Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 908 - 461: Counterkill (Part 3)

Chapter 908: Chapter 461: Counterkill (Part 3)

Fang Zhixing walked forward, chuckling: "If you walk by the river often, your shoes are bound to get wet. You are too confident."

As he spoke, he approached Han Yeshang again, raising his right palm, with flames surging in his palm.

"Techniques·Fireball Sweep!"

In an instant, the void turned into a vast sea of fire, stretching thirty thousand miles!

"Blood Transformation Mist!"

Han Yeshang immediately cast a spell, releasing billowing blood mist.

The blood mist obscured the heavens and earth, extremely foul, with countless vengeful spirits faintly appearing.

The raging fire, under the impact of the blood mist, did not cause much lethal effect.

Han Yeshang secretly breathed a sigh of relief but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Blood Reversal again!" Han Yeshang clutched his chest, his face growing increasingly pallid.

A strong sense of crisis struck!

Even now, he still could not figure out Fang Zhixing’s true nature.

"He just acquired the Blood Heavenly Demon Technique recently, and probably hasn’t mastered any supreme skills yet."

"The burst skill he just used is somewhat similar to the method of a Heavenly Prison Guard."

"And then there are the spells..."

Han Yeshang quickly analyzed in his mind but couldn’t make sense of it.

What exactly was causing the blood reversal?

He wanted to escape.

But seeing Fang Zhixing pressing closer step by step...

Han Yeshang’s face turned completely sullen.

"Hmph, I just wasn’t confident I could kill you, but it doesn’t mean I don’t have the strength to defeat you!"

The will to fight arose in Han Yeshang’s heart, raising the shield and striking the snake sword.

Clang~

A visible sound wave erupted from the shield, layer upon layer overlapping.

"Sword and shield combined, Blood Scattering!"

The shockwave was vast in momentum, blasting onto Fang Zhixing.

In an instant, his blood surged and became chaotic, like tofu pieces being scattered.

Fortunately, he had the Six Stars Blood Heavenly Tyrant Demon Body, and his physical resilience was unimaginable.

Fang Zhixing’s figure only trembled a few times before stabilizing, his facial expression unchanged.

"Hmm??"

Han Yeshang was dumbfounded, looking down at his shield and snake sword, full of disbelief.

Fang Zhixing remained calm, gesturing: "Go on, feel free to use any killer move you have."

Han Yeshang drew in a sharp breath, veins popping in his eyes.

"Blood Transformation Divine Sword!"

The snake sword suddenly radiated brightly, the bronze sword light shining brilliantly, like a bolt of lightning shooting out, stabbing towards Fang Zhixing in an unpredictable trajectory.

"Good coming!"

Fang Zhixing smiled slightly, opened his mouth, and spewed out a streak of Samadhi True Fire.

Whoosh!

The deep red flame resembled a fiery dragon, biting the snake sword and swallowing it.

The snake sword struggled intensely, but soon quieted down.

"Puh~"

The mental link between Han Yeshang and the snake sword was burned, causing a backlash, and he vomited black blood.

"Why is my blood black?"

Han Yeshang was bewildered, hastily checking his internal condition.

What he found was alarming, his legs went weak, half-kneeling down.

At this moment, almost all the blood in his body had turned black, thick and filthy like sewage, flowing slowly.

"My blood is polluted!!"

Han Yeshang belatedly realized, and the fear in his heart grew infinitely.

"Wah!"

Han Yeshang coughed up another mouthful of blood, bleeding from his seven orifices.

No matter how he operated his Divine Skill, it was of no avail; his body deteriorated rapidly, entangled by numerous calamities, unable to stand up.

"Fellow Daoist, I am truly a disciple of the Blood Origin Sect’s founder. Please, for the sake of my master, spare my life."

Han Yeshang finally became fearful, pitifully begging.

Fang Zhixing remained unmoved, a little disappointed, sighing lightly: "You are, after all, at the Perfect Realm of seeing Heaven and Earth, equals with me, yet you couldn’t force me to use a single ultimate move."

At this moment, Fang Zhixing profoundly felt his own strength.

The two passive skills derived from just the Six Stars Physical Body had played Han Yeshang to death.

The three trump card killing moves didn’t have a chance to be used.

But honestly, Han Yeshang wasn’t weak. He possessed the Spirit Blood Body, and the Wuming Blood Transformation Divine Skill was also quite outstanding.

It’s just a pity he encountered the more exceptional Fang Zhixing.

[1, Kill or defeat 10 or more same-level life forms (1/10)]

[4, Absorb 3 or more special blood bodies (1/3)]

"Hmm, not bad."

Fang Zhixing smiled in satisfaction, then asked the Purple Water Chestnut Moth, "Have you heard of the Blood Origin Divine Palace?"

The Purple Water Chestnut Moth replied repeatedly, "I’ve heard of it. The Blood Origin Divine Palace is unlike Lingyan Palace, its influence is very vast. Besides the divine palace, it occupies an entire star ring, with billions of planets."

Fang Zhixing clicked his tongue secretly and, after thinking for a moment, transformed his appearance and physique to resemble Han Yeshang.

After organizing a large number of Han Yeshang’s memory fragments, the truth surfaced.

Han Yeshang’s true identity was as a true disciple of the Blood Origin Sect. His master was a son of the Blood Origin Sect’s founder, name unknown, nicknamed ’Blood Gentleman.’

This guy had never actually been to the Blood Origin Divine Palace; he had just heard the Blood Gentleman mention it a few times, longing for it immensely.

Previously, he was cultivating on a planet in the Blood Origin Star Ring, and came to the Rasham Star Sea for treasure hunting.

But after arriving, he unexpectedly discovered that this place was a Heavenly Sacred Land where, if you had the strength, you could almost do whatever you wanted.

So he decided not to return and, in the Rasham Star Sea, established a cave residence, under the guise of the Blood Origin Divine Palace, secretly plotting and devouring one special blood body after another.

Until today, he fell into Fang Zhixing’s hands.

"Han Yeshang’s skin can really be utilized well."

Fang Zhixing donned a suit of blood clothes, howled up to the sky, and flew back, taking Xigou and the Purple Water Chestnut Moth with him.

"Seek revenge where needed, everyone who harmed me must die!"