God of Pets

Chapter 597 Inexhaustible Vitality
"Who exactly are you?" Chen Guan asked, frowning at the River God.

The art of summoning souls is rarely heard of. Even a female demon like Jin Taohua's Blood Spirit Banner cannot be considered a soul-summoning technique; it merely leaves behind a fragmented blood spirit body.

As for the legendary soul-summoning banner, Chen Guan had only heard of it, but had never seen it or heard of anyone actually using it.

When people mention the Soul-Summoning Banner, they are most likely referring to the Blood Spirit Banner.

"I've already told you, I've long forgotten your name." The River God didn't want to waste any more words with Chen Guan; all he wanted now was to kill Chen Guan and take back the Mountain and River Map.

This time, the River God struck out with a single palm.

His palm strike transformed into a surging river, like a waterfall cascading down from the mountaintop, wave after wave, its power terrifying beyond compare.

This palm technique is somewhat similar to Duan Shulin's Great River Demon Fist, both of which involve an inexhaustible flow of vital energy, wave after wave.

Chen Guan's protective divine skill was worth a try, but Chen Guan didn't want to use his physical body to withstand it right now. He directly took out his mountain-splitting axe and chopped at the palm force that was like a rolling river.

The waterfall-like palm force suddenly seemed to be cut open by scissors, and the axe light flowed upwards, slashing towards the River God's body.

"The axe that splits mountains is actually in your hands!" The River God dodged the axe's light with a flash of movement, his eyes revealing surprise.

"Since you know how powerful the mountain-splitting axe is, why don't you let me out?" Chen Guan feigned guilt, as if he wanted to leave the imperial palace as soon as possible.

“If you didn’t have the axe to split the mountain, I might have spared your life if I were in a good mood. But since you have the axe, I can’t let you leave,” said the River God.

"I have the Mountain-Splitting Axe and the Landscape Map in my hands, what can you do to me? If you don't let me go, you'll be the one who dies," Chen Guan sneered.

The River God laughed: "You have a good idea. If you were level 60, there might be some possibility that you would say this. Unfortunately, you are only level 31. With your meager energy, let alone using the Mountain and River Map, you can't even unleash a few axe flashes with just the Mountain-Splitting Axe. How difficult would it be to deal with you?"

As he spoke, the River God struck out with his palm again, but Chen Guan split it open with his axe. He then struck out with his palm again.

Seeing Chen Guan grit his teeth and slash with his axe again and again, his face becoming more and more ferocious, the River God's mood grew better and better.

The Mountain-Splitting Axe and the Landscape Painting are indeed powerful, but without sufficient vital energy, even the strongest treasures are useless.

His plan was to exhaust Chen Guan's life force until he was completely drained, so that he could retrieve the two treasures without lifting a finger.

But after unleashing more than a dozen palm strikes, the River God couldn't help but frown.

Although Chen Guan's face became increasingly distorted, he did indeed unleash more than a dozen axe beams. It was impossible for a level 31 cultivator to have so much energy.

"Judging from his appearance, he must have overexerted himself by forcing himself to use it. I'm afraid he'll die soon." River God thought to himself as he looked at Chen Guan's face, which seemed to be wearing a mask of pain.

But after striking out a few more times, the River God noticed that Chen Guan's face was even more pale and distorted, yet he still used the Mountain-Splitting Axe again to cleave through Chen Guan's palm strikes.

"He's probably dying soon..." Seeing that Chen Guan's face was almost contorted in pain, the River God clapped his hands a few more times.

After a few more blows, He Bo felt that something was wrong. He felt that his energy had been depleted by more than half, while Chen Guan was still able to hold on. This was very abnormal, extremely abnormal.

"You've actually consumed many rare and precious herbs that increase your vital energy limit. That's fine. I'll refine your corpse into pills, which will be a great tonic." The River God still didn't believe in superstitions and didn't think that Chen Guan's vital energy could be deeper than his.

But as He Bo unleashed palm strike after palm strike, his own vital energy dwindled, while Chen Guan's distorted face gradually relaxed, looking at him with a half-smile. "Your vital energy is actually so profound!" He Bo realized he had fallen for Chen Guan's trick again and stopped attacking.

Chen Guan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then feigned arrogance and said, "You're nothing special. You've already exhausted so much of your energy. Let's see how you can fight me now."

Seeing the fleeting look in Chen Guan's eyes, He Bo immediately realized something and struck out with his palm again without hesitation, while coldly snorting, "You're already exhausted, yet you still try to trick me."

Chen Guan's expression changed drastically, and he frantically swung his axe to defend himself.

After a few more blows, the River God's confident expression froze on his face, because he realized that he had fallen for Chen Guan's trick again.

Chen Guan continued to wield his axe, splitting away all the force of Chen Guan's palm strike.

His actions not only failed to kill Chen Guan, but also further depleted his own energy, leaving him with only a small portion of it.

Seeing that the River God had stopped, Chen Guan did not give him a chance to rest. He directly swung his mountain-splitting axe and slashed at the River God.

River God could not withstand the mountain-splitting axe head-on, nor could he afford to waste any more energy, so he could only dodge away.

Although using movement techniques also consumes vital energy, it consumes far less than using palm strikes.

As Chen Guan wielded his axe, hacking away at the river god, He Bo easily dodged and did not rush forward immediately.

He believed that no matter how strong Chen Guan's vital energy was, he would soon be unable to sustain himself by using the axe in this way.

He only needed to expend a small amount of his energy to dodge, which would have allowed Chen Guan to trap himself in his own trap. Why should he risk rushing forward?

After a while, Chen Guan was still slashing with his axe, and after a while, he was still slashing with his axe, seemingly without any change.

On the contrary, He Bo himself, although he consumed very little energy using his movement technique, still had to expend it. At this moment, he had consumed some of his energy, and it was becoming less and less.

"Impossible... How could a level 31 cultivator have such abundant vital energy... How many rare and precious herbs must he have consumed..." River God was increasingly astonished.

Even in his generation, it was rare to see someone with such abundant vitality.

He Bo knew that things couldn't continue like this, otherwise he was afraid he would be worn down to death by this kid who was only level 31.

With a sudden change in movement, Hebo charged towards Chen Guan like mercury spilling onto the ground.

Since we can't wear down Chen Guan, let's just kill him.

The speed and other aspects of a cultivator with four senses are vastly different from those of a cultivator with six senses. It would not be difficult for him to bypass the mountain-splitting axe and kill him.

But just as the River God rushed down, he suddenly saw a huge figure appear in front of him, which was none other than Wuzhiqi, who had fallen earlier.

boom!
He Bo and Wu Zhiqi exchanged a palm strike, with He Bo sending Wu Zhiqi staggering back several steps, and He Bo's own attack also faltering.

Before the River God could recover, a giant snake head spewing out icy energy stretched out—it was none other than the nine-headed serpent Xiang Liu.

(End of this chapter)