Chen Fan was stunned. He had also heard of a secret art like the Underworld Fire Sacrifice Art. It was Hell Sect's sect-defending technique. Like ordinary sacrificial arts, it sacrificed the blood and Divine Soul within one's body to attain a profound realm and explosively increase one's strength for a short time.
The reason this sacrificial art could become Hell Sect's sect-defending technique was that, after killing an enemy, it could devour the opponent's blood and Divine Soul, thereby replenishing the portion the user had lost. Such a secret art was practically peerless and had never spread beyond the sect; only figures of extraordinary standing within the sect could cultivate it.
"So he's from Hell Sect!" Chen Fan frowned, identifying City Lord Guo's origins. At the same time, he heeded Dugu Han's words and, without the slightest hesitation, took out the Nine Palaces Token from his Storage Ring. True Essence Power gathered at his fingertips as he prepared to crush it.
Yet in that instant, a vast, invisible force suddenly bore down upon him, forcibly controlling Chen Fan's palm and leaving him unable to move!
Chen Fan's expression darkened. He was intimately familiar with this—it was the power of a domain. A powerful domain had, in an instant, concentrated entirely around his hand, completely suppressing him. He had no strength whatsoever to crush the token!
"Crush the token the moment you get the chance!" Dugu Han did not take the token. Leaving behind only those words, he charged straight out.
Swoosh!
A startling white radiance erupted from his body. It was a crescent Sword Qi, white and luminous like a full moon, dazzling beyond measure. It formed countless dense, tiny sword shadows in the air, like ten thousand stars falling, all crashing toward City Lord Guo's blood-red eyes.
Chen Fan