190: Huge skeleton

"Hahaha! Kid!"

Battletea looked at Han Qing, who was surrounded by four Body Integration Realm powerhouses and thousands of elite warriors, a cruel smile appearing on his face.

"Now, let's see where you can run!"

Han Qing merely swept a cold gaze across the surrounding giants, who stood like iron towers.

"My brother and I had no intention of becoming enemies with your Tribe."

"We originally only sought a single drop of war god blood and were willing to exchange items of equal value for it, or even forge weapons for your entire Tribe for free."

"However, you despicable and shameless savages used a sneak attack to kill my brother, Alias!"

"He was my dearest friend, my own flesh and blood."

"Today, without ten drops of war god blood, this matter will never end."

"Hahahaha!"

The powerhouses of the Frenzied Battle Tribe erupted into deafening laughter once again.

"Kid, has your brain rotted?"

"You are completely surrounded by us! What right do you have to negotiate terms?"

"You still want ten drops of war god blood? I think you should first consider whether you'll even leave behind an intact corpse!"

Han Qing looked at their arrogant faces and merely let out a disdainful cold snort.

He gently snapped his fingers.

Buzz!

Behind him, a massive black hole teleportation gate, over thirty meters in diameter, incredibly deep, and with spatial arcs flickering at its edges, emerged out of thin air!

Forbidden Gate - Interdimensional Teleportation!

Waves of chaotic yet powerful spatial force diffused from the teleportation gate.

Han Qing turned around, his back to the massive black hole, looking coldly at the giants before him; his voice was filled with an unquestionable dominance.

"I come and go as I please."

"No one can keep me here."

Seeing this eerie black teleportation gate, the smiles on the faces of the Frenzied Battle Tribe powerhouses instantly froze.

They could feel the spatial force coming from behind that gate, a force that made even their hearts palpitate.

"Stop playing tricks here!"

One of the nine-meter-tall giant captains, who had just rushed back, let out a thunderous roar!

"Our Frenzied Battle Tribe never accepts any threats!"

"Die!"

He abruptly threw the massive battle-axe in his hand, which was as large as a millstone, toward Han Qing with all his might!

The battle-axe spun at high speed in the air, cutting through the atmosphere with a shrill whistle.

Its power was enough to split a mountain peak in half!

Han Qing looked at the rapidly approaching battle-axe and merely gave a disdainful cold laugh.

He took a step backward.

His entire being merged into that massive black hole teleportation gate and vanished.

The millstone-sized battle-axe lost its target and crashed into the empty space with a boom, smashing a massive crater into the ground.

The entire Tribe fell into a deathly silence once more.

The expressions of the Frenzied Battle Tribe powerhouses became exceptionally grim.

They had actually failed to stop him.

"Dammit! What is this guy's background? To think he actually masters such an eerie spatial Divine Ability!"

"What do we do now? If he hides in the shadows and continuously launches sneak attacks on our tribesmen, we'll be far too passive!"

The crowd began to discuss countermeasures.

"Strengthen patrols! Increase security!"

Battletea said decisively, "No warrior is allowed to go out alone! Raise the Tribe's defenses to the highest Rank! I don't believe he can still sneak in silently!"

Before his voice had even faded...

Boom!

At the other end of the Tribe, a terrifying Sword Qi soared into the sky!

A giant sword, condensed from the Origin Qi of heaven and earth, descended from the sky and smashed violently into the Tribe's perimeter wall!

The sturdy wall collapsed instantly!

Countless massive buildings were also reduced to dust under the terrifying aftershocks of that Sword Qi!

Dust and smoke once again filled half the Tribe!

"Dammit! He's over there!"

The expressions of Battletea and the others changed drastically, and they immediately turned into several streaks of light, rushing toward the scene of the incident.

By the time they arrived, Han Qing's figure had long since vanished without a trace.

He had left behind hundreds of spatial nodes in the vicinity of the Frenzied Battle Tribe.

For him, the entire Frenzied Battle Tribe was a place he could come and go from like the wind.

Aside from those old geezers with Body Integration Realm combat power who could barely keep up with his speed...

The other tribal warriors were completely powerless before him!

In the short few days that followed...

The entire Frenzied Battle Tribe fell into an unprecedented nightmare.

Han Qing was like an elusive ghost, a lingering god of death.

He might suddenly appear at the Tribe's granary and set a fire, burning the dried meat they had painstakingly accumulated for half a year.

He would even occasionally launch deadly sneak attacks on the patrol teams going out!

In just a few days, the Frenzied Battle Tribe suffered heavy losses and was exhausted from rushing about.

The entire Tribe was shrouded in an atmosphere of panic and anger.

Battletea and the others could no longer hold out.

They gathered once again in the massive stone palace to discuss their strategy.

"We can't go on like this!"

An Elder said with a face full of exhaustion, "If he keeps tormenting us like this, our entire Tribe will be destroyed by him!"

"But we simply can't catch him!"

"Then what should we do? Do we really have to give him ten drops of war god blood?"

Ten drops of war god blood was also an extremely precious and significant loss for their Tribe.

Just as everyone was at their wits' end...

Battletea, who had remained silent, suddenly had a cold, sinister light flash in his eyes.

"Since he wants the war god blood so badly..."

He spoke slowly, his voice raspy and filled with malice.

"...then we'll let him go and get it himself."

"Huh?" Everyone was somewhat confused upon hearing this.

Battletea smiled coldly. "I've observed carefully these past few days. Although that Devil Head named 'Han Feng' has incredible attack power and mysterious Divine Abilities, his physical body doesn't seem to be that strong. Every time, he relies on that eerie speed to deal with us."

"I suspect his defensive power must be very weak!"

"We will agree to his terms! Let him personally go to our Tribe's Holy Land—the 'War God Hall'—to retrieve the war god blood himself!"

"As long as he dares to enter, the terrifying Evil Qi accumulated within the War God Hall for tens of thousands of years, which is enough to corrode the Divine Soul, will be sufficient to take his little life!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of all the Elders present instantly lit up!

"Right! Why didn't I think of that!"

"The Evil Qi of the War God Hall is even difficult for us, who have been baptized by war god blood year-round, to endure! For an outsider like him, going in is definitely a one-way trip!"

"Excellent plan! Truly an excellent plan, Elder Battletea!"

They quickly established contact with Han Qing by shouting out to him.

After some "bargaining," they "reluctantly" agreed to Han Qing's conditions.

They were willing to give him ten drops of "war god blood."

However, he needed to personally go into the War God Hall to retrieve them.

Han Qing naturally knew that this group of savages definitely had no good intentions.

But he also had his own plans.

Let him go to the War God Hall himself?

Fine.

Then I'll just leave a spatial coordinate there as well.

In the future, when I have time, I'll visit often!

Thus, under the personal lead of Battletea, Han Qing walked toward the Frenzied Battle Tribe's Forbidden Ground—the War God Hall.

It was a massive underground facility with an enormous workload, hidden inside a giant mountain in the deepest part of the Tribe.

The entrance was a bottomless, spiraling downward tunnel.

It was thousands of meters deep.

The further down they went, the colder the surrounding air became, and waves of dense, terrifying Evil Qi that seemed capable of freezing the Soul continuously diffused from deep underground.

The passages here were full of twists and turns, as complex as a labyrinth.

Even a powerhouse like Battletea found walking here quite strenuous, and fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Finally, they arrived at the deepest part of the underground.

The Evil Qi here was no longer invisible.

It appeared as a viscous, blood-red color, almost condensing into a physical substance!

Battletea pointed toward the stone hall ahead, which radiated a bloody light, and said to Han Qing:

"Follow me."

"The war god blood is inside here."

Han Qing stepped into the so-called War God Hall.

When he saw the scene inside the hall clearly...

...even his pupils couldn't help but constrict suddenly.

In the center of the hall, a massive skeleton, three hundred meters tall, sat quietly!

Every single bone in its body displayed a brilliant, golden color, as if cast from gold!

There was not a single trace of flesh on the skeleton.

Only within that massive chest cavity...

...a dark golden heart, the size of a house, was slowly and powerfully beating.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

With every beat, a large amount of incredibly pure blood-Evil Qi would diffuse from that heart, spreading throughout the entire hall.

Han Qing's Dharma Idol could also reach hundreds of meters in height.

But that was ultimately just a condensation of energy.

Whereas the golden skeleton before him was a solid, physical entity over three hundred meters tall!

The visual impact and spiritual shock this provided were completely different.

He followed Battletea and walked slowly toward that massive golden skeleton.