But judging by his expression, he probably truly doesnât know, and the Tree-man Race is indeed like this.
Then he turned his gaze to the ancestor at the entrance.
If the ancestor doesnât make a move, this war... will be in jeopardy!
"Hehe..."
The Blood Race ancestor laughed, "Since you want me to come out... as you wish!"
Then he stepped forward!
With each step, his aura climbed higher, and when he was a hundred meters away from Zhan Tian... "Boom!"
A pair of blood-red wings suddenly unfurled, and his aura reached its peak at that moment!
Mid-Ninth Layer, just one step away from Late Stage.
"Whump..."
The wings flapped, causing the air to melt.
"I have come out!"
"What do you intend to do?"
At that moment, everyone on the battlefield stopped, and all eyes turned to this scene.
"Whooshââ"
Zhan Tian took a deep breath.
Facing the old thing, he felt a tremor in his heart.
But... he also stepped forward.
Spiritual Power, Sacred Body, and the Rules of power he controlled exploded to their extremes at that moment.
"Not bad!"
"Early Ninth Layer, almost reaching Mid-Layer, but thatâs it!"
The Blood Race ancestorâs expression remained calm.
"Kill!"
Zhan Tian shouted, throwing a punch!
"Crack-crack..."
This punch embodied all of him; facing a master like the Blood Race ancestor, testing? Thatâs courting death!
The punch instantly arrived in front of the Blood Race ancestor!
He remained composed, reaching out with a finger!
Steadily blocking the punch!
"Boom!"
The powerful impact turned everyone within a kilometer radius, whether Human Race, Blood Race or others, into a mist of blood without a sound.
And they vanished like that.
Zhan Tian looked at the finger before him, his expression became gloomy.
Although he anticipated it, when it actually happened, he still couldnât accept it inside.
"Boom!"
The Blood Race ancestor struck with a palm.
"Bang!"
Like a meteor.
"Boom!"
Zhan Tian was smashed a thousand meters into the earth by the palm.
"Damn!"
His whole body seemed shattered, and even he couldnât help but curse from the piercing pain.
Within Celestial Eye Forest.
"Eh!"
Zhan Tianâs Yuan Miao suddenly let out a light sound.
"What happened?"
Chen Xuan hurriedly asked.
"Heâs injured, and severely!"
"What?"
Chen Xuanâs face changed dramatically, "You... hurry, quick, heal him! Absolutely nothing must happen!"
The last word was practically a roar.
"But itâs affecting me."
"Do as he says!"
"Oh!"
Although unwilling inside, his brother spoke, and he had to comply.
Meanwhile!
In the Blood Cry Realm!
Zhan Tian struggled to get up, "Cough-cough-cough..."
A mouthful of blood sprayed out!
He looked up towards the sky, at this moment he didnât even have the strength to leave here.
If not for Chen Xuanâs Profound Yellow Tower protecting him, along with his robust Sacred Body, faced with the terrifying palm of the old thing, heâd likely be smashed to bits.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a surge of green energy arose within him.
"This..."
His gravely injured body was completely healed in the blink of an eye.
"How is this possible!"
Isnât this a unique Tree-man Race technique?
How could it appear on him?
But at the moment, he had no time to ponder this, immediately charging forth.
"Boom!"
His aura erupted once again, showing not a trace of injury!
The Blood Race ancestor witnessed this scene, his face changed drastically.
Impossible!
He took a palm strike, how could it be that heâs unscathed?
Moreover, even the National Preceptor and others couldnât believe it at this moment, how could this happen?!
"I must see how tough you really are!"
With wings vibrating, he instantaneously arrived before Zhan Tian.
"Boom!"
The two clashed once more.
But only moments passed!
Zhan Tian was once again pounded underground!
Yet the surge of energy reappeared, even... "Rip..."
One of the apertures was unexpectedly blasted open.
"Forty-nine now!"
Zhan Tianâs expression trembled, who knew this could also open apertures!
"Letâs do this!"
Surging out again, without talking, he directly attacked the Blood Race ancestor.
With such good fortune, he was perfectly content to take more palms.
"Whatâs going on?!"
The Blood Race ancestorâs brow furrowed, puzzled by the situation.
This time he wasnât in a hurry.
He didnât use full power, wanting to see exactly what was happening.
"Bang!"
A finger pierced Zhan Tianâs chest.
But the very next moment the wound rapidly healed.
"Impossible!"
Qingyu Xian exclaimed upon seeing this, even though he hadnât seen the surge of energy, he sensed it.
This was the Tree-man Raceâs unique technique.
Zhan Tian, a member of the Human Race, how could he possess it!
"Whatâs happening?"
Blood Radiance looked at him sternly, this was entirely alike to the Tree-manâs technique.
"Brother Xue, I truly donât know."
Qingyu Xian Si hurriedly spoke, he even sensed the killing intent emanating from Blood Radiance.
"It better be!"
Blood Radiance said coldly, then turned to the battlefield.
At this moment the ancestor was suppressing Zhan Tianâs punches, but each time he was injured, he recovered immediately, faster even than before!
Bear in mind, recovering from the ancestorâs strike isnât so effortlessly achieved.
"So you have this trick as well!"
The Blood Race ancestor roughly understood, "If thatâs the case then..."
Next moment!
The wings directly shrouded Zhan Tian!
"Iâll refine you!"
The Blood Race ancestor said coldly.
Next moment, within the wings, streams of blood-red energy locked Zhan Tian, rendering him immobile.
"Zhan Tian!"
Outside, Duke Liu shouted angrily, while Duke Yuan chopped down with a blade.
But faced with the bladeâs aura, the Blood Race ancestor didnât even lift an eyelid, casually waving, causing the aura to shatter loudly.
And the National Preceptorâs Spiritual Power arrived at that moment.
This time the Blood Race ancestor slightly raised his gaze, his eyes glared!