Bloodline Awakening, Both Sides Wounded!

Qingyang Huan's words carried straight to everyone around the bronze battle platform. At once, some of the Qingyang Tribe's youths turned their heads away, a little too embarrassed to look at him.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The next moment, more sounds of blood being spat out came from the four great tribes.

"You..." Yan Qiong tried to speak, but blood spilling from the corner of his mouth stopped his words. "Cough... cough... cough..."

"Shameless!"

An indignant feminine snort came from the Wandering Cloud Tribe. Without even looking, everyone knew who had spoken. The only person among the four great tribes who had yet to fight was the Wandering Cloud Tribe's young lady, Yun Caiyue!

She was also the most talked-about daughter of heaven among the five great tribes, including Qingyang, a girl whose bloodline had reverted to its ancestral form.

Qingyang Huan also knew that Yun Caiyue's ancestral bloodline gave her exceptional advantages in cultivation. Simply put, he had to expend enormous effort to reach the body casting extreme realm and develop strength far beyond ordinary body casting warriors. For Yun Caiyue, however, the bloodline within her would grant her strength far beyond others of her level in the body forging realm. This was not an increase of three or four thousand jin, but one measured in tens of thousands.

With that sharp cry, Yun Caiyue sprang through the air. Close-fitting leather armor wrapped her shapely figure, and her supple body seemed boneless as she floated down onto the bronze battle platform.

Clang!

The silver-moon curved saber in her hand reflected the sunlight, illuminating the skin left uncovered by her azure armor until it gleamed translucently, radiating a hint of fervor.

"Make your move. Let me see how much the young lord of Qingyang amounts to, and whether you're truly a shameless scoundrel."

The sight of Qingyang Huan's nonchalant manner made Yun Caiyue uncomfortable for no apparent reason.

"I'll do it."

Yet the next moment, beneath everyone's astonished gazes, a dark-skinned figure appeared in front of Qingyang Huan.

Jin Wei!

Jin Wei's sudden move to stand in front of him startled Qingyang Huan. In that instant, he saw a wild gleam in Jin Wei's eyes, a look he had seen when Jin Wei hunted.

Yun Caiyue, prey? But he soon understood.

Earlier, he had slipped Jin Wei a blood crystal, condensed from the purest blood Qi, which could rapidly replenish blood Qi.

Even though the Golden Ape Three Fists had exhausted his strength earlier, that blood crystal was more than enough to replenish it quickly and give him the strength to fight again!

"What do you mean by this?!"

Looking at Jin Wei barring her way, Yun Caiyue narrowed her beautiful eyes and snorted coldly.

At Yun Caiyue's cold snort, Qingyang Huan grinned, waved a casual hand, and jumped straight off the bronze battle platform!

"Jin Wei, remember not to damage our tribal elder sister from the Wandering Cloud Tribe. If you disfigure her and leave scars so she can't marry, she'll be left on our Qingyang Tribe's hands. Then she'll be yours!"

"Got it."

Jin Wei gave a simple, honest smile and answered with great solemnity.

Those words finally pushed the Wandering Cloud Tribe's daughter of heaven past the limits of her restraint.

Clang!

The curved saber in her hand sliced straight through the air like a crescent moon. As she mobilized her blood Qi, hazy azure light shrouded the space behind Yun Caiyue!

"What a vicious brat!"

Seeing Qingyang Huan leap off the battle platform and Yun Caiyue fly into a rage, the elders of the great tribes twitched at the corners of their mouths. A single sentence had utterly thrown the Wandering Cloud Tribe's daughter of heaven off balance.

During the days their tribes had traveled together, the presence Yun Caiyue exuded had made their youngsters want to approach her, yet none had dared come anywhere near.

In an instant, the hazy azure light behind Yun Caiyue became an azure sea. An azure moon slowly rose, shrouding her in misty azure light as her silver-moon curved saber sliced through the air, killing intent surging!

"Azure Moon True Intent!"

"An ancestral bloodline!"

At that moment, the elders of the great tribes, including Qingyang Rong, stared fixedly at the azure moon emerging behind Yun Caiyue.

There was longing in their eyes, and even envy!

For the instant the azure moon rose, a faint realm of intent enveloped the surroundings-the true intent of the Great Dao. On the savage wilderness's vast lands, mighty beasts of unusual lineage were not the only beings that developed bone runes and integrated the methods of the Great Dao into their bodies.

Descendants of certain Human Race powerhouses also had a chance to inherit their ancestors' Dao and methods. Yun Caiyue was one such case. This was the Dao and its methods that they yearned for, yet could never reach!

Kill!

As the azure light reached him, Jin Wei felt as though he had sunk into something thick and viscous. Yet he roared, howling like a savage beast!

Thunder surged within his body. Rushing blood Qi coursed through his fist as he smashed it toward the silver saber. There were no flourishes whatsoever, only a direct clash of force against force!

Pfft!

The silver saber hacked down onto his fist, sending blood spraying. Yet Jin Wei fought to the death without retreating and roared once more!

"Golden Ape Fist!"

Blood Qi surged out of his body again, shattering the shimmering azure light as he charged toward Yun Caiyue. At this moment, he was even more frenzied!

Qingyang Huan's pupils suddenly contracted. He stared fixedly at Jin Wei's fist, where he saw an extremely fine golden thread amid the swirling blood Qi.

"Golden Ape Fist!"

In the brief moment Qingyang Huan stood stunned, Jin Wei's second punch had already erupted. Golden light shone ever brighter amid the blood-red force entwining his fist, actually breaking straight through the azure light and striking the silver-moon curved saber.

Light sprayed outward, and both figures retreated. Yet Jin Wei did not pause at all, unleashing his third punch.

At that moment, flecks of golden light even flashed in Jin Wei's eyes. The imposing force of his Golden Ape Fist had undergone a change as vast as the difference between heaven and earth compared with his first two punches!

"Bloodline awakening!" Qingyang Rong's eyes first froze in surprise, then he burst into laughter.

These were unmistakably the signs of the bloodline within his body awakening. Heaven truly favored Qingyang.

In contrast to Qingyang Rong's laughter, the expressions of those from the other great tribes grew rather ugly. Originally, among the five tribes, there had only been Yun Caiyue. Now Qingyang would evidently have to be counted as well!

Likewise, Qingyang Huan's eyes lit up. No wonder Jin Wei had wanted to fight!

Jin Wei's frenzy made her feel threatened. Yet when she thought of Qingyang Huan's earlier frivolity, if she could not even defeat Jin Wei, how could she teach Qingyang's young lord a lesson? The next moment, Yun Caiyue clenched her pearly teeth, stubbornness flashing in her eyes as she cried out.

"Moon Burial!"

"Yue'er, don't!" Seeing Yun Caiyue's movements, the grand elder of the Surging Cloud Tribe was immediately alarmed.

In an instant, azure light flowed over the curved saber in Yun Caiyue's hand as though turning into azure flames. Within the saber's curve, a hazy azure moon manifested and struck toward Jin Wei!

At that moment, the air between them burst under the pressure as fist and azure moon collided.

Pfft! Pfft!

The instant the light exploded, both figures were hurled through the air. Jin Wei's punching arm hung limp, and his chest was stained with blood and bore burn marks. Yet even gravely wounded, the frenzy remained in his eyes.

Yun Caiyue fared little better. Although her azure moon had torn open Jin Wei's chest, the force of his punch had passed through her curved saber and poured straight into her body.

The violent force surged through her limbs and bones, whipping the blood within her into a raging tide that spread throughout her body.

"Yue'er."

The grand elder of the Surging Cloud Tribe lost his earlier composure and darted straight up to shield Yun Caiyue.

At that moment, Qingyang Huan also quickly leaped onto the bronze battle platform. His gaze swept over the warriors of the four great tribes around him, revealing a hint of amusement.