Ch 330: Xiao Wenxin’s Predicament
Xiao Wenxin had already fallen into that Abyss.
Xiao Wenxin’s first reaction was that he was finished.
He hadn’t even become Heir yet, could it be that he would die like this?
His body continued to fall, and at this moment, Xiao Wenxin heard endless vengeful spirits screaming in his ears. Many blood-red fleshy tumors had appeared on the rock walls on both sides of the Abyss, looking extremely terrifying.
The aura below became increasingly warm, and Xiao Wenxin knew that if he fell like this, he would surely die.
“I can’t die!”
“I am the Little Prince, I still have to become Heir!”
Xiao Wenxin immediately drew his Long Sword, its Sword Qi swept across the surrounding walls, and the blood-red fleshy tumors instantly turned into a rain of blood. The Sword Light carved fire on the stone wall.
But in the depths of the Abyss, something seemed to have been awakened by this sound.
“Aow!”
Accompanied by a shrill sound, a beast’s head covered in bone spurs emerged from a crack. The demon’s body was covered in intense Killing Aura; its blood-red body and scarlet eyes made one’s hair stand on end.
“Nine Infant Race?”
Xiao Wenxin was greatly surprised.
He had read about them in books – a type of demon from the Demon Race, a very ferocious type of demon. He never expected that there would even be the Nine Infant Race in the Extreme Domain.
In an instant, a Nine Infant Beast lunged for Xiao Wenxin’s face.
“Die!”
Xiao Wenxin flew into a rage.
Green flames instantly ignited on the Sword Edge in his hand. He stepped on the falling rubble, his Sword Qi like a Milky Way rolling back, and he forcefully cut off the Nine Infant Beast’s head.
“Fortunately, this Nine Infant Beast wasn’t strong, only Ninth Rank.”
With one sword, Xiao Wenxin tested the Nine Infant Beast’s Strength, and he was slightly relieved.
But the Nine Infant Beast’s blood splattered onto the stone wall, and the entire Abyss seemed to come alive in that instant. More Nine Infant Beasts crawled out of the Blood River; the hair-raising number caused Xiao Wenxin’s face to change drastically.
Besides the Nine Infant Beasts, there were many strange and bizarre Strange Beasts.
Pairs of eyes stared at Xiao Wenxin.
Accompanied by roars, numerous demon beasts pounced on Xiao Wenxin, wanting to tear him apart.
“Kill!”
With no one else around, Xiao Wenxin could only rely on himself.
He gritted his teeth, exerting all his Strength. His Sword Light was like a swimming dragon; wherever it passed, the demon beasts’ Physical Bodies turned into minced meat. But every time he killed a demon beast, the black blood seeping from its body seemed to attract more demon beasts.
“How many demon beasts are there here?”
Xiao Wenxin’s heart sank.
Although the Strength of these demon beasts was at most Ninth Rank, their sheer number was a huge problem for him.
The scales of many demon beasts were extremely hard; with each swing of Xiao Wenxin’s sword, sparks flew, and even his sword began to develop cracks.
His sword was not a Divine Weapon; such high-intensity attacks were almost beyond its endurance.
Three White Bones transformed into demon beasts and attacked, their Claws scratching Xiao Wenxin’s shoulder. Xiao Wenxin groaned, endured the pain, and waved out a Sword Light, but it only forced the three bone demons back.
Xiao Wenxin then stepped on a demon beast and fell onto a nearby stone platform.
He rolled and stood up, looking at the countless demon beasts before him, and Xiao Wenxin’s heart began to panic.
Because his True Qi was almost depleted.
Xiao Wenxin gasped for breath, supporting himself with one hand on his sword, staring intently at the approaching demon beasts.
He was unwilling.
He hadn’t become Heir yet, how could he die here!
With heart-wrenching roars, the demon beasts all pounced, sensing that Xiao Wenxin was about to collapse.
Seeing the demon beasts charging like a tide, Xiao Wenxin felt only despair.
But at that critical moment, a clear voice, as if penetrating Xiao Wenxin’s Soul, rang out.
“Noisy.”
The voice came from above Xiao Wenxin.
The rock walls on both sides of the Abyss collapsed, as if the entire space-time froze.
When Xiao Wenxin looked up, he saw a White-Clothed Youth walking down from the Void. The man’s left eye was as murky as a dead pool, but his right eye shone with the radiance of a crescent moon. He lightly waved the Battle Saber in his hand.
Golden Dao Patterns rippled.
The Saber Light seemed to stir the wind and clouds; the numerous demon beasts before him were instantly turned into blood foam.
The other demon beasts, sensing the White-Clothed Youth’s Aura, fled madly, scurrying into the crevices of the Abyss’s stone walls. In a single breath, not a single demon beast could be seen.
“Thank you, Senior.”
Seeing that he had been saved, Xiao Wenxin was overjoyed.
Before he could finish speaking, the White-Clothed Youth’s Figure suddenly appeared before Xiao Wenxin, and his palm landed directly on Xiao Wenxin’s forehead. Xiao Wenxin saw a wisp of Black Qi appearing on his Dantian; the Black Qi was like Chains wrapped around his Dantian.
“This is…”
Xiao Wenxin was greatly surprised.
“Blood Curse.”
The White-Clothed Youth said indifferently, “The Blood Curse is about to erupt, and it will shatter your Dantian at any time, turning you into a cripple.”
Xiao Wenxin’s heart sank again.
He had just been overjoyed prematurely.
It turned out that this person hadn’t come to save him.
But to control him.
“Don’t have that expression.”
The White-Clothed Youth chuckled, “I can help you ascend to the Position of Heir you’ve always dreamed of, and make you the new King of Northern Qi. However, after you become the King of Northern Qi, I will need you to do some things for me.”
“You can help me become Heir?”
Hearing this, Xiao Wenxin’s eyes lit up.
“Not just Heir. After you become Heir, I will help you eliminate the King of Northern Qi and make you the true King of Northern Qi.”
The White-Clothed Youth’s words were extremely tempting to Xiao Wenxin.
If he could hold absolute power, what did sacrificing his Father matter?
Those were all extraneous things.
“What do you need me to do?” Although Xiao Wenxin was excited, he wasn’t completely overwhelmed. The other party was helping him, so they must have something to ask for.
“What you need to do is none of your concern. They are simple things, and you don’t have the Qualification to negotiate conditions with me right now.” The White-Clothed Youth glanced at Xiao Wenxin. Xiao Wenxin’s heart trembled. Yes, his life was completely in the hands of this person.
Even if he knew what the other party wanted, he wouldn’t be able to stop them.
When he wielded his saber earlier, Xiao Wenxin could tell that this person’s Strength was far greater than his guards.
Perhaps he was an Expert from the Immortal Realm.
“Understood, Senior.”
Xiao Wenxin could only respectfully agree.
After all, becoming Heir was more important than anything.
“Don’t call me Senior, am I that old?” The White-Clothed Youth said to Xiao Wenxin with a smile, “Just call me Haoyue Envoy.”
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