Chapter 1019

A streak of blood-light shot away at high speed, flashing across the sky.

"Blood River King!"

"You deserve to die!"

Behind them, Sha Yi Wang and over a dozen other kings had bloodshot eyes, frenzied as beasts.

Sha Yi Wang himself began burning his essence-blood, striding through space with giant steps, each foot crushing a massive hole in space, brutally smashing through layer upon layer of dimensions, pulling far ahead of the other kings.

The blood-light ahead ignored the roars; after a few flashes, it vanished swiftly.

Sha Yi Wang and the other kings chased for thousands of miles, roaring and cursing without pause, even capturing a blood-robed Daoist standing one meter tall, torturing him to death with the cruelest methods.

Yet, that was all.

No matter how they searched, they could not find Blood River King—only a group of furious kings remained.

"Ha ha!"

"Flame Stream Imperial Son has gone mad!"

"He favors his servants, letting them slaughter the Imperial Clan!"

Mo Ye Wang was here too, his eyes filled with unhidden hatred and mockery: "In my view, Flame Stream Imperial Son, this act will surely anger heaven and provoke human wrath, bringing swift retribution—his body will perish, his lineage annihilated!"

"Abandoned by heaven and earth!"

The destruction of Flame Stream Clan's branches filled him with fierce satisfaction.

"Mo Ye Wang…"

Sha Yi Wang spun around violently, his killing intent raging.

Mo Ye Wang met his gaze without flinching, eyes blazing with ferocity, unafraid of anything—as if equally half-mad, desperate to fight someone, anyone, right now.

"Gentlemen, stop!"

"Blood River King has not yet been found—how can we, Imperial Clan kings, now turn on each other? Is that what we should do?"

Surrounding kings urged them to calm down.

"Just children."

"Each of you still has at least several thousand years of life—could you not easily produce tens of thousands of descendants within that time? Why torment yourselves so?"

One king said coldly: "Blood River King hopes to shake and strike our souls—his scheme is futile."

"In ancient times, the Imperial Clan fought the Skull Blood Vine Demons for dominion over the realm. The Skull Blood Vine Demons excelled in Bone Sea tactics, often summoning hundreds of millions of blood-skulls to overwhelm their foes. There were always moments when they could not protect everyone—every moment, Imperial Clan families fell, their people slaughtered."

"At that time, over half of the Imperial Clan kings were utterly alone—all their kin dead."

"And then?"

He barked coldly.

"In the end, weren't the Skull Blood Vine Demons utterly exterminated by the Imperial Clan?"

"Our Imperial Clan is strong not only in physique, but in battle will!"

"These servant races—born weak—how could they ever understand the dignity of the Imperial Clan?"

"Ba Dao Wang—"

Sha Yi Wang sneered: "You speak lightly! Your children are not dead!"

Though he said so, his heart felt somewhat lighter, freed a little from the crushing grief.

"Ha ha ha!"

"Sha Yi Wang, what's wrong with that?"

Ba Dao Wang laughed heartily.

"Is Blood River King here?"

He roared.

"My family resides in the Ice River Small Realm—the Ice River Ba Dao Clan is my lineage. Our family is numerous but weak."

"If you have no objection, please destroy it at once!"

His bold voice echoed through the void, shaking the fabric of space, its waves spreading over tens of thousands of miles.

"…."

Sha Yi Wang had no reply, suppressing his resentment.

Mo Ye Wang also calmed down, stepping back.

"Blood River King's individual strength is indeed formidable—if he truly wishes to flee, we may never catch him."

One king frowned, deeply troubled.

"Pity."

"If only a king-rank Imperial Son were here—he could crush this servant with a single hand."

One king sighed.

As rulers of the realm, they were clear-eyed—they could not ignore Blood River King's power, even though he was merely a servant.

This was the protective formation of a king's clan!

Any one of them would need immense time and effort to breach it—yet before Blood River King, it was as flimsy as paper, torn apart brutally.

"Unless the two Imperial Sons ascend to king-rank, no more Imperial Sons will appear."

One king shook his head repeatedly.

All kings frowned tightly, utterly at a loss before this situation.

Chase, and he flees.

Leave, and he strikes again—targeting families without kings, shameless and without bottom lines.

To strike at the heart, destroy Flame Stream Imperial Son, and force Blood River King to appear on the battlefield—yet fear their entire clans would be wiped out.

"If we're truly driven to desperation, we might as well bring all our clan members with us!"

"Just a few hundred thousand clansmen — a single large spatial storage treasure can hold them all."

A king gritted his teeth viciously: "After we annihilate the Flame Flow Imperial Son, this king will definitely flay Dong Xue He Wang alive and subject him to every one of the Imperial Clan's billions of tortures, not missing a single one, making him suffer torment for billions of years before he dies."

"This… what kind of propriety is this?"

Some kings were displeased: "Within the clan are the statues of our ancestors through the ages, and many spiritual medicines still growing, body-tempering treasures — many of these depend on the earth's qi and spiritual veins. A single relocation would cost us billions in losses."

"Moreover, the Imperial Clan gave us this territory precisely because

we have the duty to defend it — how can we lightly abandon our land and flee?"

"If someday someone uses this to attack us, and the Sovereign refuses to show partiality, the responsibility for losing our land might even cost our clan its title."

"Then what do you suggest? Stay here and wait to die?"

"I don't know…"

The kings argued endlessly, with no unified opinion.

Clang!

At that moment, a blood-colored sword light flying in from afar, carrying a sky-filling killing intent, slashed down and interrupted their ceaseless debate.

"Kill!"

The kings, who had been arguing, revealed a violent killing intent and struck out together. Various hundred-zhang giants rose into the air, each wielding massive heavy weapons, and smashed them all together onto this blood-colored sword light that was enough to slay a late-stage King cultivator.

Though they were clearly kings, none of them had any thought of fighting alone. They formed battle formations, more than ten acting as one, their many massive heavy weapons smashing onto the same point.

Boom!

This sword light, which was enough to slay a late-stage Soul Transformation cultivator, was smashed apart head-on, revealing within it a longsword flowing like a river of blood. It retreated backward, its spiritual light dimming somewhat.

Boom!

At the same time, atop the Sha Yi Wang Clan's ultra-long-range teleportation array, a burst of blood-colored sword qi erupted, slicing this array that connected the inside and outside into countless fragments.

The fifth-tier spiritual vein was further thrown into utter chaos, with earth's qi scattering in all directions and earth dragons tumbling everywhere, causing all teleportation arrays within tens of thousands of kilometers to lose their function.

Amid that earth-shattering upheaval, a Daoist in blood robes stood quietly there, reaching out to catch the Blood River longsword as it retreated back.

"Sigh!"

"Cang Kong Imperial Son, you think too little of me."

Jiang Ding sighed: "A mere eleven ants — though they are at the King realm, what can they do to me?"

"They're nothing but pigs and dogs, stretching their necks to be slaughtered."

"You agree, don't you?"

Clang!

He drew the longsword inch by inch, and the blood-light-thick Blood River Sword Domain unfurled to blot out the sky. Carrying a terrifyingly icy killing intent, it enveloped all the dozen-plus kings, sealing off every one of their escape routes.