1359 Blood God Deity Killing Painting

The army of evil soliders were vivid on the paper, gallant, baleful, riding through the sea of fire, as if they was on a mission to kill every living soul!

"Wow, what a scary aura!" Chen Xiaobei felt himself shiver.

He thought about how the 48 Blood God's illusions wiped out the ten thousand ghosts. No matter how the Thousand Eyed Evil Spirit begged, it was without hesitation!

Such fiendish evil spirits were very rare!

Chen Xiaobei had used his Ethereal Force to simply activate the formation. If he had directed enough energy into it, the formation would be fully activated. Now, that would be an even scarier scene!

"When anyone who has less strength than demigods step into this formation, they will die. If I can gather ten thousand evil spirits with 50,000 combat power and above, the formation could even eradicate demigods!"

Chen Xiaobei could barely sit still.

With this Divine Instrument, this impending doom that he would encounter which was being surrounded by so many of his enemies, could be easily solved!

"This Divine Instrument doesn't have a name yet," Chen Xiaobei thought to himself. "Since the Blood Gods are the core of this instrument, I'll use the words 'Blood God'! This painting is filled with evil presence and murderous intent. Most importantly, it's destined to kill demigods!"Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.comfor visiting.

"Then, this Divine Instrument should be called…. Blood God's Deity Killing painting!"

With the Divine Instrument crafted, his troubles solved, and a cool name, Chen Xiaobei's spirits were lifted all at once.

But! There was no such thing as perfection in this world!

Blood God's Deity Killing painting may be powerful but it had a fatal flaw!

It was energy!

"I will need to use 30,000 low-grade Spiritual Stones every time I activate the formation. Right now, I only have the 50,000 Spiritual Stones that I took from Penglai Faction. That's only enough for one activation!"

Chen Xiaobei was devastated. No matter when and where, Spiritual Stones and Spiritual Qi's seemed to be the resource that he lacked the most.

Previously, the Thousand Spirits Formation that he faced was assembled on the Spiritual Path where it could draw Spiritual Qi's from under the ground.

Things were different now.

Soon, Chen Xiaobei completed the installation of the formation into the Divine Instrument. All of the energy it required to be activated would have to be supplied by Chen Xiaobei.

A single use of the formation consumed 30,000 low-grade Spiritual Stones. Most people would not even have the means to use this formation.

By comparison, Monkey King's Jingu Bang was much more economical. It only required 10,000 low-grade Spiritual Stones.

At the same time, the Jingu Bang also had its own limitations. 10,000 Spiritual Stones could only activate it for a mere one minute.

If he was fighting against numerous enemies who were all spread out, one minute was barely enough.

If there were few enemies, however, and they were all clustered together, Jingu Bang would be the most suitable weapon to use.

If there were just too many enemies, and they were all scattered, the Blood God's Deity Killing painting would be most effective.

This time, Chen Xiaobei had four forces coming for him. This was the best opportunity for the painting to prove it's worth.

Dragon City Hospital

"What?! The Mr. Chen who tended to our young master is the master of Bei Xuan Faction, Chen Zhufeng? Why didn't you say anything earlier?" Qi Congying asked.

"We thought you knew who he was, and you deliberately concealed his identity because you wanted to save the young master's life," one of his subordinates explained.

"Why would I know a noboby from Jianghu? Before we came down the mountain, I have never even heard of him!" Qi Congying snorted. "If I had known he was Chen Zhufeng, I would not have let him get away so easily!"

"What should we do now?"

"Now that our young master's condition has stabilized and he's no longer in danger, we'll just go according to the plan! The young master got injured because I did not carry out my duty to protect him well. I must get my hands on that Water Shattering Dagger before he wakes up. That way I could make up for my mistake!"

"Go according to plan? We're going to Bei Xuan Faction tomorrow?"

"Yes! Tomorrow!" Qi Congying said. "If Chen Xiaobei surrenders the Water Shattering Dagger, gets down on his knees and apologizes for humiliating me that day, I might just spare his life! But if he refuses to cooperate, then I'll just go on a killing spree!"

"Alright! I'll go tell the others to get ready for combat tomorrow!" 

At Dragon City's Wangfeng Pavilions, Fragrance Hill.

An elderly man dressed in Hanfu was standing in the pavilion with his hands behind his back.

Of course, the proverbs had always told us to never judge a book by its cover.

When this old man opened his mouth, one could instantly know that he was one those powerful Jianghu elites.

"Xiaokun is our Faction leader's grandson, and the heir of Kunlun Faction. That bastard Chen Xiaobei killed Xiaokun. No matter what it takes, I will capture him alive, bring him back to our faction and torture him to death!" said the old man. He was the grand elder of Kunlun Faction, Zhou Jianyu.

He was also Zhou Xiaokun's grand-uncle. As a blood relative of Xiaokun, his grudge against Chen Xiaobei was deep-seated.

"Brother Jianyu, that's very unbecoming of you!" an elderly man with half a head of white hair and half a head of black hair said. "Chen Xiaobei also killed our Xingxiu Faction's young master! I too have to bring him back to our faction! If you keep him to yourself, what am I supposed to do then?"

This man was the grand elder of Xingxiu faction, Han Wuchang.

Ding Ding'ao's untimely death shook the whole faction. The faction leader was outraged when they delivered the news to him. Han Wuchang had given orders to capture Chen Xiaobei alive. Should the mission fail, the faction leader would chop their heads off.

"Well, that's easy." Zhou Jianyu said. "Xingxiu Faction can come to Kunlun and we'll torture Chen Xiaobei together. Then we'll offer Chen Xiaobei's head to our young masters!"

"Deal! I am relieved to hear that!" Han Wuchang smiled. "Tomorrow, we'll attack Bei Xuan. We have to work together to catch Chen Xiaobei!"

"That's right!" Zhou Jianyu nodded. "This time, even if Chen Xiaobei grows himself a pair of wings, he won't be able to get away!"

In the outskirts of Dragon City: at a mountain forest.

Three odd troops had gathered there.

One of the troops were made up of pale, almost skeletal people who had a noble air surrounding them.

The second group of troops was clad in thick and heavy metal armor adorned with large swords. They looked like medieval Knights from Europe.

The third troops wore long, black robes with slender wands in hand, looking like a group of old-fashioned wisemen.

These three groups may seem completely unrelated, but they actually had one very important thing in common – they all came from America.

All these ancient forces worked for the American government.

They all came here for the sole purpose of apprehending Chen Xiaobei!

"Is everyone here?" The leader of the troops in black robes said, "As we have planned, tomorrow is the day we'll make our move. The president will be watching this battle. You don't need me to remind you what you have to do, right?"