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!”

and took large strides towards the dense group of Demons. He slurred an incantation jerkily, and a dazzling light that resembled a

Life Sacrifice!

this

death, and their souls would travel to the Shaman Divine Temple to be reincarnated. Death was not the end for them,

only kind of people who did not qualify would be the Shaman Masters who used 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 God and have their soul rest in Shaman Divine Temple. It was an

a choice. Even if he would

surrounded him while Shaman Tu cackled loudly, allowing the sharp weapons

wrong, but it was too

lit a brilliant firework, Shaman Tu’s whole body exploded into a cloud of flaming

of one thousand metres were

Yang Kai was already making his way

could sense a familiar aura over there. It was a Shaman King’s aura, but the aura was clearly weak and fluctuating. It seemed like Shaman Dang was in

of people left of the South Barbarian Clan after the outbreak of the Black Brilliance, and that number was rapidly declining under the attack of the Demon 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

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

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

step by step, and

Yang Kai’s sudden appearance, including the Demons, who stared at him in a daze, watching him carve a

he reached the centre of the group, Yang Kai quickly saw Shaman

“Sir!”

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 Black

Kai who called him,

explained, “The Shaman Niu

was immediately relieved, nodding repeatedly, “Good, good, 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 Yang

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

the possession of the most powerful Shaman King of the

sixth Shaman King, so the Sacred Treasure wouldn’t fall into his hands under normal circumstances. In this situation, there was only

of the South Barbarian Clan, but he knew he

uninjured, so Shaman Dang had no

Yang Kai’s shoulder

promised, “The South

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 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

that there was another Demon Saint here. Shaman Dang probably was not aware that

knew it, he would not be that