Chapter 1034 - 658: Clash with the Rahu Clan (Part 2)
Chapter 1034: Chapter 658: Clash with the Rahu Clan (Part 2)
Saral and Ossar, the two Asuras who were already hideous, now appeared even more ferocious and terrifying. The veins on their faces bulged like twisted worms.
As for the enchanting Feili, because of those crimson eyes and the black evil qi appearing on her face, she became extremely frightening—like a highly poisonous Black Widow Spider, beautiful yet deadly.
"It’s you!"
Seeing that cold face, Feili suddenly recalled something, and her voice turned icy cold: "Ice Extreme Pass, Qin Tian."
Ice Extreme Pass
Qin Tian
Saral and Ossar’s eyes sharpened.
This name was not unfamiliar to them.
Qin Tian, the Guardian Envoy of Ice Extreme Pass—the founder of the Mingwang Planet’s grand development plan, one of the few in the Empire capable of slaying a Holy Blood of the same rank without being of Holy Blood lineage, an unrivaled prodigy who once, during the Dan Tower crisis, ventured alone into Subspace and rescued the Dan Tower Grand Elder from a dire situation, an Empire hero.
Many titles were attached to one person. One could say that many may not have seen Qin Tian, but this name was already deeply etched in their minds.
What’s more crucial is that Qin Tian holds a deep grudge against the Luohou Clan.
Before Qin Tian joined Ice Extreme Pass, the Mingwang Planet’s strongest force besides the Leng Family was the Luohou Clan.
Inzaghi Luohou, guarding Soul Split Ice Valley, although the local output was negligible, it was a critical strategic base for the Luohou Clan on Mingwang Planet—a wedge, a nail, a bridgehead ready to expand outward anytime.
But after Qin Tian arrived, everything changed.
Inzaghi suffered repeated setbacks at Qin Tian’s hands, and his force was increasingly weakened.
To this day, the territory of Soul Split Ice Valley has been virtually devoured by Ice Extreme Pass, leaving only a solitary base standing, like a lone island in the vast sea, completely stripped of its strategic significance.
Against the backdrop of the Mingwang Planet’s fervent development, the Luohou Clan attempted to forge a new path and find new breakthroughs.
However, the essential core resource for establishing themselves on Mingwang Planet—the "Cold Tree"—was controlled by Qin Tian.
With such a deep-seated grievance between both parties, Qin Tian naturally wouldn’t let them hitch a ride in this venture.
Thus, within the entire Luohou Clan, there’s hardly anyone who doesn’t know the clan’s nemesis—Ice Extreme Pass, Qin Tian.
Yet, what caught them off guard was that Qin Tian somehow infiltrated this place and immediately killed Amen.
Though they knew Qin Tian had previously slain a Tier Seven direct lineage of the Shinguji Clan, the difficulty of vanquishing Amen in one stroke was far greater.
Whether Qin Tian killed Amen head-on or through a sneak attack, it all indicated—Qin Tian’s strength surpasses Amen’s.
Fortunately, even though Qin Tian is strong, he is, after all, only a Tier Seven.
And here, Saral, a Tier Eight Holy Blood, guards—Qin Tian, no matter how invincible at the same tier, couldn’t possibly be a match for a Tier Eight Holy Blood.
"Is this the Pillar Monument? How did these ugly creatures find this place?"
Qin Tian glanced at the two Asuras, then immediately turned his gaze to the Obelisk—as if he were looking at something filthy, yearning to wash his eyes.
The term Pillar Monument was something he had never heard of before.
But recently, when he slew the Tier Seven Asura, through the {Divine Venerable} talent, he absorbed the Asura’s dissipating Soul Energy, from which he learned about this mystical artifact—the Pillar Monument.
Not only that, but he also learned the backstory of the Luohou Clan’s arrival—
A subordinate with a lucky buff voluntarily informed the clan, delivering this tremendous opportunity.
And what was the result?
They killed that lucky fellow?
Qin Tian sneered coldly in his heart.
It’s no wonder the Luohou Clan is notorious; if such deeds were to spread, who would dare pledge allegiance to them? A Tier Eight Three Stars, two Tier Seven Five Stars.
This combination certainly can apply some pressure on me.
However—it’s merely a "bit" of pressure.
"Take action together, kill him!"
Saral coldly ordered, her voice devoid of any superfluous words.
Amen’s death at Qin Tian’s hands was a fact; they wouldn’t bother asking Qin Tian why he killed Amen—for the Luohou Clan, those who kill their people are enemies.
No need for reason, explanation, or excess proceedings.
What they must do now is one thing: avenge Amen.
Simultaneously, seal this place’s secrets permanently, ensuring sustainable vast resources for the descendants entering the Nine Stars Martial Arts Competition.
As her words fell, Saral, the Tier Eight powerhouse, made the first move.
Dark red Spiritual Energy erupted from her body like a volcanic eruption, with the airwaves sweeping in all directions, sending shards flying across the cave.
Unbeknownst to when, she held a dark red long blade, its blade wide and hefty, the back carved with a sinister ghost face pattern, the edge swirling with dark evil qi.
Saral’s figure flickered, the speed of Tier Eight Holy Blood became extreme—not a straightforward charge, but a bizarre curve cutting in, the blade slicing toward Qin Tian’s neck from the side.
This strike held no testing intent; it was a kill shot from the start. Before the blade arrived, the evil qi had already enveloped Qin Tian’s entire body.
In the next instant of Saral’s attack, Ossar and Feili also launched simultaneously.
Within the Luohou Clan, the men are Asuras, hideous in appearance, immensely strong; the women are Rakshasas, captivatingly beautiful, agile and unmatched. Two bloodline branches, each with their emphasis, each with their strengths, yet both inherited the Luohou Clan’s core combat instinct—deadliness, decisiveness, and relentlessness.