Immortal Warriors
IW 47 - Bloody Festival

“First, I'll start with you two!” The representatives of the Demon Worshipping Sect, better known as the Blood Devils attacked Liang Feng and Bing Lao.

It was seen that Hei family members and Wang family members were starting to behave strangely, because their entire bodies were suddenly blood red.

“Devil Worship Techniques - Blood Satisfaction - Devil Dome Range!” Xin Jian's sharp grin was accompanied by the howls of the people from the Hei family and the Wang family who were ferocious.

There were not many representatives of the Hei family and the Wang family, they were all just ordinary residents who were threatened. Upon learning of that, Ling Zhen immediately moved quickly towards where Wang Tao was and landed a slash that severed both of his hands.

“Argh! Why did you slash at me?!” Wang Tao wriggled in pain on the ground, as he was about to shout, a sword belonging to Ling Zhen pierced through his throat.

“Nine Dragon Sword..” Ling Zhen began to close his eyes as dozens of people who had suddenly become savage attacked him.

With a resplendent movement, Ling Zhen playing his sword resisted every blow of the people who surrounded him. Their strength and movement grew stronger and faster.

“Sorry,” says Ling Zhen. The Nine Dragons Sword cut off the heads of every suddenly savage person.

Ling Zhen's actions made some warriors from the Rain Valley oppose him. But Ling Zhen explained that people who changed from their rightful form would not be able to return.

“See their eyes and these angry cries! There is no point holding back in the name of mercy!” Ling Zhen processed a rough breathing before the Phoenix flames appeared behind his back.

“Feng Shin!” Ling Zhen at high speed landed a claw on Feng Shin's chest, but Feng Shin held him back with both hardened hands.

“Youth surnamed Ling! There is no future in the Qing Empire! I have no other choice but to kill useless dreamers like them!” Feng Shin pointed at Bing Huo, Lin Dong, Mu Huang and Yan Xie.

Indeed, the condition of the martial world of the Qing Empire looked apprehensive, but Ling Zhen did not expect the traitorous figure to be Feng Shin.

“I will restore the martial world of the Qing Empire! You just shut up and look, stupid elder!” Ling Zhen landed a fiery punch on Feng Shin's face.

The Qing Emperor and his wife and son looked panicked and frightened. Ling Zhen caught his breath and looked for a person he could rely on, yet he did not find one.

“Cih, troublesome!” Ling Zhen clicked his tongue making Emperor Qing aghast in shock.

“Your Highness, sorry but it looks like the Dragon Festival you are trying to raise to a bloody festival.” Ling Zhen added that he would awaken the Dragon Festival in the Qing Empire.

“What is your true Ling?” Emperor Qing asked.

“Hopefully we can chat another time, Your Majesty. I can't fight while protecting you. So take cover in a safe place.” Ling Zhen paved the way and told the warriors from the Rain Valley to look after the Qing Emperor's family.

Feng Shin held onto his chest and was about to kill Emperor Qing, but Ling Zhen held him back.

“Act like a hero? You are quite naive, Ling Zhen!” Feng Shin looked at Ling Zhen full of hatred, then unleashed a number of punches that were full of profound energy.

Feng Shin laughed out loud, “Slaughter? Don't make me laugh! See them!”

As Feng Shin said so, a number of Rain Valley warriors began to change their form to resemble a sharp-finged human figure like a demon.

Even more surprising were the figures of Lin Dong, Mu Huang and Yan Xie who had changed along the way.

“Why did they change?” Ling Zhen widened his eyes, while Feng Shin laughed even louder.

“Maybe they drank tea mixed with blood from Senior Xin!” Finished Feng Shin said so, instantly a pitch-black murderous aura spread from Ling Zhen's body.

“Hell King Chain..” Ling Zhen moved the King of Hell Chain from a distance, then closed his eyes focusing on releasing the power he trained during in the Valley of Gods.

“I haven't had time to master it, but this time I will use it..” Instantly, Ling Zhen's eyes changed, his eyes were engraved with a red dragon.

“Eyes of God!” It didn't take five seconds, Ling Zhen was already in front of Feng Shin and slashed the head of one of the treacherous Rain Valley Elders.

Just as Ling Zhen was about to kill the Rain Valley warriors who turned into demons, Bing Huo held him back.

“Let me do it..” Bing Huo looked at Lin Dong, Mu Huang and Yan Xie closely.

“They are all very precious to me, so Junior Ling, save the future of the martial world of the Qing Empire Bing Huo let go of the cold and began to restrain the warriors who turned into demon humans.

In the form of the Eye of God, Ling Zhen knew something about demons, and even more surprising was the King Body of Hell that could neutralize all poisons.

‘Hah? Why didn't the fucking fox explain it to me!’ Ling Zhen clucked in annoyance, then turned his gaze to look at the desperate Bing Xiaoya.

The three people who attacked Bing Xiaoya were the Three Greedy Kings of the Greedy Fortress. At high speed he headed towards Bing Xiaoya and resisted the attacks of the three.

“Nona Bing, do you need my help?”

“I don't need your help.” Bing Xiaoya was quite determined to answer Ling Zhen's question.

“Do not hinder me, Brother Ling!” Bing Xiaoya created a number of ice swords and moved them to attack the Three Greedy Kings.

Ling Zhen shook his head slowly hearing Bing Xiaoya say to him.

“Instead I hope you don't hinder my movement, Miss Bing!”