Winner Takes All Chapter 1867

The wind and air are raging in the sky.

The colour of blood was mixed in with it, demonic and ghostly.

Each time they collided, they were wrapped in endless fearful killing intent.

After the collision between the trains of qi and the blood mist, the layers of ripples escaped, causing the sky to distort.

The sound of the wind whistled in his ears.

This was the only sound from the outside world that Huo Zhenxiao could hear.

Other than that, all he could hear was his own breathing.

呼……呼……

The ragged breathing sounded like a torn bellows.

His gaze was still stern, but it turned blood red, like a stern ghost, like a demon.

Everything around him, as far as the eye can see, is blood red.

Even the hideous faces of the hidden world became blood-red in his sight.

It was a demonic face, some ghastly, some hideous, some insane ……

But each of the hidden worlds had their mouths wide open, as if they were hissing and cursing at something.

Only all of this, Huo Zhenxiao could not hear!

After using the secret method, he had been frozen for a long time, and the seemingly astounding act of killing two Hidden Worlds in front of the battlefield was actually extremely taxing on him.

The instantaneous dedication of twenty years of life in exchange for the instantaneous re-emergence of the greatness.

But as the Hidden Ones say, a secret method is after all a secret method, and a price must exist.

The price he paid for his secret method, which had been handed down by Chen Daogun, to be able to perform it to this extent, was already considered very slight.

But now, it had almost touched his limit.

A blazing attack came from every angle.

They were unbeatable.

Each one of them was enough to break a long river by splitting gold and stone.

Huo Zhenxiao waved his silver dragon spear, his blood mist steaming up, bringing up a curtain of blood that blocked all the life-threatening Qi.

The rising and surging curtain of blood, wielded by the Silver Dragon Lance, forged a wall around him that was as solid as gold and could not be entered by water.

The intensity of the fight caused Huo Zhenxiao’s condition to deteriorate drastically.

Blood continued to seep from the wounds on his body, rising up as a bloody mist.

And his appearance was ageing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The twenty-year life span dedication was an instantaneous surge in strength that would continue to consume Huo Zhenxiao for as long as the secret method lasted.

His bloodstained white hair fluttered in the wind.

Huo Zhenxiao had lost count of how many shots he had swung.

His arm grew sore and numb, and with each swing, the tearing pain in his tiger’s mouth became more intense, far outweighing the other injuries he had sustained.

He did not stop.

Swinging the gun seemed to have become the only obsession in his mind.

The other …… thing was to kill these Hidden Worlds in front of him.

“I will be able to do it! That’s what …… Master said!”

Huo Zhenxiao’s lips were noodled and a smile was outlined as blood flowed out.

In a trance.

The memories of his childhood came flooding back in his mind.

As the memories of his childhood surfaced in his mind like a movie, the exhaustion and soreness and pain in his body seemed to diminish a lot.

It was a snowy and windy night.

In the darkness, a figure came stomping through the thick snow with rustling footsteps.

Snap!

A flame lit up in the darkness.

Then, the fire grew brighter and brighter.

Eventually, it enveloped the small area with heat.

The man stood for a moment, holding the torch up.

Then he squatted down and laughed lightly, “Good boy, you are a good seedling, you will follow me from now on.”

Then the man gently picked at the snow in front of him with one hand, peeling the thick snow to the left and right, revealing the thick layer of ice beneath it.

Beneath the ice was a child.

A boy, completely frozen, naked, his skin white and crystal, but alive.

As the ice revealed itself.

The man and the boy, separated by the transparent ice, looked at each other.

The boy blinked and looked at the man curiously.

But the man pressed his left hand gently on the ice, without using much force, just a light press.

With a click, the thick layer of ice cracked in all directions, with the man’s palm as the centre.

The boy was stunned, his dark jewel-like eyes filled with longing and expectation.

The man pressed again.

The cold ice, which had existed for who knows how many years, exploded in response.

The torch shone brightly.

The man leaned down and picked the boy up, lifting him into the air.

The boy smiled, a thick mist spewing out of his mouth and nose, the first time he had really come into contact with the world.

The man smiled too, looking at the boy with a look of doting affection.

“From today onwards, you will be called Huo Zhenxiao.”

“Why? What are you called again?”

“In the future you will know, my name is Chen Daojun, from now on you will follow me and call me Master, I will pa*s on the mantle to you.”

The darkness.

The man pulled the boy along and walked away towards the darker distance, leaving behind only broken ice, snow, and torches that were about to go out.

Far away.

The boy’s milky voice came out, “Master, why did you break the thick cold ice with a gentle press, I’ve been trapped inside and have been trying to break it, but it just won’t break.”

“Hahahaha ……”

Chen Daojun laughed and said, “Because you didn’t believe from the beginning that you could break it, so you definitely couldn’t break it, while I …… knew from the beginning that I could definitely break it, so I definitely did.”

“Zhenxiao, remember, no matter what, always believe in yourself, when you start to doubt yourself, from that moment on, you have already failed.”

There was a few seconds of silence.

It was only in the darkness that a dumbfounded “Oh” rang out.

……

Rumble ……

The murderous aura blasted against the curtain of blood wielded by the silver dragon lance.

The thundering loud sound echoed in the vault of the sky, even drowning out the sound of the heavenly cannon fire and shouts of killing from Zhenjiang City in the distance.

After the attack, Old Ghost Yinshan and the other eleven people all sensed that something was odd.

Even though they were only a stone’s throw away from Huo Zhenxiao, they instinctively chose to watch.

They could not tell what was so strange about Huo Zhenxiao.

That indefinable feeling gave them the creeps.

Hoo ……

A light wind blew across the sky, carrying with it the sickeningly strong smell of blood on the battlefield.

“It’s so quiet.”

A hidden world suddenly exclaimed.

The moment the words were spoken, they immediately caused everyone present to turn pale and their scalps to explode.

Yes!

Quiet!

This was clearly in a battlefield, and the earth beneath their feet was in the midst of a purgatory-like killing.

Rivers of blood were flowing, mountains of corpses were everywhere.

The shouts of killing, the sounds of cannon fire ……

All sounds, with that blow just now, suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and all of a sudden they fell into absolute silence.

The crowd instinctively looked down, but was instantly dumbfounded.

The battlefield …… had disappeared!

“It’s not vanished, it’s an illusion!”

The old ghost of Yin Mountain’s jaws cracked as he shrilled and snapped up.

The Hermitage people simultaneously looked towards Huo Zhenxiao in horror.

Only then did they realise that Huo Zhenxiao had closed his eyes.

Just as they looked, Huo Zhenxiao’s eyelashes fluttered gently and he slowly opened his eyes.

“I believe that you all have to die!”