Martial Peak

Chapter 1072, Burning One’s Boat?

Translator: Silavin & PewPewLaserGun

Editor and Proofreader: Leo of Zion Mountain

Saints couldn’t be regarded as powerful cultivators on the vibrant Rainfall Star, you could find crowds of them anywhere.

Yang Kai stood on a high slope, holding a wine sack in his hand, watching while he drank.

He had no plan to lend this cultivator a hand and was only intending to watch the show.

The cultivator was obviously not worthy to be the Blue-Eyed Fire Dragon’s opponent and it wasn’t long before he became battered and bloodstained, nearly dying a few times, his defensive artifact smashed and his abdomen pierced by a sharp horn on the forehead of the dragon.

Yang Kai was certain this cultivator was destined to die, but just as he was preparing to depart, the fight suddenly took an unexpected turn.

The Eighth-Order Monster Beast, who had held the absolute upper hand from start to finish, began retreating as it howled in anger.

After the cultivator’s defensive artifact was completely destroyed, all of a sudden he managed to summon forth unimaginable strength, abandoned any kind of defences, and attacked the fire dragon with a stern and fearless attitude.

Half an hour later, the blood and guts of the Blue-Eyed Fire Dragon spilled across the ground and it fell to the ground, dead.

The Saint Realm cultivator also collapsed, stuffing a handful of pills into his mouth but failing to stop the last remnants of his vitality from slipping away.

The gap in strength was too great, and although this cultivator had somehow managed to kill the Blue-Eyed Fire Dragon, taking its life while losing his own was the limit of his ability.

Yang Kai held his wine sack and walked over to this cultivator, standing in front of and overlooking him.

The cultivator’s dim and fearful eyes seemed to flash a profound light as he arduously stretched out his hand toward Yang Kai, as if grasping for his own vitality, yet all he was able to catch was air.

His expression was filled with the desire to live.

Yang Kai drank a mouthful of wine before squatting down and without a word forced a drop of golden blood from his fingertip into the open mouth of the cultivator.

Yang Kai’s Demon God Golden Blood had an extremely powerful restore ability, one he had relied upon several times to survive.

However, he always felt that his Demon God Golden Blood was somehow not on the same level as Great Demon God’s!

A single drop of Golden Blood from Great Demon God contained infinite power as well as all kinds of profound mysteries. Yang Kai was able to obtain and cultivate one of Great Demon God’s Divine Ability by refining a drop of his blood. Demon General Xue Li had also hunted him across all of Tong Xuan Realm just for a chance to seize this blood.

Although the quality was vastly inferior, it still had some restorative properties.

appeared on his face. He felt as if his condition had dramatically improved and the approaching aura

confusion, wondering why this stranger who had just passed

opened his mouth to speak but failed to form

me. In fact, I should be thanking you, en, I’ve only

tossed his half-filled wine sack onto the ground and strode away while letting out a loud, carefree

and stare off in the direction Yang Kai left with a puzzled look on his face. He didn’t know why Yang Kai had thanked him,

other party did save his life, which was an indisputable truth. Grabbing Yang Kai’s wine sack he drank a mouthful in order to celebrate his victory and survival, but when the wine hit his stomach, the cultivator couldn’t help grimacing in pain, sweat once again covering his whole body. Not daring to act rashly, the man immediately focused on refining the potent medicinal efficacies

longer used his original mass Alchemy method, but

old face would smiled broadly, the wrinkles and folds

Kai had left, and the only outsider around was in a coma, no one could

in his refinement, Zong Ao’s expression changed as

a life aura rapidly

Star, no one except Yang Kai would act like this.

ended what he was doing, not even caring about if he successfully refined the

Yang Kai walked

help feeling startled, swallowing back down

the face of death, but from what he could see, this boy was actually smiling right now and his aura was filled with a

Yang Kai for a while before he was able to determine that

head, Zong Ao wore a smile and asked,

Kai

why are you

I didn’t find a solution, I think

Kai’s seemingly contradictory words, since he hadn’t found a feasible method, how could he succeed? Grabbing Yang Kai’s arm, Zong Ao shouted, “Speak

it won’t make it clear, just watch and see if I can refine Pill Clouds this time!” Yang Kai broke free from

aura and standing back

Chains, he didn’t just go to and ask

was still plenty of time to do

must be some reason it was inconvenient for him to travel to Water Moon Star. Zong Ao wasn’t interested in

was pondering these issues, Yang Kai had sat down cross-legged sitting in front

Kai take out a pile of herbs from his Space Ring, and upon closer inspection,

of herbs

saw Yang Kai pick out a single set of

from Yang Kai’s hand, engulfing the mountain of herbs,

and a

expected that Yang Kai would

[Burning one’s boat?]

down the remaining two hundred sets of materials, leaving only one, which meant he now had only once chance

great pressure to

For cultivators, whether it was in cultivation or in battle, using this kind of method could indeed inspire one