Slaying the Incarnation

Han Xi's confidence soared after he managed to wound the Barbaric Blood incarnation in a head-on clash.

Holding the Greedy Wolf Sword, he suddenly threw back his head and let out a long howl, wild and unrestrained.

As this happened, the skin on Han Xi's body began to change color.

Streams of blood-colored fluid seeped from beneath his pores, wrapping around all the skin exposed to the air.

In an instant, Han Xi turned into a man of blood.

His originally handsome features took on a touch of savagery beneath the soaking blood.

Under Han Xi's eruption, the Seven-Kill Sword Intent increased in power once more.

Bang!

Barbaric Blood True Person's finger, which had been blocking Han Xi's Greedy Wolf Sword, finally could not hold on and shattered beneath the Seven-Kill Sword Intent.

Even his entire arm was affected, showing signs of being ground to pieces by the Seven-Kill Sword Intent.

"Hmph!" At this critical moment, Barbaric Blood True Person snorted coldly, without the slightest trace of panic on his face. He raised his other free palm and struck toward Han Xi through the air.

The bloody handprint that had knocked Kong Jiao down appeared above Han Xi once more. He intended to subdue Han Xi in the same manner.

But before that handprint could descend—

Three jade cauldrons, white as jade, appeared without warning in front of, behind, and above Barbaric Blood True Person.

At the same time, the cold voice of the youth below rang out.

"Nine Grand Void Cauldrons!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz! The three cauldrons shook in unison.

The fluctuations that struck directly at the soul instantly sealed Barbaric Blood True Person in the center and unleashed an unending barrage of soul attacks.

There was no true soul within Barbaric Blood True Person's incarnation. It had merely