Blood-colored light surged as scarlet waves swept across the sky. The stench of blood and the aura of war and slaughter grew denser, and Lin Xuan felt the power of that blood-red will to erode his mind and consciousness intensify.
The Three Pure Yang Defenses circulated, the Taiyuan Immortal Tree swayed, and the augmentation of ruling over all laws made the Pure Yang Divine Fire shrouding his mind and consciousness blaze even more fiercely. Only then did it block the power of Blood Refinement.
Lin Xuan frowned and looked up at the heavens.
There, above the originally gray and murky sky of the Fighting God Gobi, the Blood Battle Dead Sea that Ling Pianran had blasted apart reappeared.
Naturally, it could not compare to before. This time, it was merely a somewhat illusory stretch of heaven and earth.
Clearly, Ling Pianran's earlier power had severely damaged the rules of the Ancient Dou Shen Tu. After spending so long on repairs, Aelian's lingering will had only restored a portion of them and had not fully brought out its proper might.
What changes will there be?
Lin Xuan murmured inwardly. In truth, he already had some guesses.
"Today, I will surely refine you with blood and turn you into a Fighting God."
At that moment, Aelian's voice rang out once more. The earlier shock had completely vanished, replaced by overwhelming confidence.
Aelian's voice also sounded outside.
"Members of the superior clans at the Early Nirvana Stage, enter and blow him apart. Remember to leave a trace in the Yellow Springs; there is no need to obliterate him."
The living beings at the battle line were all stunned, then their expressions turned strange.
In an instant, most of them understood. Aelian must have repaired part of the rules, allowing Nirvana Stage cultivators to