The reason why the Holy King was not happy was naturally because he failed to kill Chen Lei this time.
Even with the power gained from the holy sacrifice, Chen Lei could not be killed. The Holy King no longer knew what other methods could be used to destroy Chen Lei.
The holy sacrifice can only be performed once every hundred years. This time, even with the power gained from the holy sacrifice, it was not enough to kill Chen Lei. It is impossible to perform the holy sacrifice again.
Without the power gained from the holy sacrifice, it would be nothing but a pipe dream to want to be an enemy of Chen Lei.
But Chen Lei is different. He gained his strength through his own hard work. As long as his injuries recover, he will be able to exert his powerful power like a demon or god again.
The Holy King knew that as soon as Chen Lei recovered from his injuries, that would be the time of his death.
This was what made the Holy King most difficult. Now, even if he wanted to surrender to Chen Lei, Chen Lei would probably not give him this opportunity. After all, he had threatened Chen Lei with Chen Lei's women and relatives and friends, and had completely offended Chen Lei.
"I need to think about whether there is any other way to stop Chen Lei."
The Holy King began to ponder, trying to find a way to deal with Chen Lei from the Holy Clan. Unfortunately, the Holy King thought about all the cards the Holy Clan now had, but he was not sure enough to fight against Chen Lei.
As for the Spirit King of the Spirit Clan, he was also extremely troubled at this time. He did not expect that Chen Lei could actually compete with the Holy King who obtained the power of the Holy Sacrifice, and ended up in a draw. Although both sides were injured, it was not a difficult thing for Chen Lei to recover.
In this situation, the Spirit Emperor was at a loss as to what to do and looked worried.
Now, even if the spirits want to surrender, it is impossible. There is no such opportunity at all. Besides, the Spirit Emperor is so proud that he will never surrender to Chen Lei even if he dies.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed. During this period of time, everything was calm. However, all races in the entire Central Continent knew that this was just the calm before the storm.
The previous battle between Chen Lei and the Holy King also spread throughout the entire continent. All the strong people knew that Chen Lei was just recuperating from his injuries at this time. Once his injuries recovered, he would definitely launch a thundering attack.
Therefore, the eyes of all the strong men were focused on the areas where the Holy Clan and the Spirit Clan were located, waiting for Chen Lei to make an attack.
During this period of time, Chen Lei was indeed recuperating from his injuries, and now he has fully recovered.
After recovering from his injuries, just as the outside world expected, Chen Lei began to command the army and once again marched towards the ancestral land of the Holy Clan.
When the Holy King of the Holy Clan received the news that the army of the Central Tang Dynasty was heading towards his clan, his hair turned white with worry almost overnight. The past month or so has been almost a torment for the Holy King. He has tried all kinds of ways and means during this period, but he has not been able to think of an effective way to fight against Chen Lei.
"Could it be that my holy clan is really going to perish?" The Holy King sighed to the sky, an aura of loneliness emanating from his body.
“Boom boom boom!”
The war drums were beating as Chen Lei led the army of the Holy Dynasty of the Central Tang Dynasty to attack. The army was so dense that it appeared in front of the ancestral land of the Holy Clan.
The Holy King led the powerful men of the Holy Clan and appeared in front of the army of the Middle Tang Holy Dynasty.