Blood Ritual!
The red talismans had strange text on them. Yang Xiao, shocked, identified them as Blood Devil Talismans. They were made using divine blood. Energy to help one improve their cultivation rapidly was sealed within. Of course, that depended on the strength of the talisman. First Divine Son’s version was likely high-grade talismans.
First Divine Son consumed a talisman, covering himself in red mist that spread beyond his immediate surroundings. It turned the air cold. He looked diabolic. Boom! A red pillar appeared inside his body. The red light contained an evil aura. He opened his eyes, firing red beams from them. He put on tyrannical airs.
First Divine Son: “You forced me to use Blood Devil Talismans, so you can die.”
Yang Tian smiled sarcastically. “It’s too soon to be jumping to conclusions.”
“Hahahaha.”
The red beams First Divine Son blasted the void apart, but Yang Tian remained nonchalant. First Divine Son flashed over to Yang Tian and extended a hand toward the latter’s head.
A king’s will descended onto the battlefield, causing First Divine Youth to shudder. He noticed a beam fired toward him. His assailant was a golden divine monkey with infinite qi and blood as well as a piercing gaze. Afraid, First Divine Son discerned he was in a pinch.
The monkey’s punch sprayed stars and a sun! Boom! First Divine Son’s body convulsed. His head took the brunt of the blow. He went reeling out of sight.
The battlefield fell silent. Everyone forgot to breathe. It took the divine monkey only one punch! Someone finally gulped. Yang Tian smacked his lips. First Divine Son’s clone was confirmed obliterate. The devil race’s Autarch adepts felt chills down their spines.
Nobody among the devil race besides a mysterious young girl was able to defeat First Divine Son until that day.
The divine monkey disappeared. What a bizarre appearance and disappearance. Unbelievable.
Whoever offended Yang Tian would be killed.
The Blood Spirit Puppet continued fighting Yang Xiao, indicating First Divine Son was still alive! He, therefore, warned, “Stay alert. He’s not dead yet.”
Yang Tian refocused and noticed someone approaching from the distance. It was First Divine Son. His head was missing, but he was alive.
“He’s not dead!”
“What?!”
“How’s he not dead after losing his head?!”
Yang Tian had his eyebrows tightly together. He would have his hands tied if First Divine Sign pulled another Blood Devil Talisman on him. He could only use forbidden items once per day. That was not to mention his was running low on energy.
Headless First Divine Son: “Perfect. Nobody shall leave today.”
First Divine Son was furious over the state of his clone. It took a lot of treasures to heal. He also had to split his Source. So, he discharged wisps of red energy. A vortex formed where his head was supposed to be. The devil race’s adepts trembled. Their hearts palpitated as though they responded to him. Indeed, their bodies fused. Within an instant, the adepts’ bodies exploded.
How cruel.
Yang Tian never expected First Divine Son to use the devil race’s adepts for a blood ritual. “Blood Ritual!”
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