CHAPTER 611 THE ANCESTOR OF THE NANCHAO CLAN

"I have made it clear that you cannot stand against me with the limited power that you have right now.

Don't you understand what I'm telling you yet?" Martin snorted when he heard Samson still try to speak

to him in a firm and commanding tone.

Whoosh! Whoosh! The moment that Martin fell from the air, a strong roar sounded out. The sound

came directly from his golden sword.

It turned out that the golden sword was filled with the intense power of the Golden Enlightenment.

That pervading power of the Golden Enlightenment was much stronger than the power that Martin

himself had. It was also stronger than the power that Samson and Ricky had.

Faced with that formidable power, Ricky felt that he would candidly admit defeat in an instant, or even

die from his place in the air. That was because the strength of the Golden Enlightenment had reached

the peak of a middle spiritual king—it was even closer to the power of a upper spiritual king at that

point.

"This power does not belong to me, but it is the trump card that I have. I intended to use it in the fight

against Ricky, but unexpectedly, I used it on you," said Martin. Now that he had the righteous power of

the Golden Enlightenment, Martin's tone had become more stern and fierce. The power of it made him

more confident.

'What a powerful force! That must be the power left by the completed spiritual king of the Golden

Leopard Valley on Martin's golden sword. I didn't expect him to have such an ace up his sleeve, ' Ricky

thought to himself after he heard what Martin said.

It was impossible for him to resist such a force at that point. If he resisted it without planning, he would

only be immediately ripped into pieces.

Of course, the first person they worried about was Samson. Since Ricky's power wouldn't be enough to

resist that force, there would be no exception for Samson either.

"I'm so surprised that the powerful cultivators from the Golden Leopard Valley could compress their

own strength in a spiritual weapon. It is beyond a doubt that they really took great pains to do so,"

Terrence also sighed.

The next moment, without any hesitation, Ricky and the others pooled their strength together and

began to jointly resist Martin's power.

Samson told them to stop through the telepathic link. "Ricky, Terrence, and Soar, this is my own

personal struggle. If you still think of me as your friend, please don't try to help me," he told them.

"Samson, although I don't like you, this is not the right time to make such a grand stand. As long as we

unite to resist Martin's attacks, the victory will be ours in the end," Soar said in a solemn voice.

"Yeah. This isn't the time to try and be a hero," Terrence also responded in a low voice.

"After Ricky removes the toxins from me, I think I will use my own skills to completely defeat Martin on

my own," Samson responded to them with great confidence after hearing what Terrence and Soar said.

"What? You mean that you have a secret skill that's comparable to the peak strength of a middle

spiritual king?" Soar and the others exclaimed in great disbelief when they heard what Samson said.

"If not, how can I dare to take the lead in this battle? After all, I don't want to die so soon," Samson

replied.

"Well, we trust you," Ricky replied as his face turned grim after he heard Samson speak in such a firm

tone.

"Ricky!" Soar anxiously exclaimed to Ricky the next moment. Terrence also gave a dignified look

toward Ricky.

They did not really believe that Samson had a skill that was strong enough to fight against Martin's

invincible power. If he really had such a skill, then the previous geniuses of the Nanchao Clan would

not have died so tragically under Martin's fierce attack.

"Soar, Terrence, I understand what you mean, but we need to believe in Samson right now. I'm afraid

that the deaths of those geniuses from the Nanchao Clan have become the inner demon that Samson

suffers from," Ricky said sternly to the two of them.

"One needs to face their inner demon on their own, and I also believe that Samson can get in touch

with his deep power reserved after I remove the toxins from him."

"Is that so?" Their minds were changed by what Ricky had said, so both Soar and Terrence fell silent

again.

"Ha-ha, what's the matter with you? Are you all going to join hands against me? I assumed that you

were just a bunch of hypocrites who would abandon their friends," Martin said disdainfully and burst out

in laughter after he saw Ricky and others retreat after they had prepared to take action against him.

"I was your only real opponent from the very beginning. The reason they won't take action is that you

are too weak to compete with them," Samson replied.

"Ha-ha, is that so? Then I'll kill you first and teach them a good lesson afterward!" Martin sneered, with

a ferocious smile spreading across his face.

"You won't have any chance to fight against them because I'm going to kill you before you have a

chance!" Samson said in a cold voice.

Boom! Boom! At the same time, Samson's momentum rose again. Then three drops of blood spilled

between his eyebrows, which were extremely bright and gave off strong energy.

There was no doubt that such blood could only be the blood essence of a living being.

"Is that blood essence? Samson really wants to burn his own blood essence? Is this the ace he had up

his sleeve? He really is an idiot!" Soar exclaimed angrily when he saw the incredible scene in front of

him.

That was because burning one's blood essence was not a good idea at all. It was just a last ditch effort

that meant that one was struggling desperately.

Besides, even if Samson burned all of his blood essence, it was impossible for him to increase his

power to the peak of a middle spiritual king level.

"He isn't stupid enough to use the method of burning blood essence as his trump card, is he? If that's

true, then he is just making a futile effort!" Ricky also said in great disbelief.

At that moment, Carley was the only one that seemed to be deep in thought. She had tears welling up

in her eyes, because she knew exactly what move Samson was going to make next.

She also knew what the consequences of making such a move would be.

She couldn't stop him, though, because Samson had already told her through their telepathic link that

trying to stop him was an insult to him as a man and an insult to the disciples of the Nanchao Clan who

gave their lives to save them.

"Ancestor of the Nanchao Clan, I am here to summon you with the blood essence of the Nanchao Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Clan. Please give your great strength to me!" Three drops of blood essence emerged, and Samson

roared as he ascended toward the sky.

Then, the three drops of blood essence disappeared into the void.

Boom! Boom! The next moment, his shout rang out through the air. Strong and miraculous water power

was surging, and then, the virtual shadow of a malevolent spirit suddenly appeared in the air.

The virtual shadow looked extremely ferocious and horrible. Although it was filled with the miraculous

water power, it was sending out spikes of deadly power.

After the virtual shadow of the malevolent spirit was condensed and formed, it went straight towards

Samson with its large, fierce-looking mouth open. In an instant, Samson went pale while the virtual

shadow approached him. Worse still, his face went almost bloodless and he looked extremely shaken.

Suddenly, he curled in on himself while in the air.

At that moment, only Ricky, who was using the power of his three zones, realized what was happening.

He could see that, when the virtual shadow of the malevolent spirit roared, almost all the blood vitality

and blood essence from Samson was being cruelly absorbed by it.

There was no denying the fact that, after the malevolent spirit absorbed the blood vitality and blood

essence that was within Samson's body, the outbreak of its momentum was even stronger. Its power

was no less than the present power that Martin had.

'In order to make good use of this trump card, Samson has almost sacrificed half his life, ' Ricky

thought to himself, as an expression of bitter graveness crossed his face.

It could be said that Samson had made a sort of deal with the devil in order to get the power he

needed. Samson, with all his blood vitality and almost all his blood essence as bait, successfully

summoned the so-called Ancestor of the Nanchao Clan.