905: Chapter 898: Blood Fiend Technique!
Human Purgatory!
905: Chapter 898: Blood Fiend Technique!
Human Purgatory!
“Drip!
Drip!
Drip!
Drip!
Drip—”
Drop by drop, fresh blood ceaselessly slid from Xue Ying’s body onto the ground.
“Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
Crack—”
Xue Ying’s arms hung limply, gruesomely mangled.
With every step he took, a crisp sound emerged from his bones, as if his entire being could fall apart at any moment.
Nonetheless, the bloodthirst in Xue Ying’s beast-like pupils had intensified, and the steaming aura of slaughter continuously emanated from him, causing all the guests present to shiver in fear.
Their eyes, filled with terror, stared at Xue Ying, who seemed like a dreadful demon that had crawled out of a blood pool in hell.
Standing about ten meters behind Ye Chenfeng were Sun Xiaoli, Sun Hengfei, Fang Nanxiang, and Jiang Mengrong, all four harboring ominous premonitions—particularly Sun Xiaoli and the others.
They felt that Xue Ying’s murderous aura was overwhelmingly strong, and Xue Ying’s vitality showed no signs of weakening, which made their expressions grow increasingly grave.
“Fang, it looks like Xue Ying truly is extraordinary.
I’m afraid today’s decisive battle won’t end so quickly,” Sun Xiaoli said as she amplified her True Energy Force, ready to respond to any sudden emergencies.
Fang Nanxiang nodded solemnly and said, “In a battle of this level, we can’t contribute much.
We just need to make sure we don’t increase the burden for young master Ye.”
Jiang Mengrong, standing next to Sun Xiaoli, looked anxiously at Ye Chenfeng’s silhouette and whispered, “Mr.
Ye won’t be in danger, will he?”
Sun Hengfei, seeing the worried look on Jiang Mengrong’s face, sighed inwardly about how Chenfeng was too likable to women, and said casually, “I think Chenfeng will have a way to deal with it.
If even Chenfeng is at a loss, then everyone present today might as well prepare to die here!”
Rising from the ground and taking two or three steps forward, Xue Ying’s face revealed a sinister expression and he roared, “Jin Yingwei, Mu Yingwei, next, we should show Ye Chenfeng the power of my immortal Xue Ying.”
“Blood Fiend Technique!”
As these last three words roared from Xue Ying’s mouth, his body was enveloped in a layer of blood-colored light, and the blood covering him suddenly seemed to come to life, swiftly condensing into numerous small, blood-red beads.
After these blood-red beads formed, they shot towards Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei, infiltrating their bodies upon contact.
The beads, formed from Xue Ying’s own blood, penetrated into the bodies of Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei, making Ye Chenfeng sense that the aura of Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei had become much closer to that of Xue Ying.
It was as if an invisible connection had formed between the three.
Standing at the entrance of the hall, Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei suddenly moved.
They swiftly dashed towards the nearest group of people and, appearing right in front of them, violently thrust out their palms.
Four streaks of blood-red light shot out and instantly burst anyone touched by them into numerous blood beads that floated in the air.
These floating blood beads, as if sentient, crazily shot back to Xue Ying, burrowing into his various wounds.
Meanwhile, Xue Ying’s body underwent an unbelievable transformation; even wounds where flesh had been blasted away began to regrow visible flesh at an astonishing speed, healing many injuries in an instant.
Likewise, as the Blood Beads burrowed into Xue Ying’s body, the Evil Qi on his body grew exponentially, and the expression on his face became increasingly fierce.
This Blood Fiend Technique was Xue Ying’s ultimate move, allowing him to absorb others’ blood essence to quickly heal his injuries, and if the blood essence was plentiful, it could even enhance his strength temporarily.
However, mastering the Blood Fiend Technique was no simple feat, as each practitioner needed the assistance of five other individuals, each possessing one of the elemental attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei were individuals with the metal and wood attributes, respectively, but Xue Ying had yet to gather people with all five elemental attributes.
Despite this, with the metal and wood attributes, Xue Ying could still perform the Blood Fiend Technique, albeit he could only maintain it for about twenty minutes.
After twenty minutes, Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei would temporarily become completely drained of strength—a drawback of Xue Ying’s use of the Blood Fiend Technique.
Yet, if Xue Ying could gather people with all five attributes to assist him, his Blood Fiend Technique could be executed flawlessly without any side effects.
Furthermore, because Xue Ying’s Blood Fiend Technique was incomplete, he had to use his own fresh blood as a primer to activate the technique each time he performed it, which was why Xue Ying had previously acted like a punching bag in front of Ye Chenfeng.
In just over a minute, more than thirty guests had been transformed into blood essence, and Xue Ying’s wounds continually healed.
As the guests, initially standing and waiting for rescue, witnessed such a horrifying and unbelievable scene, they could no longer keep their composure, and chaos finally erupted throughout the hall.
These guests looked at Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei as if they were seeing demons, trying to push themselves far, far away.
In the ensuing scuffle, many fell to the ground.
Now, revealing their human nature, they no longer cared about those who had fallen, resulting in some being trampled to death not by Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei, but by others.
One by one, the guests turned into countless droplets of blood essence.
Screams, roars, and cries filled the air, turning the hall into a veritable Human Purgatory in an instant.
Jiang Mengrong, protected by Sun Xiaoli and others, was quickly taken to a safe place, while Jiang Yingtian, Xie Meishan, and Shi Xiangyang, pale with fear, were hiding everywhere.
Seeing her parents in such a sorry state made Jiang Mengrong unable to restrain herself from wanting to ask Sun Xiaoli to help them, but she hesitated at how to broach the subject, especially since her parents had just been mocking Ye Chenfeng.
Seeing Xue Ying’s wounds continuously heal, Ye Chenfeng finally understood why Xue Ying was called the Undying Blood Shadow.
Ye Chenfeng suspected that if Xue Ying continued to absorb blood essence, it might significantly boost his strength in no time—an outcome Ye Chenfeng did not wish to see.
Ye Chenfeng swiftly turned his focus towards Jin Yingwei and Mu Yingwei, but Xue Ying, guessing Ye Chenfeng’s intent, blocked his path and said, “Ye Chenfeng, your opponent is me.
Do you still think you can defeat me?
You’ll soon become another lost soul under my command.”
Though Xue Ying was not faster than Ye Chenfeng for now, he could keep Ye Chenfeng occupied for about fifteen minutes.
By then, after absorbing countless amounts of blood essence, Xue Ying’s strength would certainly rise temporarily.
If Xue Ying’s strength reached the peak of the Soul Force level, Ye Chenfeng might not stand a chance.
“Ye Chenfeng, don’t you find the screams of these ants delightful?
Don’t you find their fresh blood delicious?” Xue Ying’s face showed an expression of immense enjoyment as countless Blood Beads continued to burrow into his body.
Ye Chenfeng looked gravely at Xue Ying, almost fully healed, and suddenly felt the black qi in his Dantian becoming restless.
Wasn’t this black qi only supposed to stir under extreme emotional distress?
This sudden change inside his Dantian caused Ye Chenfeng’s brows to furrow tightly.
He had an intense feeling that the black qi in his Dantian seemed ready to burst out of his body.
…(To be continued.
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