Peerless War God

White cracks appeared on the blood cocoon, and it was quickly repaired.    

Immediately after, a blood light flashed, and an extremely strong rebound force came out, bouncing the Black Demon Pestle away.    

Chen Xiao laughed and did not mind. He then rushed over at an even faster speed, and the Black Demon Pestle in his hand swung round, smashing down once again.    

"Aooo ~"    

A muffled sound was heard, and the ground shook. The blood cocoon was smashed into the ground, and the white cracks on it increased in number, showing signs of collapse.    

However, under the support of Zhao Yuanjing, it was still continuously repaired.    

Seeing this, Chen Xiao sneered, "I want to see how long you can hold on."    

The Black Demon Pestle was swung round by him, and in just a breath's time, it had smashed out hundreds of times. Each time, he used all his strength, comparable to an ordinary attack from an immortal-level cultivator.    

The attack under the storm finally could not withstand the blood cocoon, and a large hole was opened up. The filthy blood and the dense murderous aura surged out and pounced towards the black clone.    

The murderous aura was extremely ferocious, and it caught Chen Xiao off guard. He had nowhere to hide.    

"Blood Evil God Needle."    

Under Zhao Yuanjing's wild laughter, he began to counterattack. The boundless blood aura completely covered An Yang City, and it also wrapped Chen Xiao within.    

The Blood Evil God Needle condensed from the murderous aura had a terrifying soul attack power. It struck Chen Xiao's forehead and drilled in.    

"Hmm? Soul attack?" Chen Xiao stood in place and was stunned for a moment. His expression was rather strange.    

When Zhao Yuanjing saw this scene, he realized that he had succeeded in retaliating.    

"Haha, arrogant fellow, you have been struck by my Blood Evil Divine Needle. At such a close distance, it will have a great effect on your soul. You are dead for sure."    

Zhao Yuanjing was extremely arrogant, thinking that he had the upper hand.    

He had been holding back and not retaliating previously because he wanted to wait for this moment. He wanted to use his full strength to kill his opponent in one strike.    

Suddenly, the smile on Zhao Yuanjing's face froze. He looked as if he had seen a ghost. "You, you don't have a soul. That's impossible."    

He felt as if he was about to go crazy. His eyes were as wide as bells as he stared at Chen Xiao.    

Under Zhao Yuanjing's control, the Blood Evil Divine Needle easily penetrated into the spiritual sea of the black clone. However, he was confused because he did not discover the existence of a soul.    

In front of him, there was only a wisp of black flame floating quietly, emitting a strong fluctuation of emotion.    

"Damn it, this is actually a puppet clone. How is this possible? You..."    

Zhao Yuanjing understood and cursed.    

He had never met such a monster before. Even his clone had the combat strength of an immortal-level. It was too terrifying.    

His first reaction was to turn around and run. However, it was easy to come here, but it was difficult to escape.    

"Since you have come, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"    

“Who exactly are you? Why are you making things difficult for me? Has my Blood Spirit Church offended you? I’m willing to apologize to you.”    

Zhao Yuanjing said anxiously.    

He roared furiously while controlling the Bloodfiend Divine Thorn to fly out of the Soul Sea, intending to flee.    

“Soul Seizing Sword.”    

Suddenly, a chill arose in his heart. Zhao Yuanjing’s peripheral vision only caught sight of a wisp of a green light that flashed by, and its speed was extremely swift.    

“Ah!”    

The Soul Seizing Sword collided with the Bloodfiend Divine Thorn, and the Bloodfiend Divine Thorn instantly shattered into countless fragments that vanished into nothingness, whereas the Soul Seizing Sword was completely unharmed.    

“Puchi!”    

At the deepest depths of the blood cocoon, Zhao Yuanjing that had transformed into the appearance of a human chrysalis spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became dispirited as well, and his countenance was extremely pale.    

The Bloodfiend Divine Thorn was connected to his mind, and once it was destroyed, even his soul would suffer damage.    

Moreover, because this wisp of his mind was destroyed by the Soul Seizing Sword, even Zhao Yuanjing wasn’t very clear about what had occurred in the Black Clone’s Soul Sea earlier.    

He only knew that the Bloodfiend Divine Thorn had actually been defeated when it entered the other party’s Soul Sea, and it even suffered a great backlash. It was truly a joke.    

He originally thought that it was his killing move, yet it had become a counterattack that was utilized by someone else. What a waste.    

His eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and he didn’t dare believe it. “How could it be? Even a soul attack is useless against it? Exactly who is this person? No, it’s almost too late.”    

At this critical juncture, he had no way out. He could only fight to the death.    

Therefore, Zhao Yuanjing increased the speed of refining the blood cocoon. Gradually, the human chrysalis began to transform, becoming faster and faster.    

"You forced me, you forced me, ah ~"    

Zhao Yuanjing shouted crazily. He used all of the power of the blood cocoon and pounced towards Chen Xiao.    

He wanted to force Chen Xiao to retreat first, then accelerate the refinement of the secret technique.    

It had to be said that as the true sect master of the Blood Spirit Cult, the person controlling him behind the scenes, whether it was in terms of scheming or strength, he was far superior to Bai Gu and Xue Yi.    

Unfortunately, he had met Chen Xiao.    

Zhao Yuanjing's face was ferocious. With a surging killing intent, he used a stronger killing move, "Blood Sea Demon Soul."    

In an instant, the entire An Yang City turned into a sea of blood. Ghosts wailed and wolves howled. Countless demonic souls formed from the blood-colored killing intent floated out of the blood sea and pounced towards Chen Xiao.    

"Return my life, return my life."    

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die ~"    

"Am I dead? How did I die? No …"    

"Kill, kill, kill. You should die too. I'm so jealous. You are actually still alive. Die together."    

Under the support of the killing intent and resentment, the countless ghosts and demonic souls actually materialized. It could be seen that all the humans in An Yang City had died in a grievous manner.    

Under the execution of Zhao Yuanjing, an endless amount of ghosts and demonic souls rushed towards Chen Xiao from all directions.    

Chen Xiao's face was gloomy as he quickly retreated. He did not want to confront him head on.    

"Hmph, you all died in vain. Zhao Yuanjing is the one who committed the crime. There is always a cause for a debt. You should not have come to me. You should have gone to him."    

In midair, Chen Xiao shouted. With the support of his spiritual will, it was like the sound of the heavenly voice, deafening and piercing.    

Many of the evil ghosts and devil souls following the trend were shocked by the spiritual will. They actually woke up for a moment, and then they let out painful and despairing wails, with two streams of blood and tears flowing out.    

"Zhao Yuanjing harmed me."    

"Zhao Yuanjing harmed me."    

"It was the Zhao Family who harmed us. We should seek revenge on Zhao Yuanjing."    

"Revenge, Zhao Yuanjing, I want revenge."    

More and more devil souls were awakened by Chen Xiao's influence. Some of them even turned around without hesitation and pounced towards Zhao Yuanjing who was in the blood cocoon.    

When Zhao Yuanjing saw this, he was a little panicked.    

The mortals and cultivators who had died in the An Yang City had accumulated a terrifying resentment. He originally wanted to use this resentment for his own use, but he had never thought that he would suffer a great backlash.    

It was also because Chen Xiao's spiritual will was far above his that he was able to wake up the devil souls formed from the resentment for a moment.    

Zhao Yuanjing was furious. "Hmph, a bunch of dead ghosts. They are already dead, so what can they do to me?"    

"Explode."    

"Explode."    

Following that, one devil soul after another woke up and exploded, wiping out the last trace of existence in the world.    

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