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Chapter 829 - 829 829 The Art of Blood Refinement

829: Chapter 829: The Art of Blood Refinement 829: Chapter 829: The Art of Blood Refinement Smoke Demon was shocked.

As the pipe he was preparing to swing at Bai Xiaofan’s hand changed direction, he aimed it at the incoming slash of Bai Xiaofan’s Dragon Sparrow Sword and struck forward…

Clang!

A metallic clash reverberated into the ears of everyone present.

Blurt!

Bai Xiaofan felt a tang of bitterness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, staggering two steps backward, his face turning slightly pale.

Meanwhile, Smoke Demon also retreated two steps, his arm holding the pipe trembling slightly.

Droplets of fresh blood oozed from the base of his thumb and dripped onto the ground.

Though Smoke Demon didn’t spit blood, the impact had torn the webbing of his thumb.

The terrifying force behind their exchange was evident.

One move!

Bai Xiaofan coughed up blood and was injured!

Smoke Demon’s hand holding the pipe was torn open at the thumb!

Smoke Demon slightly had the upper hand!

Looking at Bai Xiaofan across from him, whose face was pale yet whose eyes were glinting with a bloodthirsty glimmer, Smoke Demon appeared outwardly calm, but inwardly was rattled to the core, shocked to death…

How could this be?

The opponent was merely at the half-step Nascent Soul level.

How could this strike injure him instead?

The tremendous counterforce—it was so strong that even he, a half-step Divinity Transformation expert, had his thumb torn.

Yet why was Bai Xiaofan’s hand holding the sword completely unharmed?

It seems Senior Brother Li Qiu personally bringing people here wasn’t without reason.

However, a surge of battle lust arose in Smoke Demon’s heart shortly after.

This fighting spirit had been dormant since he returned to the village from the international underground forces after many years.

Back in those days, he was infamous within the international underground circles, his name, Smoke Demon, striking fear.

But now, so many years had passed, and only few still remembered.

“Bai Xiaofan, I heard you have a nickname internationally—The God of Killing.

What a coincidence.

Back in the day, they called me Smoke Demon not because I was obsessed with smoking, but because every strike of this pipe in my hand would claim lives, turning people into lost souls.

With this pipe, I dominated America’s underground forces!”

With the rekindling of his fighting spirit, Smoke Demon gripped the pipe firmly, his eyes filled with murderous intent, locking onto Bai Xiaofan like a predator stalking its prey.

The Black Witch Tribe members surrounding them saw their Third Elder reignite his battle lust after so many years.

They were so exhilarated they almost went berserk, their attacks on Xiao Mei growing even more ferocious!

They sought to pay homage to their Third Elder in this manner!

Watching Smoke Demon’s fighting spirit burn bright before him, Bai Xiaofan curled his lips into a bloodthirsty grin, slowly leveling the Dragon Sparrow Sword before him.

“Then let’s see whether your pipe is tougher or my Dragon Sparrow Sword sharper!”

Killing intent surged around Bai Xiaofan, his demeanor bloodthirsty, icy, and terrifying enough to cause chills…

Bai Xiaofan at this moment seemed transformed—a far cry from the always-smiling Bai Xiaofan seen earlier.

The Black Witch Tribe members locked in combat with Xiao Mei noticed Bai Xiaofan’s shift and couldn’t help but shudder.

Meanwhile, Xiao Mei seized the opportunity, stabbing out swiftly with her Green Lotus Sword.

In an instant, two skilled opponents fell beneath Xiao Mei’s Green Lotus Sword, one of whom was even at the mid-stage Nascent Soul level.

Bai Xiaofan and Smoke Demon both took notice of the surrounding events.

However, they had no time to spare, as they were already locked in a fierce fight, battling with no regard for their lives.

Bai Xiaofan, relying on his body’s superior constitution over ordinary cultivators and wielding the extraordinary Dragon Sparrow Sword, consistently chose to clash head-to-head with Smoke Demon.

Smoke Demon, with his domineering half-step Divinity Transformation cultivation, also stood his ground, matching Bai Xiaofan’s blows strike for strike!

With this pattern, after merely three to five exchanges, Bai Xiaofan and Smoke Demon were both already battered and wounded.

Yet, compared to Bai Xiaofan, Smoke Demon’s condition seemed slightly better.

But only just slightly!

“Excellent!

It’s been ages since I’ve felt such exhilaration.

Today, I’ll show you my deadly move, untouched for twenty years!”

Fixing his gaze on Bai Xiaofan, Smoke Demon smirked malevolently, slowly raising his left hand and pressing it against his chest.

Instantly, a mouthful of fresh blood shot forth, splattering onto the pipe in his hand.

A crimson glow radiated from Smoke Demon’s pipe.

The eerie crimson radiance was bone-chilling, invoking an innate fear deep in one’s soul.

Within the crimson light, Smoke Demon’s body began to take on an increasingly ethereal, dreamlike form, making it impossible to discern illusion from reality.

Suddenly, Smoke Demon pointed the pipe in his hand at Bai Xiaofan, and an overwhelming aura surged forth from the pipe.

Accompanied by the sight of Smoke Demon gripping the pipe with blood-stained lips, an unsettling illusion overtook the crowd.

Surely this was a fiend from hell?

How else could he appear so dreadfully terrifying?

“Blood Refining Technique?

As expected, the Black Witch Tribe really is foul to the core, resorting to such vile sorcery.

Pah!”

Glaring at Smoke Demon, Bai Xiaofan muttered grimly.

Though his words were filled with contempt for Smoke Demon, deep down, Bai Xiaofan remained extraordinarily cautious, his entire focus honed in.

This Blood Refining Technique was pure evil.

And far too powerful.

So powerful that even Bai Xiaofan couldn’t help but approach it with utmost caution!

The Blood Refining Technique involved brutally using a loved one as a puppet, refined with horrific spells, before consuming it via secret techniques!

The stronger the Blood Refining Technique, the greater the number of loved ones sacrificed.

Who counted as loved ones?

Parents, siblings, spouse, children!

Judging by Bai Xiaofan’s understanding of the Blood Refining Technique, for Smoke Demon to wield such a formidable version, it wasn’t just a single loved one he had refined!

It indicated that the death toll at Smoke Demon’s hands—those whom he had personally killed with cruel spells, refined into puppets, and consumed—must include at least two or more loved ones: his parents, siblings, or even his spouse and children!

Against such a heartless monster, Bai Xiaofan had to tread carefully.

Bai Xiaofan’s grasp of the Blood Refining Technique stemmed from information obtained from Little Wolf after learning of Li Qiu joining the Black Witch Tribe.

This Blood Refining Technique was the most ruthless among the tribe’s secrets!

It was utterly inhumane.

Even among Black Witch Tribe members, few opted to practice this technique.

Not because they were unqualified.

But because even they weren’t entirely devoid of humanity!