Chapter 1221: Slaughter This Beas (1/2)

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Ao Jiao lasted for only a moment before vomiting blood and getting hit into the air. Fortunately, the saber light, together with the Divine Lightning, weakened most of the Profound Martial Techniques’ might; they were no longer as powerful as they were earlier.

Ao Jiao, who was flying back, clenched her teeth and launched herself over again. Her figure flickered endlessly in the air, blocking all the remnant attacks with the saber.

When it became apparent that she could no longer hold on to the saber, she used her own body to receive the attacks. In mere moments, wounds riddled her body, a cruel sight to behold.

However, in the end, she managed to block the entire first wave of killing moves for Xiao Chen.

“d.a.m.n it!”

When the eight half-step Martial Emperors saw that, they cursed. Then, they started preparing a second wave of attacks. This time, they planned to kill both Ao Jiao and Xiao Chen at the same time.

However, a clump of light even more dazzling than the sun suddenly burned in the sky. It was so piercing that no one dared to look directly at it.

A golden plume feather tore through the air and quickly flew downwards.

It was Little Yellow Feather. At this crucial moment, it activated its two remaining Solar Plume Feathers.

The Solar Plume Feather had beaten this group of half-step Martial Emperors into a miserable state previously. Now that they saw it again, it alarmed them. How could they dare to face it a second time?

These half-step Martial Emperors immediately protected their entire bodies and quickly retreated.

Clearly, the same move was not very effective on these half-step Martial Emperors, who already experienced it before. It did not succeed in harming them.

The Solar Plume Feathers exploded on the ground, blasting a horrifying, dark hole there, looking very scary. A golden pillar of light spanning more than three hundred meters in diameter soared up from the sands.

“Slaughter this beast!”

The two masked half-step Martial Emperors from the Three Holy Lands charged over with a frenzied bloodthirst in their eyes when they saw Little Yellow Feather.

Little Yellow Feather proudly spread its wings in the air, showing no fear for the eight half-step Martial Emperors. As it flew, it chose to take the initiative to charge over.

Ao Jiao stood guard beside Xiao Chen. Her eyes turned wet. To her, Little Yellow Feather was just like a little child.

Unexpectedly, at this crucial moment, Little Yellow Feather shouldered such tremendous pressure, delaying eight half-step Martial Emperors alone.

Anguished cries rang out continuously. Little Yellow Feather’s feathers fell nonstop; it was simply not a match for the encirclement of eight half-step Martial Emperors.

The agonized screeches were like the cries of a baby to Ao Jiao, making her extremely sorrowful.

However, she could not leave. At this moment, Xiao Chen already reached the critical point in his breakthrough. She needed to conserve some strength to stand guard by him, in case someone tried to interrupt him.

“Bang!”

The half-step Martial Emperors bullied Little Yellow Feather, causing its feathers to fall without pause. Blood stained its glistening golden feathers as they fell to the ground.

It looked like the blood was burning. The sight of the feathers falling to the ground was especially mournful.

“d.a.m.n it! The little beast’s flames are really painful.”

A human half-step Martial Emperor whose arm was burned by the flames cursed. Clearly, the Solar True Flame inflicted a lot of pain.

Ao Jiao could no longer resist. She rushed forward and took Little Yellow Feather into her embrace. At this point, Little Yellow Feather’s light had dimmed, and it had shrunk significantly.

Little Yellow Feather cried out hoa.r.s.ely. No longer possessing any hint of the grace of a Holy Beast, it looked extremely miserable, just like a featherless sparrow.

After spending a lot of time, the eight half-step Martial Emperors finally dealt with the two hindrances.

The eight half-step Martial Emperors soared into the air and looked coldly at Xiao Chen, who sat on top of the stone stele and materialized the mysterious phenomenon of life and death, manifesting six rings of light behind him.

Expressionless, the eight half-step Martial Emperors pressed over step by step, locking down on Xiao Chen with their sinister killing intent.

These half-step Martial Emperors did not want to give Xiao Chen a chance, intending to kill him in one go at the final critical moment of his breakthrough.

However, just then, both sides of the mysterious phenomenon suddenly merged and withdrew into Xiao Chen’s body in an instant.

Scarlet, orange, red, green, azure, blue, and purple. The most crucial seventh ring of light appeared behind Xiao Chen all at once.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and burst forth with a dazzling golden light. From the cross-legged seated position, he suddenly stood up. The bright light he radiated overwhelmed even the light of the morning sun.

Xiao Chen’s gaze startled the eight half-step Martial Emperors approaching in the air. The moment the bright light shone, they could not help taking a few steps back.

The current Xiao Chen actually gave off a pressure reserved for Martial Emperors.

The golden light in Xiao Chen’s eyes slowly faded. With a thought, the seven layers of light rings returned to his body at the same time.

In that instant, the clump of Mental Energy in Xiao Chen’s sea of consciousness that had taken on a humanoid shape seemed to come to life.

To become a Consummation quasi-Emperor, one needed to merge their soul, which was obtained by condensing one’s Mental Energy, with the Heavenly Seal to form an indistinct Heart of an Emperor.

Xiao Chen now understood why a Consummation quasi-Emperor had only a vague form of a Heart of an Emperor and not a true Heart of an Emperor.

It was because a Consummation quasi-Emperor had not experienced the Great Tribulation of wind and fire. The Mental Energy they possessed did not truly contain their soul; it was not an actual merger.