Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws

Armed with the Isolation Sealing Insignia, Four Boundary Daoist Celestials had arrived to kill Chu Kuangren. However, they were all wiped out by him in just a few moments.

His powerful combat strength had stunned everyone.

The whole battlefield immediately entered a moment of silence.

Chu Kuangren’s peerless white figure stood in mid-air looking at a Blood Tribe’s Heavenly Imperials. Following that, he pointed his finger towards that person.

A gigantic finger shadow that contained a miniverse immediately manifested in the void.

The Blood Tribe Heavenly Imperial, who was locked on by this attack, was incredibly horrified. He tried to escape but was eventually hit by that finger strength the next instant.

With a loud boom, a mist of blood erupted in the air, marking the death of a Heavenly Imperial.

“Retreat!”

Another Heavenly Imperial yelled.

Chu Kuangren wanted to chase after them. However, he realized that the Isolation Sealing Insignia was suddenly trembling. To his surprise, that boundary had become stabilized.

He could sense that a powerful suppressing force had erupted from the space surrounding him as if he was hurled into a gravitational vortex.

“Oh, the insignia can still work.”

Chu Kuangren looked at the Isolation Sealing Insignia with a heated gaze, seemingly trying to see through and find out the person controlling it from behind the scenes.

The Emperor qi from his body surged as his Almighty Avatar unleashed a punch.

Since the surrounding spatial suppression force could not hold back against such a force, the majestic fist strength directly landed on the insignia.

The boundary shattered in a blast. As for the insignia, it was sent flying into the distance in a stream of light.

“Leaving so soon? Did you even ask for my permission?”

Chu Kuangren snorted coldly. Then, he took a step forward and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was in front of the insignia, effectively blocking its path.

He raised his hand and reached out towards it. The Almighty Avatar behind him did the same as well.

Once it was grabbed, the Isolation Sealing Insignia vibrated violently. Despite attempting to escape, the Almighty Avatar soon held it down.

“Well, don’t mind if I do. Thanks for the Daoist Weapon.”

Chu Kuangren chuckled.

The Argent King snorted as he saw this from afar with a chilling look from his eyes. Besides losing four Boundary Daoist Celestials this time, their Blood Tribe even lost a Daoist Weapon to their enemy.

This battle had provided them with a better understanding of Chu Kuangren’s strength, and they were also more certain than ever of the threat he posed to the Blood Tribe.

“If this person is alive, he’ll certainly become the Blood Tribe’s bane! We must find a way to get rid of him as soon as possible!” said the Argent King.

“We must not be reckless when dealing with this person. With him around at Stronghold Thirty-One, we’ll have to give up on it for now,” one of the Blood Kings said.

“Yeah, that’s the only thing we can do for now.”

“Order our men to gather every bit of information about this person, including his friends, family, and affiliations. The more detailed, the better.”

“Understood.”

The troops attacking Stronghold Thirty-One retreated.

Without their main combat force, there was no way lower-level cultivators could ever achieve victory despite having the advantage in numbers.

Stronghold Thirty-One emerged victorious once again.

It was even easier for them this time.

Besides witnessing a battle fought between the Heavenly Imperials, the remaining troops did nothing as they had no chance to fight at all.

After returning to Stronghold Thirty-One, Chu Kuangren tried to study the Insignia he had taken, in an attempt to feel the spatial energy contained within it.

“This Daoist Weapon is great for trapping people.”

He kept it well and planned to find the time to refine it in the future.

“Chu Kuangren, Stronghold Thirty-Eight is requesting for backup.”

At this time, Luo Shui found Chu Kuangren and told him.

She also tossed a vial of Supreme Elixirs to him. It was a common supply given to troops during battle to ensure that their spiritual power would not be exhausted.

“I see. Am I needed over there?”

“That’s right.”

Luo Shui nodded slightly.

“Very well.” Chu Kuangren nodded while swallowing the vial of Supreme Elixirs. His Universal Cauldron Physique instantly activated.

In no time, the bottle of Supreme Elixir had been refined.

At the center of Stronghold Thirty-One.

There was a teleportation camp here that connected them with the eighty other strongholds. The same teleportation camp could also be found on the other strongholds, allowing for troops to be easily transported to assist each other in times of need.

Currently, the rest of the strongholds were busy fending off the Blood Tribe troops.

Hence, the only stronghold available to provide support to Stronghold Thirty-Eight was Stronghold Thirty-One, as it suffered the least amount of damage.

Chu Kuangren alone possessed combat strength equivalent to a whole battalion.

“We’re counting on you,” Luo Shui said.

“Don’t worry. You can leave it to me.”

Chu Kuangren chuckled as he stood on the teleportation camp.

…

Stronghold Thirty-Eight.

A gruesome battle was taking place there in space.

Vast energy fluctuations were everywhere, and they rumbled the universe. Among all battles, the fiercest ones were fought between the Heavenly Imperials and the Emperors from both sides.

Hundreds of Emperors and dozens of Heavenly Imperials were taking part in this battle, fighting to their deaths.

However, the situation was not looking good for Stronghold Thirty-Eight as the number of their Emperors was dwindling.

Even their Heavenly Imperials were not doing well.

The commodore of Stronghold Thirty-Eight was a Boundary Daoist Celestial. However, he was currently joining forces with a few Heavenly Imperials to deploy a joint formation technique to trap a Blood Tribe Boundary Daoist Celestial temporarily.

That Blood Tribe Boundary Daoist Celestial was incredibly powerful. Armed with a long spear, every swing he made could rile up terrifying gusts of space wind towards his opponents.

The miniverse contained within his long spear was especially frightening. Once hit, any High-rank Heavenly Imperial would either die or become crippled.

This was an overwhelmingly strong Boundary Daoist Celestial. Whether it be his foundations or the quality of his Dao, they were far stronger than the likes of Stronghold Thirty-Eight’s commodore.

Their difference in strength was so much that he had to join forces with the remaining Heavenly Imperials to activate a joint formation against his opponent. Even so, the battle was incredibly challenging. The more it dragged on, the more damages Stronghold Thirty-Eight would sustain, which was why they could not afford to fight any longer.

“D*mn it!” Stronghold Thirty-Eight’s commodore, Heavenly Imperial Mo Ling gritted his teeth as he resisted the attacks from the Blood Beast Tribe’s Boundary Daoist Celestial.

The Blood Beast Tribe member thrust his spear with a bang, immediately sending a horned yokai from the Firmament Star flying.

“Imperial Sky Ox!”

“D*mn it!” Another member of the Yokai Tribe, Hu Fei’s expression turned grim. She then waved her hand as she roared and turned back into her true Heavenly Fox form.

A Heavenly Fox the size of a mountain rushed and rammed into that member of the Blood Beast Tribe, sending him flying.

Behind her, her nine white tails wagged frantically as if they were nine weapons attacking that Blood Beast Tribe member.

“Get out of my way, you stupid fox!”

The Blood Beast Tribe member roared as he thrust his spear, and a terrifying miniverse power instantly erupted. It broke through the nine fox tails’ attacks and landed on Hu Fei’s body. With that, she blasted away from the battle while spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Hu Fei!”

With two of the most top-notched Yokai Heavenly Imperials injured, Heavenly Imperial Mo Ling roared and transformed into his true Yokai form.

It was a wild serpent beast with nine heads!

A Nine-Headed Snakelet.

With Water and Fire energy sweeping through space, he continued fighting the Blood Beast Tribe member. However, three of his heads were soon cut off by his opponent.

“Haha, you’re nothing but a group of mongrels. I’ll kill every one of you, take over your stronghold, and achieve the first victory today! ”

The Blood Tribe’s Boundary Daoist Celestial laughed.

After that, he immediately hurled his spear towards Heavenly Imperial Mo Ling!

“In your dreams!”

A clear voice rang out.

Then, a gorgeous white jade sword flew in from the distance!

Streaks of sword qi traveled across five hundred kilometers in space, killing all of the Blood Tribe troops wherever it passed!

“What?!”