Peerless War God

The terrible knife wound caused by Li Juechen seemed to never recover. No matter how hard he tried to heal it, it didn't work. It kept healing, and then it kept opening up.    

A heart-wrenching pain swept through his entire body. His face was full of despair, and his face was extremely pale.    

He knew that he had lost. He had been defeated by Li Juechen. He had lost.    

Li Juechen had relied on his armor and the sharpness of his blade to gain the upper hand and defeat him. This was something that Shang couldn't accept.    

Relying on external forces to defeat him was nothing to be proud of. He felt extremely sullen in his heart.    

However, he couldn't say it out loud. He knew that something else was part of his capability.    

The reason why the Sha Clan had fallen to such a state was because they didn't have any external help.    

It was never a shameful thing to defeat one's enemies and opponents with external help. On the contrary, only the losers were shameful.    

Moreover, he knew very well that the opponent's strength was above his even without the help of the silver armor and the external object.    

"Cough, cough." Shaon coughed twice with difficulty, and a large mouthful of black blood gushed out of his throat, as if he couldn't stop it. "I, I lost."    

"Shaon."    

Shachi rushed over and protected Shaon behind him. His eyes were full of vigilance as he looked at Li Juechen, who was confronting him not far away.    

"Captain Shaon."    

"Lord Shaon."    

After that, Black Scale and the other Sand Yaos also rushed over and surrounded Sha Ang in the middle to protect him.    

It was obvious that they were afraid that Li Juechen would take the opportunity to kill him. In their minds, humans were despicable and despicable. They had used all kinds of insidious and cunning methods to cause the Sand Race to fall into such a state.    

Faced with the furious glares of the Sha Clan, Li Juechen didn't make any unnecessary movements from the beginning to the end. He just stood there quietly with a cold face.    

It was as if standing there and not saying a word was the greatest humiliation to the Shas.    

If they killed Shang, they would be able to cause significant damage to the Shas, but there was no need for that. The current Shas were no longer the Shas of ten thousand years ago.    

Li Juechen ignored Shang Ang and let him go. He showed pity and pity to the Sha Clan. That was the biggest threat to the Sha Clan.    

That was the most ruthless move.    

[I can kill you, but I don't kill you because I look down upon you. I don't put you in my eyes. You don't deserve to be my opponent.]    

That was Li Juechen's attitude. As long as he stood there, he would give off an overwhelming pressure.    

"Mighty General! Mighty General!"    

"A mere Sha Clan dares to challenge our great general. You must have suffered a lot this time. Hmph, if you know what's good for you, hand him over or get out of the way. We can go in and search for him."    

"Sha Race, you can't stop us. Make way for us so that you won't suffer more."    

Yuan Hongchou and the other two were overjoyed when they saw Li Juechen win and started to shout.    

"You guys have gone too far. Don't tell me that our Sha Clan can't even find peace in a corner? Do you really want to kill us all? Why? Why?"    

Sha Qi's eyes were bloodshot as he roared at the sky.    

However, no one or beast answered his question. This question was only in the depths of the Sand Race's heart.    

Ask yourself and you will find the answer.    

At this moment in time, a blurry water mirror in the underground hall of the Sha Race was standing in the air and reflecting the situation outside the array.    

The moment Sha Ang was defeated and spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, all the members of the Sha Race in the hall fell silent. Even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard, and it was a hundred times quieter than a corpse.    

At this moment, it was as if their vocal cords had been cut off by Li Juechen. They couldn't make a single sound.    

Some of the more cowardly members of the Sha Clan had already lowered their heads in fear. They didn't dare to look at the image in the water mirror.    

This scene was too terrifying and too familiar. It instantly reminded them of the scene of the Sha Race being suppressed ten thousand years ago.    

In that battle, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The sun and moon lost their light and blood shot into the sky. The Immortal Weapon Sect carried the might of the heavens and launched an indiscriminate attack on the Sha Race.    

If it weren't for the fact that the Sand King had fought back the entire Immortal Weapon Sect by himself at the last moment and protected the last bloodline of the Sha Race, the Sha Race would have ceased to exist.    

At this moment, the Sand King on the throne murmured in a low tone. It seemed like he was sighing, but also helpless.    

"A Tribulation Transcender. Heh, his strength is indeed not bad."    

These words shocked all the Sand Yaos. Their eyes bulged out as they stared at Li Juechen in the water mirror.    

A Tribulation Transcender - how many years had it been since they had heard this name?    

It wasn't that the Sand Race didn't know much, but that this title was a taboo in the Sand Race.    

In the great battle ten thousand years ago, all the experts of the Sand Demon Race that had survived the Great Cataclysm had died on the battlefield.    

Of course, the Immortal Weapon Sect had also paid a heavy price.    

Only after the Sand King fought did they manage to block the merciless suppression of the Immortal Weapon Sect, resulting in the current situation.    

However, what the Sand Race couldn't imagine or accept was that a new Longevity Immortal expert had appeared in the human race in less than ten thousand years.    

There were countless experts in the human race. On the other hand, if the Sha Race continued on like this, they would be lost forever.    

This was what the Sand Yaos were most scared of - the terrifying future that awaited them.    

Once there was no hope, they would be finished.    

"Heh, another Tribulation Transcender, and a human expert that I've never seen before. This is too shocking. Sigh."    

Within the hall, a Sha Race expert laughed bitterly and murmured.    

"There are countless human experts, but my clan is poor and dying. If this continues, it won't be long before my clan dies without the help of the Immortal Weapon Sect."    

"My King, the Sha Race is in danger."    

These people from the Sha Race were extremely sincere. Their voices were hoarse, and their eyes were red. Their eyes were filled with regret and hatred.    

Some of the old Sand Demons even kneeled down on the floor and started to cry.    

The only thing that could be heard in the huge Golden Hall was the sound of crying and the despairing atmosphere.    

After a while, the Sand King sighed and said, "That is why I asked for a change."    

"Change!"    

These two words were like a bolt of lightning that exploded in the hearts of the members of the Sand Race, causing their bodies to tremble uncontrollably.    

They knew that once the Sand King made up his mind to do something, it would be impossible to stop him.    

This meant that from now on, the Dust Crystal Ore Deposits of the Sand Race would be open to outsiders, including humans who had a blood feud with them.    

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