[Spiritual Origin Ability +578]
Ji Xinghuo glanced at the interface. Slaying this legendary Frozen Lord granted him less than 600 points of Spiritual Origin Ability, roughly the same as the recently killed Highlander Blood Priest, who was merely Fifth Rank.
Such was the difference between those who worshiped the Star God and those who didn’t.
Equally legendary, slaying He Yan yielded three times the Spiritual Origin Ability of this alchemist.
Ji Xinghuo hadn’t forgotten there was another legendary Highlander on the scene, a devotee of the Red Emperor. He turned his head to see the Steel Warrior had managed to stand up, his injuries already significantly healed. The vitality of legendary figures was far tougher than that of ordinary people.
The Steel Warrior’s eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Ji Xinghuo.
"Which tribe do you belong to?" he asked.
Ji Xinghuo didn’t answer, simply carrying his war axe as he walked towards him.
"Puh..." The Steel Warrior spat out a mouthful of blood. Despite the pressure from Ji Xinghuo, he harbored no thoughts of fleeing. Picking up the broken sword at his feet, he said grimly, "Come on! I already know your Ability. It won’t be so easy to kill me!"
Ji Xinghuo’s eyebrows twitched.
Indeed, the Steel Warrior had realized that he could control metal, so he no longer stimulated his Ability to turn his body into metal.
Although this significantly reduced his Defense Power, relying solely on his flesh and blood to fight.
But it was still much better than being restrained.
"Ignite my blood, Fire Sacrifice to the Red Emperor!" The Steel Warrior roared loudly, his Blood Energy bursting out as he swung his broken sword and charged at Ji Xinghuo.
Not every legendary Highlander was blessed by the Red Emperor with the Blood-Drinking Fury Flame.
This Steel Warrior was one such case.
However, his Strength was not much lesser than He Yan’s. If it weren’t for his Steel Body being counteracted, he would have been even more frightening than He Yan in direct combat.
The Steel Warrior grew faster, stomping out a series of ice pits on the frozen surface, his momentum unstoppable.
And Ji Xinghuo still walked forward at his own pace.
In a blink, the Steel Warrior had closed in to just seven or eight steps away, merely one large stride needed for his broken sword to reach Ji Xinghuo.
The Steel Warrior took a big step, his legs bursting with strength.
However, his roar was drowned out by a clap of Thunder, and a thick bolt of Lightning struck down upon him just as he raised his foot, hitting him squarely on the head.
Such a fierce attack instinctively triggered his Steel Body, hardening his form but also causing excruciating pain and numbness.
He also lost his Balance.
Ji Xinghuo grabbed with his left hand, as if an invisible giant hand had gripped the Steel Warrior, pulling him forward. Even though the Steel Warrior painfully withdrew his Steel Body, it was too late. His body violently flew towards the space in front of Ji Xinghuo.
With a swing of the double-edged battle axe.
The head of the Steel Warrior flew off, and a headless corpse fell to the ground.
[Spiritual Origin Ability +1766]
Ji Xinghuo saw the information. Indeed, devotees of the Red Emperor were different; one Steel Warrior was worth three legendary Frozen Lords.
Today’s kills of these five had yielded more than 3800 points of Spiritual Origin Ability altogether.
"With a little more accumulation, it’ll be enough to raise Spiritual Energy to Fourth Level."
He looked at the Spiritual Origin Ability on the interface, as well as the progress of the Spiritual Energy upgrade, feeling quite satisfied. This battle had not been fought in vain.
Moreover, the loot had not been collected yet.
These five surely had valuable possessions on them. Ji Xinghuo was about to start when he remembered there was someone else nearby.
He turned to look at Bai Mang.
This Antelope Man was in luck. During the battle with the alchemist Frozen Lord, there had been no time to kill him, and he had survived. In the meantime, he had managed to break free from the Frozen restraints and had fled to the shore of the lake.
Seeing Ji Xinghuo’s gaze fall upon him, Bai Mang immediately knelt down in fear, worshipping Ji Xinghuo and shouting, "The Lord saved my life and avenged the Cangye Tribe. Bai Mang is willing to serve you as his master for life."
Ji Xinghuo looked at him without responding.
But inwardly, he mused how sometimes fate was truly ironic.
Just a few days ago in the Cangye Tribe, Bai Mang had been full of hostility towards him, seeing him as an enemy; now he wished to serve him as his master, dedicated to repaying his debt.
Not hearing any response from Ji Xinghuo, Bai Mang couldn’t help but raise his head.
His emotions were complex — shocked, overjoyed, yet full of regret. He had thought Ji Xinghuo was merely a Blood Madman with good strength, a peer of his own Rank. He had not expected him to be so powerful. The five who had killed thousands of his tribesmen and the Prophet were all dead by his battle axe in an instant.
Especially the Fifth Rank Steel Warrior, who appeared as helpless as a lamb before him, killed with a single axe strike.
This Highlander was likely a Sixth Rank.
If only he had known earlier, he would have treated him well that day, kept him in the tribe for half a day longer, and prevented the subsequent tragedy.
The Prophet must have received a revelation, which was why he had allowed him to stay in the tribe.
Bai Mang looked up full of anticipation, only to see that Ji Xinghuo hadn’t paid him any attention and was already collecting loot from several corpses.
Ji Xinghuo turned to look at him, his eyes showing a murderous intent, "I have no need for the service of the weak."
Bai Mang was startled, stammering, "Yes, sir."
He had no doubt that if he persisted in calling him "Lord," the other party would kill him. He stood up from the ice, suddenly understanding that the formidable Highlander had not come specifically to rescue him but had targeted those five for the sake of battle and slaughter.
Without permission, he didn’t dare to leave on his own.
Ji Xinghuo quickly finished looting.
The possessions of these five were of considerable value, their Weapon Equipment being the most valuable. The Winged People’s bow and arrows and Longsword, the Evil Spirit’s dagger, the Blood Priest’s giant axe, were all Superpower One Star, easily sold off. The Steel Warrior’s Great Sword was Superpower Two Stars, a pity that it had been broken by him.