Eternal Sacred King-Chapter 1583: Patriarch Teng Han

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Translator: Legge

All the living beings of the ten thousand races looked at Goddess True Jade in shock.

After True Jade appeared, no one had expected such a flawless woman to be so terrifying the moment she attacked!

Two Mahayana Patriarchs were killed by True Jade without hesitation!

Right then, Rakshasa Yu’s voice sounded in Su Zimo’s mind as she questioned him in a cold and furious manner.

“Who is that woman?”

“What’s your relationship with her?”

“Why does she care so much about you?”

Su Zimo frowned slightly and ignored Rakshasa Yu.

Right now, his blood qi was weak and he was trying his best to recover—there was no time for him to bother about Rakshasa Yu’s sudden tantrum.

“Sigh,”

‘When Rakshasa Yu saw no response from Su Zimo, for some reason, she sighed gently. “Leave quickly. Our Patriarch is about to arrive. It’ll be too late if you don’t leave now.”

The moment she said that, a Blood Sea appeared above Enigma Palace with a torrential blood stench. It covered the skies and enveloped the firmaments!

A terrifying might descended!

‘The living beings of the ten thousand races were silent with horrified expressions!

In fact, the pressure was superior to the two Patriarchs, Tian Kui and Di Cang!

True Jade frowned slightly as well and looked at the Blood Sea in the skies with a grim expression.

“Hehehehe…!”

Asinister laughter sounded from the Blood Sea.

The Blood Sea surged and created raging tides. Within, a figure appeared faintly with a terrifying aura!

“Our young master of the Blood Vine race is dead again!”

The voice from the Blood Sea sounded, chilling to the bones.

“Patriarch, Desolate Martial killed him!”

A Blood Vine clansman stood out hurriedly and said tragically.

“Good, good, good!”

The voice in the Blood Sea praised repeatedly, “Desolate Martial, you killed two young masters of the Blood Vine race! I, Teng Han, will make you regret coming to this world today!”

Before his sentence was finished, the endless Blood Sea that blanketed the skies gathered at a visible speed!

In the blink of an eye, the endless Blood Sea transformed into a figure!

Psst!

The living beings of the ten thousand races gasped in shock!

It was unimaginable how terrifying the power of such a massive Blood Sea was.

But now, such a tremendous power was condensed in the body of a Blood Vine—how strong was he?!

The Blood Vine Patriarch stood in midair and was dressed in a blood-colored robe. He was a middle-aged man and descended slowly with a ruthless expression.

“Greetings, Patriarch Teng Han!”

Many Blood Vines knelt on the ground and shouted with respectful expressions.

“Rise,”

Patriarch Teng Han nodded slightly and surveyed his surroundings. The killing intent in his eyes intensified as he looked at the corpses of the Blood Vine race on the ground!

The Primordial Six Races suffered considerable losses as well in their battle against the human cultivators.

This time round, there were hundreds of Blood Vine that came; the battle earlier killed close to a hundred of them!

Furthermore, the young master of the Blood Vine race was killed by Su Zimo!

“Fifth, this Blood Vine is a little strong,”

‘The spirit tiger was secretly alarmed and sent a voice transmission, “I merely took a single look at him and I felt my bloodline stir, showing signs of gushing out!”

“Lwonder if Goddess True Jade can stop him.”

Little Fox was worried.

“It’s hard to tell,”

Night Spirit shook his head gently.

“This Patriarch Teng Han’s cultivation is higher than Goddess True Jade?”

Monkey asked with a frown.

Night Spirit shook his head. “Not really. This Patriarch Teng Han is only at early-stage Mahayana,”

After a brief pause, he continued, “However, the bloodline of the primordial races is innately strong, Even at early-stage Mahayana, their combat strength after their innate divine powers transform their bodies, bloodlines and Essence Spirits is equivalent to a human comprehending more than ten lesser

divine powers.”

“You mean to say that the combat strength of an early-stage Mahayana is equivalent to a mid-stage Mahayana of the human race?” Monkey’s heart skipped a beat.

“They’re either comparable or stronger!”

Night Spirit nodded.

He said, “When the primordial races grow to the mid-stage Mahayana realm, it’s equivalent to humans comprehending more than ten greater divine powers. They can fight against perfected Mahayana Patriarchs of the human race!”

“If the primordial races grow to the late-stage Mahayana realm, even without comprehending any supreme divine powers, their innate divine powers will grow to a supreme level.”

Monkey and the others were shocked!

Qing Qing asked hurriedly, “You mean to say that the moment a primordial race advances to become a late-stage Mahayana Patriarch, it’s equivalent to comprehending a supreme divine power?”

For humans, comprehending a supreme divine power was equivalent to being an Emperor!

Night Spirit nodded. “That’s why it’s said that in the ancient books of the human race, some Patriarchs of the primordial races can fight against Emperors of the human race.”

“If primordial races grow to the perfected Mahayana realm…”

Little Fox did not dare to continue thinking.

Night Spirit said, “A primordial race at the perfected Mahayana realm is equivalent to possessing two supreme divine powers! Once a primordial race comprehends a supreme divine power and becomes an Emperor, it means that even the most ordinary Emperors of the primordial races possesses three

supreme divine powers!”

“No wonder,”

A look of realization flashed through monkey and the others’ eyes.

Back in the ancient war, although the human race welcomed the golden era and the cultivation civilization reached its peak with multiple Emperors, they were still steadily defeated.

Most Emperors of the human race could not go against Emperors of the primordial races.

This was the reason!

‘As long as a human Patriarch comprehended a supreme divine power, he could become an Emperor.

However, the most ordinary Emperors of the primordial races possessed three supreme divine powers!

Nobody knew the primordial races better than Night Spirit.

Of course, as a taboo, his growth potential was even more terrifying than the primordial races!

“Patriarch Teng Han, you have to take revenge for us!”

A Blood Vine grit his teeth. “These human ants are getting more daring. They even dare to resist!”

“That’s right!”

Another Blood Vine said hatefully, “Young Master Teng Luo died in an unjust manner! Desolate Martial was the one who ambushed him and killed him with a single arrow!”

“Don’t worry,”

Patriarch Teng Han grinned sinisterly. “T’ll let these human ants know who are the true masters of Tianhuang Mainland!”

Before his sentence was finished, he suddenly opened his mouth and took a deep breath!

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The few hundred living beings closest to him, be it human cultivators, demons or beings of other races, exploded into blood mists!

The blood mist gathered in midair and turned into blood that surged towards Patriarch Teng Han’s mouth!

Instantly, several hundred streams of blood surged into Patriarch Teng Han’s mouth from all directions.

That scene looked extremely terrifying and sent shivers down the spines of all living beings!

What sort of power was that?

With just a gentle breath, the blood of the living beings of the ten thousand races left their bodies uncontrollably and was sucked into Patriarch Teng Han’s mouth!

Even Half-Martial Ancestor experts lost their blood qi with that gentle suction, let alone Conjoint Body Mighty Figures!

They tured into dried corpses and died in the blink of an eye!

The living beings of the ten thousand races were in an uproar and retreated one after another, afraid that they would be devoured by Patriarch Teng Han!