Chapter 269

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Protagonist:

Jiang Xuan

"Puff!"

A muffled sound rang out, and a bolt of lightning wrapped around heavily struck the arm of the Great Figure that Boy was clutching with his left hand.

In an instant, the arm was like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

"Ah!"

The intense pain instantly woke this Great Figure from his coma, his voice hoarse from shouting, full of pain and resentment.

"Clan Elder, that dead child is using you to block..." A group of people around them were so frightened their faces turned deathly pale, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

They were bound by fear, and their previous arrogance was gone.

Boy seemed like a demonic god descending into the world, his entire body filled with murderous aura.

He ignored the pleas of the crowd and threw himself into battle once more.

His silhouette flashed, fast as a ghost, and he swung the blood blade again in an instant.

With the blood blade in hand, Boy's aura suddenly soared, and the blade traced strange arcs.

"Whoosh whoosh."

Every swing of the blade brought out a spray of blood light, the blade light flashing; those enemies, before they could even see his movements clearly, were struck.

Wherever the blood blade reached, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Boy's attacks were swift and ruthless, every blade containing the force of a thousand jun, and these people simply could not resist.

Some had their arms directly chopped off, severed arms falling with fresh blood; others were cut by the blade qi, wounds deep enough to see bone, blood spurting out.

For a while, severed arms and limbs flew everywhere on the battlefield, fresh blood gushing out like fountains, the bloody smell permeating the air growing stronger and stronger, nauseating.

The battle grew more intense, and soon the ground was covered with the wounded, their pained groans intertwining.

Boy showed no mercy, throwing those people into one place, piling them into a "pile of people."

Looking at the two he had initially clutched in his hand, they were now barely breathing, half their bodies sliced open by the blood blade, skin torn and flesh split.

They let out weak cries, Boy without a shred of pity, flicked his hand and threw them into that pile of people as well.

This battlefield had practically become a hell of Asuras; although everyone still had a breath left, the mountain-like pile of wounded and the strong bloody smell formed a hair-raising scene that made anyone who saw it involuntarily feel their scalp go numb and their stomach churn.

Fortunately, this was in Xu Shen Jie; as long as they recuperated for enough time, everyone could recover.

Otherwise, such a bloody massacre, with many experts of a great clan crippled, this loss would simply be immeasurable.

"This Chu Shi Di can only let us display the strength of the Blood Transformation Realm!" a Great Figure said with a face full of anger.

But deep in his inner heart, there was more shock toward Boy. That child opposite was also in the Blood Transformation Realm, yet could hold a blood blade and fight their group single-handedly—what shocking strength this was!

If this matter were spread abroad, I'm afraid few would believe it.

However, everyone present was a participant in this fierce battle, and no one doubted Boy's strength.

That group regretted their blindness; how could they have imagined that this simple-minded-looking Boy actually possessed such terrifying strength?

This was an existence they could not afford to provoke; this Xiao Mao Hai was only three or four years old and already had such combat power—if it were said he had no master behind him, that was impossible.

Not long after, only three Great Figures remained on the battlefield, still struggling to hold on; their bodies were covered in wounds, bloodstained, and in a sorry state.

Normally, they stomped their feet and all directions trembled, imposing and mighty.

But now in this Chu Shi Di, they were beaten by a little child with no power to fight back. If this got out, the entire Huang Yu would take them as a laughingstock.

Everyone was shocked; upon careful thought, if everyone was in the Blood Transformation Realm, then among those this great clan had sent this time, not one could match Boy.

What did this mean? Without a doubt, a super dazzling new star was rising, and yet another peerlessly talented heaven-defying prodigy had appeared!

"Little friend, you've passed! You've injured so many of our clan and still won't stop?"

A middle-aged man had a face full of helplessness, worrying in his heart—did he really have to call for reinforcements from the clan and rely on the power of the whole clan to deal with this child?

"You say you've passed, so you've passed?!"

Boy grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, but in everyone's eyes, he was like a little devil crawling out of Hell, sending chills down their spines.

In an instant, the battlefield once again fell into fierce combat.

Although the three Great Figures had runes flashing all around them, Boy showed no fear.

His silhouette was agile, weaving back and forth between the three, moving so fast it dazzled the eyes.

Suddenly, Boy seized the moment, crouched and flashed, quickly approaching a middle-aged man.

His footwork was strange; in an instant he closed in on his opponent.

Next, the blood blade in his hand suddenly slashed upward, the blade wrapped in piercing cold light, carving a tricky arc.

The middle-aged man reacted quickly, hastily mobilizing runes to block.

Boy's blade combined power and speed.

"Crack!"

The rune defense was broken; the middle-aged man grunted, staggered backward, and heavily fell into the pile of wounded.

After finishing one, Boy did not pause at all, turning and rushing toward another Great Figure.

He held the blood blade horizontally in front of him, using the momentum of his charge, his whole body like a cannonball slamming into the opponent.

That person hastily formed hand seals with both hands, summoning a shield condensed from runes.

But Boy did not clash head-on with the shield; at the moment of impact, he lightly tapped the ground with his toes, his body suddenly leaping into the air, flipping in midair to avoid the shield, while the blood blade in his hand came down from above, slashing down with the force of a thousand jun.

With a "bang," this blade directly injured that person's arm; the arm hung limp, and he could not hold on, collapsing to the ground.

Seeing this, the last Great Figure was so frightened his soul scattered; he turned and wanted to escape.

How could Boy let him have his way? He tossed the blood blade into the air, and in an instant it turned into a single thread of blood light; just as it was about to catch up, the blood blade suddenly split into several blood blades, enveloping that man from all directions.

Only a burst of miserable screams was heard; the man's legs were struck by the blood blades, tendons and meridians all severed, and he fell to the ground, never able to climb up again.

In the blink of an eye, this great clan's forces were completely wiped out, all becoming Boy's prisoners.

"Huh, not right, seems like there's still one missing."

Boy's gaze was like a torch; he quickly discovered a young man hiding in the distance. He rushed over in a few strides, a sweep kick tripped the young man, and then he easily captured him.

"Thank you oh. What's your name? Heard you're some Devil Blade Young Master's clan uncle; they're all so stingy, only you gave me a treasure." Boy said with a smile.

"Ah puff!" The young man was both angry and anxious, spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

Everyone watched dumbstruck; the scene before them could be called shocking.

That was a "flesh mountain" piled up from over a hundred experts; this giant clan's entire forces that came this time, not a single one escaped, all captured.

Boy walked forward with big steps, eyes flashing with excited light, saying a sentence that made everyone both angry and resentful: "A pile of spoils is better than one or two people, right? Who'll go deliver a message for me? Tell them to bring clan-guarding precious arts to exchange for people."

"It's you then, go report to your clan, just say I like treasures the most, also very interested in precious arts, I'd be very happy to sit down and have a good talk with them." Boy pointed at a young man, ordering him to deliver the message.

"Ah puff!" A group of people were angered to the point of nearly fainting.

Boy plopped down on a large green stone, chin resting on hand, staring at these prisoners, afraid they'd escape. His eyes darted around, looking exactly like a little money-grubber.

In the distance, all spectators were shocked into cold sweats, for a while not knowing what to say.

This child was too unexpected; not long ago, many still thought he was ignorant and naive, now everyone couldn't help rolling their eyes, thinking in their hearts, where is this some pure child, clearly a cunning swindler, fierce robber, simply a little devil!

Boy examined the treasure he obtained over and over, liking it more the more he looked, liking it to the extreme. This treasure was extremely rare, might have a great origin.

"After I got this treasure, does your clan's treasure not work anymore?" Boy asked curiously.

A group of people's faces were gloomy, hearts full of bitterness, all coldly snorted, none willing to answer this question of his.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Boy struck again; the blood blade in his hand swung fiercely, blade qi crisscrossing, enveloping a group of people on the east side.

"This treasure's power is so strong! If I could find an even more powerful one, that would be great."

"Little ghost, what do you want to do?" A burly big man glared with heavenly eyes, pointing at Boy and roared, muscles on his body taut, ready to pounce at any time.

"What do I do? Don't you know in your hearts?"

The corner of Boy's mouth curved up slightly, revealing a crafty smile; he fiddled with the blood blade in his hand, the blood light on the blade flashing and jumping with his movements.

"We didn't provoke you, why suddenly attack and hurt people?"

Among the crowd, an old man frowned, full of displeasure questioning.

This Xiao Mao Hai doesn't know a bit of worship for elders.

"Didn't provoke me? Stop pretending!"

Boy stopped the movement in his hand, "Earlier your gazes looking at me were like hungry wolves eyeing prey; if not for someone acting first, you'd have surrounded me long ago."

"Nonsense!" The big man's face flushed bright red, "Don't you spout blood!"

"Hmph, whether it's nonsense, you know yourselves."

Boy coldly snorted, full of disdain, "Now, hand over all the good stuff on you!"

"Outrageous! Do you know who we are?" The old man trembled with anger, striking the ground hard with his cane, "You're courting death!"

"I don't care who you are!" Boy held the blood blade horizontally, blade light flashing, "In my eyes, you're the same as that bunch, I just want to rob you!"

"You... you dare!" The big man jumped with rage.

"What's there not to dare?" Boy feared nothing, stepped forward one step, "You want to snatch my precious bones? Then I'll snatch everything from you first!"

Abruptly, sounds of killing shook heaven and earth, a fierce great battle erupted without warning.

Forces from the Liu Jie Da Li, every one of them not weak in strength; normally in their respective clans they were revered existences. However, now in this Chu Shi Zhi Di, and all at the Blood Moving realm, before Boy they were fragile as paper, unable to withstand a single blow.

"Little ghost, what exactly do you want?"

A burly big man with a face full of horizontal flesh, hands tightly gripping a cold-light-flashing heavenly axe, roared.

Boy revealed a smile full of mockery; the blood blade in his fingertips spun nimbly, unhurried and leisurely he said: "What do I want? Don't you know in your own hearts? Earlier your gazes looking at me were just short of directly swallowing me alive."

"Cease your reckless talk and false accusations! We have no past grievances, no recent enmity, well water doesn't offend river water, why suddenly make trouble against us?"

Boy pointed the blood blade at the big man, "Well water doesn't offend river water? Don't you pretend here! If not for that group acting first, you'd have swarmed over long ago. Truth is, today the good stuff on you, I'm determined to have!"

"Just relying on you, this brat whose hair hasn't even grown in?"

Hearing this, the big man instantly jumped with rage; double-handed heavenly axe, carrying the force of a thousand jun, chopped toward Boy.

Boy unhurried; the moment the heavenly axe was about to split him, his silhouette like lightning, nimbly dodged, easily avoiding this fierce attack.

Then Boy said: "That's right, relying on me, dealing with you all is more than enough!"

As soon as the words fell, he became like a black ghost, shuttling through the crowd.

The blood blade in his hand seemed like a nimble and fatal poisonous snake; every swing accompanied by a dazzling blood light flashing past; wherever it reached, everyone emitted miserable screams.

Although the opponent not only had numerous people, tactical coordination also extremely exquisite.

But before Boy's precious art, everything appeared so pale and powerless, fundamentally unable to pose any threat to Boy.

Boy rampaged horizontally on the battlefield; wherever he went, all were ruthlessly se dam, not a piece of armor left.

Not long after, the six forces suffered crushing defeats one after another.

You must know, these were all elite backbones from great clans; normally in their clans they called wind and rain, unmatched; now they lay horizontally and vertically on the ground without any image, groaning in pain.

Looking around, the scene instantly saw six "people mountains" piled from people appear, scene chaotic yet shocking.

"This... this is simply incredulous!"

A cultivator watching from the side, mouth wide open enough to stuff an egg in.

"A child still reeking of milk, actually single-handedly defeated six great clans' elites? If this spreads, who would believe it's true!"

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Boy held his head high and chest out, "All of you listen well! Go back and tell your clan people, bring top-grade precious arts or peerlessly rare treasures to ransom people. I've always been easy to talk to, as long as the stuff is good enough, I'll immediately release you."

Everyone's hearts shook violently—this child's appetite was truly too great! He was clearly determined to go head-to-head with all six Great Clans to the death.

"Qiao Shu, Bird Master, Jing Bi Dage, did you find that Mountain? It's just stepping up to the summit in one go—what's so hard about that? I'll go break this record right now!"

Boy turned his head and shouted at the three not far away.

Hearing this, Qiao Shu nearly lost his footing and stumbled directly.

Just as everyone was speaking one after another and discussing heatedly, an ancient, heavy stone stele emanating a mysterious aura slowly rose from underground.

Dazzling light shone on the stele, brilliant and blinding; within the light, a line of striking large characters gradually emerged.

"My god! What... what on earth is happening?" Among the crowd, someone let out a shout full of shock and doubt first.

"The Greatest Tribulation Robbery!" Four large characters clearly appeared before everyone's eyes, each seeming to contain a special power, impacting everyone's Inner Hearts.

Everyone was first stunned, their Brains going blank.

Immediately, the entire scene exploded in an instant, the crowd began to boil, and noisy discussion rose and fell without ceasing.

"How... how is this possible? Can this kind of thing even be recorded as a record?!"

"This record, no matter how you look at it, doesn't seem very glorious! Robbing others actually becoming a record—this is simply Unheard of."

Light flickered on the stele, sending him a prompt to add some content.

Seeing this, Boy didn't think at all, picked up his brush, and with a bold stroke, wrote eight large characters: Heaven-Endowed Divine Martial, Open and Aboveboard.

For a while, this news spread as if it had grown Wings, rapidly spreading throughout the Xu Shen Jie.

"Are you kidding? How is it this kid again! Where on earth did this person come from? How can he always cause such a big commotion?"

"The Greatest Tribulation Robbery, Heaven-Endowed Divine Martial, Open and Aboveboard? Did my ears go wrong and I misheard, or has my mind gone chaotic!"

"Where on earth did this child come from? Robbing others and still being able to speak so righteously and openly."

The entire Xu Shen Jie was in an uproar, with people sending others to Chu Shi Di one after another, wanting to investigate.

"One person actually robbed over a thousand people, and still wants to extort six Great Clans—outrageous to both men and gods!"

This disturbance caused by Boy spread farther and farther, its influence growing greater and greater.

Even the Great Figures of the Cave Heaven and Blessed Lands could not restrain their impulses, wanting to go see for themselves just who this child was, what heaven-reaching abilities he possessed, to stir up such Shocking Waves in this Xu Shen Jie. (Chapter End)