"Originally, I wanted to wait until Destiny had taken shape before eting with you Saint Heirs," Blood Zeyuan said with a light chuckle.
"But now I might as well try it out; your fa has long reached my ears."
"So much nonsense," Xu Zii shook her head slightly.
This Blood Zeyuan wasn’t even a match for Xiang Kunlun, being in only the early stages of Divine Vein.
Presumably, once Destiny ford, with the support of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, he could also reach the peak of Divine Vein and fight for Destiny.
Xu Zii waved her hand mightily, and a gigantic hand condensed from the overwhelming Spiritual Energy charged straight towards Blood Zeyuan.
Blood Zeyuan’s expression beca slightly concentrated as he slowly raised the Wolf Fang Club in his hand.
The club emitted a heaven-reaching blood light.
The blood light shone all around, colliding with Xu Zii’s great hand.
Within just monts, the bloody luminescence was suppressed, and the large hand continued to descend.
Blood Zeyuan was slightly surprised and quickly stepped aside to dodge.
He looked at Xu Zii with a certain seriousness, swinging the Wolf Fang Club again.
At that mont, streaks of blood lines started to appear around the Wolf Fang Club.
These blood lines were immaterial and intangible, existing as if they were nothingness.
They surrounded from all directions, entwining Xu Zii completely.
"Blood Rod’s Verdict," Blood Zeyuan bellowed angrily.
With boundless might, the spines on the club began to grow violently.
Heavily, he struck down towards Xu Zii.
And at the sa ti, the red line wrapped around Xu Zii’s body erupted instantly.
The blood lines, like a maze, drew Xu Zii’s sight into a scarlet hell.
"A dual attack on Divine Soul and body?" Xu Zii chuckled lightly.
This thod of attack was still rare, or rather, very scarce.
Thunderbolts flickered in her eyes.
The Heavenly Punishnt Divine Pupil suddenly opened, with thunderbolts entwining within.
Thunder burst forth, tearing apart the bloody hell before her, and Xu Zii opened her eyes to see the vigorously charged Wolf Fang Club already close at hand.
She slowly raised her right hand and effortlessly grasped the club.
No matter how hard Blood Zeyuan tried, it was futile.
Xu Zii tightened her hands slightly, and with a "bang," the Wolf Fang Club, made from who knows what material, turned to dust and scattered away.
Xu Zii’s left palm had also hit Blood Zeyuan’s abdon.
With a "boom," a cloud of blood mist dispersed, and Blood Zeyuan’s body was heavily flung away.
...
The heavy rain completely inundated Blood Zeyuan’s body lying on the ground.
Xu Zii looked on with a calm gaze, sensing that the other party hadn’t died since his True Fate had yet to erge.
The next mont, under the veil of the torrential rain, a red stream of air slowly floated out from Blood Zeyuan’s body.
This crimson airflow spread out, becoming more powerful and majestic.
It then condensed into the shape of a blood-colored skull.
The skull opened its wide mouth, and countless streams of black air flew out from its mouth and nostrils.
The black air congealed into one ferocious face after another.
These faces were of all kinds: old n, children, won....
They were all people whom Blood Zeyuan had previously killed.
Crowded and countless, with more and more black air, there were probably tens of millions of them.
Laughter suddenly arose from within the pouring rain.
Following that, Blood Zeyuan was seen struggling to stand up from the mud.
He was covered in blood, and due to Xu Zii’s palm strike, his abdon was severely caved in.
But still, he staggered to his feet, laughing wildly.
Blood seed to pour out of his mouth recklessly.
His entire body was drenched in blood, as if he was a man made of blood.
"Exhilarating, truly exhilarating," Xue Zeyuan laughed loudly.
As the blood fog grew denser around him, his aura grew stronger and stronger.
"It has been a long ti since I’ve felt pain," he laughed sinisterly.
The blood qi enveloped the entire courtyard, and it seed as if the City Lord Mansion itself was about to be shrouded in it.
That blood-colored skull must be his True Fate.
The skull hovered in midair, with countless wronged souls entwined fiercely around it.
"I’ve heard that the cultivation thods of the Blood Nether Holy Sect harm destiny and heaven, but I didn’t expect them to be so cruel," Xu Zii shook his head slightly.
"The souls of those who have already died are still detained, unwilling to let go."
"Winners king, losers bandit; the weak are rely fish on the chopping block," Xue Zeyuan laughed loudly.
"What? Are you afraid?
Don’t worry, you’ll soon beco one of them."
"Do you really think you can win?" Zimo chuckled lightly.
"Reversed Yin Ghost Technique," Xue Zeyuan bellowed angrily.
The countless lingering souls started to devour and fight with each other, and in the blink of an eye, only the last soul remained.
This lingering soul was the most essence-filled one, having swallowed the other souls, it beca the strongest one.
Imdiately afterward, the skull floating above Xue Zeyuan’s head opened its mouth wide, directly devouring this last lingering soul.
At the mont it was devoured, the skull’s aura surged trendously.
Blood fog slowly rose around, enveloping the entire City Lord Mansion.
From within the blood fog, began to emanate a series of spine-chilling screams.
One, two, three, countless decaying corpses walked out from the blood fog.
So of the City Lord’s servants didn’t notice in ti and were torn in half by these walking dead.
Zimo frowned slightly and slashed down with his blade, shattering those walking corpses with blade energy and sword light.
But they seed to possess undying bodies, and even if only a head remained, they could still autonomously move and attack.
As more and more walking corpses appeared, they seed endless, impossible to kill off completely.
"What do we do, Saint Heir," Feng Tianhe said anxiously on the side.
"We’re lost inside, and if this goes on, I’m afraid the entire mansion will be destroyed."
Zimo looked up slightly; the place didn’t seem like a Formation, but it appeared to follow so pattern.
"Just exhaust yourselves to death in my Endless Blood Prison," a loud laugh ca from the mist.
The laughter spread everywhere, making it impossible to discern its source.
"This is quite interesting," Zimo shook his head slightly.
He closed his eyes, letting his Divine Soul stretch out.
However, the images his Divine Soul sent back were all blood red, as if endless and boundless.
"No matter what this is, in front of absolute power, it’s all futile," Zimo shook his head.
He slowly drew out Tyrant Shadow, with vast amounts of Blade Qi hovering in midair.
Behind him, an ancient Cang Dragon coiled, representing the seventh transformation of the War God’s Nine Transformations.
The Cang Dragon then began to change, behind him a void.
A path paved with green stones, carrying a transcendent, out-of-this-world aura.
"Azure Cloud Eighth Transformation," as Zimo brought Tyrant Shadow down in a sweeping slash.
The Way of Inquiry’s Bury the Heavens also manifested.
A might that pierced the heavens erupted, destroying the entire Hengyu.
The blood-colored fog was forcefully torn apart, and spatial turbulence crisscrossed everywhere.
The shadow of the skull appeared within.
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