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When Bai Yuanzhi announced this Western Sea Bai Clan, the Ten Shamans were all astonished.
At Mount Chang in the vast Western Sea, there was the kingdom of the Bai Clan.
The country’s Bai Clan were nobles by nature and enjoyed longevity stretching five hundred years. The Bai Clan were natural born warriors, fierce and bloodthirsty. Inside their bodies flowed the blood of ancient godslayers. The “Human Slaughter Blade” and the “Godslayer Sword” were known as two terrible weapons in the Western Sea, having destroyed several of the Western Sea’s smaller kingdoms. Those blades had taken the lives of countless cultivators, accumulating formidable blood-qi and evil qi. The blades were kingdom-destroyer level magic treasures.
In the Western Sea, the name of the Bai Clan would never be well-received.
Bai Yuanzhi wore a faint and amicable smile. There was already no need to hide his name.
Yang Jian had no interest in the Western Sea Bai Clan, but his contracted Divine Name made Erlang Shen’s third eye widen.
That woman was slender in build, a pale white. She appeared thin and pallid, unable to stand up to the wind, but a terrifying bloodthirst came from her very bones. Yang Jian detected this danger and did not dare be careless.
“Our Western Sea Bai Clan is willing to trade a million Wu jade for the Illusionary Flying Snow’s Inner Core. Would you Elder Sisters yield to me?” Bai Yuanzhi bowed, deferential and respectful. “My family is injured and requires the Inner Core in order to heal. I hope Elder Sisters can understand.”
Yan Zi’s gaze turned to the Divine Name beside Bai Yuanzhi.
“What is your Divine Name, announce it, see whether or not you have the qualifications to receive the Inner Core of the White Emperor’s steed.”
The sickly woman nodded wordlessly.
The present situation had become very strange. The Ten Shamans, Yang Jian, and the Western Sea Bai Clan bided their time. No one dared to make the first move.
“Continuing on like this is no solution. I feel this steed of the White Emperor should be first come, first served.” Bai Yuanzhi finished speaking and seized the initiative. He pointed, and there was a whoosh!
A blood-qi flared, and a blade that gathered human evil qi emerged from out of thin air, suddenly producing saber-light. Fierce fiend qi and Yin qi rolled. The abruptness also made the Divine Names present sense their very thoughts were being affected, surprisingly feeling fear.
Other than Yang Jian who was still able to remain aloof, the pupils of the Ten Shamans and Yan Zi contracted.
Human Slaughter Blade!
It was said that it was a terrible magic treasure that had massacred millions of creatures, destroyed hundreds of kingdoms. If it could be said that magic treasures were “split among Four Heavens,” then the Human Slaughter Blade was a Later Heaven magic treasure. Refined from human blood and souls, it was practically the pinnacle.
The Human Slaughter Blade slashed at the Ten Shamans and Yan Zi. Its power was peerless, its light blinding, its intent bone-chilling, its spirit terrifying. The saber-light shuttled back and forth. It leisurely rose, and everything within a range of a hundred meters was covered by blood-lights and blade-shadows.
“Most honorable Human Realm, slaughter millions!”
Bai Yuanzhi shouted. He emitted a red light, and his three law protectors provided assistance nearby.
With the Human Slaughter Blade out, the Heaven Sacrifice level was filled with blood-light and blade-shadows. These blade-shadows assumed the form of powerful generals that wielded large blades as if they had come to life, and the void-shadows of the blood-qi became substantial.
Once the Human Slaughter Blade activated, it was difficult for souls to escape.
Wu Xian recognized the Human Slaughter Blade’s background from a glance. She was awed, not daring to be careless. This Human Slaughter Blade magic treasure was too famous. It could instantly massacre an entire city, and in the historical records, the Bai Clan once had a cultivator destroy a city of Golden Core cultivators with a single swing of the blade. Even Divine Names needed to be very afraid.
“Million Destinies – Inauspicious Omen Severance!”
The Eight Shamans tacitly understood and immediately used their Million Destinies.
Talismans floated into the air one after another, becoming a dragon in midair before transforming to a trigram form.
This became a solid line, forming an enormous array that immediately linked to the Human Slaughter Blade’s million wisps of blood-qi.
“Reckless man, This God will kill you.”
Western Sea God Yan Zi loathed Bai Yuanzhi’s mannerisms, and she also used raised a water dragon to attack him.
Bai Yuanzhi maintained the Human Slaughter Saber with all his might, a sneer upon his lips.
His activation of this magic treasure was merely to draw attention away from his contracted Divine Name. He completely did not place his hopes on the Human Slaughter Blade being able to seize the advantage.
“This is bad.”
Yan Zi suddenly noticed that Bai Yuanzhi’s Divine General had vanished from sight. She turned her head back to see that woman had surprisingly bypassed her field of view at some point in time and quickly arrived before the trapped Illusionary Flying Snow. Yan Zi had already set the Western Sea Dragon Ocean Formation in Changliu. Any person who wanted to flee the ocean array could not hide from her mind, but that woman unexpectedly managed to do so.
The seemingly frail woman took a step before the Illusionary Flying Snow, her eyes filled with neither sorrow nor joy but were remorseless.
The woman raised her hand, and a sword-like spirit-light descended towards the Illusionary Flying Snow’s head.
The tri-tipped spear suddenly appeared and intercepted the slash.
Yang Jian walked past the Western Sea’s waters and floated into view: “You are not that monkey.” The woman was a bit disappointed. She had originally thought the woman was Great Sage Equal Of Heaven Sun Wukong, but she did not expect the woman to be a completely separate person. Although she did not see that monkey, she knew her to be a young girl, and that she had a very violent temper. The most important point was that monkey would not be sneakily taking advantage of openings.
“Monkey?” The woman furrowed her brow. She faced Yang Jian without fear as she squeezed the air with her slender fingers, as if she was grasping a clump of fog.
A giant tortoise shell appeared out of thin air and completely stopped Yang Jian’s spear.
This shell was impenetrable, and not even Yang Jian’s stream of attacks could break through.
Erlang Shen was a bit astonished: “What Divine Name are you.”
The woman did not reply. She snapped her fingers. That shell cracked, becoming several fragments that hurtled towards Yang Jian. Each piece of the shell was heavy as the Five Sacred Mountains. Yang Jian felt strained using her Divine Weapon to block these, and under this situation, Erlang Shen was repelled.
“Good, good, good.” Yang Jian was not angry, rather, she was delighted: “Finally, I have encountered an interesting opponent.”
The woman attacked, her triple-pronged spear slashing a spiraling golden light that ground apart the tortoise shell.
Then, the spear-light directly flashed on her body, but the woman’s Divine Crest appeared. A blue, tortoise shell-like crystal perfectly landed on the spear-light, breaking it. Yang Jian roared and shoved her arms forward. A large swathe of spear-light fell like a downpour; surprisingly, this was Million Destinies.
The woman was unperturbed. An invisible rampart seemed to have been erected around her. These blue shell-like crystals formed the bagua and completely stopped all of the incoming spear-lights. No matter how unexcelled Yang Jian’s attacks were, how overwhelmingly powerful, how earth-shattering, even after exhausting all words to describe how high and mighty they were, the woman did not budge an inch.
What?
Yang Jian was flabbergasted. There was surprisingly no effect.
The woman retracted her triple-tipped spear, her expression solemn, not daring to look down on the other woman any further.
“Dragon Turtle Bagua Armor!!”
“You are Holy Mother Turtle Spirit!”
Yang Jian gasped.
Huh, Holy Mother Turtle Spirit!
The Ten Shamans and Yan Zi were both enormously shocked.
“An opening!”
Bai Yuanzhi’s expression changed, and he suddenly raised a blood-wind.
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