Dominating Martial King
Chapter 691: 307: Young Blood Revenge (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 691: Chapter 307: Young Blood Revenge (Please Subscribe)_2

Blood Vengeance Blade Lord slightly furrowed his brows, somewhat surprised, “You’ve learned the Extreme Move that I created? And you’ve even improved upon it, impressive!”

His Sword Force changed once again.

Divine Wind Bright Mirror Blade*Void Hall Mirror!

Thus, the sharp Sword Qi that contained the ‘Formless Divine Blade’ slashed towards Chu Xisheng’s throat again.

Chu Xisheng, looking utterly helpless, could only use the same sword technique.

Divine Wind Bright Mirror Blade*Void Hall Mirror!

Half a moment into their battle, the expressions on both of their faces were twisted with pain.

Extreme Move*Return Light!

—I reflect!

Extreme Move*Return Light!

—I reflect your reflection!

Divine Wind Bright Mirror Blade*Void Hall Mirror!

—I reflect the reflection of your reflection!

Divine Wind Bright Mirror Blade*Void Hall Mirror!

—I, too, reflect the reflection of your reflection!

The actual situation was, of course, more complicated.

Chu Xisheng kept using movement techniques to dodge.

I don’t want to keep reflecting boringly, can’t I just dodge it?

Whatever ‘Overlooked Cloud Smoke,’ whatever ‘Smoke Cloud Sky Jump,’ he used every kind of movement Extreme Move.

He also used all of his Talent Abilities like ‘Master of Divine Wind,’ ‘Timeless Moment.’

However, at this time, Blood Vengeance Blade Lord’s cultivation had reached the Fifth Grade Upper, a tier higher than him.

This man’s speed of movement was absolutely no less than that of Chu Xisheng.

Even their Sword Speeds seemed almost equal.

No matter how Chu Xisheng changed his movement techniques, Blood Vengeance Blade Lord always managed to react.

Thus, between the two of them, it was still reflection after reflection and then more reflection.

Within the Formless Divine Sect’s Dao Yi Hall, Li Changsheng’s chubby face was expressionless, while others leisurely sipped tea and chatted.

“How long do you think it’ll take for the two of them to finish?”

“Not sure, Chu Xisheng has the Blood of Ten Thousand Ages, he should be able to last until the end. But the physical strength of Blood Vengeance Blade Lord isn’t weak either; he possesses the ‘Supreme Golden Body’, a breath that lasts long, otherwise, how could he, by his own power, suppress all Martial Cultivators in the world, severely injure thirty-seven God Demons, and slay seven Super-grade in the Divine Tribulation?”

“Chu Xisheng’s cultivation is one tier lower, yet he can compete with Blood Vengeance Blade Lord, this is really an unexpected joy.”

“He’s worthy of the Blood Vengeance Saint Transmission! However, Blood Vengeance Blade Lord’s Magic Artifact is still somewhat lacking; the conditions of the Sword Lord’s family were modest, his resources for cultivation were insufficient before reaching Sixth Grade, only shining in the Time Secret Realm.”

“They’re still reflecting! It has already been twelve hours, hasn’t it? Don’t they get bored with this?”

“No way around it, their strongest method is the Vengeance Blade. Without breaking through the defense of the Vengeance Blade, they can only keep reflecting until the end. But the frequency of their exchanges has slowed down—”

At this moment, four quarters of an hour had elapsed in the Secret Realm since the two of them had begun fighting.

Outside, four quarters of an hour were equivalent to twenty-four hours.

Inside, the two were still in fierce battle, but the process was so monotonous that those present hardly wanted to glance at it.

Only Li Changsheng had to keep his attention at all times.

He was already feeling nauseated watching it.

If not Return Light, then Void Hall Mirror; if not Void Hall Mirror, then Return Light.

They occasionally used other techniques within the Divine Wind Bright Mirror Blade such as ‘Sealing and Closing’ and ‘Skewed Light and Shadow’, but the theme was still those two moves.

Li Changsheng reckoned, can’t you change the style of fighting?

He turned his head to look at the Imperial Hall Master, Yan Guilai, “Junior Brother Yan, why don’t you replace me—”

Yan Guilai seemed not to hear, he turned his head away, whispering with the Grand Elder of Heavenly Artifact Institute, Yu Yunxiang, laughing and talking.

Li Changsheng then looked towards the Disciplinary Institute Master, Lu Shouyang, who directly met his gaze sharply and retorted, “Sect Master cannot be careless, among us here, only the Sect Master has the capability to contend with Zhu Guangyin. We can aid the Sect Master, but we have no power to intervene in the Secret Realm.”

Li Changsheng sighed lightly and continued staring at the image in front of him.

The Grand Elder of Mage Institute, Zhi Feizi, looked thoughtful, “I observe that the True Yuan of Blood Vengeance Blade Lord is nearly half-spent. From this, it can be seen that Zhu Guangyin does not have much reserve power left, which is somewhat good news.”

Otherwise, that ‘Master of Time’ could easily twist the rules and supply endless Primordial Qi to Blood Vengeance Blade Lord.

Of course, if Zhu Guangyin truly dared to do that, it would be tantamount to shamelessly attacking Chu Xisheng himself.”

They of the Formless Divine Sect would never stand by and watch.

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Twenty-four hours later, Chu Xisheng’s floating altar finally passed through the space-time tunnel.

Chu Xisheng staggered out from inside, and before he could even take in the surroundings of the third layer secret realm, he half-knelt on the ground, retching a few times.

His face was as pale as paper.

At that moment, the figure of Little Zhao transformed into a streak of white light and appeared in front of Chu Xisheng, “Brother?”

Seeing Chu Xisheng looking like this, she felt immensely heartbroken and extremely worried.

But on closer inspection, Little Zhao found that Chu Xisheng’s status was still good.

He wasn’t injured, his Divine Soul was intact, and his blood energy was full—

Only Chu Xisheng’s complexion looked ghostly and terribly awful.

At this point, Leng Chanra also came over; his hands clasped around a sword, his eyes filled with doubt, “Did you encounter a Fifth Grade Upper Candle Dragon inside? It shouldn’t be that bad, right? What exactly did you do inside? Not only did you stay a whole twenty-four hours, but you also look nauseous and disgusted with life?”

He had expected that even if Chu Xisheng encountered a Candle Dragon three realms higher than him, he could resolve the opponent in a very short time.

Chu Xisheng’s explosive power was extremely strong; unless his opponent’s overall strength truly surpassed his, it would be very difficult to last even half a moment.

Chu Xisheng thought to himself, if you were in a duel using ‘Return Light’ continuously for twenty-four hours, using ‘Void Hall Mirror’ for twenty-four hours, you’d be vomiting too.