Chapter 4821 — Blood Sacrifice Domain
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"Screw it, Senior, you've really screwed me over!" Wei Zhao howled in protest. It was the ghost thing who had egged him on to lure the Xishan great one out and kill him, and now look—the man was chasing him down relentlessly while he had no answer at all. This time the ghost thing had truly done him dirty.
"How was I supposed to know a mere Xuan Sheng evil cultivator would know Blood Sacrifice? This is your own bad luck, kid—you can't pin it on me. Heh heh." The ghost thing gave a sheepish chuckle.
In truth, it really was not his fault. Even by his own breadth of vision and experience, Blood Sacrifice counted as an earth-defying move.
The existence of the Blood Sacrifice Domain put these evil cultivators naturally in an unassailable position, and their attack power rose dramatically with it as well. Facing peers of the same level, they cut them down like chopping vegetables, and even killing across realms was easy. The one drawback was the enormous price of using the move—just as with the Xishan great one this time, who had spent one of his own arms outright.
"Fine, fine, fine—it's my own rotten luck, all right?" Wei Zhao gave a speechless, bitter smile. This time he had completely given up any thought of continuing to tangle with the Xishan great one. After all, even the ghost thing said he could not win, so there was certainly no fighting to be had; the only option left was to run.
The restrictive effect of the Blood Sacrifice Domain was plain to see—especially for speed-type fighters. Once caught inside, they were suppressed to death. Fortunately, Wei Zhao differed from ordinary speed fighters: he was faster still, and his true qi was limitless!
With the terrifying speed of the Extreme Butterfly Microstep, even reduced by fifty percent it remained considerable. Add to that Wei Zhao's periodic no-holds-barred blasts of true qi, and he not only kept up a fearsomely fast momentum but, more importantly, his trajectory was erratic—now left, now right, every shift abrupt and without warning—so that the Xishan great one, despite holding absolute initiative, simply could not find a suitable opening for a killing blow.
"That damned dog runs fast!" The Xishan great one abruptly lost his composure. He had paid the price of an arm to use Blood Sacrifice—if he still failed to kill Wei Zhao now, he would have lost far too much.
In fact, within this Blood Sacrifice Domain, if he were willing to trade wounds with Wei Zhao and fight to mutual ruin, openings like the one just now would come at any moment. But he was unwilling to accept that. He had already paid an arm; if he then fought to mutual ruin with the man, he would likely be crippled if not dead. What would be the point of killing Wei Zhao then?
He was killing Wei Zhao only to use his head as a stepping stone, to open a path to the old Xishan Sect and thereby soar to the heavens. But if he were crippled in the process and his strength fell sharply, then never mind soaring—the fellow evil cultivators of the same sect in this branch alone would devour him alive!
Fleeing madly all the way, the Xishan great one who had used Blood Sacrifice was formidable, but when it came to the art of escape, even the Kaishan-stage cultivators of the old Xishan Sect had been helpless against Wei Zhao—let alone a mere late Xuan Sheng.
One chased, one fled, and a full day passed again. Even Wei Zhao, with his inexhaustible true qi, was somewhat worn out, while the Xishan great one, down an arm, had been drained badly. It was only thanks to the Blood Sacrifice Domain, which meant he scarcely needed to expend his own true qi, that he had not been ground to death outright—otherwise ten Xishan great ones would have been exhausted to nothing.