Dominating Martial King

——What in the world is happening? To the Human Clan’s slave tribe, they fight when they want, kill when they want, consume when they wish, yet now a human dares to stand before them, wanting to use their tribal leader’s blood to refine a secret medicine.

——How can someone in this world be so powerful, able to suppress them single-handedly, leaving their leader at his mercy? This is practically the power of the Gods!

In the camp of the Gray Blood Tribe, there were still numerous humans.

They were slaves selected by the Giant Spirits, scattered in the corners of the camp, serving the daily needs of the Gray Blood Giant Spirits.

At this moment, those who were close by had complex expressions in their eyes, looking up at the sky, at the young human who looked down with his hand on his sword, his face indifferent, but whose presence was unmatched.

Just now, this person not only suppressed the Gray Blood Tribe but also verbally challenged the Heavenly Emperor, bringing silence to the entire Buzhou Mountain!

Though of the same Human Clan, this young man possessed an unmistakable unmatched sharpness, with every word and action exuding an innate kingly dominance, forceful and overwhelming!

They looked at Chu Xisheng, feeling as if they were dreaming.

——Is this person truly one of their kind?

——He must be from the Divine Continent’s humans? It’s said they invented Martial Arts to break the curse of the gods, but can their martial skills be so strong? Strong enough to force Huang Tianqi to his knees, unable to resist!

——Impossible! Absolutely impossible! We humans are naturally lowly, born to be enslaved by the Giant Spirits. Only by wholeheartedly serving our masters can we be allowed to exist in this world.

——Are they truly from the Human Clan? It’s simply rebellious! Our masters say we humans have committed endless sins in the past, thus cursed by all gods, and we are now atoning. How dare he act so audaciously?

——Damn it! With such high talent, he’s not striving to serve the Giant Spirit masters and doesn’t even revere the Gods!

——Despicable! This guy has offended the Gray Blood Tribe’s Giant Spirit masters, our future is doomed.

At a height of two hundred zhang, Chu Xisheng glanced below with slight surprise.

Due to his Divine Intent Blade Heart, he could sense strong enemy intent among these enslaved humans.

He then smirked slightly, not caring in the least.

Only those truly tamed humans have the qualification to become slaves in the Gray Blood Tribe.

Among the myriad slave tribes in Buzhou Mountain, not just anyone from the Human Clan qualifies to serve these Giant Spirits.

Chu Xisheng did not intend to regard these people as kin.

He continued to look down at Huang Tianqi: "I thought that vast Buzhou Mountain would have a few Giant Spirits with some backbone. It seems I was mistaken; neither your wished-for Southern Heavenly Emperor nor the so-called strong ones of Buzhou Mountain dare to come."

As he spoke, he drew the Heavenly Justice Blade: "I heard your Gray Blood Tribe loves to eat humans? Even created a cuisine using our Human Clan, famous across Buzhou Mountain, right?

So this time, apart from your blood, I will slay all four hundred and ninety thousand of your tribe’s youths and adults! To honor our fallen comrades!"

"Roar!"

Huang Tianqi let out a muffled roar, his muscles swelling and bulging as he struggled.

His pupils turned blood-red, desperately trying to break free from Chu Xisheng’s suppressive Sword Intent.

Huang Tianqi pushed the Chaos Bloodline within him to absorb and convert the penetrating Sword Intent into Chaos.

This human wretch, bastard, does he intend to destroy the Gray Blood Tribe?

To his despair, Chu Xisheng’s Sword Intent grew even stronger!

The immense, sharp, and merciless intent was dozens of times more powerful than it was a moment ago!

Despite burning his entire qi-blood, he could not move an inch, and instead, his skin began to crack, the flesh and bones threatening to separate.

"Rest assured, as a descendant of Wisdom God Long Xi, I am not like you Chaotic Giant Spirits, devoid of humanity."

Chu Xisheng’s lips curved into a slight smile: "Since I said the target is limited to your youths, the elders and young of your tribe will not be harmed a single bit."

Huang Tianqi’s eyes bled.

He thought, what difference does this make to exterminating the Gray Blood Tribe?

The land battles of Buzhou Mountain are brutal; without enough youth, the Gray Blood Tribe will be coveted by other clans, devoured by wolves, the entire tribe swallowed whole.

As for the elderly and the young female Giant Spirits, they might have a chance to survive, but the remaining old and children have none!

Even if they survive, they will eventually become part of the slave tribes.

Without the spiritual medicine of Buzhou Mountain, their bloodlines will surely decline with each generation, losing the innate divine bodies and powers accumulated since the Chaos Era.

"Peng! Peng! Peng!"

With three successive blasts, blood mists erupted in the distance.

Those were three First-grade Giant Spirits of the Gray Blood Tribe, rebelling fiercely upon hearing Chu Xisheng’s words, only to have their heads blown apart by Chu Xisheng’s Divine Intent Saber!

The next moment, the blood mist covered a region of twenty li around.

It was the most elite twenty thousand imperial guards of the Gray Blood Tribe, slaughtered by Chu Xisheng’s Blade Intent!

In this instant, a pair of blood-colored wings unfurled behind Chu Xisheng.

The length of these Blood Wings, originally about nine zhang, now stretched to around twelve zhang each, extending countless blood-colored threads, explosively spreading in all directions.