“Tsk!”

  The King of War snorted disdainfully at the reunion of the father and daughter and the King of Blades’ merciful act. He turned to leave without even looking at Xiao Luo, still sprawled on the ground, after being severely injured by him.

  But he suddenly stopped after taking just three steps as he sensed a strange aura coming from behind him. It was a chilly sensation as if the gates of hell had opened.

  The King of War hurriedly turned around, and he was shocked by what he saw…

  “What is this? Is it even a thing?” he muttered in disbelief.

  Xiao Luo was standing upright, but he was unrecognizable, for his appearance had undergone a drastic change. His skin was white from head to toe. In stark contrast to his pale complexion, his fingernails and toenails were black. His long white hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and his flaming scarlet eyes revealed his thirst for blood. His clothes were torn and tattered, revealing his lithe and sinewy form that stood over two meters tall.

  Xiao Luo stood in silence and there was no life force emanating from his body—he seemed calm at the moment. But the atmosphere was thick with a sense of trepidation, and it felt suffocating.

  The people from the Light Clan gathered around them stared at Xiao Luo in shock. Their hearts raced when they saw the figure before them.

  What was going on?

  Why would the descendant of the Xiao Clan assume such a terrifying look?

  They were not the only ones, for the Duck Emperor was equally shocked but bewildered. Though the white-skinned figure still resembled Xiao Luo, his ominous presence was more akin to an Asura from hell. He exuded a strange and sinister aura from his entire body.

  “Eh? Is this not the extreme state that only the Chief of the Xiao Clan assumes when he goes berserk? Can this brat transform into such a state as well?” asked the King of Blades with a deep frown.

  Quickly recovering from the surprise, the King of Thunder smiled and said, “Now, this is interesting. Are you not being too self-righteous, King of War? Go on, fight him!”

  After the King of War had ridiculed him relentlessly, the King of Thunder could not wait to see him make a fool of himself. He intended to add insult to injury by laughing after this strange man from the Xiao Clan defeated the King of War.

  Gulp!

  Curisa swallowed with difficulty. Pearls of sweat were running down his forehead as he muttered to himself, “What kind of freak is this guy? Could he be the reincarnation of the Chieftain of the Xiao Clan?”

  Right from the beginning, the King of Blades had watched calmly in a relaxed demeanor. He was indifferent to what was happening. But his face slowly changed expression while his eyes became more solemn.

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  The King of War glared at Xiao Luo, then smiled as he raised his hand to rub his nose and asked, “Xiao Luo, what is this form that you have assumed?”

  Xiao Luo said nothing. He only stared back at the King with a glowering pair of scarlet eyes.

  “Hmm, has he lost his consciousness and the ability to communicate normally?”

  The King of War chuckled and the urge to fight once again took hold of him. Smiling like a savage beast, he snarled, “Since it is the case, I guess you will not try to evade even if I cut off your head?”

  “Will you move away from my attack? Answer me, Xiao Luo!”

  With the blood-curdling bellow, the King of War went into a frenzy. His mind went berserk and he attacked maniacally like a wild demonic beast. The notched long blade sliced through the air, gaining momentum as it swept toward Xiao Luo’s neck.

  “Move away, you darn kid!”

  Duck Emperor screamed at the top of his lungs. If the attack landed on its mark, his head would fall off for sure.

  Xiao Luo remained motionless, rooted to the same spot as if he had lost the ability to communicate with the outside world. However, when the King of War’s long blade was just about to slash his neck, he suddenly stirred. His white, sinewy hand shot out at lightning speed and clasped the blade with all five fingers.

  CLANG!

  A metallic ring echoed as Xiao Luo stopped the long blade with his palm with uncanny precision.

  The King of War’s eyes widened in shock as he stared at the enigmatic man before him. Did he just stop my long blade with his bare hand?

  For a brief moment, time stood still. Everyone stood rooted with wide eyes and pale faces, looking horrified. A sense of dismal fear permeated through the crowd of people in the vicinity. They could not believe that the man had caught the blade with his bare hand. It was simply not possible!

  Intercepted an attack from the King of War with his bare hand?

  How is it even possible? Could it be a trick?

  Curisa burst into a cold sweat. His hands started shaking at first, and then he could not control his entire body from shuddering uncontrollably.

  “What the…? I must be seeing things!”

  The King of Thunder’s eyeballs almost popped out as expletives flew out from his mouth. As one of the four Kings, he knew the strength of the King of War very well—he was a vicious primordial beast. It would not be an exaggeration at all to describe him as a fighting madman. Was an attack by the King of War something anyone could take on with their bare hands? Well, someone was certainly doing it right now, and the man even seized his blade. It was unimaginable.

  Duck Emperor was dumbfounded, unable to say even a word.

  Roar!

  With a savage roar, Xiao Luo hurled his feet at the King of War’s chest in a series of forceful kicks.

  POW! POW! POW!

  The King of War was blown away and slammed into the wall of the giant crater. Layers of soil from the crater wall collapsed as the King of War plunged through dozens of meters of soil and left a deep dark hole in the crater wall. Sand and dust billowed from the deep hole.

  Xiao Luo casually discarded the King of War’s blade. He turned into a ray of white luminescent light and shot through the layers of soil. He was going after the King of War with an intent to kill.

  BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

  Once again, the two combatants engaged in a ferocious battle. As they fought inside the dirt-filled tunnel, the ground collapsed inch after inch. Violent roars echoed incessantly from inside the tunnel.

  After a while, the King of War emerged from the tunnel. And just as what had happened to Xiao Luo earlier on, it was now his turn to be flung out. His body, covered in mud, was launched into the sky. Xiao Luo flew out after him at almost the same time. Bounding straight up in the air, he opened his right palm and drove the King of War down to the ground. His palm was clasped over the face of the King of War like an octopus.

  BOOM!

  Rocks were sent flying in all directions, and dust was swirling everywhere. The impact created an immense crater with a diameter of about 100 meters.

  It was a repeat of the method and technique the King of War had used on Xiao Luo. As one would say, it was payback using one’s coin!

  “Xiao Luo…”

  The King of War regained his senses. He was humiliated and felt enraged. The anger showed in his eyes. But before he could make any move, Xiao Luo stepped on his head.

  BOOM!

  With that strike, the diameter of the giant crater instantly expanded over ten meters. Half of the King of War’s head laid buried in the soil and blood was everywhere. Trapped under Xiao Luo’s foot, he had no chance to defend himself.

  Xiao Luo’s overpowering strength and ruthlessness dominated his opponent!

  The people of the Light Clan were frightened, for Xiao Luo had struck terror into their very souls. Duck Emperor felt the same. The attack from Xiao Luo was simply cruel.

  Xiao Luo pointed his palm toward the King of War, now lying on the ground, and a crimson-black energy blade appeared. The spiritual energy within the blade emanated a destructive aura and cowed the spectators.

  “Merciless, eh?”

  It stunned the King of War for a moment, then he laughed and said, “So, this is the traditional style of the Xiao Clan!”

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