Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant
Chapter 328 - 238: Slaughter Flame Blood Essence Blade_3

Chapter 328: Chapter 238: Slaughter Flame Blood Essence Blade_3

"He can’t make good on his promise," Ji Xinghuo found He Yan on the battlefield, noticing the Blood Warrior’s panic despite still organizing the Highlander troops to not disintegrate, but it was clear he too had lost the bravery to fight again and wanted to retreat.

Even if they had won, whether He Yan would actually produce three Red Emperor Blood Crystals was questionable, let alone now when the Blood Fury Tribe was on the verge of a crushing defeat.

Chief Guloke’s voice rose again.

"Blood Warriors of the Blood Fury Tribe, follow me and kill him!" Guloke’s giant axe pointed directly at Nu Su’an.

Only by killing Nu Su’an could they possibly turn the tide of the battle.

They even disregarded the Mountain Shifting Beast.

Guloke was the first to charge towards Nu Su’an, with several Blood Warrior Generals and a dozen Blood Warriors, converging from various parts of the battlefield.

With no one to stop it, the Mountain Shifting Beast immediately resumed trampling the surrounding enemies, indiscriminately crushing members of both the Biao Clan and the Highlanders.

Instantly, the battlefield descended into chaos.

The Highlanders fled while fighting, the Biao Clan desperately pursued, yet had to be careful to avoid the Mountain Shifting Beast, unable to exert their full strength.

Meanwhile, Guloke, with a host of powerful allies, besieged Nu Su’an.

Nu Su’an remained unfazed, his Slaughter Flame Blood Essence Blade reigniting fiercely, its blade light crisscrossing, slaying nearby enemies while drawing their blood to replenish his own energy. The massive war blade fully demonstrated its terrifying potency, facing a dozen formidable enemies alone and not only holding his ground but growing stronger as the battle progressed!

Ji Xinghuo had already run to a safe distance.

Qing Hong suddenly stopped.

He turned back to look at the battlefield, his gaze flickering.

"Why aren’t you running?" Xia Qingyu couldn’t help but ask, as surrounding mercenaries and Highlanders fled, their halt seemed rather strange.

Ji Xinghuo did not respond.

If he ran any further, he would be too far from the center of the battlefield to absorb any Spiritual Origin Ability.

He just silently watched as the numbers on the Wanxiang Star Pupil interface in his field of vision continuously fluctuated, though the increase in speed was much slower than before.

The Highlanders’ army fled along the banks of the Red River, half upstream, half downstream.

He was downstream, and the upstream was already beyond the absorption range.

At the center of the battlefield, the area around the Mountain Shifting Beast had nearly emptied, as both enemies and allies kept their distance; the most intense fighting was between Nu Su’an and a host of Blood Fury Tribe’s elites.

Suddenly, a massive surge of blood-colored blade light soared.

Nu Su’an, ignoring the attacks of others, paid the price with his own injuries to deal a full-force blow that decapitated Chief Guloke.

A loud blast.

After resisting for a brief moment, Guloke’s body finally disintegrated, turning into countless burning fragments; his giant axe broken, his body torn apart.

"Chief!"

The elites of the Blood Fury Tribe screamed in alarm.

The wounds on Nu Su’an healed at a visibly rapid pace, his lips curling into a fierce grin as he swung his blade towards the other enemies.

Duo Tai and Wu SenTa, several Blood Warrior Generals, each bearing injuries, found themselves headless with the chief’s death and scattered in escape.

The remaining Blood Warriors also dared not continue the fight and fled in all directions.

Nu Su’an casually targeted another Blood Warrior General to chase, cutting down Highanders and members of the Biao Clan he came across during the pursuit.

Wherever his blade light could reach, nothing within its range survived.

"Dammit!"

Ji Xinghuo’s heart skipped a beat, urging Qing Hong to immediately turn and sprint away.

Because Nu Su’an’s pursuit was heading straight toward his position, at that moment, he couldn’t concern himself with Spiritual Origin Ability anymore, escaping was more urgent.

Xia Qingyu’s face also turned pale with fright as he yelled,

"Jump into the river!"

Most people were running along the riverbank, their numbers dense, which would attract Nu Su’an to come and slaughter.

There would be fewer people in the river, safer.

With a few splashes,

Qing Hong jumped into the river, the cold, vigorous waters washing over Ji Xinghuo, sending a shiver through him. Qing Hong, originally fond of swimming and having devoured the genes of a Nile crocodile, was even more aquatically adept, quickly adapted to the river’s conditions, dived into the turbulent flow, and swam toward the opposite bank at the river bottom.

Xia Qingyu and Misha grabbed onto Qing Hong’s tail, being quickly carried across the river.

Ji Xinghuo held his breath underwater.

Through electromagnetic induction, he kept track of the surroundings. Nu Su’an had already reached the shore not far away, had killed a Blood General and three Blood Warriors, and several hundred unfortunate Highlanders had fallen under his blade. The shore was crowded with people, Nu Su’an rampaging wildly, wielding his blade in slaughter.

A slash of Blood Flame sliced into the river, killing over a dozen Highlanders swimming on the surface.

Fortunately, there was only one slash.

Nu Su’an naturally saw that there were still people under the water but not many; his sinister gaze swept over them but he did not strike, instead chasing after other people.

Ji Xinghuo’s heart that had been hanging, relaxed.

"Upstream."

He instructed Qing Hong to change direction, turning back toward the opposite direction from Nu Su’an, planning to land on the bank farther away from Nu Su’an.

Qing Hong swiftly surged upstream at the river bottom, Ji Xinghuo’s electromagnetic induction constantly monitoring the situation.

Suddenly,

his electromagnetic induction detected a familiar figure.

"He Yan?"

Ji Xinghuo spotted He Yan returning to the battlefield, near where Chie Guloke had been slain; he picked up a beastskin bag from a pile of scattered, burning corpses and stuffed it into his own waist pouch.

A look of wild joy appeared on He Yan’s face.

He instantly moved several times, reached the riverbank, and with a leap, stepped lightly like a swallow on several chunks of Shattered Ice, and in a blink, he had jumped to the other shore, sprinting away.

With a splash,

Qing Hong leaped out of the water, Xia Qingyu, and Misha gasping for air.

Ji Xinghuo, soaked all over, watched the direction in which He Yan had left.

At that moment, He Yan had already run more than two thousand meters away; he was mingled among a group of retreating Highlander soldiers, had switched into leather armor, concealed his own Blood Warrior tattoos, and disguised himself as a common Highlander warrior as he retreated.

"He’s injured."

Ji Xinghuo said softly.

"Who?" Xia Qingyu didn’t understand at first.

Of course, Ji Xinghuo was referring to He Yan, who had also participated in the attack on Nu Su’an, and although he had saved his life, he had been seriously injured.

With the Blood Warrior’s Recovery Power, such a wound would heal in at most two or three days.

This was an excellent opportunity!

Ji Xinghuo no longer hesitated, and said to the two, "There’s an opportunity to make a fortune now, but it’s extremely dangerous, do you want to join me?"

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