Chapter 1306: To Be Suppressed Under the Sea God Tower (1/2)

“You, you, let go of me!” The Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple shouted furiously as he continued to struggle.

Huang Xiaolong released his grip and pushed out with his palm. The Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple flew backwards, knocking into his peers standing behind him. In an instant, more people were knocked into the air.

Li Zhi and Wang Yu's faces tightened gloomily.

The Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple had an innate herculean strength, as he had cultivated an ancient body tempering technique that had further strengthened his flesh. Even though he was a peak late-Eighth Order Ancient God Realm, his strength was comparable to an average Ninth Order Ancient God Realm cultivator; yet he was sent flying with a slight push from Huang Xiaolong's palm!

Not to mention, Huang Xiaolong was a mere late-Seventh Order Ancient God Realm!

How could his battle power be so strong?!

Huang Xiaolong then walked towards Li Zhi and Wang Yu with an indifferent expression.

Panic rose in Li Zhi and Wang Yu’s hearts.

“God Hunter Soul Freezing Spear!”

A long blood-colored spear suddenly flew straight at Huang Xiaolong’s forehead from behind Li Zhi.

This blood-colored long spear seemed to contain frightening magic. It seemed like Huang Xiaolong had momentarily lost his soul as he looked at the blood-colored symbols on the spear’s body, and stood blankly rooted in his spot.

But he swiftly regained his consciousness as the Moon Jade Heavenly Spiral Shell in his soul emitted a bright silver light. However, the blood-colored long spear was ten meters from Huang Xiaolong’s forehead by then.

Li Zhi, Wang Yu, and the others were watching closely as the spear was close to piercing through Huang Xiaolong’s head, but out of nowhere, a streak of purple lightning zapped across the air and struck the blood spear.

The blood symbols on the long spear dimmed immediately, like fire under the water, as they were bombarded by the purple lightning.

Almost at the same time, a scream rang in the air. The Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple couldn’t stand the pain and released his grip on the long spear. Clank! The long spear fell on the street.

Naturally, the purple lightning had come from the little cow.

The person who had tried to assassinate Huang Xiaolong was an inconspicuous and thin Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple. He was hidden among the crowd and actually had escaped Huang Xiaolong’s notice. However, this was because this disciple had cultivated an ancient breath convergence technique.

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed as he looked at that Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple.

Late-Ninth Order Ancient God Realm!

His gaze then fell onto the blood-colored long spear on the ground. It was actually a mid-grade chaos spiritual divine artifact, an artifact from the ancient times.

In fact, even if the blood-colored long spear would have pierced Huang Xiaolong’s forehead, it wouldn’t have injured him. The terrifying defenses of his current True Dragon Physique would definitely not allow a late-Ninth Order Ancient God Realm disciple’s strength to harm Huang Xiaolong, even if he had used a mid-grade chaos spiritual artifact.

When the blood-colored long spear fell to the ground, the Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple’s hand reached out towards the long spear, as he tried to collect it back. But suddenly, the sky darkened with a rumbling thunder as purple lightning struck down, and split the Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple.

The little cow's butt swayed left and right as she trotted over and picked up the blood-colored long spear.

”The Blood Gorefiend Tribe’s blood symbols.” The little cow recognized that the blood-colored symbols engraved on the long spear belonged to Hell’s Blood Gorefiend Tribe.

The disciple that was struck flying by the little cow’s purple lightning stammered, “You, y-ou know-w about the Blood Gorefiend Tribe?”

In truth, he had picked up this Blood Soul Spear when he was training in a devil land. When he had refined the Blood Soul Spear, he had learned some information about the Blood Gorefiend Tribe from the broken memories of the spear’s previous owner.

“Nonsense!” The little cow rolled her eyes, “Years ago, the Blood Gorefiend Tribe’s Ancestor Xue Huanqing had once invited me for a drink.”

Her words rendered the group of Golden Phoenix Pavilion, and Black Region World’s Fortune Gate’s disciples dumbfounded.

In truth, they had no idea at all about the Blood Gorefiend Tribe’s Ancestor. Even the Golden Phoenix Pavilion’s disciple who had gotten the Blood Soul Spear knew nothing about the spear’s original owner. Then again, even if they knew they would just pretend to not believe in the little cow.