CHAPTER 528: CHAPTER 527: THE COMPETENT SPARROW_1

Those strands of killing intent surged skyward, and seven blood blades manifested in an instant. Each blood blade was a hundred zhang long, resembling a massive, blood-red sickle and radiating an unparalleled, baleful aura!

Hmm? Qin Feiyang frowned. These seven blood blades have indeed grown significantly larger, but their aura isn’t much different than before. What on earth is Mo Wushen up to?

"Seven Kills Technique, Seven Kills Unite!"

But at this moment, with Mo Wushen’s icy declaration, the seven blood blades roared and astonishingly merged!

CLANG!

The next moment, a blood blade, now over a thousand zhang long, burst into existence! It resembled a blood moon, hanging high in the sky, unleashing an aura of world-ending destruction!

The moment this blood blade appeared, both the Fire Bull and the woman in the black skirt blanched. Even Qin Feiyang and Fatty, along with the Wolf King, couldn’t help their pupils constricting. The momentum of this blood blade had increased dramatically; its threat level was already nearing the threshold of a perfect battle art!

"Beast, pay the price for your earlier actions!" Mo Wushen roared to the heavens, his crimson hair whipping wildly in the wind. With a wave of his hand, the blood blade trembled fiercely and slashed furiously down towards the Fire Bull.

"Do you think I, the Emperor, am a fool? To just stand here and let you kill me?" The Fire Bull sneered. Despite its massive body, it was incredibly agile and easily dodged the attack.

The blood blade whizzed past it, hurtling towards the magma lake below.

The Fire Flood Dragon was about to scoff. However, before it could utter a sound, the blood blade astonishingly pivoted in mid-air and shot towards it once more.

What’s happening?! The Fire Bull was aghast.

"The Seven Kills Unification grants the ability to lock onto an opponent," Mo Wushen explained coolly. "Once targeted by the blood blade’s aura, it can only be neutralized head-on. Otherwise, no matter where you flee, it will hunt you to the ends of the earth!"

He sneered, completely confident in the blood blade’s lethal power.

"Neutralize it head-on?" Upon hearing this, a savage light glinted in the Fire Bull’s eyes. "Then this Emperor will test just how powerful the strongest attack of an insignificant ant like you truly is!"

BOOM!

As the words fell, its colossal body began to swell with the wind. In the blink of an eye, a behemoth several hundred zhang tall emerged. It loomed high like a towering mountain range, its ferocious might awing all in every direction!

Damn, this is its true form? Fatty was dumbfounded.

A strong fellow, indeed, the Wolf King muttered. For such words to come from its mouth was exceptionally rare.

"Perish, ant!" the Fire Bull roared. Its iron hooves trod upon the void. Enveloped in flames, its entire body resembled a radiant meteor as it rammed towards the blood blade!

BOOM! The two collided thunderously. A tremendous crash instantly erupted, shaking the heavens and the earth!

MOO! Simultaneously, a roar of agony resounded.

The blood blade had unbelievably torn through the Fire Bull’s defenses; the blade had plunged into its head, and blood gushed out!

The Fire Bull began to panic.

BOOM! Its Battle Intent surged out unreservedly, blasting towards the blood blade.

CRACK! The blood blade immediately began to disintegrate.

"Human, you will die!" the Fire Bull roared in fury. From its back, a bull horn, a hundred meters long, sprang forth. The entire horn was crimson, as if cast from magma, and had a curved shape—this was its Battle Soul!

BOOM! The bull horn trembled violently, emanating a terrifying aura as it furiously shot towards Mo Wushen!

"The one dying today is you!" Mo Wushen was genuinely enraged now.

The blood-red short sword Battle Soul ascended from his back, trailing an overwhelming sanguine light as it slashed at the bull horn!

BOOM! The two Battle Souls clashed, evenly matched, and became locked in a stalemate high above.

Interesting, the Wolf King thought with a malicious smirk. If this continues, it will end in mutual injury.

Qin Feiyang said, "Mo Wushen’s strength is not to be underestimated. If he were at his peak, the Fire Bull would definitely be no match for him."

Fatty frowned. "What I find strange is, why didn’t Mo Wushen go all out from the start when dealing with the Fire Flood Dragon?"

If he had used his full strength then, the Fire Flood Dragon definitely wouldn’t have escaped, and this fight with the Fire Bull wouldn’t be happening now.

Qin Feiyang said, "He must have been guarding against Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan."

Although the three had reached an agreement earlier, each was secretly scheming against the others, so they had to be wary.

Three Stars passed!

With a loud CRACK, the blood-red short sword began to shatter, while the bull horn remained unharmed!

But at that very same moment, the shattered remnants of the blood blade also slashed through the Fire Bull’s skull. Blood flowed like a waterfall!

It was evident that:

In the clash of Battle Souls, the Fire Bull held the advantage.

However, when comparing the blood blade’s lethality to the Fire Bull’s defensive power, the blood blade was clearly a notch stronger!

But comparatively, the Fire Bull was in greater danger. The blood blade was already threatening its life.

And even if Mo Wushen’s Battle Soul, the blood-red short sword, shattered, it would at most severely injure him; it wouldn’t pose a threat to his life.

Therefore, the Fire Bull was even more flustered. It even began to contemplate compromise.

But it was unwilling! As the emperor of this region, surrendering to a human was an unparalleled humiliation.

CRACK! The blood blade pushed a few inches deeper, coming dangerously close to the Fire Bull’s Sea of Consciousness!

This time, the Fire Bull dared not hesitate any longer.

"Human, if we continue this fight, there will be no benefit for either of us. Let’s call a truce.

"As for the Fire Flood Dragon, this Emperor will no longer interfere. You may do as you please with it," the Fire Bull proposed.

"Dream on!" Mo Wushen’s eyes brimmed with killing intent. The burning wound on his face was a constant reminder: if he didn’t kill this Fire Bull, the humiliation would never be erased!

"Human, don’t push your luck!" the Fire Bull roared furiously. As the Beast Emperor, it had already swallowed its pride and initiated a compromise. What more did he want?