Published: December 25, 2024
“Bloodhand King, don't listen to this person’s nonsense. We haven't obtained much magic crystals at all. Those magic crystals must have been stolen by the martial artists of the Commoner Dynasty,” Li Yuancheng hurriedly said.
“Oh? Is that so? Are you fools, or do you take me for a fool?” Bloodhand King sneered.
If ordinary dynasty people dared to steal magic crystals in front of disciples from the Seven Great Dynasties, he absolutely wouldn't believe it.
“Either you hand over the magic crystals yourselves, or obediently hand over your storage rings. If I find that there are indeed no magic crystals in your storage rings, I will naturally return them to you.”
Bloodhand King's words instantly caused the expressions of the others present to darken.
Asking them to hand over their storage rings? What a joke, it was practically asking for their lives.
On the other hand, the martial artists from other ordinary dynasties couldn't help but sneer. This was exactly what the people from the Seven Great Dynasties had done to them before. Now, the wheel of karma was turning; retribution had come.
“Bloodhand King, we call you senior out of respect, but that does not mean we can let you slaughter us. We come from the Seven Great Dynasties, not some ordinary dynasty's martial artists.”
However, Bloodhand King's words immediately drew dissatisfaction from many of the people from the Seven Great Dynasties. One person snorted coldly and said in a chilling voice, “What dynasty are you from?”
“I am Xu Guanlong from the Great Li Dynasty, I wonder what guidance you have, senior.”
That half-step Martial King raised his head, speaking neither humble nor haughty, his voice full of vigor, without a trace of fear towards Bloodhand King's identity.
Although he was not the top genius in the Great Li Dynasty, he came from a major power within the Great Li Dynasty and did not care about a mere early peak Martial King like Bloodhand King.
“Great Li Dynasty, very good.” Bloodhand King nodded with a cold smile, then his gaze suddenly turned icy: “Since you want to be the one to step forward, then you shall start first, hand over your storage ring.”
“You…”
Xu Guanlong's expression changed, and he said sternly: “Bloodhand King, I am a disciple of the North Pole Sword Sect of the Great Li Dynasty, you…”
“I don't care if you are from the North Pole Sword Sect or the South Pole Sword Sect. Since you are unwilling to hand over your storage ring, I will take action myself.”
Bloodhand King, too lazy to listen to Xu Guanlong's nonsense, showed no patience to drag it out. His blood qi suddenly surged, and with a whoosh, a series of blood-colored true essence transformed into vine-like arms, sweeping toward Xu Guanlong.
Xu Guanlong was completely unprepared for Bloodhand King's sudden attack. He hurriedly transformed his sword into a beam of sword light to cover himself, attempting to block Bloodhand King's assault while quickly retreating.
And he shouted angrily: “Bloodhand King, if you dare to attack me, I will report this to my ancestor and make sure to take your head! You are just a useless Martial King, do you really think you are something?”
Xu Guanlong's words immediately caused Bloodhand King's expression to grow cold, a surge of murderous intent bubbling up within him.
Yes!
While he had a low status in the Great Dry Dynasty, merely serving as a dog for the royal family, when did a little half-step Martial King dare to be so arrogant toward him?
This further ignited Bloodhand King's desire to grow stronger. If he could truly obtain a large number of magic crystals and break through to the mid-stage Martial King realm, or even reach the peak of the mid-stage, would he still have such a low status in the Great Dry Dynasty?
By then, regardless of whether he failed to protect Shen Mengchen or killed disciples from the other Seven Great Dynasties, his ancestor would not easily punish him.
And all the hope lay within these talented disciples before him.