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Chapter 273: The Primordial Spirit
🕑 Added 2024-10-24 07:16:57 +0000 UTCAt this moment, Zhang Yuanji could clearly feel the immense power that only a Seven-Star Martial God could wield!
Amazing! Truly amazing!
He cast a cold glance at Zhao Xinghe, who was still trying to flee, and sneered.
In an instant, Zhang Yuanji’s body moved like lightning, charging forward.
Under the [Heavenly Darkness Veil], it wasn’t easy for Zhao Xinghe to escape. Zhang Yuanji lunged with his sword in hand.
Swoosh—
The sword's speed was at its peak, stabbing directly at Zhao Xinghe's back.
But it seemed Zhao Xinghe had anticipated this. With a thought, a powerful surge of energy erupted from his back, forming a shield of condensed energy.
The energy shield created by the Seven-Star Martial God was incredibly strong. Ordinary attacks couldn’t break through it.
But Zhang Yuanji's sword wasn’t ordinary—it was a divine-grade weapon!
Swoosh—
The powerful sword pierced through the energy shield and, in the next instant, penetrated Zhao Xinghe's body.
Pfft—
Zhao Xinghe spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking down, he saw a long sword protruding from his chest.
“So… so sharp…”
The [Heavenly Darkness Veil] began to dissipate, and Zhao Xinghe could clearly see the sword that had run him through.
“You… go to hell!!!”
With his heart impaled and his strength draining rapidly, Zhao Xinghe had no means of escape.
At that moment, Zhang Yuanji, with a single thought, unleashed a torrent of white flames from the sword.
The terrifying white flames surged into Zhao Xinghe’s body, engulfing him in an inferno.
Boom—
The white flames exploded with terrifying force. Zhang Yuanji leapt back as Zhao Xinghe, engulfed in flames, writhed in agony.
Desperately, Zhao Xinghe summoned all his remaining strength, releasing a torrent of water-attributed energy in an attempt to extinguish the flames.
But it was futile.
No matter how hard he tried, the white flames could not be extinguished.
Before long, his body collapsed to the ground.
“Hmm? Still not dead?”
Seeing this, Ye Fan’s eyes filled with curiosity. There was no notification from the system about gaining evolution points.
Clearly, Zhao Xinghe wasn’t dead yet!
“So, the old man still has some tricks up his sleeve,” Zhang Yuanji muttered, noticing a blue light emerging from Zhao Xinghe’s scorched body.
The blue light shot off into the distance.
A Primordial Spirit!
It was Zhao Xinghe’s primordial spirit, fleeing to avoid total annihilation.
As long as the primordial spirit wasn’t destroyed, he wouldn’t truly die.
With a thought, Zhang Yuanji shot forward, pursuing the primordial spirit. Having burned so much of his blood essence, his strength now matched that of a Seven-Star Martial God.
In an instant, Zhang Yuanji caught up to Zhao Xinghe’s fleeing primordial spirit.
“Zhao Xinghe, did you think you could escape?” Zhang Yuanji laughed maniacally.
Raising his sword, he slashed at the primordial spirit.
Slash!!!
“No!!!”
Though Zhao Xinghe had remained silent even while his body burned, he now let out a heart-wrenching scream.
He knew that once his primordial spirit was destroyed, he would truly die.
But there was no time to resist.
Swoosh—
With a single slash, Zhao Xinghe’s primordial spirit was cleaved in two.
The spirit shattered, disintegrating into countless points of light.
[Killed Seven-Star Martial God, gained 700,000,000 evolution points]
“So, even a Seven-Star Martial God can project their primordial spirit.”
“As long as the primordial spirit isn’t destroyed, they don’t truly die,” Ye Fan remarked as he watched the scene.
Looking back at Zhao Xinghe’s charred body, blood began to seep from it, flowing into Ye Fan’s sword.
[Absorbed Seven-Star Martial God's blood essence, gained 7,000 energy points]
[Absorbed Seven-Star Martial God's blood essence, gained 7,000 energy points]
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“Ah, that feels good.”
Seeing his evolution points steadily rise, Ye Fan felt a rush of satisfaction.
The blood essence being absorbed nourished Zhang Yuanji’s body, rejuvenating him.
Zhang Yuanji closed his eyes, savoring the replenishing blood essence.
It felt amazing.
Moreover, the energy that had been lost from Zhao Xinghe’s death was continuously being absorbed by Ye Fan and transferred to Zhang Yuanji.
Having gone through such an intense battle, Zhang Yuanji could feel his strength increasing dramatically.
He was now close to breaking through to the level of a Six-Star Martial God!
And the [Bloodthirsty Frenzy] effect still hadn’t worn off.
“You actually killed Zhao Xinghe… and so many of our sect members.”
At that moment, Zhao Yongsheng flew over, his expression icy cold.
He had been caught off guard under the [Heavenly Darkness Veil] and had failed to react in time.
Now, seeing the aftermath, he was enraged.
“You were the ones who tried to kill me first,” Zhang Yuanji said coldly, staring at Zhao Yongsheng. His eyes were devoid of any sentiment, replaced by a faint glimmer of killing intent.
He had tasted the power that came from slaying other martial artists and absorbing their energy.
If he could kill Zhao Yongsheng, his strength might even advance to the Six-Star Martial God level!
A Six-Star Martial God was considered a high-tier martial god and could even begin cultivating their primordial spirit.
As long as the primordial spirit remained intact, even if the body was destroyed, it could be reformed!
The thought filled Zhang Yuanji with excitement.
“You were the one who made a mistake first.”
“And you dared deceive me with that sword,” Zhao Yongsheng said coldly.
As he spoke, he raised the fake sword and slashed down.
Swoosh—
A terrifying tornado of energy burst forth, barreling toward Zhang Yuanji.
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