The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1466: Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrow

As Clair swaggered away, the disciples of the Hall of War could only watch in anger as he returned to the barbarian camp. There was nothing they could do.

When Clair reached Drucker, he quickly cupped his fists and greeted him with a grin. "Lord Drucker, I'll take my leave first."

After a few steps, Clair noticed Drucker's expression had turned dark. He glanced over and saw Drucker's hands clasped behind his back, fingers tightly twisted together, veins bulging. It was clear he was furious.

A sharp glint flashed in Clair's eyes.

This was the perfect chance to curry favor.

He had already heard about the conflict between Drucker and that human youth. Someone of Drucker's status could not lower himself to challenge a mere Spiritual Sea Realm junior.

So no matter how angry he was, he had to hold it in and wait for the Hunting Battlefield to begin.

Thinking this through, Clair smiled. "Lord Drucker, how about I challenge that human brat for you? Bo Ershu was my senior as well. I'll teach that kid a proper lesson and make him kneel and beg in front of you!"

"Oh?"

Drucker's eyes lit up with approval. Clair had said exactly what he wanted to hear.

Among the barbarians, there was a saying that grudges should never be left overnight.

If he had not known about Bo Ershu's death, it would be one thing. But the killer stood right in front of him, acting arrogantly, and he still could not act.

The thought of enduring this for an entire night made him restless.

After a moment, he snorted and glared at Ling Feng. "That brat is cunning. Why would he accept your challenge?"

Clair gave a sly smile. "People die for profit, birds die for food. Everyone has a weakness."

"You mean to use treasures as a wager?"

Drucker understood, but quickly shook his head. "No treasure is worth more than life. He is not a fool!"

"Hehe, he managed to kill Bo Ershu and earn a place in the Hunting Battlefield. He clearly has some ability. People like that tend to be overconfident."

Clair continued, still smiling. "As long as you offer something tempting enough, he will lose his composure and give in to greed. Before the Hunting Battlefield begins, neither side is allowed to kill. He will think there is no real danger and take the gamble."

"Mm."

Drucker thought it over and nodded.

"And dealing with someone without killing them is easy. If he dares to accept, I'll make sure he suffers worse than death and vent your anger properly."

Clair chuckled.

"Good. You are loyal. If you can teach that brat a harsh lesson, I will reward you well!"

Drucker nodded in satisfaction. The more he looked at Clair, the more pleased he became.

After a moment, Drucker took out three arrows about three chi long. The arrowheads carried a faint dark red hue and gave off a chilling pressure.

"Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows!"

Clair's eyelids twitched in surprise. "Lord Drucker, you are actually bringing out something like this?"

As the name suggested, these were bloodthirsty arrows. Once fired from a powerful bow, they would not return without drawing blood. Even a Great Emperor could be killed by them.

They were known as emperor-slaying arrows. Over the years, barbarian experts had used them to kill many Great Emperors from the Hall of War.

It was said that only nine of these arrows existed in the entire barbarian race. Drucker possessed three because his clan was one of the three top tribes.

The barbarians were structured like a secular empire. The Barbarian King ruled the Barbarian God Temple, and beneath it were the three great tribes.

Drucker was a direct heir of one of those tribes, which was why he had access to such a weapon.

"These three arrows have already claimed the lives of many Great Emperors from the Hall of War. Once they are revealed, that brat will have no excuse to refuse. If he backs down, he will be condemned by everyone!"

Drucker snorted.

Though he appeared rough, he was not foolish.

If Ling Feng refused, he would be seen as dishonoring the fallen Great Emperors.

"As expected of you, Lord."

Clair grinned. As he looked at the arrows, he could almost sense the lingering souls of Great Emperors within them, crying out.

"But you must win. If you lose even one of these arrows, I will take your head!"

Drucker shot him a cold glance. These arrows were extremely important. He had borrowed them from his clan to kill enemy Great Emperors.

"Do not worry, my lord. He is just a Spiritual Sea Realm brat. No matter how strong he is, there is a limit!"

Clair let out a dark chuckle. "And even if I lose, why would I admit it? We are enemies. Why bother keeping promises with them?"

"Hahaha! Good. That puts my mind at ease!"

Drucker laughed. This Clair is smart!

Of course, if the Hall of War disciples heard this, they would not call it smart. They would call it shameless.

Completely shameless!

"Take it!"

Drucker handed the arrows to Clair and said coldly, "As long as you make him pay, I will lend you one of these arrows to use!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

Clair burst into laughter. Holding the arrow high, he strode forward and shouted toward the other side, "Hey, that brat Ling Feng. Dare to fight me? If you win, this Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrow is yours!"

The moment those words fell, both sides erupted.

"What? Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrow? That legendary emperor-slaying weapon passed down by the barbarians?"

"That vicious arrow. The elder I once followed died to it!"

"He is actually willing to bring it out?"

Many were shocked, but even more were excited.

"This is a rare chance. Many Great Emperors from the Hall of War have fallen to this arrow. If we can take it back, it would bring comfort to their spirits!"

All eyes turned toward Ling Feng.

Author's note: Hope everyone still remembers the celestial artifact on Ling Feng, the Bow of Yi. A celestial artifact bow paired with a celestial artifact arrow, well, you get the idea.