Blood Stains the Western Territory

The entire Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain was shrouded in magical energy, causing the earth to shake, the blood mist to tremble, and scriptures to radiate in all directions.

The rapidly moving golden light shimmered like stars. The nearest states all felt the power of the Zen Sea Observing Mist, and countless beings knelt down, paying homage to the Immortal Plain.

The Departed Spirit Army no longer possessed its initial imposing presence.

Some of the Ghost Marquis/Lord sensed something was wrong. Looking into the distance, they saw that the Ghost King they had always served, whose combat power was comparable to that of humans, had been blasted apart by an unknown being with a single palm strike.

Those powerful figures from the Demon Kingdom who presided over the Blood Sacrifice Altar were very sensitive to danger. Upon seeing Qingluan's half-corpse fall off the cliff, they immediately ordered their belongings to be packed and ready to evacuate at any time.

Those who can cultivate to the Dao Seed Realm and the Longevity Realm all possess extraordinary insight and have their own judgment on the situation.

Almost all of them possess powerful protective treasures and escape techniques honed over thousands of years.

But it's impossible to stop it or escape it.

Zen Sea Observing Mist, who was using the physical Immortal Technique, possessed power and speed that had surpassed their comprehension.

"If she could maintain this state, she would have used this move long ago. I don't believe there is an invincible enemy under the Martial Path Son of Heaven Arts."

Kirin Zhuang spoke in a deep voice, thus stabilizing the morale of the army, and then looked at the Demon Country Crown Prince.

A resolute light shone in both of their eyes. The indomitable will accumulated over thousands of years of cultivation quickly suppressed their fear and restored their fierce fighting spirit.

"War!"

The Demon Country Crown Prince possessed a powerful physique, an upright posture, and a vitality far surpassing others; his neck even grew back.

His upper body was tattered and torn, and the blood flowing from his wounds burned into inky black flames. The surrounding sky also turned black.

The space around his ancestral field trembled violently, tearing the flesh in his abdomen as a result.

"Apocalypse..."

The Demon Country Crown Prince spread his arms wide and roared to the sky.

From the ancestral field, a long river of scriptures and Qi Sea surged forth, enveloping the body and forming layers of protective barriers.

The mere aftershocks leveled the ground beneath his feet, mile by mile. The distant Lingxiao City was continuously eroded by the inky black magical energy.

The Third Palace Master controlled the Ghost Flag and flew towards the South City of Lingxiao City.

The towering figure of the Mo Ye Ghost God, shrouded in Ghost Qi mist, stood on the edge of the ruined city, spewing out the Duling Cold Fire from its mouth to block the destructive aura released by the Demon Country Crown Prince.

At this moment, the people in Lingxiao City have not yet been completely evacuated.

The fourth immortal gate, "Heavenly Revelation," is the most powerful. The Demon Country Crown Prince is not yet able to fully control it and will need to spend time and pay a price before he can unleash it.

Would Zen Sea Observing Mist give him that chance?

She immediately fell from mid-air and swung her sword in a straight strike.

The Second Palace Master and Lord Lan intercepted them from the left and right, trying to buy time for the Demon Country Crown Prince.

The orchid pattern between Lord Lan's eyebrows flickered, and the Emperor's Scripture appeared on his skin. His corpse erupted with the remnants of the Emperor's power. Every hair was flying out lightning, and every glance could cleave through the void, reaching its strongest state.

"Boom!"

The Void Sword shattered the light shield erected by the Yellow Mud Lamp, annihilating all the shadows and lights of the sea of corpses.

Zen Sea Observing Mist landed, and the three of them engaged in a fierce battle.

The Second Palace Master was incredibly fast, her body transforming into lightning to assist Lord Lan, hovering at the edge of the battle. She had cultivated the <Nine Heavens Secret Treasury>, possessing extremely high mastery of lightning techniques.

Lord Lan's combat prowess was formidable; in a short time, he managed to withstand the attack from Zen Sea Observing Mist.

"Bang!"

The two swords in the Second Palace Master's hands were cleaved into two broken swords by Zen Sea Observing Mist, a deep blood line appeared on his chest, and the five Qi Sea in his body exploded, causing his magical energy to fall into chaos.

She was sent flying dozens of miles away, blood gushing from her mouth like a spring.

Looking at the two broken swords in her hands, the Second Palace Master could no longer muster any will to resist. Her arms went limp, and the broken swords fell to the ground. She had always been strong-willed, unwilling to admit defeat, and always wanted to compete with anyone.

They sensed that they were being locked onto by Zen Sea Observing Mist's gaze.

How could she not understand that her death was imminent?

Escape? There's no way you can escape.

The Second Palace Master, of course, did not want to die. So, just as she had done every time she made a mistake in her youth, she knelt down, tears streaming down her face. "Master... I was wrong... This disciple knows she was wrong..."

She wanted to awaken the emotions in Zen Sea Observing Mist's heart, for only the emotions of the past could serve as the best mirror to protect the heart.

The golden figure of Zen Sea Observing Mist appeared before her, piercing her Glabella Spiritual Realm with a finger and then smashing through her ancestral field with a palm strike.

"Bang!"

The Second Palace Master's protective treasures were no match for them.

Zutian shattered, her entire abdomen exploded, and her body was almost torn to pieces from the waist and abdomen.

Two Other Shore Heavenly Pill appeared in the golden palm of the Zen Sea Observing Mist.

The Second Palace Master, as if all her strength had been drained, collapsed to her knees, her face deathly pale. Her voice, hoarse and trembling from the ruptured lungs, cried out, "Master! I offer you my Other Shore Heavenly Pill. I Zhen Xin repent. From now on, I only wish to shave my head and become a nun, to cultivate Buddhism in seclusion... cough cough... to atone for my sins..."

Zen Sea Observing Mist crushed the two Other Shore Heavenly Pills in front of her, turning them into Dharma energy, mist, and endless scriptures, which dissipated in the wind.

The Second Palace Master raised her head, incredulous. "No... how could you...?"

The fruits of thousands of years of cultivation were destroyed right before her eyes.

The thing she cherished most, the profound achievement she valued more than her own life, was actually crushed into dust by Zen Sea Observing Mist. The psychological impact was too intense, completely beyond her comprehension, negating her entire past life.

"Let me teach you one last lesson: cultivation is not just about increasing your skill and strength. If you cultivate only for strength, anyone will become unscrupulous and fall into the abyss of greed."

Zen Sea Observing Mist does not wish to set a bad example for the <Kongming Jue> lineage.

If she seizes the cultivation core today, her future disciples and grand-disciples can use any fabricated, high-sounding reason to convince themselves to seize the cultivation of their master or disciple.

Zen Sea Observing Mist has its own path; one must cultivate one's own Other Shore Heavenly Pill.

"Today I will cripple your cultivation and take half your life. The remaining half will be left to your senior sister. From now on, you will live in constant fear. When she steps out of the Six Thoughts Mind Curse, her willpower will be enhanced like never before, and she will be within reach of becoming Martial Path Son of Heaven. From now on, the difference between you will be like heaven and earth."

Zen Sea Observing Mist has absolute confidence in Yu Yaozi; Xianmin is a hurdle that she must overcome on her own.

Sow the seeds, reap the fruits.

Only by eliminating the cause can one obtain the effect.

"Bang!"

Zen Sea Observing Mist unleashed the Void Sword, sending the Second Palace Master flying over two hundred miles, his body exploding with a cloud of blood mist.

Then he turned away, not looking back once more.

She strode forward, unleashing the Nether River Sword Qi, attacking the Demon Country Crown Prince had released the Heavenly Revelation Immortal Gate, and Lord Lan held the Yellow Mud Lamp.

"The emperor awakens his spirit, the dragon's blood ignites it."

"Aww!"

Kirin Zhuang transformed into his true form as a Qilin, and the imperial dragon blood and dragon soul he inherited from the flying dragon within him ignited, causing his scales to release a blue radiance.

His aura continued to rise, already displaying the Son of Heaven's Might.

"Master, receive the Hundred Prisons Wind Chime."

The Third Palace Master, holding the Ghost Flag, landed on the head of the Mo Ye Ghost God and struck out the Hundred Prisons Wind Chime.

The ringing of the bell caused the surrounding space to tremble and distort.

Nourished by the Heaven Law Earth Spring of Lingxiao City, the supreme scriptures within the Hundred Prisons Wind Chime fully revived, releasing supreme power that clashed with the four immortal gates, the Yellow Mud Lamp, and the Night Emperor Silver Moon.

The Mountain Lord Huìhuò, and the Purple Luan dared not approach the battlefield, but instead lingered on its edge, using their Daoist arts to launch surprise attacks.

Before long, the Third Palace Master and Tang Shituo joined the battle, respectively activating the Supreme Magic Tool "Lei Ji Zhuo" and "Immortal Slaying Sword".

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Vast sections of Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain collapsed.

After the commotion subsided, Xia Jin and Master Urn ascended to the summit of Immortal Plains.

The once bustling and vibrant Lingxiao City was mostly destroyed, with thick smoke and flames rising from the ruins. The area south of the Immortal Plain had collapsed hundreds of feet, becoming low-lying and riddled with cracks.

Throughout history, the Lingxiao Shengjing has witnessed numerous changes of regime.

This Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain had suffered a calamity, but never before had it been so devastating, with the landscape altered beyond recognition. Even the clash Martial Path Son of Heaven hadn't resulted in such a devastating event.

The material structure of Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain far surpasses that of the Twenty-Eight Prefectures within the realm of life.

The thunderous roar of the transcendent battle and the powerful fluctuations of the Supreme Magic Tool had already left the Immortal Plains and appeared in the Western Territory lands thousands of miles away.

"Kirin Zhuang and his group deliberately lured the war to the west." Xia Jin's expression was deep and solemn.

The two proceeded cautiously and, two thousand miles from Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain, discovered Purple Luan's corpse.

Purple Luan's head disappeared, and her body was crushed by the Spatial Power of the Hundred Prisons Wind Chime, leaving her bones shattered like a lump of purplish-red blood and mud.

Its corpse was a priceless treasure, but Xia Jin dared not take it.

This is both the spoils of war of the Mist Son of Heaven and the daughter of the Flying Phoenix.

From the horizon came the unwilling roar of the first demon king of the Lingxiao Shengjing, "Mountain Lord Huìhuò." All the beasts of the Western Territory prostrated themselves, and the sky turned red.

When Xia Jin and Master Urn arrived, a golden tiger corpse the size of a mountain appeared on the Western Territory land.

The blood flowing from the tiger's corpse gathered into a lake, turning the surrounding hundreds of miles into a dead zone. The transcendent power made this place a forbidden zone; any martial artist below the Dao Seed Realm who approached would have their soul obliterated by the lingering resentment of the filthy spirits.

Master Urn jumped into the blood lake for a bath, absorbing a large amount of transcendent blood essence before continuing his journey.

Along the way, one could constantly see the remains of transcendent beings and fragments of magical artifacts. Where the battlefield had moved, mountains were shattered, rivers dried up, and the landscape drastically changed.

The blood of the Qilin, the demonic blood of the Demon Country Crown Prince, was splattered across the battlefield, clearly indicating that he had suffered serious injuries.

After passing through the Shenming Pass, the two arrived at a vast, burning plain where a long battle had taken place, turning hundreds of miles into a fiery zone.

Lord Lan's Yellow Mud Lamp fell here, creating a canyon over ninety miles long.

The flames therefore burn eternally in the surrounding area.

Even if Dao Seed Realm Martial Cultivator gets close, they will be burned to ashes.

At the bottom of the canyon, Xia Jin found Lord Lan's mangled remains. His soul had been scattered, and a third of his body had been destroyed, leaving it riddled with holes.

She felt conflicted and overwhelmed with emotion.

Lord Lan possessed the corpse of the Martial Path Son of Heaven, dominating the Southeast Nether Realm for thousands of years. He was an extremely ancient being in Southern Yingzhou. Who could have imagined that he would die today?

One after another, supreme beings with resounding names fell like rain.

Who in the world wouldn't be terrified?

The higher one's cultivation level, the greater the fear.