The road is vague

Chapter 386 On the verge of breaking out

Just as Li Mo was collecting essence blood with all his might to nourish the evil god grass transformed from the true demon clone.

As the contenders for the Holy Sons of the Ten Tribes entered the secret realm, some swiftly traveled to various locations to hunt down gladiators of the God of War, while others activated arcane spells to connect with each other.

In the blink of an eye.

The flower festival of the Leili tribe is the most prominent.

At this moment, this female dragon-woman has not only temporarily formed an alliance with the dragon-women of the other two tribes, but has also recruited the Bloodfang War Tiger from the Bloodhowl Arena as an ally. This ethereal tiger-woman seems to be like Li Mo, being instructed by a secret force to support Hua Ji of the Thunder Plow tribe in becoming this generation's Holy Son.

The four powerful figures gathered in the air and looked at each other.

Bloodfang War Tiger had long been famous in Xinian City, and naturally, he had already attracted the attention of those with ulterior motives.

"Hmph, so the supporters behind those tiger-men are indeed your Lei Li tribe."

The dragonman from the Blazing Horn Tribe looked at the Bloodfang War Tiger and sneered.

This dragon-man had a single horn and his body was covered with shocking scars, clearly someone who had been through countless trials. Every muscle he wielded exuded an indescribable aura of power.

Upon hearing this, Hana Matsuri couldn't help but let out a soft snort.

"In order to settle them, our Lei Li tribe gave up the entire Luoxia Mountain Range and relocated tens of thousands of our people in one go. If your Zhijiao tribe is interested, we can also share some with you."

Despite saying that, Hua Ji also knew that before becoming a holy son, she had no right to decide such important tribal matters, and she was just indulging in empty talk.

The other party clearly didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that the three of them had stopped talking, Hana Matsuri immediately began assigning tasks.

"You all know the strength of the Bloodfang War Tiger; it is definitely no less than ours. Logically speaking, with four of us against one, Jin Yi would surely die. But after all, he is the legendary Blood Gold Body, a physique that is said to be able to devour blood and metal and regenerate and explode continuously. It was able to make a great name for itself in the ancient Misty Realm. Even though it can no longer adapt to the world and may even suffer a backlash at any time, we absolutely cannot be careless."

At this time.

The last dragon-man, whose expression was rather sinister, simply smiled.

"Why should Fairy Huaji be modest? As far as I know, you were already spiritually connected sixty years ago, and you even went to the Wantao Islands to fight against the invading outer gods and sacrifice your spirits. Brother Chiyang has cultivated the 'Heavenly Dragon Power Scripture' of the Zhijiao Tribe. Even if you haven't achieved absolute control over your power, you're probably not far off. Even with the Blood Gold Body, in terms of power alone, I'm afraid you're not as good as Brother Chiyang, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Chi Yang of the Zhijiao tribe looked at the sinister-looking dragon-man with his scarred face.

"I've heard that Brother Sangbai cultivates the divine arts of the temple, which allow one to shed skin and regenerate, becoming immortal and indestructible. Back then, the Hengyu tribe selected hundreds of people to go to the Sui Temple to cultivate these divine arts, but in the end, only Brother Sangbai lived up to expectations and mastered the divine art?"

Upon hearing this, Sang Bai seemed to recall an unpleasant past event.

His face immediately turned even more gloomy.

Bloodfang War Tiger crossed his arms and coldly watched the three dragonmen.

At their level, each person has mastered one or two supernatural powers that are enough to reverse the isolation. To go further, they need to explore and master the power of order and become a great demon king or a great god.

As a descendant of the Misty Tiger-Human race, Bloodfang War Tiger knew that before mastering the power of order, relying on personal strength would ultimately make him nothing more than an ant in the mortal world.

Only by mastering the power of order can one begin to glimpse the secrets of heaven and have a sliver of a chance to control one's destiny.

Although the various forces of order differ in nature, they will continuously explore the directions of antiquity, sublimity, and grandeur, eventually merging into the universe, influencing the power of the universe's operation, and obtaining true divine status. The so-called struggle for the orthodox lineage is the struggle for the right to speak in accordance with the universe and the power to influence the future. This is a path of cultivation that goes against the current; if you don't advance, you will fall behind.

"Brother Tigerman, I wonder how strong the gladiators of this year are?"

Flower Festival's question brought Bloodfang War Tiger back to its senses.

Seeing that all three were looking at him, he couldn't help but show a solemn expression and recalled the other nine gladiators.

"The others are one thing, but that fiery dragon and the human race are indeed extraordinary."

"That human?"

The three were taken aback upon hearing this.

As dragons themselves, they naturally knew that the Fiery Dragon was incredibly powerful, but the Bloodfang War Tiger's warning to be wary of that human was simply unbelievable to them.

"Yes, he is known as the Thunder Punishment Venerable. His understanding of the Dao of Thunder has reached an incredible level. He can be described as a combination of speed, explosiveness, and destructive characteristics. He forcefully killed the Storm General of the Hurricane Arena. This person's strength is likely even above mine."

Hua Ji, Chi Yang, and Sang Bai all showed expressions of disbelief upon hearing this.

This year's War God Gladiator Tournament was truly full of surprises. It was a pity that they couldn't attend due to the city lockdown, which was quite regrettable. They also wondered what kind of heresy the Temple of the Year was referring to that had caused the entire secondary capital to be sealed off for more than a month.

Just as the four were exchanging ideas and discussing matters, a figure flew in from the distant horizon and stopped about a mile away.

When the four looked over, they were immediately taken aback.

The newcomer was none other than Jin Yi of the Chaoge tribe, the very target they were preparing to deal with!

This dragon-man who had cultivated the Blood Gold Body actually came looking for them. Upon seeing the four of them, he revealed an undisguised arrogant sneer.

"They actually attracted a barbarian scum?"

Jin Yi was quite surprised that the Bloodfang War Tiger had appeared here, but he quickly sneered, a cruel smile appearing on his lips.

"Hehe, perfect, let them all become stepping stones for me to continue the legend of the Blood Gold Body."

Say it.

He opened his mouth, and to the astonishment of the four men, he pulled out a sword made of a mixture of blood and bone, which seemed to be alive.

This is not a treasure, but a supernatural power that Jin Yi possesses.

As Jin Yi gently swung the Blood Bone Curse Sword in his hand, a dense shriek filled the air, and the aura of Gluttony's Original Sin burst forth, causing Chi Yang, who was halfway through his charge, to gasp and instantly stop in his tracks.

Its pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints as it looked at the blood-stained, cursed sword.

"What is this?!" The next moment, he uncontrollably opened his mouth wide and bit his arm, tearing off a piece of flesh and chewing it continuously.

Only when Chi Yang, through absolute control of his own power, used the fist of his other arm to violently knock out all his teeth and forcibly suppress his insatiable craving for food, did he retreat to the side of the other three who were on high alert.

"Brother Chiyang?"

Despite having lost all his teeth, Chi Yang still instinctively chewed on his own flesh and blood.

Blood flowed continuously from the corner of his mouth, making him look utterly depraved and evil.

"His cursed sword can plunge those around him into a state of gluttony and depravity, turning them into monsters that devour themselves. One must use supernatural powers to protect oneself in order to barely maintain one's mind!"

Using supernatural powers to counteract the influence of order is equivalent to using a large number of low-level spells to counter high-level spells, which can only provide a temporary solution.

Only when order confronts order, and competes in terms of timelessness, sublimity, and grandeur, can the right path be taken.

It must be said that neither the demonic beasts nor the ethereal races focus on tempering their bodies, but not on cultivating their minds. Therefore, when faced with this kind of corrupt order that targets the soul, they are far inferior to the human race.

Fortunately, the four people here were all powerful individuals at the peak of the late Golden Core stage, who had reached the stage of trying to comprehend order through their own supernatural abilities, and they immediately came up with a solution.

But this way.

Before their opponent could even unleash the power of the Blood Gold Body, and before the two sides could even begin to fight, they already had to use nearly half of their strength to protect their minds, which undoubtedly put them at a complete disadvantage.

Bloodfang Tiger felt uneasy, staring intently at the cursed sword.

"It has already gained a preliminary grasp of the power of order, and has at least a 70% chance of advancing to the Great Demon King level in the future. Is this the strength of the Dragonkin's number one Lesser Demon King?!"

Just as Bloodfang War Tiger was in shock, Jin Yi, wielding the Cursed Sword, charged straight at the four of them.

As he landed in the middle of the four, they all scattered.

Bloodfang Tiger, Flower Sacrifice, Chi Yang, and Mourning White all used different methods to deal with the situation, but dared not get too close, lest they be affected by the Cursed Sword's Fallen Gluttony.

"Hahahaha!"

Jin Yi let out an excited laugh, fully enjoying the pleasure brought by the battle.

The four felt Jin Yi's heartfelt joy, and their mood became particularly heavy. Hua Ji, in particular, could no longer afford to conserve her strength. As the initiator of this temporary alliance, if she allowed the confrontation to continue unchecked, even if she were to become the Holy Maiden of this generation, she would inevitably live in the shadow of the other party in the future.

So she let out a low shout and suddenly tore off several of her own scales.

Through the excruciating pain, she instantly achieved spiritual communication, her body now covered in strange patterns, seemingly offering a feast of pain to some unknown, mysterious rule, and in the process, granting her extraordinary power.

"This is?"

After a brief moment of surprise, Jin Yi was blasted away by a twisting force.

The flower festival follows closely behind.

She threw a series of punches, each accompanied by extreme, twisting pain.

Her scales, hair, and nails kept falling off, and then she would frantically regenerate them by consuming her vital essence and blood, in order to provide a continuous stream of pain, becoming a feast for the sacrificial spirits, and in the process, she would gain extraordinary power.

The Bloodfang War Tiger roared, and a layer of pure white light appeared on its body as it charged toward Jin Yi, who had been blasted away.

His claws landed on Jin Yi's back, inflicting the initial wound and causing blood to splatter.

This seemingly victorious scene, however, caused Bloodfang War Tiger to show a hint of shock, vaguely sensing the indestructible bones within his opponent's body.

Seeing that Chi Yang and Sang Bai were about to launch a coordinated attack, Blood Fang War Tiger let out a loud roar.

"Be careful!!"

Just as Chi Yang was blasting Jin Yi away again with his absolute power, Jin Yi's cursed sword flashed by and easily severed Chi Yang's left arm.

Immediately afterwards, Jin Yi extended his blood-gold claws and, at an incredibly tricky angle, grabbed the neck of the man who had attacked from behind, and lifted him above his head.

"what!!!"

At this time.

Hana Matsuri screamed to the sky and launched an indiscriminate attack, including on herself.

Her ten fingers twisted into a pretzel shape in an instant, her left eye exploded from the inside, and her fallen hair turned into dense steel needles that pierced into various parts of her body.

Extreme distortion and pain spread, and a void appeared in the apocalyptic clouds in the sky. Visible red ripples rapidly expanded from the center of the Flower Festival.

Within this area, even the air, the soil, and order seemed to be screaming in agony.

In this extreme, twisted pain, Jin Yi had no choice but to release his grip. His body trembled violently, his eyes rolled back, and he squatted down in agony, clutching his head tightly with both hands.

However, Sang Bai, who had already escaped the clutches of evil, punched his own heart without saying a word.

Amidst the visible crimson ripples, Sang Bai ripped out his own heart and then crushed it with a brutal squeeze.

"Do not look back."

Say it.

Sang Bai quickly closed his eyes, and then another pair of hands emerged from his navel, tearing open his stomach and emerging as another Sang Bai, desperately escaping the twisted and painful sacrificial spirit domain.

Jin Yi, who was squatting in pain, vaguely sensed something unknown behind him.

If he turns back, he will surely meet with misfortune.

(End of this chapter)