Chapter 390.2 (1/2)

Massacre

Ning Fan flung one of his hands outward. His Separation Slayer Sword separated into eleven sword shadows and flew towards the incoming beasts.

The power of the flying sword which was a Peak Grade Spirit Treasure was extremely terrifying. Nearly at the same moment when the beasts came into contact with the sword shadows, four Early Divine Transformation Realm ferocious beasts instantly turned into ashes.

The rest of the ferocious beasts also suffered different degrees of injuries. Only the two Peak Divine Transformation Realm beasts and the Half-Step Void Refinement Realm beast king managed to crush the sword shadows with their claws and remained unharmed. After that attack, their beast pupils became even more furious and fierce.

*Roar*

The remaining seven blood beasts let out another round of roars in unison. The blood-red sound waves carried a trace of power of the genuine dragon roar, nearly causing Ning Fan’s eardrum to hurt quite a bit. Even the blood and qi in his chest turned chaotic.

If an ordinary Divine Transformation Realm cultivator were to be in Ning Fan’s shoes, their physical bodies would have probably been destroyed by the vibration of the sound waves.

“Break!”

Ning Fan flicked his sleeve, scattering tiny starry sand which looked like shiny blood droplets.

As the wind carried the blood-red sand to the source of the sound, countless invisible sound waves were literally deadened.

It was the Blood Star Sand. This sand could not only break different kinds of magic treasures, but also had the magical effect of nullifying various magic techniques.

After cancelling the roars of the seven blood beasts, Ning Fan no longer gave them another chance to retaliate. He took a step forward and dispersed into a dark shadow cloud.

In the next second, the black shadow coiled around each of the blood beasts and engulfed them one after another. Every time he dispersed and recondensed his physical body, one blood beast would certainly be cut to pieces inside the black shadow.

The beast king finally felt fear. It has been a very long time since he last saw a brutal and ferocious man like Ning Fan who could kill Divine Transformation Realm beings like ants.

“You sinful beast! Are you trying to run away?!”

After eliminating six blood beasts in a row, Ning Fan condensed his incarnation. His black hair danced wildly in the air while his black robes fluttered as the wind blew.

He stepped forward and locked on to the qi of the beast king. In the next moment, he dispersed into a dark shadow.

*Rumble*

When he recondensed his physical body, he was right in front of the beast king. The power of his Black Tempest Rupture Art pulverized a dignified Half-Step Void Refinement Realm beast king into nothingness. Not even a fragment of its bones was left.

Standing amidst the filthy sea of blood and decayed corpses which were piled up like a mountain, Ning Fan did not deactivate his incarnation. Without delay, he waved his hand and drew all the blood droplets to him. From this massacre, he had obtained one hundred and fifty droplets of dragon blood.

As such, the blood beasts in the seventeenth swamp had been completely wiped out by Ning Fan alone. He had killed 42 Divine Transformation Realm blood beasts and obtained 540 droplets of dragon blood in total. That much dragon blood was already enough to fill up five jade bottles.

“Next, I shall head to the eighteenth swamp…”

The current Ning Fan was dressed in black robes with hair that was slick black. His expression was sternly cool and indifferent. When he took a step forward, he disappeared ethereally without leaving a shadow. With terrifying speed, he headed straight into the eighteenth swamp.

Half a day later, the inhabitants of the eighteenth swamp were annihilated.

Three days later, Ning Fan eliminated the beast king residing in the twenty-fourth swamp.

The twenty-four swamps seemed to be arranged in a circle formation. After Ning Fan was done with the twenty-fourth swamp, he went to the next area which was the first swamp and continued on killing every blood beast he could find.

Another six days passed by. Ning Fan had already killed his way up to the thirteenth swamp, eliminating a total of eight hundred Divine Transformation Realm blood beasts.

Within just ten days, he had gathered 80 bottles of dragon blood by activating his demon wings and using his incarnation.

If all of the 80 bottles of dragon blood were to be brewed into blood wine, they would be equivalent to four hundred thousand units of magic power ten years later!

Once the blood wine finishes brewing, Ning Fan would definitely be able to break through to the Void Refinement Realm without much effort!

In the thirteenth swamp, Ning Fan did not commit a large massacre like what he did in the other swamps because he had discovered some marks that were left by cultivators who had fought in this area.

Judging by the situation in this swamp, it seemed like there was not only one cultivator within this place. It was very likely that all the revered elders of the Serene Heaven Palace had been teleported here.

After all, the members of the Serene Heaven Palace were Elder Chu’s subordinates. Many of those who entered the Blood Dragon Pool were of the Early and Mid Divine Transformation Realm. It would be extremely risky for them to act alone.

Therefore, Elder Chu gave the revered elders of the Serene Heaven Palace the same dragon scales which led them to the same place while giving Ning Fan a different one to let him be on his own.

*Roar*

The fierce roar of a beast king echoed from afar. What came along with the roar were the painful cries of cultivators.

Ning Fan’s eyes flashed with solemnity.

Apparently, the revered elders of the Serene Heaven Palace encountered the large herd of the beast king of the current swamp they were in.