Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 724 Zhou Qingtong is injured!
"Gulu."

Wu Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the blood. Immediately afterward, his veins bulged all over his body, and his skin looked like it was crawling with tiny snakes.

"Ha ha!"

Feeling the powerful surge of blood coursing through his veins, Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh wildly, his laughter accompanied by the cracking sounds of his bones dislocating.

His originally robust body gradually swelled, and an aura of majesty originating from his bloodline emanated from his body.

Zhou Qingtong let out a muffled groan, her body flying backward, her aura weakened, and a red and black aura swirling around her.

"Qingtong!"

Sword Master let out a deep shout, and his figure shot out like lightning. A powerful primal force surged forth, suppressing all the malevolent energy around him.

However, the black and red aura continued to surge, as if it could break free from the suppression at any moment.

At this moment, the alien powerhouses in the distance all turned their gazes toward the weakened Zhou Qingtong. They greedily inhaled the remaining blood essence of the Human Emperor in the air, their eyes gradually becoming bloodshot.

"He! He!"

Wu Yuan's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped. His face contorted as he frantically tore at his own chest.

Such a shocking scene caused the expressions of many powerful alien races to change drastically, and a sliver of reason gradually returned to their eyes.

"Fool, a lowly bloodline dares to try and devour the bloodline of the Human Emperor. How utterly presumptuous of you."

A half-saint from another race sneered, seemingly distracted, and was blasted backward.

Just as everyone was wondering, the figure of this alien half-saint had already arrived behind Wu Yuan. The next moment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed forward, and tentacles suddenly extended from his fingertips.

"Wuyuan, do not disappoint the Lord's expectations, give me all your bloodline!"

The half-saint alien grinned maliciously, his eyes burning with fervor.

Wu Yuan was originally a human powerhouse at the peak of the Half-Saint Realm. Now, he also possesses a trace of the Human Emperor's bloodline, which is undoubtedly a great temptation for a Half-Saint of the alien race.

At this moment, golden cracks began to appear on Wuyuan's swollen body, like a piece of porcelain about to break, completely unaware of the tentacles that suddenly appeared behind him.

"puff!"

A tentacle suddenly pierced through Wuyuan's chest from behind, emerging from his body, and the originally violent energy was continuously drawn out through the tentacle.

"Bastard!"

Wu Yuan suddenly regained his senses, his eyes flashing with coldness: "You ambushed me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yuan's blood boiled and gushed out from his seven orifices, instantly condensing into a blood blade.

"This is my destiny!"

Wu Yuan suddenly turned around, seemingly ignoring the pain in his body, and grabbed the tentacle. At the same time, the blood blade crashed down.

"Wu Yuan, are you insane? How dare you attack me?!"

The alien half-saint's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected that the other would fight him to the death. Feeling a deadly threat, he dared not hold back any longer. Tentacles roared out from his body, trying to block the blood-red mad blade filled with terrifying power.

"Oh!"

However, the moment these tentacles touched the blood-red blade, they were instantly shredded into a cloud of blood mist.

Amidst horrified gazes, the blood blade formed from the essence of Wuyuan instantly pierced into the body of this alien half-saint.

"Human evil cultivators are indeed not to be trusted!"

"How dare they attack my clan!"

Seeing the aura of that half-saint quickly dissipate, countless alien powerhouses' eyes flashed with hatred.

If they weren't wary of the terrifying strength Wu Yuan had just unleashed, they would have already swarmed him and torn him to pieces.

Wu Yuan's strength was originally no weaker than that of an ordinary alien half-saint; otherwise, he would not have been qualified to become the Holy Envoy of the Seven Jackals, second only to Hong Yan. Under the full force of his attack, this greedy alien half-saint was almost instantly annihilated, his bloodline wiped out, and his life and soul vanished.

Wu Yuan's originally swollen body shrank at a visible speed.

"call out!"

Sensing the murderous gazes of the alien race and the Sword Master, Wu Yuan did not hesitate at all. With a swift movement, he transformed into a streak of blood light and streaked across the sky.

Originally, there were five half-saint realm experts, but in a short while, only two remained. On the other hand, among the humans of Nine Swords City, only Zhou Qingtong was injured, and even their city's formation was not affected.

For a moment, the alien races, who had been full of confidence and eager to storm into the human city and feast, looked at each other in dismay.

Wu Yuan's sudden outburst was completely unexpected.

The sudden reversal of events was so dramatic that they couldn't help but wonder if humanity was really as weak as the Overlord had claimed.
"Interesting. Is this the bloodline of the Human Emperor?"

Just as countless powerful alien races were struggling with their own thoughts, a low murmur suddenly rang out.

"Shh!"

Sword Master's expression changed drastically. Without the slightest hesitation, he moved and took Zhou Qingtong back to Nine Swords City.

The other two human half-saints were also on high alert, retreating back to the city's formation and looking at the sky ahead with apprehension.

As the murmur rang out, the world suddenly darkened.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the void distorted, and a tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the void. His face was as perfect as if it were carved from white jade. Every step he took seemed to tread on the hearts of all living beings, making them feel breathless.

"Yu Zun!"

The two members of the Half-Saint Realm clan looked respectful and immediately knelt down to pay their respects.

"Meet the Lord!"

Upon seeing this figure, countless powerful alien beings uncontrollably knelt on the ground, their expressions filled with piety. The oppressive aura emanating from their bloodline rendered them utterly incapable of resisting.

"Om..."

At this moment, the Sword Master dared not be careless in the slightest. Under his instruction, the Nine Swords City's formation was activated to its limit.

The two human half-saints looked solemn, their primal power surging around them, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Even the stubborn and strong-willed Zhou Qingtong lowered her eyes slightly when she saw that figure, seemingly instinctively afraid to look directly at the other person.

Yu Zun slightly raised his eyes, seemingly ignoring the three human race half-venerables, including the Sword Master, and the city-protecting formation, and his gaze fell on Zhou Qingtong.

"It's really fun."

Yu Zun took a light sniff, as if he could smell the delicious scent of blood, and a satisfied smile curved his lips.

Originally intending to feed on the human emperor, the vanguard army unexpectedly collapsed before the human emperor even appeared.

However, Yu Zun didn't care about this, and he didn't even care about Wu Yuan who had escaped.

At that moment, his attention was drawn to the scent emanating from Zhou Qingtong.

"Gentlemen, lend me a hand!"

Sword Master shouted, unleashing his primal power, which merged with the formation above the city.

Seeing this, the two human half-saints did not hesitate at all, each occupying a corner of the formation, and frantically poured their boundless energy into the formation.

"what?"

Seeing the actions of the three human half-saints, Yu Zun's lips curled into a mocking smile. He did not rush to make a move, but instead watched them quietly as if they were clowns.

(End of this chapter)