Chapter 6493 Wilde vs. Ku Jian
This giant was a man over six meters tall, his arms thicker than an ordinary person’s waist. Dressed in beast hide with a massive club slung across his back, he exuded raw, explosive power.
The instant he appeared, his Blood Qi surged like a raging beast. Despite his savage aura, his face was simple and honest, almost childlike in its innocence.
Ignoring Ku Qian’s law domain entirely, this giant grabbed Ku Qian by the throat and dragged him back.
“AH!” Ku Qian screamed in terror.
Then, people saw a scene they would never forget in their lifetime—the simple-looking giant chomped down on Ku Qian’s head.
A bloody groove was gnawed into Ku Qian’s skull, and his mournful scream froze the hearts of all who heard it.
What kind of monster was this?
Then, the simple-looking giant spat out a mouthful of blood and flesh, frowning in confusion.
“Ugh, disgusting. When did I eat this flavor before?”
“Die!” Ku Qian roared.
A sword appeared in his hand, and he swung it behind him. At such close range, anyone sane would dodge.
But this man didn’t move. He was too busy trying to recall where he’d tasted that flavor before.
“Wilde, careful!” Meng Qi, Tang Wan-er, and the others cried out in alarm.
The giant was none other than the simple-minded Wilde.
None of them had expected him to appear at this critical moment. Yet after all this time, it seemed he had grown even more foolish. He didn’t even think to dodge.
“Big Sister Meng Qi!” Wilde turned, beaming when he saw them.
That reaction nearly made Meng Qi and the others faint. Wilde not only failed to dodge—he even turned his head toward them, exposing his neck to his opponent.
They could only watch as Ku Qian’s sword slashed onto Wilde’s neck.
BOOM!
Ku Qian’s full-power slash landed squarely on Wilde’s neck. But instead of cutting through flesh, the blow rebounded as if striking solid steel. The backlash tore Ku Qian’s hand open, sending his sword flying.
“Aiya, you bad-tasting bug, that hurt!”
Only then did Wilde react. He rubbed his neck, which bore nothing more than a red mark, and then swatted Ku Qian like an insect.
Ku Qian was sent flying, crashing into the ground and leaving a deep hole in it. A wave of dust exploded into the sky.
Everyone on the battlefield paused in shock, staring at Wilde in terror. The red mark on his neck made their scalps tingle.
A half-step Sovereign Lord’s full-powered strike, backed by a divine weapon, had only left a red mark? There was not even a drop of blood. What kind of body was this?
Meng Qi and the others were stunned and delighted. Before they could speak, Wilde charged at the other top devil expert, Ku Jian.
He roared, “I remember! You devils—so many of you attacked me that day! I bit every single one of you, but I didn’t get to eat a single one! You smelly bugs, how dare you bully my big sisters?! Today, I’m not eating you—I’m killing you!”
His outburst left everyone dumbstruck. They glanced at the grooves on the two brothers’ heads and suddenly realized where those scars had come from.
“Big Sisters, leave this fellow to me!”
Wilde charged out like a bull, his massive hands reaching for Ku Jian, like a farmer trying to catch a chicken. There was no technique, no divine ability—just brute force. However, under Wilde’s shocking Blood Qi domain, Ku Jian was firmly locked down.
Even those nearby felt the suffocating spatial pressure. The air itself seemed to freeze, forcing Meng Qi and the others to retreat.
“You damn barbarian! Do you think you can bully me like before?! Die!”
Ku Jian’s eyes turned scarlet, and his killing intent overflowed.
He would never forget that day. His Heaven Wing Blood Devil clan had been cultivating under ancestral blessings when Wilde suddenly barged in. His Blood Qi formed an overwhelming domain that left them helpless.
He could still remember Wilde drooling as he charged at them, tearing off their horns with his bare hands before biting their heads.
Most humiliating of all, Wilde would take a bite, curse them for tasting disgusting, and move on to the next victim.
They were powerless before his Blood Qi domain, unable even to flee. After taking a bite of each of them, Wilde grimaced in disgust like they were a bunch of rotten apples. Then, he tossed them aside like garbage and ran off.
Every time the Heaven Wing Blood Devils thought back to that scene, they almost died of humiliation.
The worst thing of all was that the wounds he left behind never healed. A strange power lingered in them, forcing the Heaven Wing Blood Devils to live with those disfiguring grooves to this day.
That was why Ku Jian and the others had hidden their faces before—they didn’t want anyone to see those shameful scars.
Now, Wilde had returned. But Ku Jian was far stronger than he had been back then. His essence rune ignited, and his body swelled until he matched Wilde’s size.
“You humiliated my Heaven Wing Blood Devil race with your barbarian brute strength,” Ku Jian roared, “but today I’ll repay that humiliation a hundredfold!”
Even though Ku Jian knew just how terrifying Wilde’s physical body was, he chose to meet him head-on. That was because the Heaven Wing Blood Devils prided themselves on the power of their blood, and their physical strength was their foundation.
He had to defeat Wilde in the very thing that once disgraced him. Only then could he erase his fear and avoid giving birth to a heart-devil.
“Die!” Ku Jian roared.
His wings quivered, and divine runes gathered on top of his fist. An ear-piercing explosion shook the battlefield.
BOOM!
Wilde met his fist head-on. The impact drained all color from the world.
Then, blood-colored qi waves exploded like a sun and rippled in the sky. Everyone on the battlefield felt their heart seize, and they almost spat out blood.
A sharp crack echoed through the battlefield—not loud, but piercingly clear amid the chaos.
Everyone turned just in time to see Ku Jian’s arm hanging limp as his body flew backward.