CHAPTER 1456: CHAPTER 1456: THE ARTIFACT SPIRIT AWAKENS! (SECOND UPDATE)

Blood splattered across the sky, like a rain of blood, pattering to the ground.

The man stared in astonishment at his own chest, when did the Bahuang Sword pierce his body, and why had he not noticed before?

Suddenly, the man’s face turned pale in an instant, he wanted to pull out the Bahuang Sword, but at this moment, the Bahuang Sword refused to leave his body.

"My blood, my essence blood is actually bleeding out..."

The man’s terrified voice echoed throughout the world, shaking the spirits of everyone on the ground.

At this time, one of the descenders suddenly remembered and said aloud: "Anyone struck by the Bahuang Sword will lose a portion of their essence blood, and if it isn’t pulled out in time, it will continue until the essence blood is completely drained."

As Ge Tian’s ultimate treasure, how could it be an ordinary sword?

The Bahuang Sword, having accompanied Ge Tian throughout his life, was long no ordinary sword. Even a common item, when following such a great powerhouse as Ge Tian, would become extraordinary.

"Hurry and pull out the sword, or you’ll die," the descender warned the man.

But, at this moment, the man wanted nothing more than to pull it out, yet the Bahuang Sword seemed to be stuck to his body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t pull it out.

Due to his previous vow, he dared not use his Void-breaking power, or he would end up like Nangong Ao.

But with the Emperor’s power, he simply couldn’t pull it out.

The man was anxious inside, as essence blood was his very source, once lost, it would have a significant impact on his martial path, far more serious than being heavily injured.

Once essence blood is lost, it’s not something that can be easily restored.

The man dared not delay any longer, he gritted his teeth, raised his palm, and fiercely struck the area around the sword’s hilt.

With a great force, the Bahuang Sword instantaneously pierced through his body, causing more blood to gush out.

The man’s vision went black and he swayed, on the brink of collapse, yet the Bahuang Sword finally left his body, giving him a narrow escape from death.

On the ground, Ye Qiu watched this scene, how could he let him off completely?

This battle wasn’t over yet.

"Slash!"

Ye Qiu flicked a finger, the Bahuang Sword drew an arc, and once again stabbed towards the man.

Seeing this situation, the man, already heavily injured, sank into despair. He was now no stronger than Ye Qiu, with a bloody hole in his chest and much lost essence blood, his power plummeted in an instant.

Slash!

The sword came slashing down, piercing through the man’s shoulder, causing blood to spurt again.

Ye Qiu’s gaze was icy, and one slash did not suffice.

Slash! Slash!

One, two, three streaks of blood scattered across the sky.

Although Ye Qiu’s sword couldn’t kill the man, it left not a single unscathed spot on his body, practically turning him into a blood man.

For Jin Shanshun and others at the foot of the Wangyue Peak, this was an exhilarating sight. Clearly, Ye Qiu had turned the tides from disadvantage to advantage and now dominated the battlefield.

As the saying goes, take his life while he’s down.

Ye Qiu upheld this spirit resolutely, even with little strength left, he controlled the Bahuang Sword without hesitation.

The Bahuang Sword rushed in again, the man no longer held the arrogance he once had, showing fear in his eyes.

He was truly frightened by Ye Qiu’s Bahuang Sword. Each downward slash almost caused him to bleed to death from blood loss, yet he continued to fight Ye Qiu, only for the dignity of a strong figure from the ancestral land.

The Bahuang Sword’s tip gleamed cold, and facing this menacing arrow, the man no longer cared about appearances. Life, indeed, was more important than face.

"Stop fighting, I surrender!"

One ’I surrender’ stopped Ye Qiu, who was about to slash the man again, immediately ceasing the Bahuang Sword’s attack. With a flick of his fingers, it returned to his hand at once.

"I surrender..." the man said and immediately left Wangyue Peak without looking at the other descenders, feeling too ashamed to stay since he was the first to admit defeat.

The other descenders looked at each other in shock, surprisingly surrendering, actually admitting defeat to a native.

The broadcast platform erupted with joyous cheers, someone was finally beaten into submission and willingly surrendered.

"Scared by our War God Ye, haha, War God Ye is mighty!"

"War God Ye is mighty!"

As everyone cheered for this battle, Ye Qiu held the Bahuang Sword, with a slight movement of his brows.

"Master."

A voice sounded in Ye Qiu’s mind.

Ye Qiu was delighted inwardly, was this the voice of the Sword Spirit within the Bahuang Sword, had it awakened?

Soon, Ye Qiu saw a childlike figure appear before him, resembling the chubby child on a New Year’s painting, round and plump.

"Master." The Artifact Spirit grinned cutely, rubbing its belly, appearing very satisfied.

"Why did you suddenly wake up?" Ye Qiu couldn’t understand, as he couldn’t contact the Artifact Spirit within the Bahuang Sword before, but now the Sword Spirit appeared on its own.

"I just devoured that man’s essence blood, that’s why I woke up early, doesn’t Master notice I’ve changed?" said the Sword Spirit.

Ye Qiu pondered for a moment, suddenly a flash of insight crossed his face: "You have a body now."

"Master is right, I was just a mass of energy before, but after absorbing someone’s essence blood, I’ve grown a lot,"

Hearing the Sword Spirit’s explanation, Ye Qiu finally understood, it was his opponent’s essence blood that helped the Sword Spirit grow significantly. With a spark of insight, Ye Qiu thought, if in the future he could extract more essence blood from opponents, wouldn’t the Sword Spirit grow faster and the power stronger?

With this thought, he swept away his earlier fatigue and felt a tinge of excitement.

"Master, an enemy is coming!" The Bahuang Sword vibrated, the Sword Spirit warned.

Ye Qiu’s spirit withdrew from the Bahuang Sword, as the last descender, who hadn’t made a move, already stood before him.

"Haha, it’s an old lady," Ye Qiu thought to himself.

Standing before him was Granny Bai, the Protector of the Turquoise Pool Saintess. Now all other descenders were placing their hopes on Granny Bai.

Regardless, Granny Bai was from the Turquoise Pool sacred land, her strength definitely wouldn’t be weak. With her being the last straw to defeat Ye Qiu, it was entirely possible.

"Kid, our Saintess thinks highly of you." Granny Bai started with a mysterious-sounding line.

Hm?

Ye Qiu didn’t know what she meant, Saintess? Could she be the Protector of the Turquoise Pool Saintess?

Ye Qiu laughed: "Alright, I understand, since you are the Protector of the Turquoise Pool, rest assured, for her sake, I won’t beat you too badly."

Ye Qiu didn’t send his message through sound, but spoke boldly, with no intention of hiding.

After hearing Ye Qiu say this, the other descenders were puzzled, but the clever Turquoise Pool frowned slightly, seeming to have guessed something.

Granny Bai was about to say she disliked Ye Qiu, but Ye Qiu’s words stuck it in her throat.

"Hmph, you think a native like you can defeat me?"

Looking at the murderous Granny Bai, Ye Qiu tightened his grip on the Bahuang Sword and said blandly: "My principle is not to hit women, but you, at such an old age, not retiring gracefully, instead running here to fight me, for an old woman like you, I won’t show mercy, ah, wait... you don’t deserve this term."

"Painting a green coat on an old cucumber, coming to pretend young, suits you better!"

Hearing Ye Qiu’s sudden sharp tongue, everyone was shocked, if they heard right, the War God Ye was dissing someone.