Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 529 - 297 Princely Heir

Chapter 529: 297 Princely Heir

Wow!

There’s actually a hidden master at the scene!

This person had been silently observing the battle between Fang Zhixing and Qiu Wuliang.

Then, just as Fang Zhixing thought he had won a complete victory and relaxed for a split second, the person suddenly launched a stealth attack.

The timing was almost perfect!

For a moment, Fang Zhixing’s body was covered in bloodstains, torn and tattered.

"Spider silk..."

Fang Zhixing’s first thought was that it was an attack from that Heavenly People elder of the Luo Family.

But wasn’t Tian Luo killed by Heavenly Locust?

The next second, Fang Zhixing saw clearly the attacker, a young man with a short beard!

This young man looked extremely sleazy, like a rat in the gutter, with a vicious and malicious grin.

"When Qiu Wuliang was killed by me, this person didn’t make a move to stop it."

Fang Zhixing instantly realized that the sleazy young man was not on the same side as Qiu Wuliang.

Just thinking of this, the bloodstains on his body vanished in an instant, healed as before.

Despite the cutting of the spider silk, such damage couldn’t bother Fang Zhixing at all.

Surviving a headshot is just this twisted!

However, Xigou wasn’t so lucky; his entire body was dismembered, turned into a heap of flesh.

"May I ask who you are?"

Fang Zhixing turned around unhurriedly, his gaze intently falling on the sleazy young man.

"Hehe, it seems you have never seen this Princely Heir before."

The sleazy young man spoke, ripping off the eunuch’s uniform he wore to reveal a resplendently luxurious python robe.

"So it’s the Crown Prince himself who has graced us with his presence."

A light flashed in Fang Zhixing’s eyes as he realized, "If I’m not mistaken, you’re called Ji Kuanji."

"Hmph, you think you have the right to speak this Princely Heir’s name?"

Ji Kuanji’s eyes widened slightly as he raised his right hand and made a grasping motion at Fang Zhixing from a distance.

In an instant, within Fang Zhixing’s Divine Soul Perception, a web formed from nearly invisible spider silk materialized.

Each strand of spider silk carried a terrifyingly sharp aura.

A particle of dust floating in the air was suddenly cleaved into two.

Fang Zhixing was unfazed, as his Mad Blood Blade Gang chopped out, slashing around him.

The dense shadows of his blade formed a sphere that suddenly expanded, spreading in all directions.

Swish, swish, swish!

All the spider silk broke!

But something was off, and Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but frown.

Unexpectedly!

In the next instant, a strand of spider silk turned from ethereal to corporeal as if appearing out of nowhere, suddenly wrapping around Fang Zhixing’s neck and lifting him off the ground.

Fang Zhixing’s heart chilled, and he immediately swung his blade at his head.

The blade skimmed the strand of spider silk, cleanly cutting through it.

However, eerily, the spider silk reconnected in the blink of an eye.

Fang Zhixing swung his blade rapidly, severing the spider silk hundreds of times in a moment.

But the silk always reconnected quickly, as though it could never be fully severed.

Ji Kuanji slowly walked over, saying with a smile: "Undying, right? Mmm, this Princely Heir hasn’t encountered a decent Undying in a very long time."

With his arms crossed over his chest, he looked at Fang Zhixing who was still struggling and said proudly, "No matter how fast your blade is, it’s not faster than the regenerating speed of my spider silk."

He played with that strand of spider silk, slowly saying: "This Divine Skill is called ’Hanging by a Thread.’ Anyone wrapped in the spider silk has no hope of escape."

Fang Zhixing was already suffocating, his face turning red as he said, "I didn’t expect you to know the Luo Family’s Martial Arts."

Ji Kuanji chuckled coldly: "Yes and no. To be precise, this Princely Heir has merely imitated the Luo Family’s Martial Arts, and indeed, it outshines even the original."

"Imitation?"

Fang Zhixing’s mind was shaken as he exclaimed, "Could it be that this is your Divine Skill?"

Ji Kuanji nodded and said, "Exactly, I possess the Imperial Bloodline, and after cultivating to the Hundred Cows Realm, it was natural for me to awaken the Bloodline Divine Ability ’Myriad Phenomena.’ This Divine Skill is profoundly incomprehensible; in theory, it can imitate any Cultivation Technique..."

Bloodline Divine Ability!!

Fang Zhixing blinked. Generally, only Mutant Beasts of the Fifth Level had Bloodline Divine Abilities.

Xigou, although of the Fifth Level Bloodline, hadn’t fully matured and hadn’t awakened his Divine Skill yet.

If the Human Race too awakened Bloodline Divine Skills, there was only one possibility.

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help thinking of the two options presented to him on the Stele he found before advancing to the Hundred Cows Realm:

1. Human Race

2. Transformation Series

Clearly, Ji Kuanji had chosen the Transformation Series.

He was no longer human!

Moreover, it seemed that if the Imperial Family chose to achieve Saintification, they would ultimately be of the Transformation Series.

Perhaps, the ruling Imperial Family of the Great Zhou Dynasty weren’t human at all?!

Fang Zhixing, struggling, shouted: "Myriad Phenomena, can it really imitate all Cultivation Techniques? Including mine?"

"Of course!"

Ji Kuanji laughed and said, "Otherwise, how do you think the Imperial Family has suppressed all the heroes of the world?

No matter what Burst Skills you cultivate, no matter what wonderful Divine Skills you awaken, our Imperial Bloodline can imitate them all.

And with our powerful Bloodline strength, the might of the skills we release will certainly surpass that of the original owners!"

Imitating all the enemy’s skills!

And having power superior to those of the same rank!

The combination of these two made them virtually invincible!

Fang Zhixing’s expression was pained as he yelled, "I don’t believe it. Try imitating mine!"

Ji Kuanji sneered, "Don’t be impatient; once I have eaten you, all that’s yours will belong to me."

"Eaten?!"

Fang Zhixing’s face was as stern as water, he clicked his tongue and said, "You really aren’t human!"

"Hahaha!"

Ji Kuanji threw his head back and laughed, tossing aside the python robe, and his figure suddenly began to swell.

His limbs turned into four paws.

His body became a thick and long python, with black and white scales covering his entire body, stretching over a hundred meters long!

That wasn’t all!

Horns grew out of his head.

His back writhed, and two fleshy wings unfolded.