Peerless War God

It was precisely because of his relationship with Zhao Yuanjing that he was able to obtain the best cultivation resources despite his lack of talent among the Zhao Family members. He was even forcefully promoted to the Tribulation Transcender Realm by Zhao Yuanjing.    

There was no other reason. Zhao Zheng was Zhao Yuanjing’s blood-related son.    

In fact, even though Zhao Zheng had the cultivation of the Tribulation Transcender Realm, his strength was very ordinary. However, this was not important.    

“Dad.”    

“Hey, my good son.”    

“Dad.”    

“Hey.”    

“Dad.”    

"..."    

Zhao Zheng shouted with all his might, and Zhao Yuanjing replied casually. As father and son, they looked rather warm and affectionate. If others saw this, they would definitely be envious.    

After a round of warmth, Zhao Zheng finally began to talk about serious matters.    

“Dad, why did you call me here?”    

He was very clear that every time Zhao Yuanjing called him, there was something he needed to do. There was no exception, but at the same time, he would also receive a lot of benefits. This was very comfortable.    

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanjing restrained his hypocritical smile. His face was solemn, and this made his already sinister face look even more gloomy. It was somewhat frightening.    

“I don’t have time.”    

“Ah?” Zhao Zheng was stunned. His face was blank and helpless. He completely did not understand what Zhao Yuanjing meant. He asked, “Dad, you don’t have time. This, what does this mean?”    

In his opinion, although Zhao Yuanjing looked very old, his aura was very stable. It did not seem like he was at the end of his lifespan.    

No time? What do you mean no time?    

Zhao Yuanjing walked up a few steps with a sullen face and came before Zhao Zheng. He patted Zhao Zheng’s shoulder and said, “Son, are you willing to help your father?”    

Zhao Zheng’s entire body shuddered, and his eyes turned red. He said emotionally, “Father, of course I’m willing. As long as you say the word, I won’t even frown even if I have to go through hell. Father, what happened to you?”    

“It’s good that you’re willing. You’re really my good son.”    

As soon as he finished speaking, blood surged out from Zhao Yuanjing’s hand that was on Zhao Zheng’s shoulder. Then, Zhao Zheng’s body began to melt bit by bit, like snow melting. Not only his body, but his soul also melted together.    

Zhao Zheng’s eyes widened as he stared at Zhao Yuanjing in disbelief.    

“Why…”    

Before he could finish speaking, he turned into a ball of blood energy and floated in midair. Zhao Yuanjing revealed a strange expression and opened his mouth to inhale. The blood energy entered his stomach, causing his aura to increase by a large amount.    

His old face also became younger after devouring Zhao Zheng’s blood energy. He had regained his youthful appearance, but his hair was still white.    

He licked his lips as if he had not had enough. “The blood energy of a blood relative is indeed great nourishment. The secret technique is true. Haha, I have hope of living forever.”    

A trace of malice flashed through Zhao Yuanjing’s eyes.    

His gaze was cold as he looked towards the sky. At this moment, his gaze penetrated the ground and shot into the distance.    

He could vaguely see a terrifying figure charging towards him at an astonishing speed.    

“It’s coming faster than I imagined. Looks like there’s really not much time left for me.”    

“Then let’s begin, the Blood Fusing Secret Technique.”    

Zhao Yuanjing pressed his palms together and swiftly formed a seal. He shot out a ray of blood light into the ground, and then a large blood-red formation was activated. It silently spread throughout the entire Anyang City.    

The strange blood-red formation covered the sky and the sun, causing a terrifying phenomenon, causing everyone to feel uneasy.    

The human cultivators within Anyang City saw this scene, and all of them felt their hearts shiver and their courage break. They were dumbstruck as they watched this scene.    

“What the heck is this? Why would it appear above Anyang City?”    

“Formation, it’s a formation! This formation enveloped the entire Anyang City, what is it trying to do?”    

“I feel an extremely evil aura. What a heavy baleful aura. This formation is too strange. No, we can’t stay here any longer. We must leave this place as soon as possible.”    

“What? We’re sealed by the formation and can’t leave? Dammit, what the heck is going on?”    

“Ah, my hands, my legs, why are they melting? Ah~”    

In an instant, along with the descent of the Blood Fusing Formation, all the cultivators and humans within Anyang City were turned into sacrifices. Their bodies started to melt, and then their souls. Finally, they turned into a ball of blood qi that flowed endlessly into the ground where Zhao Yuanjing was.    

Not long after, the An Yang City, which originally had a population of over ten million, had become a land of death. On the streets, in the houses, there was no one. There were only clothes left behind, describing the terrifying scene just now.    

Meanwhile, the Zhao Family Mansion was enveloped in a bloody light, as if a huge blood-colored egg was gestating something.    

Zhao Yuanjing, who was in the underground secret room, laughed wildly and crazily as he crazily and greedily devoured the blood energy that was almost endless.    

At the same time, his strength was also crazily increasing, reaching a terrifying state.    

"There's hope for me to break through."    

At this moment, Zhao Yuanjing was like a ball. After devouring countless amounts of blood energy, he was almost going berserk.    

The blood-colored formation under his feet was circulating at a high speed, assisting him in refining the power in his body, and also continuously increasing his strength.    

"Breakthrough, break through for me. Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, come again ~"    

...    

Not long after, a cold figure appeared outside the An Yang City, high up in the sky.    

Mo Hun looked down at the An Yang City, which was filled with killing intent that seemed to have condensed into a corporeal state. He was furious. This was clearly a sacrifice of the lives of the cultivators in the entire city to help him break through.    

"I'm still a step too late. I actually sacrificed the lives of a city. What a wicked secret technique."    

Chen Xiao's face was cold as he looked at the most conspicuous blood-colored egg in the Zhao Family Mansion below.    

A force that made him feel shocked was brewing within it. If it was allowed to come out, even he would be powerless.    

Before he truly broke out of the shell, he had to get rid of it.    

"Profound Feather Sword, go."    

Chen Xiao pointed with his right hand, and the Profound Feather Sword flew out, piercing straight into the blood-colored egg. The huge egg bounced the Profound Feather Sword away, but it was completely unharmed.    

The attack power of this sword was like a stone sinking into the ocean, completely useless.    

"Hmph, I don't believe that I can't break it. Seven Killing Sword Formation."    

The Heavenly Sword Box was unsheathed. The seven swords of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth formed a terrifying sword Qi sword formation, condensing into a sword dragon. The sword intent stirred the power of the Heavenly Dao and fused into it, causing its power to multiply.    

In the blink of an eye, the sword dragon had already reached a thousand feet in length.    

"One Sword Sky, hurry up."    

Chen Xiao formed a seal with his hands, and the sword dragon smashed down, sweeping past. Wherever it passed, sand and stones flew everywhere. Half of the Anyang City was destroyed with a single strike, and it heavily slashed onto the blood-colored egg.    

This strike had already surpassed the power of a peak Tribulation Transcender, reaching the immortal-level combat strength.    

Chapter 12 – The Power of the Sword