Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 815 - 800: Fierce Battle to the Death, Blood Race Death Warrior!

Chapter 815: Chapter 800: Fierce Battle to the Death, Blood Race Death Warrior!

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With the clash of combat filling the air, atop the Sky Vault, invisible fluctuations began to materialize, fading strands of purple Blood Mist rising, drifting towards both the Bronze Ancient City and the Blood-colored Floating Island.

At every moment, the purple Blood Mist continued to increase, signaling that lives were being lost without pause. The immense danger inherent in the collision of eight hundred thousand warriors could only be imagined.

Above the Bronze Ancient City, within the sea of blood formed from the essence of flesh and blood gathered by the Blood Tribe Blood Bone, waves of blood surged, and the sea of blood, initially only a few miles across, began to slowly solidify and expand.

Similarly, above the Blood Tribe Floating Island, as Human War Soldiers fell, the same purple Blood Mist gathered, and a sea of blood formed—this was the blood and bone of their own kind!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Severed bat wings, twisted leg bones, flesh scattering in all directions, and even heads soaring through the sky, blood painted the heavens with both Human War Soldiers and the Blood Tribe present.

These two races, hostile for timeless eons, shared not a word between them, only slaughter—it had been the only form of communication between the two great races for endless ages.

Ultimately, it was a struggle to snatch the hope of survival. For the warriors of the Gu Yuan Tribe, the most direct goal was to protect their own clan, putting aside the greater righteousness of the human race.

Righteousness was perhaps just a slogan for action. What truly mattered were the loved ones behind them.

They knew that to survive, they must exterminate the Blood Tribe—whether willing or unwilling, there was no room for turning back, because within this space, only one of the Human or Blood Tribe could leave. Whether for themselves or the old and young of their clan, they had to fight to the death.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosive airwaves shot into the sky, signifying the Towering Realm Martial Artists in combat. Likewise, countless strands of Human Combat Qi formed sword lights, shooting across the sky and continually striking at the Blood Tribe leaders. This was the Thousand-Faced Blood Sword Formation, capable of unleashing the attack power of the Layered Tower Realm.

Border Wasteland Region.

Countless martial warriors looked up into the Sky Vault, where the Heavenly River Mirror now showed an image stained with endless blood. Ordinary warriors, unable to see clearly the images within the Heavenly River, could still receive news of the ongoing battle.

The Towering Realm Martial Artists continually relayed what they observed to their fellow human tribesmen and kin, with the blood battle in the heavens intensely affecting them all.

"Hundreds of thousands of War Masters in battle—our Human Race will surely triumph, annihilating the alien races, kill kill kill!"

Though not present to witness such an imposing scene in person, the blood battles manifested within the vision still roused the fighting spirit of countless warriors.

It was a mark etched by bloodline kinship, as martial warriors clenched their fists tightly, eyes bulging with intensity. Though their weaker strength barred them from clearly making out the images in the Sky Vault, the unending crimson conveyed the sheer intensity of the slaughter within the Heavenly River!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

Across the Border Wasteland, countless warriors of the Human Battle Division, together with billions of their kin, fought on behalf of the Gu Yuan Tribe and the Border Wasteland itself. Unable to join the blood-soaked combat, they felt powerless, yet the desolate and profound sound of the horn never ceased to sound from the Gu Yuan Clan since entering the Secret Realm of the Heavenly River, day or night.

The desolate horn was a testament to the inexhaustible will of the human race to engage in conquest.

Bronze Ancient City.

Looking at the bloodstained Earth, Xiao Chen remained unfazed as if as immovable as Mount Tai, his composure also affecting the elders and many warriors on the City Wall.

Taking advantage of the War formation and numerical superiority, Xiao Bangtu and Mu Wu Ya led the War Masters encircling the Blood Tribe’s Blood Spear guards.

Although in terms of individual combat prowess, the warriors of the Gu Yuan Tribe were no match for the Blood Tribe Blood Spear guards, personal strength meant little in a battle of hundreds of thousands, and even a Towering Realm leader could be swallowed by the vast Sea of Blood.

Moreover, all the warriors of the Gu Yuan Tribe had trained in the War formation, with hundreds or thousands forming a single array, intertwined like links in a chain. In the brief moments of close-quarters combat, after initial panic, they adapted to the charge of the Blood Tribe and the Human Battle Formation once again rose unified.

When hundreds of thousands of War Masters engaged in combat, the Blood Qi released enveloped the entire space and Sky Vault. The dense blood color had even condensed to an extreme degree, blood mist forming droplets that fell from the sky.

"Have they come?" Xiao Chen sneered as he watched the skies fill with shadowy blood.

With his powerful spiritual awareness, Xiao Chen sensed undulating disturbances in the Void in front of the tribe. Using the endless blood color as cover, countless Dark Blood bats concealed in the darkness, naturally targeting the twenty thousand Battle Array Masters outside the Bronze Ancient City who had yet to make a move.

He arranged for the twenty thousand Battle Array Masters to form arrays before the Ancient City as a ploy to lure the Blood Tribe into attack. Xiao Bangtu’s role was to divert the attention of the Blood Tribe’s forces. Since the Blood Tribe’s Void Floating Island was difficult to penetrate, his intent was to draw out the living forces of the Blood Tribe from the Floating Island and then eliminate them.

"Death Warriors?"

Quickly sweeping through the Void with his spirit, Xiao Chen realized that these lurking Blood Tribe martial artists, though not weak in strength—with four Blood Tribe Nobles leading the team, and the dozens of warriors following all comparable in power to Towering Realm Martial Artists—without exception showed signs of depleted Blood Qi, akin to the withered Blood Qi of aged humans, nearing the end of their years.

"Clan leader, allow us to join the fight!" Xue Sha and other Nobles quickly volunteered.

Their fellow Nobles too noticed the concealed figures in the Void twenty miles away.

However, Xiao Chen simply waved his hand dismissively, for across the Void Floating Island, ten figures flew out in broad daylight, heading straight for the Bronze Ancient City without any attempt at concealment.

Without a doubt, these Blood Clan members were all of the Towering Realm. Their ostentatious appearance was meant to hold back the powerful members of the Gu Yuan Tribe.

"Qingling, prepare! Launch indiscriminate attacks in the void space in front of the ancient city and bombard those crawling creatures!"

After taking a deep breath, Xiao Chen’s mind reached out to Qingling, the spirit of the Bronze Ancient City.

"Master, all of the Flame Magma Cannons atop the ancient city are ready," Qingling quickly responded. The Elemental Stone reserves of the Gu Yuan Tribe were abundant enough to fully charge all of the city’s defensive cannons to unleash their maximum power.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Numerous Flaming Magma Cannons atop the city walls began to flash with crimson light, resembling flames. In an instant, fireballs surged from the Flame Magma Cannons and shot towards the void twenty miles away.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Flame Magma Cannons, relentless, kept spewing fireballs one after another, like burning suns trailing across the sky and turning the entire void into a vast ocean of fire.

Twenty miles away, above the battlefield where the War Masters were covered in a Blood Mist.

Within the Blood Mist, creatures resembling bats lurked in the void, stealthily approaching the Gu Yuan Tribe, led by four elderly figures among a total of more than fifty silhouettes.

It was Hun Xian and three other Blood Clan elders leading the way. These Blood Clan warriors all shared one thing in common, they were all old and near the end of their lives. Their appearance was specifically to defeat the Gu Yuan Clan’s Ten Thousand People Battle Formation Master.

"There’s no need for more words, everyone," one of the elders said. "Now, spread out. Other warriors of our race will hold back the Human Race’s strong ones. Our target is the Human War Soldiers forming the battle formation."

"Defeat all these Human Race Warriors, and the family has said that after the victory of this battle, the blood heirs of all present will be given priority training by our clan."

"Rest assured, elder, we are all nearing the end of our lives anyway. Rather than withering away to become nothing but a pool of blood, it is better to fight for our Blood Faint Noble Family. This, too, can be considered a proper death."

These people naturally knew the power of the Human Race War Formation Master comprised of ten thousand soldiers, which posed a terrifying force. That is why Hun Shixin had dispatched them.

Just as Xiao Chen had predicted, they were akin to the old generation of strong ones who had been in slumber in the Human Ancestral Court, they were death warriors.

Once they made a move, they had no intention of returning alive!

"Good! Let’s split up and hide our tracks right now,"

the leading Blood Clan elder commanded in a hoarse voice. But before he could finish, a gleam of flame flickered within his somewhat cloudy pupils.

"Not good, scatter quickly!"

"Scatter quickly!"

Atop the walls of the Bronze Ancient City,

each Elemental Stone Cannon began to roar. Within the shooting range of the Flame Magma Cannons, twenty miles of area was repeatedly lit by flashes, and they all felt as though they had been targeted.

The next moment, endless fireballs came one after another, becoming an immense sea of fire.

Sweeping across all directions, they instantly lit up the entire space, causing the warriors below who were engaged in battle to be dazzled by the intense brightness.

Countless fireballs bombarded the sky above the void, blowing it apart, causing the heavens and earth to rumble and turn the surrounding area into a sea of fire for miles on end.

Moreover, the whole area of the void right in front of the Bronze Ancient City was within the coverage of the bombardment. Fireballs of flaming magma rained down like a torrent against the sneaking Blood Clan warriors. In the blink of an eye, several Blood Clan warriors were overwhelmed by the boundless flames without a chance to react.

"Break out, hurry, to the direction of the Human Battle Formation Masters. Explode our blood bodies if we must, but we have to take down those Human Race Battle Formation Masters!"

The leading Blood Race elder Hun Xian shouted furiously, dodging the exploding flames all around him. His giant bat wings were already scorched, but there was no fear in his eyes, only a frenzy.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The elder’s silhouette darted back and forth, weaving through the fire’s explosions, but faced with the continuous onslaught of firepower rivaling that of Towering Realm warriors, he eventually collided with an exploding fireball!

Boom, boom, boom!

In an instant, splintered skeletons fell from the void, trailing black smoke, having been reduced to ashes.