Martial Peak

Chapter 2878, South Barbarian Clan Will Never Die

Sword light swept through everything as several self-confident Demon Great Generals were cleaved in half by Yang Kai, flesh and blood spewing wildly, and the residual force of the Sword Qi clearing out a wide area, crushing all the Demons around into paste.

In the middle of this carnage, only one tall, strong Barbarian remained standing.

He was shimmering with the light of the Shield Spell, but it could not hide the horrifying state of one side of his body, which had seemingly been liquified. Before Yang Kai’s arrival, this Barbarian had already killed dozens of Demon Generals and Demon Great Generals with his Shamanic Spells. Only the last flames of this man’s burning vitality were supporting his mutilated body.

Their eyes met, and the man grinned as he called out, “Heh heh, Shaman Niu…”

“Shaman Tu…” Yang Kai looked at the Shaman Grandmaster in front of him with an unreadable expression.

Just a few months ago, the two had some conflicts in the South Barbarian Clan’s King City. Shaman Tu was provocative and dissatisfied with Yang Kai; and even after a few months, the expression on this Shaman Grandmaster was still ever so unkind, even a faint trace of competition in his gaze.

“I thought you wouldn’t come, but you’re here.” Shaman Tu chuckled lowly, and did not mind the half of his body that had liquified at all, which was obviously caused by the Black Brilliance from earlier. His bones were exposed, and even his internal organs were clearly visible, which continued to dissolve into liquid and dripped onto the ground.

“I just arrived,” Yang Kai gave a small nod.

“Very good!” A smile crept onto Shaman Tu’s face. The pain did not make him lose his mind and instead seemed to be keeping him more sober than ever, “In the past few months, more than seven thousand Demons have died at my, Shaman Tu, hands and the hands of my subordinates’. How about you?” He asked with a solemn face.

“Not as many as you.” Yang Kai replied.

Shaman Tu guffawed, “Then I win! Hahahaha!”

He remembered the bet he had with Yang Kai before departing King City.

Yang Kai agreed, “You are right, you’ve won.”

Only after a short silence did he ask, “Can you still hold on?”

Shaking his head, Shaman Tu replied, “No, as you can clearly see. My clansmen are all dead anyway, I am the only one left in the Shaman Tu Clan. I should go look for them now.”

“Farewell!” Yang Kai nodded and placed his fist across his chest in respect.

Shaman Tu crossed his skeletal hand over his chest in return, and stated sternly, “Find Sir Shaman King! The South Barbarian Clan must not perish here today!”

dense group of Demons. He slurred an incantation jerkily, and a dazzling light that resembled a ball of flame burst out of his

Life Sacrifice!

all Shamanic Spells; however, at this moment, Shaman Tu used it to illuminate

would return to the embrace of the Barbarian God after death, and their souls would travel to the Shaman Divine Temple to

they would not use this spell. Once it was cast, one would lose their qualifications to return to

hesitate to make such a choice. Even if he would become a lonely ghost, even if he was abandoned by the Barbarian

Demons surrounded him while Shaman Tu cackled loudly, allowing the sharp weapons to slash him freely, but his

gathered around him finally realized something was wrong, but it was too late when they wanted

had lit a brilliant firework, Shaman Tu’s whole body exploded into a cloud of flaming blood, and the Demons surrounding him also vanished in

within a radius of

now though, Yang Kai was already making his way to the centre of the

a familiar aura over there. It was a Shaman King’s aura, but the

Barbarian Warriors were dropping one by one, and the

desperate circumstances, Shaman Tu was not the only one who executed the Life Sacrifice. In fact, many other Shaman Grandmasters chose

Barbarians left were the ten thousand or so gathered at the centre that still maintained an orderly defence. Various Shamanic Spells dyed the Barbarians in vibrant colours while fearless and dauntless looks covered

pushed back step by step,

appearance, including the Demons, who stared at him in a daze, watching him carve

of the

“Sir!”

Dang looked terrible. He was blind in one eye, from which thick liquid flowed out, and his body was mangled and misshapen as a result of the terrible erosion of the

Yang Kai who called him, and he could not help but flash a wry smile and ask, “Why are

about, and quickly explained, “The

that resembled a piece of carved wood. It was made of unknown material, and there was nothing special about it either, but Shaman Dang regarded it as a treasure, and solemnly stuffed it

Clan has its own Sacred Treasure. These Sacred Treasures were a kind of spiritual pillar, but were themselves not rare or powerful items. However, the Sacred Treasure symbolized supreme authority and power, while the

always in the possession of the most powerful Shaman

wouldn’t fall into his hands under normal circumstances. In this situation, there was

South Barbarian Clan, but he knew he was not

was the only Shaman Grandmaster who remained uninjured, so Shaman Dang had no choice but

Yang Kai’s

and promised, “The South Barbarian Clan will

and the power of a Shaman King instantly awakened in his body as he declared in a deep voice, “We will create an opportunity for you to escape here. After you leave, take your Shaman Niu Clan to find other great Clans and tell them of what happened to the South Barbarian Clan today, so that they

Demon Saint here. Shaman Dang probably was not aware that this was the work

he knew it, he would