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!”

he turned around and took large strides towards the dense group of Demons. He slurred an incantation jerkily, and a dazzling light that resembled a ball of flame burst

Life Sacrifice!

Shamanic Spell among all Shamanic Spells; however, at this moment, Shaman Tu used

believed that they would return to the embrace of the Barbarian God after death, and their souls would

the forbidden spell, Life Sacrifice. Therefore, under normal circumstances, even if a Shaman Grandmaster was at the brink of death, they would not use this spell. Once it was cast, one would lose their qualifications to return to the embrace of the Barbarian

of the Demon Race, who invaded their homeland, Shaman Tu did not hesitate to make such a choice. Even if he would become a lonely ghost, even if he was abandoned by the Barbarian Gods, he had to contribute his last bit of

cackled loudly, allowing the sharp weapons to slash him freely, but his body only burned more and more

it was too late when

loud explosion, as if someone had lit a brilliant firework, Shaman Tu’s whole body exploded into a

a radius of one thousand

already making his way to

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

Race. Barbarian Warriors were dropping one by one, and the Shamans could hardly execute their roles effectively after losing the protection. Their relatively weak bodies were clearly incapable of turning back the tides with such a huge gap in numbers, even if they cast their

chose to make this final stand, igniting the last of their vitality in hopes of

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 their faces as they fought the Demon Race

step,

everyone was stunned at Yang Kai’s sudden appearance, including the Demons, who stared at him in a daze, watching him carve a bloody path to join the

the group, Yang Kai

“Sir!”

mangled and misshapen as a result of the terrible erosion of the Black Brilliance, just like Shaman Tu. Meanwhile, the other Shaman

him, and

Kai knew what he was worried about, and quickly explained, “The Shaman Niu Clan didn’t come,

very good!” While speaking, he took out an object 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 into

of spiritual pillar, but were themselves not rare

always in the possession of the most powerful Shaman King

his hands under normal circumstances. In this situation, there was only one explanation for this,

last Shaman King of the South Barbarian Clan, but he knew he was not going to live

Yang Kai was the only Shaman Grandmaster who remained uninjured, so Shaman Dang had no choice but hand over the South

you do it?” Shaman Dang grabbed Yang Kai’s

and promised, “The South

immediately regained the mighty aura he had when Yang Kai first met him and the power of a Shaman King instantly awakened in his body as he declared in a deep voice, “We

not aware that this was the work of a Demon Saint and expressed

it, he would not be that