Chapter 367: Conflict
The bloodlines of these mutant species were incredibly mottled, making them exceedingly troublesome to purify.
And with the slightest carelessness, the bloodline could become contaminated, eventually poisoning one to death with one's own blood.
If he could obtain a treasure of the Dragon Race and soak in pure dragon blood now,
then the bloodline within Long Shenghui would surely become supreme.
Not only would the position of young clan leader be secure, he might even become the most legendary powerhouse the Long Family had seen since its founding.
He thought of many things, his mind teeming with countless thoughts. The more he thought, the hotter his heart burned.
"Boy, hand over your Storage Ring. Let me inspect it first," Long Shenghui shouted.
He said coldly, "Uncle Chen, take him down."
The moment his words fell, the guards around them and the old man beside him all charged forward.
These guards were only in the Empty Meridian Realm, so Xu Zimo paid them no mind.
However, the old man called Uncle Chen had already opened six Meridian Gates. He was an Emperor Meridian expert.
Watching the crowd attack him, Xu Zimo slowly raised his right hand.
Endless spiritual energy gathered in his palm, condensing into a sphere.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled within it, as though it contained some immense terror.
As Xu Zimo held the sphere in his hand, the spiritual energy within had condensed and compressed to its very limit.
Then, with a boom, it exploded.
Spiritual energy scattered in every direction, while the air currents transformed into countless arrows of qi that shot outward.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Those Empty Meridian Realm martial cultivators did not even have time to react before thousands of qi arrows pierced through their bodies.
Their corpses stiffened where they stood.