The best resources of Blood Moon as well as the best inheritance, which accumulated for tens of millions of years were only used by these three.
The other people, be they Reincarnators or Yin specters, were just their subordinates who served them.
For example, Zhulong’s attainment in spatial dimension laws far exceeded that of any other Reincarnator. The main reason was because Zhulong had previously obtained a “Realm Stone”.
A “Realm Stone”, was a foundation rock of a world. A small world’s existence has its foundation, which was a Realm Stone. It was the core of a small world.
Zhulong had managed to refine a small world’s Realm Stone, causing his understanding of spatial dimensional laws to reach a terrifying level.
“Dragon Indra Overlord Blood!”
Zhulong punched out, as his speed reached his limits!
From the beginning of his battle with Yi Yun, every attack of Zhulong’s was stronger than the previous one. Yi Yun faced his attacks seriously, without being careless in any way.
With the broken sword in hand, the shocking sword scar he saw at the Pure Yang Sword Palace appeared in his mind.
“Kill!”
Yi Yun slashed out with his sword. Behind him, the Golden Crow and the Nine Neonate flew up, merging into the sword beam. Sword beams torrented down, destroying anything in its path. The void that had turned distorted and viscous around Yi Yun, was torn apart as the broken sword penetrated through it, stabbing straight at Zhulong’s fist!
Zhulong was wearing Heaven’s Punishment on his hand. Treasures like gloves were extremely difficult to forge.
Heaven’s Punishment was definitely one of the best treasures in Blood Moon’s armory.
The glove-wearing fist seemed like a black hole as it absorbed all the surrounding light.
As for Yi Yun’s broken sword, it was dark and lacked luster.
“I will break your sword and your arm!” Zhulong roared as his first hit the broken sword.
“Boom!”
The distorted space began to ripple, Yuan Qi shooting out in all directions. Wherever they hit, they would open large chasms in the ground or cleave off tall mountains.
The Heavenly Blood Union members present had all retreated in shock. Thanks to the previous dozen blast waves, which killed a Heavenly Blood Union member, they had already pulled back. If they had not, there would be now be a greater death and injured count.
Zhulong’s expectation of his fist blowing through Yi Yun and his sword did not happen when they made the resounding contact. Instead, he felt a tremendous force pass through his arm. The broken sword was unimaginably hard.
No matter how good a treasured glove was, it was still soft. So in a head-on clash, how could it beat a sword?
“Ka-cha!”
With a crisp crack, Zhulong’s expression changed. He felt an excruciating pain coming from his hand. His right finger joints had fractured during the impact!
How could that be!?
Fracturing a finger bone was a trivial wound to a warrior, as it could be recovered in a day or two.
However, in an intense battle, who would give one the time to heal?
Zhulong’s heart sank, for he could not believe that the broken sword in Yi Yun’s hand was a divine sword.
Despite the sword having rusted, which was a trademark of destroyed pieces of metal, how could it be so powerful?
During that instant, Zhulong did not have the time to ponder over it carefully. With a twirl of his body, Yi Yun slashed his broken sword at Zhulong’s neck!
As his sword slashed forward, it ignited endless pure Yang flames in the void between them.
“Courting death!”
Zhulong angrily growled as he waved his left hand, grabbing Yi Yun’s sword.
By wearing Heaven’s Punishment, holding a saber or sword was a trivial thing; however, when Zhulong grabbed Yi Yun’s sword, a searing pain was inflicted on his palm. The sword seemed like it was going to split his palm apart!