Chapter 1815


    The palm that was rushing toward Spencer was huge. It was entirely overwhelming. The situation had


    changed rapidly and took an unexpected turn.


    Even for a master at Tribtion Crossing, Spencer couldn’t move a single inch as the p came at


    him. He froze in ce like a wooden puppet and watched as the pnded heavily on his face.


    Boom!


    Spencer flew through the air, hitting the wall heavily.


    The wall was not damaged, as expected, but his body had been brutally smashed. He coughed out


    mouthfuls of blood.


    The leader of the Blood Shura was unforgiving, charging over after that blow.


    Spencer understood that the most challenging moment in his life hade.


    Roar!


    “Mighty dragon of the divine blood, blood sacrifice of my honor! With my flesh and blood, I call upon the


    gods!”


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    Spencer roared, and the blood energy in him boiled. His clothes shredded to pieces, and a series of


    cracks appeared on his body, and fresh blood gushed out from him, forming a pool of blood under his


    feet. The blood that flowed out didn’t gush out without purpose, automatically forming an ancient and


    complicated pattern on the ground which exuded an evil and demonic nature.


    This was an ancient devil array!


    It was also the supreme magic of the Blood Cult!


    A vague blood-colored shadow appeared above Spencer’s head, and it was huge, as tall as a hundred


    feet. It looked like a god or devil, and it exuded an overwhelming aura from this magical shadow. Dense


    blood energy filled the air, murderous intent rolling about


    As for Spencer, his eyes had turned blood red, and his body had grown taller. In addition, four sharp


    fangs emerged from his mouth.


    “Huh?”


    The leader of the Blood Shura halted, not making any other move immediately, but stared at Spencer


    and seemed to be lost in thought. Then, after a while, he nodded. “Blood Cult techniques, I didn’t


    expect you to know the secret magic that has been passed down in my tribe. It’s a pity that you’re only


    human and forcibly practicing the divine powers of our Shura tribe, and you


    want to use it against me, it’s original! How naive you are!”


    Spencer was taken aback. “What are you talking about? The divine powers of the Blood Cult are the


    secret magic of your Shura tribe?”


    The leader of the Blood Shuraughed loudly. “You don’t believe me? Then, let me show you what the


    true demon arts of the Blood Cult are!”


    The leader stomped his feet fiercely. “Mighty dragon of demon blood, blood sacrifice of my honor! With


    my flesh and blood, I call upon the devil!”


    The roar and words the leader of the Blood Shura let out were almost the same as Spencer, except


    instead of calling upon the gods, he called upon the devil.


    The Shura tribe worshiped the devils.


    Boom!


    From the sky, a bloodied shadow descended. It was ten times taller than the one above Spencer’s


    head, standing at a thousand feet tall, and the head could not be seen at a nce. But, facing the


    demon lord that the leader of the Blood Shura had summoned, the one that Spencer had summoned


    was like a little disciplepared to that.


    The huge pressure from the summoned demon lord made Spencer tremble.


    The demon shadow above his head also trembled, and after a few seconds, it gradually faded and


    disappeared. Even the blood energy that leaked out from Spencer’s body weakened.


    Thump!


    Spencer kneeled in front of the leader of the Blood Shura, and he prostrated. His heart was


    overwhelmed by shock and fear. He never knew that the divine powers that he cultivated and swore


    allegiance by a blood oath were the demon god of the Shura tribe.


    This was such a big joke. However, it was toote to regret it now.


    Even though he had to give up his life, the blood oath must be upheld, and this was the price to pay for


    power.


    In the beginning, Spencer’s powers were not very strong. Forget about being a Heavenly King, even


    entering Flying Eagles would have been a stretch. But,ter, he had gotten help from a woman and had


    learned the divine power of the Blood Cult from her. That had increased his strength in leaps and


    bounds. Then, he had broken through the ranks.


    In just ten years, he had unexpectedly managed to reach Tribtion Crossing.


    However, at this moment, faced with the demonic tribe that he had sworn a blood oath to, his powers


    had been suppressed by the overwhelming pressure he felt, and there was no way for him to resist.