Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 451: The Destruction of the Baili Tribe, Blood God Kingdom

Chapter 451 - 451: The Destruction of the Baili Tribe, Blood God Kingdom

At this moment, deep within a primeval forest—

This place was originally the residence of the Baili Race, but now, this indigenous tribe was facing an unprecedented catastrophe.

The entire settlement was engulfed in flames of war and thick smoke, causing countless casualties.

Screams echoed throughout the land as countless members of the Baili Race fell. The earth itself trembled, cracking open beneath their feet. Tragedy unfolded in every corner—blood flowed like rivers.

The ones responsible for this massacre were a terrifying group of beings clad in crimson armor. They exuded an overwhelming aura of slaughter, holding bloodthirsty spears in their hands.

They resembled mindless killing machines—merciless as wolves charging into a flock of sheep, effortlessly slaughtering large numbers of Baili clansmen with a single charge.

Even when some of them fell in battle, none flinched. They did not fear death—perhaps, they didn't even comprehend what death meant.

"Xue Shiba, why has your Blood God Kingdom invaded our Baili Race?! We've never trespassed into your territory—why target us?!"

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Baili Race gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on a towering figure draped in blood-red robes, his head adorned with two sharp horns, and eyes glowing crimson like a devil from the abyss.

Hatred seethed within him. He wished nothing more than to tear these invaders apart.

The arrival of these monsters had plunged the Baili Tribe into a calamity. Once a prosperous and powerful tribe, they now faced extinction. Their people fell in droves—unprecedented destruction rained upon them.

The one leading the assault—Xue Shiba, also known as Blood Eighteen—was one of the infamous generals of the Blood God Kingdom, a fearsome figure who commanded billions of soldiers.

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His cultivation had reached the level of a Primordial Chaos Saint.

He had mastered 2,700 Dao Laws, making him a supreme being second only to a Lord of the Universe.

With a single strike, he had annihilated the resistance of the Baili Elders, killing many of them instantly. Their bodies were shredded into tens of thousands of pieces, a testament to his unmatched power.

"Why?"

Hearing the question, Xue Shiba responded calmly, "Such foolishness. Do you think this world runs on reason? On the Origin Continent, the strong reign supreme, and the weak are mere prey. If you must blame something, blame your Baili Tribe for being too weak."

"You...!"

The Baili Patriarch clenched his fists in rage.

"But don't worry," Xue Shiba added with a faint smirk. "The other seventeen tribes neighboring yours will share your fate. None shall escape. They will all die."

"What?!" The Patriarch's eyes widened. "You're not just targeting us—but all eighteen tribes?!"

A terrible realization dawned on him. "Wait—your Blood God Kingdom is ruled by the Blood God, a being ranked high on the Ancient Ranking, known to devour the Blood Essence and souls of all living things to constantly strengthen himself.

Each time he awakens, he requires hundreds of millions of sacrifices... You plan to annihilate all eighteen tribes as a blood offering to him, don't you?! He must be at a critical juncture in his cultivation—that's why you've been dispatched from the Blood God Kingdom to hunt and kill!"

His sharp eyes pierced into Xue Shiba.

Truthfully, the Blood God Kingdom was a terrifying power, with eighteen generals, each having reached the Primordial Chaos Saint level, close to the level of a Universe Lord.

And now, with all eighteen tribes targeted, it was clear that all the Blood God Generals had been mobilized.

"You know too much," Xue Shiba said coldly. His expression darkened, and killing intent surged around him. A man this clever could not be allowed to live.

After all, the Blood God Kingdom had its enemies. Should others learn about this blood ritual, the consequences for their lord could be disastrous.

"Xue Shiba! Your Blood God Kingdom has massacred the Baili Tribe. You will not end well! Even if I die today, I will drag you to hell with me!"

Suddenly, the Baili Patriarch let out an earth-shaking roar. A terrifying destructive aura burst forth from his body—a cataclysmic explosion of divine power.

"No! He's trying to self-destruct! Retreat! Retreat now!" Xue Shiba shouted in panic.

Boom!!!

At that moment, the Baili Patriarch detonated his entire being—body, soul, flesh, blood, and even every cell exploded in a cosmic burst.

The self-destruction of a Primordial Chaos Saint rivaled the destruction of hundreds of thousands of worlds. The devastation was unimaginable.

In an instant, a radius of hundreds of millions of light years was swallowed by the explosion. It echoed through the Nine Heavens, creating apocalyptic shockwaves and massive spatial fractures.

The soldiers of the Blood God Kingdom were caught in the blast. Many were shredded on the spot; their armor vaporized into dust.

Had this occurred in another world, it would have been completely obliterated.

However, this was the Origin Continent, where the laws of reality were incomparably strong. Even so, the ground was still scarred from the immense force.

"Damn that old bastard! Even in death, he gave us so much trouble!"

Out of the smoke and dust, Xue Shiba emerged. His eyes were cold as he stared at the scorched remnants of the Baili Patriarch.

Although he had used a supreme spell to deflect most of the blast and suffered little damage, many of his soldiers had perished in the explosion.

"Don't worry, General," said a blood-stained lieutenant who limped forward. "Our reaction time was fast. Only 20% of our forces were lost."

Drip. Drip. Drip...

Suddenly, the mangled flesh of the fallen soldiers began to wriggle.

Chunks of torn bodies merged, and broken limbs reattached. The dead rose again, one by one, as if they had never fallen.

This was the true terror of the Blood God Kingdom's Army.

All their soldiers had cultivated the Blood God Immortality Technique—as long as a single drop of blood remained, they could regenerate, reborn from blood, with terrifying resilience.

Unless every single drop of blood was utterly annihilated, they could not truly die.

Because of this, the armies of the Blood God Kingdom were considered invincible in their region. Few dared challenge them, and the very name of the Blood God instilled fear across countless realms.