msmithbooks Chapter 300 - 299: You Can’t Lose, My Whole Future Depends on You
Chapter 300 - 299: You Can’t Lose, My Whole Future Depends on You
Inside Xiao Cangqing, his blood was no longer a simple fluid.
It had transformed into an indomitable, surging torrent,
struggling desperately within an abyss of despair.
This Blood Power, like a frenzied beast,
ran rampant through Xiao Cangqing’s shattered body,
especially around his neck, which was twisted completely out of shape.
The neck—
that fragile link between head and body.
Under the surging Blood Power, which moved almost like a gentle caress,
his shattered cervical vertebrae were slowly guided by an unseen force, adjusting their position inch by inch.
Each subtle movement was accompanied by indescribable pain and struggle.
Finally, his head, which had been bent at an almost impossible angle,
slowly returned to a position from which he could just barely gaze up at the sky.
In the sky, the cyan figure was like the Death God descending—ferocious and cold.
His every move kept Xiao Cangqing on a knife’s edge.
Xiao Cangqing had never imagined he would end up lying so wretchedly on this battlefield.
Every breath was a difficult struggle back from the brink of death, and he coughed up bloody foam from his nose and mouth,
which bloomed in the air like flowers of despair.
His heart, once a source of powerful, vigorous pumps, was now deeply caved in.
Every beat was accompanied by bone-piercing pain.
His ribs, which should have been a hard shield protecting his heart, had now become the deadliest of blades.
With every throb of his heart, they stabbed mercilessly into the organ, bringing wave after wave of excruciating agony, as if trying to tear him to pieces.
Xiao Cangqing’s hands trembled as he struggled to reach for his chest.
His fingertips touched something wet and warm.
It was his own blood—the very source of power that had once tasted so intoxicatingly sweet to him.
Now, it felt alien and heavy. He tried to use his last ounce of strength to feel, to confirm,
but his heart was filled with despair.
The Blood Power within him was still tirelessly repairing his broken body, but Xiao Cangqing knew well
that it was all in vain.
The injuries he had sustained were simply impossible to recover from in such a short time.
He could not forget
how the Execution Axe, one of the Thirteen Holy Artifacts of the Blood Race, had been so easily devoured by that young, cyan-glowing monster, who then fused with its immense power.
In that moment, Xiao Cangqing had seen the end of his destiny and felt a powerlessness and fear he had never known before.
Uzi’s face was shrouded in a twisted, savage grin.
A strange light flickered in his eyes, like the gaze of a Demon peering out from the abyss.
Uzi hovered in mid-air, surrounded by an aura of cold cruelty and violence.
He slowly extended his right hand, fingers spread. In the center of his palm,
a light of interweaving cyan and red, like the eye of a raging storm,
spun and condensed with mad intensity, releasing a destructive ripple that could shake the heavens and the earth.
This light originated from the Execution Axe, one of the Thirteen Holy Artifacts of the Blood Race—
a terrifying weapon said to grant its wielder tenfold combat strength, but at the cost of endless blood.
However, to Uzi, this cost was nothing but a joke.
What flowed through his veins was not warm blood, but cold darkness and insatiable greed.
He could command this power without restraint, as if it had been born for him alone.
As Uzi focused his will, the light in his palm grew ever more dazzling. Within the intertwining red and cyan, ancient Spells whispered and the Ancestor’s bloodline wailed.
This power was not merely the might of the Execution Axe; it was a direct challenge to and plunder of Xiao Cangqing’s Bloodline Power.
Like a greedy viper, it longed to devour everything and make the Ancestor’s power its own.
Finally, the moment arrived with a deafening roar.
With a sudden thrust, Uzi shot a blinding beam of interwoven red and cyan energy from his palm.
The beam carried a resolute will to destroy all in its path.
Like a raging beast, it hurtled down toward Xiao Cangqing below.
Everywhere the beam passed, the air let out a deafening hum and shriek of friction. The entire space trembled violently, on the verge of collapse.
"Could it be? Is the infamous Ancestor of the Vampire Clan truly going to fall here?"
Even the Bishop from the Bright Holy See revealed a barely perceptible, excited smile.
’You’d better not lose! My entire future depends on you!’
Ji Shengyue clenched her fists, silently cheering for Uzi.
"Is this the end for the Vampire Clan, with its long and storied history in the Lighthouse Empire?"
"No way. The Vampire Clan is massive. It won’t be completely finished just because Xiao Cangqing dies."
"You have to understand, whether the Vampire Clan is large or small, it’s inextricably linked to Xiao Cangqing, the one who possesses the Bloodline Power.
If the Vampire Clan is wiped out but Xiao Cangqing survives, there’s still hope for it to be reborn.
But if Xiao Cangqing is killed while still holding the Bloodline Power, then the Vampire Clan will never appear again."
On the livestream feed, the bullet comments were almost all question marks.
The battle between Xiao Cangqing and Chu He had been full of twists and turns,
and now, in just a short time, Xiao Cangqing had been pushed into a desperate corner and was about to be killed by Uzi.
As Uzi’s smile twisted further, his savage expression seemed to hold the determination to destroy all creation.
The cyan and red light gathering in his palm finally reached its peak and, like an erupting volcano,
burst forth with reckless abandon.
In an instant, the scarlet and cyan radiance intertwined, dyeing everything around it in an ominous hue, like the prelude to an apocalyptic battlefield.
In the nick of time, a lean and upright figure appeared as abruptly as a phantom between Uzi and Xiao Cangqing.
It was as if he had crossed over from another dimension, just for this moment of salvation.
Chu He, a man who was normally at odds with Xiao Cangqing—like fire and water—and was even often considered his mortal enemy,
now stepped forward in an unbelievable turn of events.
He swung his fist with a sudden, ferocious movement, so fast and so powerful it seemed it could shake mountains and rivers.
Where the fist passed, the air was directly compressed, letting out a sharp whistle.
Then, it collided head-on with Uzi’s destructive beam of light.
At that moment, two completely different powers clashed violently in the void, erupting in a brilliant flash of light.
Finally, before the disbelieving eyes of the crowd, Chu He’s fist forcibly shattered the beam of light, scattering it in all directions,
like storm clouds torn apart by a gale.
Fragments of the beam splashed through the air, turning into countless fine particles of energy,
which finally converged into a massive mushroom cloud that hung suspended in the sky.
Not only was the mushroom cloud terrifying in form, but it also radiated a heart-stopping undulation. Every wisp and thread of it contained enough power to destroy everything.
As the energy gradually dissipated, the mushroom cloud slowly dispersed, revealing Chu He’s figure.
He stood there, his clothes fluttering, surrounded by a faint halo of energy. His entire being radiated an inviolable aura.
Everyone, including Xiao Cangqing, was utterly shocked by this scene.
They had never imagined that Chu He would choose to side with Xiao Cangqing at such a critical moment.
Ji Shengyue’s jaw dropped. She was completely dumbfounded.
She never would have dreamed that Chu He would step in to save Xiao Cangqing. ’Why?’
Ji Shengyue felt like she was about to lose her mind, but she didn’t dare show it, because Xiao Cangqing wasn’t dead. He was still alive.
If Xiao Cangqing knew what Ji Shengyue was really thinking,
he would surely punish her with even greater severity.
The gap in power between Ji Shengyue and Xiao Cangqing was as wide as the heavens and the earth.
Even the slightest punishment from Xiao Cangqing was more than Ji Shengyue could possibly endure.