Chapter 1832: The Appearance of the Chen Spirit Emperor

"Break!"

Seeing the elder block the Dragon Bone Divine Spear, Zhang Xuan's expression changed, and he no longer bothered to conceal his identity. The Ethereal Sword appeared, and he raised it, slashing forward.

Although the elder was a formidable expert at the Ancient Sage 2-dan, Hundred Schools of Philosophers realm, he had expended a great deal of energy to purify the dragon blood, and his strength was no longer what it once was. With a single strike, the barrier he had formed was torn apart by the Ethereal Sword.

"Pfft!" Blood spurted out, but the elder did not retreat. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he raised his hand again.

True energy surged forth, trapping the Dragon Bone Divine Spear, which was unable to reach the dragon blood for a short while.

"You're asking for death!" Zhang Xuan had not expected this fellow to be so tenacious even in his weakened state. With a furious expression, he brought the Ethereal Sword down again.

As long as he killed this fellow, the restraint he had created would naturally dissipate.

"Hmph!" Knowing Zhang Xuan would attack, the elder's hand slid forward.

Something resembling silk flew out, covering the sky in the blink of an eye, and enveloped the sword qi.

It was a treasure, and while it hadn't reached the Ancient Sage level, it was at the peak of Half-Ancient Sage. It carried powerful hypnotic and restrictive effects. The moment it appeared, Zhang Xuan felt his true energy being confined, making it difficult to unleash.

Whoosh! An Ancient Sage from the Spirit Tribe suddenly appeared and threw a punch in mid-air to meet it.

It was none other than the corpse Zhang Xuan had refined earlier.

Rip! Though merely a corpse, it had been refined into a soulless golden figure, possessing immense combat power. With a single punch, space shattered, and the red silk was instantly torn to shreds.

A second mouthful of blood spurted out. The elder, already heavily wounded, could no longer hold on. He was sent flying backward and crashed heavily onto the ground. It seemed he would be unable to move for a short while.

"Go quickly!" The Ethereal Sword slashed twice consecutively, tearing open the seal left by the elder. Zhang Xuan shouted loudly.

"Yes!" The Dragon Bone Divine Spear let out a whistle and charged forward.

In the blink of an eye, it arrived before the dragon blood. The massive bone dragon opened its maw and bit towards the blood.

Just as the blood was about to enter its body, all its movements seemed to instantly freeze. The bone dragon became rigid, motionless in the air. The blood also floated quietly, and the dragon shape within it no longer roared.

"Oh no..." Zhang Xuan's pupils contracted, and he quickly looked up. He then saw a figure appear from nowhere, pointing a finger forward.

The spatial confinement before them was precisely his doing. The Spirit Emperor!

Chen Ling Emperor had appeared at this moment. Although his face was a bit pale and he didn't seem fully recovered, he was, after all, an expert at the Blood Reincarnation pinnacle realm. The Dragon Bone Divine Spear was simply no match for him!

"You are that Zhang Xuan? How dare you come to the Spirit Tribe? You're asking for death..." After freezing the space, Chen Ling Emperor raised an eyebrow, looked at Zhang Xuan, and anger gleamed in his eyes.

The Dragon Bone Divine Spear and the Ethereal Sword were all iconic items. Even though Zhang Xuan was currently disguised as Ancient Sage Lanya, he was still recognized.

"Whether I'm asking for death or not is not for you to decide. Harvester of Souls, attack!" Seeing the opponent appear, Zhang Xuan's palm trembled, and he unleashed his strongest trump card.

The Tome of Heaven's Path appeared, and a hand from the Harvester of Souls stretched out from the book, its fingertip gently tracing the air.

Rip! The confined space began to flow again, and the bone dragon's massive maw quickly snapped shut.

Clack! Its teeth clashed, shaking the surroundings, but it failed to swallow the dragon blood.

"Humans have actually infiltrated here? Spirit Emperor, your defenses are getting weaker and weaker..." A faint voice rang out, followed by a captivating figure appearing in the main hall. The drop of blood from moments ago was now spinning between her fingertips.

Clearly, at the very moment the bone dragon was about to devour it, she had snatched the drop of dragon blood.

It was a woman, appearing to be around thirty years old. Her cultivation was unfathomable. Like the elder before, she had also reached the Ancient Sage 2-dan, Hundred Schools of Philosophers realm.

Zhang Xuan's eyebrows rose.

He had long guessed that there would be several Ancient Sages in the Spirit Emperor's bed-chamber, but he hadn't expected them to arrive so quickly.

"Seize the blood..." Knowing that time waited for no one and that every extra second meant more danger, Zhang Xuan quickly gave a command.

The hand from the Tome of Heaven's Path reached out through the air towards the woman holding the blood.

With a single grab, space was confined, and the woman's body was instantly frozen, unable to move.

Her face flushed, and with just one strike, the woman was sent flying backward.

"Take it..." Not expecting the hand to be so powerful, the woman flicked her finger, and the blood immediately flew towards the Spirit Emperor.

The Spirit Emperor flickered, appearing before it, and reached out to grab it.

The hand from the book also tore through space, reaching out.

The immense forces of both clashed, and the surrounding formations could not withstand it, cracking one after another.

"What happened?" "The Spirit Emperor is fighting someone..."

Whoosh! In an instant, two more Ancient Sages flew in. Like the woman, they were also at the Hundred Schools of Philosophers realm. Although their individual ranks weren't high, their combined power was different.

The Harvester of Souls was originally about to seize the blood, but now, with the obstruction of these two Ancient Sages, it couldn't advance an inch, as if it were nailed to the spot.

"Activate the formation!" Repelled by the Harvester of Souls' power, the Spirit Emperor also couldn't reach the dragon blood. He gritted his teeth and clenched his hand.

The formation set up within the main hall activated. Countless beams of light enveloped the Harvester of Souls in the blink of an eye.

This was his old lair. He had spent countless years setting up the runes and formations here. Although the Harvester of Souls had now recovered to the Blood Reincarnation pinnacle, it would still be difficult for it to break through in a short time.

"This is the blood I spent countless efforts to purify; how can it be taken by an outsider?" Seeing the Harvester of Souls trapped, Chen Ling Emperor breathed a sigh of relief and scoffed coldly. He grabbed it in mid-air, and the blood immediately floated in his palm, emitting a wild power.

With another tap, the dragon shape coiled within it let out a whimper, as if its sentience had been erased on the spot.

He flipped his wrist and opened his mouth, about to swallow it.

He was severely wounded, his foundation ruined. If nothing changed, he would die soon. But now, with the dragon blood's nourishment, he could fully recover to his former state, or even advance further!

"Mine..." Unexpectedly, in the end, it was still snatched by this fellow. The Dragon Bone Divine Spear roared and hurriedly charged over.

With a fierce collision, it made Chen Ling Emperor stumble, and the dragon blood involuntarily slipped from his fingers.

"You're asking for death!" Raising an eyebrow, Chen Ling Emperor slapped down with his palm.

Thud! How could the bone dragon withstand that? It plunged into the ground, creating a large pit.

"Hmph!" After batting away the Dragon Bone Divine Spear, Chen Ling Emperor grabbed again, picking up the blood. Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, he felt a coolness at his fingertips, as if a breeze had swept past.

He quickly looked down, but the blood had already vanished.

"What?" His scalp prickled, and he hastily looked up in the direction the breeze had swept. He then saw a gourd, which had appeared suspended in mid-air at some point, twist its body and immediately swallow the blood.