「Langhuan Holy Land.」
Ever since their awe-inspiring Holy Master made a show of circling the sky before tearing through space to slay Long Tianji in the human realm, he had not returned. Within the Holy Land, the various families were restless, filled with anxiety and uncertainty.
After all, the Holy Master was a War God! How could he have vanished without a trace?
Could he have lost? Died? Wasn't Long Tianji said to be rely a Heavenly King? What trump cards could he possibly have possessed to reverse the course of the battle? It's too inconceivable!
"Without a leader, this situation can't continue for long!"
"Since the Holy Master has likely perished, shouldn't we elect a new one?"
"Rumor has it that the Holy Master spent years behind the Bronze Gate, receiving teachings from the great entity, which even included secrets to longevity. That was why the Holy Master lived for so long…"
Many of those in high positions could not help but set their sights on the role. Among them, the oldest elder was the most eager. With one foot already in the grave, he could die at any mont. Who wants to die?
If I beco the new Holy Master, surely I won't have to die in the next couple of years? The great entity must help prolong the Holy Master's life…
An undercurrent of strife surged for a ti. Just as the various forces were about to openly begin their battle for the position, a trendous roar suddenly resounded through the sky!
Long Tianji had arrived in a dazzling display!
A spatial rift tore open for hundreds of ters, forming a terrifying, twisted gap. Lin Tang, enveloped in golden light, descended like a god from the heavens!
His voice, grand as a great bell, spread throughout the entire Holy Land.
"Blood Demon, you old turtle, co out and et your death!"
"Who?!"
"Who dares to run wild in our Langhuan Holy Land?"
"This is bad! This person's aura is formidable, and he can fly! He's not soone we can handle!"
"Could he be Long Tianji?!"
All eyes lifted simultaneously, filled with anger, shock, suspicion, and fear… When they heard the man call out for the "Blood Demon," they were all taken aback.
Who is the Blood Demon? The na alone sounds sinister. Could it be the mysterious entity behind our Holy Land's Bronze Gate?
Unlike in Yaochi Heavenly Palace, where everyone knew the na of the Mystic Maiden, the people within Langhuan Holy Land only knew that a great deity resided behind the Bronze Gate. They often worshiped It, yet they were unaware of Its specific na.
Why? Because long ago, the original inhabitants of this dinsion, created by the Blood Ancestor, had been nearly wiped out in a great war. Those now residing here were mainly hidden families that had once wreaked havoc in the human realm before being severely suppressed. If they had known from the start that the deity here was nad the Blood Demon or the Blood Ancestor, would they have dared to move in? Weren't they afraid of being drained of their blood?
In the years that followed, under the Holy Master's covert manipulations, the major families often engaged in internal conflict, resulting in nurous casualties. The bodies and blood of all who died were offered up to the Blood Ancestor. It was just that no one knew.
Lin Tang had no interest in these "livestock" being fard by the Blood Ancestor. Seeing that the Blood Ancestor neither appeared nor spoke, he sneered coldly and swept his Divine Sense across the land.
It was worth ntioning that since his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage, he had also been refining the Spirit Crystals of the Evil God he had once obtained, consuming them one after another like snacks. This caused his Divine Sense to surge once again by a large margin. Although Langhuan Holy Land was vast, it could not withstand the repeated sweeps of his Divine Sense.
Soon, he discovered the Bronze Gate.
"So it's here!"
Lin Tang dove down, heading straight for the core. Most people, seeing his invincible montum, dared not act rashly. Yet there were still a few fools who were eager to offer their loyalty to the Blood Ancestor.
"Stop!"
"You are not allowed to enter our Holy Land's forbidden area… Ah!!"
Lin Tang did not indulge them. With a casual strike, he pulverized them and the surrounding buildings into rubble.
By the ti he teleported before the Bronze Gate, a large swath of houses on the surface had collapsed one after another like dominoes, leaving behind a horrifying scene of utter devastation.
"Our holand… is gone, just like that?"
The survivors were bewildered. Soon, soone shouted encouragingly, "Don't worry! As long as we're alive, our ho can be rebuilt! Don't be fooled by Long Tianji's current invincibility! Once that great entity awakens, he will surely be annihilated!"
"But, it's been many years since we've seen that entity awaken. Is It really still…"
BOOM!
An earth-shattering roar shook the entire dinsion. With several sword strikes, Lin Tang chopped the Bronze Gate into pieces. He discovered the gate's material was incredibly durable, undoubtedly perfect for forging Magic Artifacts. Extrely satisfied, he imdiately collected all the pieces into his Storage Ring in a display of true banditry.
"Long! Tian! Ji! You're looking for death!"
Behind the gate, at the bottom of a steeply descending staircase, the Blood Ancestor awoke within a thick Blood Pool. Cloaked in a red robe, Its hollow features beca visible amidst the churning liquid. It stared intently at Lin Tang, Its voice thick with a bloody stench.
"Heaven has a path you refused to take, and Hell has no gate, yet you barged right in! In the human realm, my strength was greatly reduced, and you defeated . Do you think you can win against here? Dream on!"
"Then let's find out, shall we?" Lin Tang gave a faint smile and flicked the blade of his flying sword lightly with a finger. He then held the sword level and slashed directly at the Blood Ancestor!
Space tore apart once again, destroying the layers of steps. The entire tunnel began to collapse, shattering into fine powder. Seeing that the flying sword, which had "swallowed" the Shura Sword, was now several tis more powerful than before, the Blood Ancestor grew even more furious. In a fit of rage, It poured a great deal of power into Its manifested avatar without reservation. It ford Its hand into a claw and swiped down violently, vowing to smash this little fly, Long Tianji, into a pulp!
As the two sides clashed, the heavens fell and the earth split.
The divine might released by the Blood Ancestor was overwhelming. Any ordinary War God or Martial Saint facing such pressure would involuntarily stiffen. They would be forced to take hits passively, unable to even muster the thought of resistance, let alone raise a fist.
However, Lin Tang's National Fortune was not for show. A golden dragon roared, shielding his body. No matter how mighty the pressure, it felt like a spring breeze against his face, leaving him unaffected.
His Dantian constantly contracted and expanded. Seated within it, the tiny Nascent Soul continuously ford hand seals, casting corresponding spells. His ridians were like great rivers, and his True Qi surged like a roaring torrent out of his body! His martial aura floated above his head, evolving into different shapes and forms to match his changing martial arts techniques.
PING! PANG! CRACKLE! SIZZLE!
The continuously exploding spatial rifts intertwined like balls of yarn and ultimately collapsed inward, forming sothing akin to a black hole. A powerful suction began to pull in everything nearby. The more it swallowed, the wider it grew.
In the blink of an eye, the dinsion of Langhuan Holy Land had a new opening, like a hole in a sack. Bricks, tal, dust, and air… everything was funneled through this opening.
"No!!"
Once the opening grew to hundreds of ters in size, even so people who had already run far away could not resist the suction. With feet leaving the ground and hands flailing, they were pulled toward the gap and obliterated, leaving not even bones behind.
More and more people were sucked in. The terrified survivors scread and continued to scatter.
"Quick, the teleportation disk! Give the teleportation disk! I have to leave this dinsion now!"
"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
"The teleportation disk is mine! Who dares fight for it?"
"Kill!"
On the brink of life and death, all previous relationships mattered no more. At this mont, everyone was an enemy, fighting fiercely and killing one another over the teleportation disks.
"Damn it!"
The Blood Ancestor's avatar wanted nothing more than to seal the spatial rift, but Lin Tang hindered It at every turn. For a while, It could only watch helplessly as the gap grew larger and larger. It beca completely frantic. If the opening grew large enough to destroy the entire dinsion, It would surely die!
"Long Tianji, you forced my hand! Once my true form fully awakens, not only will I grind you to dust, but I will first drain the blood of every last mortal in the human realm!"
It let out a furious roar as Its body flattened and spread out like a vast, crimson carpet. It enveloped Lin Tang completely. The two were tangled together, rolling violently from one side to the other and back again.
Lin Tang was also suffering terribly. His blood spurted uncontrollably from his body, causing his muscles to atrophy and his bones to desiccate until he was no longer recognizable as human. His eyes went blind as his eyeballs shattered into dust. When he bared his teeth, they fell out one by one, dropping down his throat only to tumble out from the cracks between his ribs.
Jiang Mulu was speechless. Brother Lin, you must hold on!
Anyone else would have died long ago. But Lin Tang was still full of vigor, his entire being radiating an indomitable will.
Gradually, slowly, in this desperate battle on the razor's edge of life and death, he was able to truly assimilate the various new Cultivation Techniques he had read over the past few days in the Mystic Maiden's hidden library, building upon his existing foundation. They beca both the fuel and tinder for his progress, sparking a torrent of new inspiration.
I think I have a clue for the new Cultivation Technique I need to create! Indeed, combat is the best and fastest way to improve! Without fighting, without taking risks, if I just followed a routine and pondered things myself, who knows how long it would take to achieve anything… I need more intense battles! Co on, let the storm rage even more fiercely!
Lin Tang seed to have gone completely mad. He cast aside everything else. He ignored the Blood Ancestor's threats and the impending awakening of Its true form. He sought only one thing: to fight and to destroy!
SSSLA!
In an instant, he unleashed countless sword strikes, all focused on the exact sa point. A force of extre sharpness and concentration, like the primal power at the dawn of creation, erupted thunderously. It tore the Blood Ancestor's crimson-carpet-like avatar into a multitude of blood chunks.
"Ah!!"
The Blood Ancestor's avatar scread in agony. It shot off in one direction, attempting to create distance to give Itself ti to reform. But Lin Tang leaped out and refused It the opportunity. Without pause, he continued his relentless assault, beating the dog while it was down.
He hacked and he chopped. Every ti he struck a chunk of blood, it would disperse. The essence energy contained within was greedily devoured by the malevolent flying sword, which gulped it down like a ravenous beast. The flying sword buzzed, growing ever more exuberant.
"Damn you, you insignificant ant! You vile maggot! I will obliterate you, even if it's the last thing I do!"
The Blood Ancestor was on the verge of bursting with fury. It stopped fleeing. Gathering itself together, It decisively self-destructed!
The entire space between heaven and earth turned into a sea of blood…
Countless people died in the cataclysmic explosion.
Lin Tang's figure, too, disappeared…
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