Da Xuan Martial Saint-Chapter 736 - 411: Two Spirit Ancestors

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Chapter 736: Chapter 411: Two Spirit Ancestors

Seeing the emerald hand getting crushed.

The Grandmaster of the Pure Sea Palace who was attacked slightly relaxed at heart, and a hint of complacency flashed through his eyes. Although fending off that strike was not his own ability, but the combined effort of everyone, surviving an assault from a Blood Exchange Realm expert was definitely worth talking about extensively.

The Spiritual Ancestor was nothing more than this.

Shen Borui thought this, his eyes revealing a trace of composure.

Long Shaochang also had a flicker of light in his eyes, feeling that the previous strike, although much stronger than the Marrow Cleansing Grandmasters, had indeed reached the level of the Blood Exchange Realm, but compared to the capabilities described in the intelligence about the Spiritual Ancestor, it seemed somewhat lacking. He wondered whether the Spiritual Ancestor was injured or had become too old and was finally decaying.

However, no matter what, since the other party was a Blood Exchange Realm expert, he should not be underestimated. Now that an ambush had been launched, it was still best to quickly regroup and strengthen their defenses.

At this moment, everyone’s attention was focused in one direction, where the power of Xunmu surged, possessing an aura distinct from the Marrow Cleansing Realm Grandmasters and stronger than anyone present.

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Just as Long Shaochang was about to issue an order for everyone to consolidate and fortify.

Another twist occurred!

Swish!

On a particularly thick extended branch behind everyone, the robust Xunmu suddenly twisted, flowing like mud and rocks, and a figure emerged from the branch, arriving silently in an instant behind another Grandmaster from the Vast Ocean Pavilion who was positioned on the outskirts!

His face aged, his eyes showing a cold indifference, he swung forward a piece of Xunmu heart branch in his hand, unleashing a surge of emerald Spiritual Power. It was indeed Spiritual Ancestor Ling Huan!

“Oh no.”

The attacked Vast Ocean Pavilion Grandmaster’s expression drastically changed.

Everyone’s focus was locked in the direction where a powerful surge of Spiritual Power was felt, undoubtedly belonging to the Spiritual Ancestor. How could another Spiritual Ancestor appear behind him?!

This sudden event stunned everyone on the field.

Because everyone’s focus was interconnected, almost all were confronting the powerful surge in front of them, locking onto its location, and the surge in front had never disappeared, the sudden appearance of a second one from behind was completely unexpected!

“This is bad.”

Long Shaochang’s pupils also constricted intensely.

As everyone’s attention was concentrated in front, and the consolidated force of Vast Ocean was confronting the aura in front, facing the second ‘Spiritual Ancestor’ suddenly emerging from behind, they were unable to react immediately!

The tide-like force of the Vast Ocean, under everyone’s control, slightly shifted direction in an attempt to defend against the Spiritual Ancestor who had suddenly appeared from behind, but this time they were a step too late!

Pff.

The Spiritual Ancestor’s gaze was indifferent, and his Xunmu heart branch had already pierced through, wiping out most of the chest of that Vast Ocean Pavilion Grandmaster, leaving only half a torso.

“Ah…”

The Vast Ocean Pavilion Grandmaster, with half his body lost, still had a trace of disbelief in his eyes, and he desperately reached out with his remaining right hand, trying to lift it with difficulty, but eventually, all his strength was quickly drained, and he collapsed into a pool of blood.

Many Grandmasters who appeared somewhat composed were now incredibly shocked and dared not underestimate the situation, and without even needing Long Shaochang’s command, they had already retreated, gathering together instantly.

And at that moment.

Under everyone’s consolidated Vast Ocean Formation, they could sense two distinct auras!

These two forces, one strong and one weak, but undoubtedly both were much stronger than the Marrow Cleansing Grandmasters, having reached the level of the Blood Exchange Realm!

“Two?”

Shen Borui looked horrified.

Although cultivators of Martial Arts like Kan Water and Blood Fiend could use certain techniques to temporarily congregate a clone, both forces under their Vast Ocean Great Formation’s lock were real beings, not Spirit Power condensed clones.

And as everyone watched in horror, the aura hidden within Xunmu in front slowly revealed its true form, which was a young Spirit Human, his skin emerald, looking much younger than Ling Huan, but the aura resonating around him was undoubtedly of the Blood Exchange Realm level, surpassing Marrow Cleansing.

The second Spiritual Ancestor!

No.

More accurately, it should be said… the newly emerged ‘Spirit Ancestor’ of the Spirit People Race, the second newly birthed Blood Exchange Realm!

“How could this be?”

Long Shaochang also felt somewhat incredulous.

As a character from one of the three great sects of the Outer Sea, their understanding of Xunmu Cave Heaven and even the Spirit People Race was much deeper than others. For example, although Xunmu Cave Heaven was rich in resources, the top Spirit People even had inexhaustible Wood Spirit Liquid, but this Cave Heaven World had certain limitations and it was almost impossible to breakthrough to Blood Exchange within Xunmu Cave Heaven.

Even for Spiritual Ancestor Ling Huan, in their judgment, he most likely used some special method to step into the Blood Exchange Realm. For a thousand years, no second Spiritual Ancestor had been born in the entire Xunmu Cave Heaven, which led them to believe that the number of Blood Exchange Realm entities that Xunmu Cave Heaven could support was at most one.

But now, their previous judgment had been completely overturned!

“Wood Spirit derivation!”

The young new-era Spirit Ancestor, Ling Ji, now looked at Shen Borui and others with indifferent eyes, even expressing hatred, and with an open hand, he reached forward with a remote press.