553: Chapter 11: The Golden Tribe Arrives

Zhu Jianhua's expression was calm. After a slight nod, two Blood Origins were suddenly thrown from his hand.

The Blood Origins were like two blood-colored meteors, carrying a dazzling red glow, and quickly disappeared into the blood-colored barrier.

"Boom!"

Like a clap of thunder, this huge roar echoed continuously in this space.

In an instant, the barrier that had seemed unbreakable just moments before shattered like fragile glass.

At the same time, two vast surges of power, like a surging flood, carrying endless force, shot up into the sky. The surrounding air was stirred by this force, resembling turbulent waves.

"Greetings, my Lord!"

A figure moved like lightning. Chief Zhou Rong flashed and appeared beside Zhu Jianhua, bowing respectfully.

Beside Zhou Rong was a dignified-looking man, who was the Second Seat, currently breaking through to the King Realm.

He exuded a restrained aura, yet the faint, powerful fluctuations of power were not to be underestimated.

One of the Blood Origins that Zhu Jianhua had just thrown entered Zhou Rong's body.

In an instant, it was as if his parched land had received the nourishment of sweet dew. Zhou Rong's injuries not only recovered at a visible speed, but his entire demeanor also changed.

His strength also received a significant boost, and his body seemed to be enveloped in a faint halo.

The other Blood Origin split in two. Half of its power flowed into the Second Seat's body like a gentle stream, helping him impact the long-desired King Realm Bottleneck.

The other half of the power was like fine rain, providing healing and enhancement energy to the remaining Blood Disciples bit by bit.

It wasn't that Zhu Jianhua was unwilling to use the remaining two Blood Origins, but rather that the energy within them was too violent, like untamed beasts.

Currently, apart from Zhou Rong, the others simply didn't have the ability to refine them. If they rashly attempted it, they would likely explode like an overinflated balloon.

With the arrival of the two, the remaining six Seats and the group of Blood Disciples surged up like summoned soldiers, one by one, coming to Zhu Jianhua's side.

They bowed respectfully in unison, shouting, "Greetings, my Lord!"

The sound overlapped and echoed in the air, filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Man Kuang and Bai Yuan stood aside, their eyes scanning this scene. When they saw the nearly thousand Blood Disciples, their expressions changed slightly.

These nearly thousand Blood Disciples were truly not to be underestimated. Besides Zhu Jianhua, two King Realm experts were hidden among the Blood Disciples, their vast vital energy like two towering mountains.

There were also six Half-Kings, whose emitted aura was like a surging undercurrent, full of oppressive force.

Hundreds of Martial Lords stood among them. Although most were Early Stage Martial Lords, the aura of Martial Lord Realm experts they exuded still made the surrounding air become heavy.

The rest were all elite Martial Grandmasters. Their postures were agile, and their eyes were sharp, like unsheathed treasured swords.

This force, if placed outside, would definitely be considered a powerful faction, inspiring awe.

"You all go and clear out those Forbidden Land Creatures!"

Zhu Jianhua's voice echoed in the air like a military order, carrying an undeniable authority.

"Yes!"

Zhou Rong accepted the command without hesitation, then led the group of Blood Disciples sweeping down like a fierce wind towards the Forbidden Land Creatures. For others, after experiencing the previous events, it might take some time to recover and adapt.

However, for them, those Forbidden Land Creatures were not only enemies that could be defeated, but also excellent healing saint medicine.

Killing these Forbidden Land Creatures and taking their flesh and blood could not only quickly heal their injuries but also improve their strength, which was simply killing two birds with one stone.

"Bai Yuan, if such an existence is not eliminated, it will definitely become a great hidden danger in the future!"

Man Kuang secretly transmitted a message to Bai Yuan, his eyes showing a hint of worry and killing intent.

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan instantly understood the other party's meaning.

As it stood, Zhu Jianhua and his Blood Disciples' growth rate was like a rocket soaring into the sky, astonishingly fast. Surpassing them was only a matter of time.

Moreover, their method of increasing strength had a sinister quality. Although they currently seemed to be at peace with the Human Clan and Demon Clan, who could guarantee that they wouldn't extend their claws towards the Demon Clan or Human Clan in the future?

"Right now, he is a friend, not an enemy. Do you think we would fare well fighting him here in the Blood-colored Grassland? And you've seen it too, haven't you?" Bai Yuan replied via transmission.

Upon hearing this, Man Kuang sighed softly and said nothing more.

Because he had also keenly noticed that the Zhu Jianhua before them should just be some kind of Clone or similar existence.

Although he looked exactly like a truly independent individual, without any difference, with their powerful strength, they could still discern a subtle, almost imperceptible clue from some minute details.

Zhu Jianhua naturally sensed the gazes cast upon him by the two, but he didn't care at all, his expression calm and composed.

He gently raised his hand. The two remaining King Realm Blood Origins in his hand flickered with mysterious light, and he swallowed them into his body without hesitation.

The next moment, he quickly moved his hands, and six fleshy spheres gradually condensed in front of him. The fleshy spheres displayed a peculiar color, as if carrying the rhythm of life, and submerged into the bodies of the six Seats below who had not yet broken through.

These six fleshy spheres contained the power of those two Blood Origins, but after being refined by Zhu Jianhua, the previously violent power, which was like surging tongues of fire, had now become docile and no longer rampant.

As long as these six people refined them, it wouldn't be long before they had the qualification to impact the King Realm.

Suddenly, two streaks of rainbow light appeared on the distant horizon.

The rainbow light was like meteors cutting through the night sky, streaking across the sky from the Inner Perimeter of the Blood-colored Grassland, and hurtling towards everyone here.

The dazzling rainbow light seemed to carry a strange sense of oppression. As they gradually approached, the surrounding air seemed to be compressed, emitting a low whistling sound.

Bai Yuan, Man Kuang, and Zhu Jianhua's expressions all tightened, their eyes fixed on the two streaks of rainbow light.

A moment later, under everyone's tense gaze, two figures appeared before them.

Below, Duanmu Yan was immersed in the battle of continuously killing Forbidden Land Creatures, like an Asura.

His body was covered in blood, and his eyes showed a crazy and excited light. Every move was full of power.

Suddenly, his body trembled slightly, as if he sensed some special aura. He abruptly looked up, gazing at the slowly revealed figures.

"This feeling... is it the Jin Clan from the information?"