Chapter 2456 - 2456: Knife Saint Injured

The Great Lord ran back with a few fish, knelt in front of the Dracula statue, and respectfully said: "O great King, please enjoy the offering from your most devout follower!"

The Great Lord had to catch fish for Dracula every day, to feed Dracula. Every time he said this, Dracula would nod in agreement. However, this time, Dracula had no response. He raised his head, staring blankly into the distance, his eyes somewhat confused, as if he was contemplating something.

Seeing Dracula in this state, the Great Lord was understandably surprised. He watched for a while before carefully asking, "O great King, do you... do you have something on your mind?"

Dracula did not acknowledge the Great Lord; he was silent for a moment and muttered to himself: "The power of the Three-winged God, the aura of the Five-winged God. Interesting, interesting. Which old friend is it?"

The Great Lord naturally understood what the Three-winged God and Five-winged God meant. If he advanced further, he could become a Single-Winged God, which in Huaxia is called reaching the realm of Beyond The Pinnacle master. However, despite practicing for so many years, he was still unable to take this step. This shows how difficult it is to become a Three-winged God. As for the Five-winged God, it's beyond imagination.

One should know that the Dekula King himself is a Six-winged God. The Five-winged God is close to Dekula's level, and throughout history, very few have been able to achieve such a state. Therefore, anyone who becomes a Five-winged God must be a remarkably famous figure in the history of the Divine Clan. But, which great Divine Clan ancestor has appeared?

While everyone in the Divine Clan was shaken by the power of the Three-winged God, over at the Sword Saint Sect, the Knife Saint and the god corpse had already engaged in battle.

As the Knife Saint had previously mentioned, his strength truly was inferior to that of the god corpse. Luckily, the god corpse was dead, already just a corpse, so its combat power was greatly reduced. Although its power was still formidable, its consciousness was almost nonexistent, making its technique naturally inferior to that of the Knife Saint in combat. Additionally, the Knife Saint didn't confront it head-on, so for a time the two sides were evenly matched.

Nonetheless, the Knife Saint himself understood well that such a situation wouldn't last long. The god corpse's endurance was extraordinarily strong; he couldn't break through its defenses. In other words, no matter how many times he attacked the god corpse, it wouldn't be injured. In contrast, the god corpse's power was very fierce—one strike could claim the Knife Saint's life. Therefore, this battle was very frustrating for the Knife Saint, who was essentially just evading the god corpse's attacks.

Wanyan Hongfeng stood nearby watching the battle, though he didn't dare get too close and kept a distance. Both the Knife Saint and the god corpse's power far exceeded his. If he dared get close, even the slightest ripple of power would be unbearable for him. If the Knife Saint really targeted him with a single slash, his life would probably be over.

However, watching the battle between the god corpse and the Knife Saint, he was very excited. He handed over the Minghong Knife's Scabbard to the god corpse, intending to allow the god corpse to go all out against the Knife Saint. Moreover, the Knife Saint didn't dare hold anything back, unleashing the full force of his Form Transformation power. Regardless of whether the Knife Saint could keep his life, the result would be the same, because unleashing Form Transformation power would attract Heavenly Retribution.

Even so, the Knife Saint didn't dare slack at all. If he hadn't unleashed the Form Transformation power, he'd probably already be dead by now. This battle was essentially one-sided in nature.

"Knife Saint elder, it's not too late to concede now!" Wanyan Hongfeng laughed loudly from afar, his words containing a tone of mockery. With the Knife Saint completely at a disadvantage, he no longer had any worries about offending him.

"Hmph, if you're dreaming of making me concede, dream on!" the Knife Saint replied while simultaneously slashing the god corpse, shouting: "Look, I struck him again. You'd better tell him to be careful..."

Before he could finish speaking, the god corpse suddenly flapped its wings, its body shooting toward the Knife Saint like lightning. Caught mid-sentence, the Knife Saint had no time to dodge. Seeing this, he hurriedly raised the Dragon-breaking Knife to block the god corpse, but was directly knocked flying dozens of meters away.

"Hahaha..." Wanyan Hongfeng burst out laughing, saying: "Knife Saint elder, I think you'd better be careful. I quite admire you, so you better not die here!"

"Don't worry, I'm not so easily killed; even if I want to die, some wouldn't allow it!" the Knife Saint shouted back, while swiftly dodging several times, finally avoiding a set of attacks from the god corpse. He had been a bit careless just now, allowing the god corpse to get near—nearly costing him his life. Only now, having barely escaped, did he quietly curse the danger in his heart.

Seeing the Knife Saint actually escape this predicament, Wanyan Hongfeng's expression turned cold. He pointed at the god corpse and shouted: "Since you're so stubborn, I won't be polite. Kill him for me!"

Almost as if it heard Wanyan Hongfeng's command, the god corpse immediately accelerated toward the Knife Saint, simultaneously swinging the Scabbard of the Minghong Knife, unleashing two waves of Form Transformation power, enclosing the Knife Saint from left and right.

This god corpse's Form Transformation power was particularly special; it was actually two winged figures, identical to him, quite peculiar. However, its power was indeed substantial since the Form Transformation power could change shape and motion in mid-air, as though two sentient masters attacked—truly making it hard to guard against.

The Knife Saint, having fought the god corpse for some time, was familiar with its characteristics and naturally knew how strong this Form Transformation power was. Seeing the two waves of Form Transformation power rushing at him simultaneously, he didn't dare hesitate, quickly turning to evade, not daring to be negligent at all.

However, just as he dodged these two waves of Form Transformation power, another force, without a sound, had already reached his back unbeknownst to him. At that moment, the Knife Saint had no time to dodge; he could only raise the Dragon-breaking Knife in his hand to block frontally again.

With a loud bang, the Transformation Power collided with the Dragon-breaking Knife. Once again, the Knife Saint was knocked away, but this time the situation was different. Before even hitting the ground, the Knife Saint spat a mouthful of blood, clearly having suffered internal injuries.

"Good!" Wanyan Hongfeng shouted with satisfaction. The Knife Saint had suffered internal injuries and was defeated, making the outcome of this battle very pleasing to him.

The Knife Saint spat out the blood from his mouth and slowly stood upright, saying loudly, "Don't get excited too early. I'm not that easy to kill!"

"Knife Saint elder's perseverance truly earns the respect of this junior. However, I'd like to ask, how much longer can the Knife Saint elder hold out under the hand of this Divine Clan corpse?" Wanyan Hongfeng sneered at the Knife Saint, "Ten minutes? Five minutes?"

The Knife Saint's face was cold and stern, "Even if I can't hold on for a minute, I absolutely won't agree to your two conditions!"

"Is that so?" Wanyan Hongfeng sneered again, slowly waving his hand and pointing at the Knife Saint, "Continue!"

The Divine Clan corpse received Wanyan Hongfeng's order and struck again, sending another wave of Transformation Power rushing forward.

The Knife Saint immediately jumped up, using all his strength to dodge this wave of power. However, he had already suffered internal injuries, and his strength was lacking. He thought he could dodge the Transformation Power but ended up being a bit too slow, getting grazed by it and knocked away several meters, with his left arm rendered slightly immobile.

"Knife Saint elder, want to continue fighting?" Wanyan Hongfeng laughed again, feeling like a cat toying with a mouse, wanting to slowly toy with the Knife Saint.

The Knife Saint took a few breaths and slowly raised his head to look at Wanyan Hongfeng, "Fight? Why not? This is just the beginning, the main event hasn't even started!"

"I knew it, I admire you the most, elder!" Wanyan Hongfeng laughed heartily, "Since that's the case, let's continue."

Saying this, Wanyan Hongfeng waved his hand again, and the Divine Clan corpse struck once more. The overwhelming Transformation Power sliced through the air, rushing forward.

This time, before the Divine Clan corpse could strike, the Knife Saint had already jumped up, managing to dodge this wave of power. But in reality, the Divine Clan corpse quickly struck again, sending another wave of Transformation Power rushing forward. This time, the Knife Saint had nowhere to dodge and was directly hit again.

Flying backward, the Knife Saint struggled to land, spewing several mouthfuls of blood again. Clearly, the Knife Saint had suffered severe internal injuries, and whether he could stand up again was unknown.

Wanyan Hongfeng was even more excited, slowly walking to the battlefield, sneering at the Knife Saint, "Knife Saint elder, conceding now is still timely!"

The Knife Saint didn't refute or respond to him this time, instead slowly raising his head to look at the horizon, seemingly lost in thought.

"Knife Saint elder, what's going on? Why aren't you speaking?" Wanyan Hongfeng sneered, thinking the Knife Saint was too angry to speak.

The Knife Saint still did not respond, quietly looking at the sky where a cloud had appeared at some unknown time, lost in thought. At this moment, he seemed to have a sense of relief.

Seeing the Knife Saint's expression, Wanyan Hongfeng was greatly surprised. He looked up as well, but besides the cloud, there was nothing else. What exactly was the Knife Saint looking at?

"Knife Saint elder, if you don't speak, I'll take that as your agreement!" Wanyan Hongfeng said seriously.

The Knife Saint didn't even glance at him, as if he hadn't heard him. He quietly looked at the cloud and muttered to himself, "What was meant to come has finally arrived!"