Chapter 172: Opportunity to become a god

Han Yu's attack arrived in front of the Saint of Blood Slaughter in an instant, shattered his several layers of protection one after another, and finally smashed onto that huge blood-red domain.

Tens of thousands of Chaos Demon Gods frantically smashed the red domain of the Saint of Blood Slaughter. The latter didn't support it for long before the domain was directly torn open, and the Chaos Demon God group rushed directly to the main body of the Saint of Blood Slaughter.

The Saint of Blood Slaughter was a Saint who cultivated the military killing Great Dao. His killing intent was endless. Seeing this scene, although he was shocked, he didn't have half a panic.

He held a red big knife, said nothing, controlled his Dharma Image, and rushed towards those Chaos Demon Gods.

"So what if you are a God-Slayer? Wanting to kill this Saint is not that easy!"

As a military Saint, even if he dies, he must die in battle and will not sit still and wait for death.

For this kind of enemy, Han Yu actually respects him quite a bit. Although this gave him a lot of trouble and was far less easy than dealing with an enemy like Saint Fengling, Han Yu still admires this kind of unyielding character.

Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will let you die quickly. Compared to those teammates of yours, you have backbone."

"They have already fled while you and I were fighting, but don't worry, after killing you, I will send them to reunite with you."

Hearing Han Yu's words, the Saint of Blood Slaughter trembled in his heart. He was fully dealing with Han Yu's attack just now and didn't notice the actions of the other few Saints at all.

Now that his divine sense swept over, he realized that those Saints had already fled. They were very tacit. When they saw that Han Yu could borrow spatial power, they didn't hesitate and immediately chose to run away.

Taking advantage of the time when the Saint of Blood Slaughter could still hold on for a period of time, they immediately left this place and returned to the God-Worshiping Hall to seek protection.

At first, several Saints were prepared to use the spatial escape technique to go to the exit they left in advance. The Innate Immortal Artifact Space-Splitting Blade was currently acting as a bridge, connecting this cut space and the Mortal Spirit Realm space.

Only by passing here could they return to the Mortal Spirit Realm, and then perform the spatial escape technique to return to the God-Worshiping Hall.

But just at the moment when several Saints performed the spatial escape technique, the spatial channel collapsed immediately. It was obvious that someone was blocking them.

There was only one person who could affect them silently without showing his face, and that was Saint Tianjizi!

This bastard's life-bound treasure, the Tianji Compass, apart from being able to deduce information, as long as some preparatory means were done in advance, could also affect space remotely.

Although the degree of influence was not great, it was no problem to not let the spatial escape technique be performed successfully. This guy must have played tricks in this space long ago, using the Tianji Compass to lay down spatial anchors one by one. If you want to perform the spatial escape technique in this area, it is impossible without his consent!

The current situation is very clear. Apart from that Saint Fengling, Saint Tianjizi has also defected to the God-Slayer!

"This bastard, I should have guessed it long ago. Even Saint Fengling defected. Saint Tianjizi couldn't have not known. He clearly knew but didn't send me a message, which means he is also a traitor!"

"Ignore them for now. What we need to do now is to go to that escape channel to leave this place. As long as we return to the God-Worshiping Hall, we can have a glimmer of hope!"

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Several Saints communicated quickly and flew towards the place where the Space-Splitting Blade was.

And the Saint of Blood Slaughter saw them running away and immediately began to curse.

"Grass your mother, a bunch of beasts, they are dignified Saints, but they actually fled without fighting. Do they still want their faces!"

At this moment, the Saint of Blood Slaughter was still in a divine sense connection state with other Saints, and his voice appeared in the minds of the rest.

Hearing the angry scolding of the Saint of Blood Slaughter, these Saints not only didn't feel half guilty, but some even actively cut off the divine sense connection with the Saint of Blood Slaughter, not wanting to hear him grumbling.

"Grass! Beasts!"

Perceiving this situation, the Saint of Blood Slaughter was even more furious.

"Good, good, good, playing like this, right? This Saint won't be this sucker either!"

"You want this Saint to cover for you, this Saint won't!"

Just when the Saint of Blood Slaughter was about to give up on himself, a Saint immediately spoke: "Saint of Blood Slaughter, you block the God-Slayer. After we go back, we will definitely protect your clansmen!"

"Yes, yes, yes, if the God-Slayer is allowed to escape, your clansmen will definitely not escape death!"

Several Saints persuaded one after another, but the Saint of Blood Slaughter sneered.

"Hehe, you fled without saying a word, do you think this Saint will believe you?"

"As long as this Saint perishes here, it is estimated that after you go back, the first one to divide this Saint's resources will be you!"

The Saint of Blood Slaughter knew the nature of these guys very well. After all, after the Painting Saint of Years perished before, they divided the resources belonging to the Painting Saint of Years.

Therefore, he didn't hesitate and immediately spoke to Han Yu.

"God-Slayer, I am now willing to seal my cultivation and will not be an obstacle to you. I only hope to watch you kill those beasts with my own eyes, and then this Saint will fight you squarely. Even if I am killed by you, I will have no regrets. Is it possible?"

"Yes."

Han Yu didn't say much and directly chose to agree.

The Saint of Blood Slaughter revealed a bitter smile, nodded, and then sealed his cultivation, pressing it to the Venerable realm.

Now he only needs Han Yu to move his mind, and he can easily wipe him out.

But Han Yu didn't break his promise. Seeing him seal his cultivation, he directly turned and flew towards the remaining few Saints.

The Saint of Blood Slaughter was worried that Han Yu would break his promise at first. After all, he was now as weak as an ant. Even if Han Yu broke his promise, he had no power to resist.

But he didn't expect that Han Yu didn't say a word more and directly withdrew the attacks around him.

Seeing this scene, the Saint of Blood Slaughter was immediately filled with emotion.

This God-Slayer's character is eight hundred streets ahead of those Saints. For these years, the Mortal Spirit Realm has been ruled by gods and has long been foul. They don't know what character is. After all, those with character have been wiped out by the gods.

Those cultivators who can live to this day and reach the Saint realm are all those who chose to surrender.

Even if he, the Saint of Blood Slaughter, as a military cultivator, still has some backbone, this backbone is actually not much.

If the one held by Han Yu wasn't him, perhaps the Saint of Blood Slaughter would also choose to abandon that person and flee with other Saints. It was only because he was the one abandoned that he felt angry.

The Saint of Blood Slaughter understood all these truths. However, just when he was ready to fight Han Yu to the death, he felt an indescribable pleasure.

That kind of spiritual light of living after death flashed in his heart. He seemed to have grasped something. That seemed to be the opportunity to condense the Divine Spark and achieve the position of a god! ===== CHAPTER 173 =====