New Chapter: Holy Blood Flowing Beyond the World

"I have detected it," Dao Control Banner replied. After ascending this magnificent mountain, it sensed the residual rules left by a certain treasure in the void rift.

"I also sensed something. Is it still there?" Wang Xuan's expression was extremely solemn. More than a hundred years had passed since the great battle. This place had the ability to repair itself, but it still left a mark, which showed how tragic the battle was.

"We haven't found its true form; it's either dead or escaped," the Dao Control Banner transmitted telepathically. To it, even contraband items were considered special life forms.

"I hope it's dead," Wang Xuan said.

At this moment, the Giant Mountain, tens of thousands of feet high, was relatively calm, as he had come up from the other side of the mountain.

Otherwise, that area was previously teeming with Living Corpse, a diverse array of species, all monsters at the True Immortal level or higher, who swarmed down the mountain.

"It's a bit risky. It's incredibly resilient. Historically, when it encounters Calamity of Slaughter, it always kills its owner but survives unscathed," the Dao Control Banner calmly explained.

Wang Xuan was speechless. He had personally witnessed and even experienced the entanglement with that ominous contraband item, and the cause and effect were immense.

The Ascension Banner had been gone for a long time, but it left a deep impression on him.

Leaving aside the historical victims, even among the recent owners, none of them had a good ending, such as Heng Jun, Qi Tian, and Shang Yi.

Even Wang Xuan himself, after his Qi Tian battle with Qi Tian, who was possessed by the Great Demon Spirit, briefly took it as a trophy before his own body exploded.

In that battle, his Inner Scenery Realm was destroyed, and his physical body was torn into four or five pieces. It was a terrible tragedy, and the Sword Immortal was almost wiped out as well.

Of course, Shang Yi didn't fare well either. After regaining control of the Ascension Banner, he was hunted down by several old monsters guarding the bonfire of Supernatural Civilization, and was killed to the point of exploding. The Inner Scenery Realm of the Sword Madman was also destroyed.

The appearance of the Ascension Banner here was indeed beyond Wang Xuan's expectations. Shang Yi's luck was truly extraordinary; he was walking the path of the Highest Mental World.

Many extraordinary people died there, leaving behind the true bones of the Dao-imperialized.

Whether one can cross that boundless sea of chaotic lightning depends on luck, not pure strength.

There is a very small chance that one can avoid the immeasurable Calamity of Slaughter in the sea of lightning and travel through it along a relatively safe path, risking death at every turn.

Wang Xuan pondered, since Shang Yi was able to come here, was there anyone else in that distant history who had succeeded?

But Shang Yi was also unfortunate. He had just come from beyond the heavens and entered this terrible battlefield. It was unknown whether the Ascension Banner followed the "fine old tradition" and fiercely killed him.

"If I encounter the Ascension Banner again, I don't even need to make contact. I can just cripple it, dismantle it into precious materials, and melt it into the First Killing Array Diagram." One tragic incident after another has given Wang Xuan a psychological shadow over it.

The mountain was quiet, and the Living Corpse, led by two "Super Peerless" level monsters, all rushed into the thick fog.

Wang Xuan carefully explored the spatial rift but found no rule imprints left by the Nurturing Life Furnace, the Sky-Veiling Bracelet, or the Divine Palace.

This made him look surprised, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Could it be that the old friend he met across the sea had never appeared here?

"Have I entered the mural?" He couldn't help but stare at that spot, and in an instant, he felt his soul about to leave his body!

This terrible symptom was almost irreversible; his body immediately became blurred and misty, as if it were about to float away and become a figure in a painting.

The killing formation diagram flowed with chaotic energy, imprisoning his body, since it was draped over his body after all.

At the same time, the Dao Control Banner in his hand fluttered loudly, its surface expanding rapidly, blotting out the sky and blocking out the magnificent Golden Sacred Temple —that place was too terrifying.

Even with the enhancement of two Imperial Dao Level, Wang Xuan's body was fading away, about to be compressed into a picture and appear in the mural!

The magnificent temple stands in the void, with divine light shining through the gaps in the tiles, and the stories depicted on the walls seem to be unfolding in reality.

The magnificent building appears sacred to the extreme, with golden light Shine Upon everything, yet it also distorts time and space, truly altering the present world.

It is extremely unfriendly to those who view it, transforming all things in the universe and all living beings into a scene in the mottled mural, which is incredibly terrifying.

"Without them... let's go!" Wang Xuan shouted, but he didn't find any old friends. He wasn't Super Peerless, but he had stayed in this place longer than the five people, and he had completely turned into mist.

The First Killing Array Diagram erupted, sweeping out a Light of Killing Dao that struck the Golden Sacred Temple wall. The wall trembled slightly, and countless strands of runic light burst forth, making it even more terrifying.

This was more dazzling than the bright sun shining directly in front of you, making even towering mountains appear insignificant, and the golden light radiating from it melted away everything.

"You've got some nerve, trying to swallow me whole?" The Dao Control Banner sent out a wave of consciousness, telling Wang Xuan that it was going to rush over and give it a shot.

"Let's hurry up and leave. There are no old friends here, so there's no need for us to expose ourselves and fight," Wang Xuan said, and he disappeared very quickly.

"If I don't rush over, you can't leave. It's locked onto us. This thing can actually hold contraband, it's ridiculously strong."

The main problem is that they spent too much time "facing the wall" (a form of self-isolation).

"Don't worry, I won't get stuck there. I'll clean up the mess." Dao Control Banner was confident because the sacred temple suspended in the void above the mountaintop contained forbidden items that had been suppressed inside. These items were now reviving and fighting against the forbidden.

The banner swelled up, obscuring the golden light emanating from the holy temple, and blasted forward, proclaiming, "Didn't you want to suck me into the wall? Here I come!"

At the same time, Wang Xuan broke free from that terrifying state. His body solidified and stopped dissolving into mist. Clad in the killing formation diagram, he immediately fled along the mountainside.

There are rule marks on some prohibited items in the void, making it unsuitable to travel through, otherwise it will trigger a fierce attack.

Suddenly, a cone appeared in a Jade Palace among the buildings near the temple. It was made entirely of jade and was very holy, but after the runes were released, it was so terrifying that it pierced through space and time.

Wang Xuan quickly dodged, having no intention of engaging in a pointless battle with this unclaimed object.

At the last moment, the First Killing Array Diagram appeared, blocking a beam of light. The sky brightened and then dimmed again, a thick fog surged, and the void collapsed.

"Saying it's unclaimed feels like it's protecting the Holy Temple." Wang Xuan walked away, and at the last moment, the cone shot out five beams of light.

He draped himself in the array diagram, dodged four attacks, and fought back with one blow. Fortunately, he managed to break through.

Now that his old friend is gone, if he were to fight to the death there and manage to rescue Shang Yi and Ascension Banner, he would truly be a great victim.

"Something's not right." After escaping into the thick fog, he frowned and looked at the murals that carried the epic feel of time, but he didn't see Shang Yi or Ascension Banner.

Has the Sword Madman been killed?

Behind them, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The Dao Control Banner emerged, but it didn't fight to the death. It made a grand display, incredibly powerful and mighty, covering the sky with Supreme Rune, but at the last moment it ran away.

The golden temple revived, expanding rapidly in the void, becoming larger than the tens of thousands of towering mountains below, filling the entire world.

Now, it's not just the murals that look terrifying; the whole thing is as vast as a golden Universe Sea of Stars, with terrifying fluctuations that suppress the entire spacetime.

The sky was torn open, and a blurry starry sky emerged in the heavens. In the deeper beyond, chaotic lightning surged and thunder intertwined.

"Was that a blurry scene outside the Supernatural Central World?" Wang Xuan seriously doubted that the Supernatural Great Universe had been briefly torn apart during the battle between the Great Universe.

Now, the cracks and this strange sight still remain there.

"I've seen Confucian Temple dedicated to Confucius, Guan Temple, Emperor Temple, and Buddha Temple, but none have ever been this fierce." Wang Xuan turned back for one last look.

"Let's go." The Dao Control Banner returned and, together with Wang Xuan, traversed space, leaving this place far behind.

Having escaped the foggy area and ventured through countless dangerous regions, Wang Xuan remained silent, pondering the scenes depicted in the murals.

He didn't dare to stare closely, but he could roughly see the main outline of a true story: a three-way battle that was exceptionally cruel and bloody.

This does not include the missing Shang Yi and Ascension Banner; otherwise, it would have been four civilizations participating in the war.

The temple was also forced into this situation at the last minute, and only then did they include their opponents in the scene. In fact, they themselves were also forced into the game.

"This is quite frightening. Even Great Universe with such a profound foundation, having produced both old and new saints, and bringing a temple, is somewhat unable to withstand it. What are the origins of these other extraterrestrial civilizations, and where did they come from?"

In the fierce battle, contraband items were destroyed, and more than one item at that, but people in the present world were unaware that such Super Civilization had clashed and bled here.

"Is this great battle a prelude to a major battle in the realm of Dao-imperialized? Or could it be said that this kind of struggle has always existed at the highest level of the Supernatural Central Great World, beyond the mortal realm?"

This led Wang Xuan to make many connections.

"The Temple, being such a forbidden item, is indeed astonishing. Now that it's near the Supernatural Center, is its original owner, the old saint or the new saint, still in this Great Universe? There's no sign of it, and no one has come here to guide us. Does this mean it has already perished?"

This is a very serious problem.

There are no clear records of that level of battle, nor has it ever manifested in the present world.

However, some of the legendary beings seem to have met with unexpected events. For example, the Paper Saint of the Paper Saint Hall has not appeared for a long time, and there is evidence that the ancestors of the group of people on the Floating Boat Pure Land Chaotic Space-time Sea have died long ago, leaving only Fishing Net and Soul Summoning Banner.

Wang Xuan suspected that the True Saint this universe might be confronting each other in a place beyond the world, in a place unknown to ordinary people? Perhaps even in a life-or-death battle, with holy blood flowing.

Unbeknownst to him, he had completely escaped the foggy area and fled to the outside world, putting away the Dao Control Banner and the Killing Formation Diagram.

"Ah..." Screams and the roars of monsters echoed across the vast frozen land, where figures were everywhere—there were just too many Living Corpse.

It wasn't two Super Peerless monsters leading the army, but three, with a densely packed legion, not only dealing with a few Super Peerless, but also annihilating other superhumans.

Wang Xuan was taken aback; his path back was blocked, and the scene ahead was horrific.

Those Living Corpse were of all shapes and sizes, and most of them were alien species that I had never seen before.

Is this a story about an alien civilization that was destroyed, and all the superhumans mutated after their deaths?

Or are they just like that, and this civilization is full of zombie-like monsters who were just guarding the temple?

Wang Xuan felt that he couldn't follow behind anymore. He had to find a way to detour or break through the bloodstained area and get out as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the several Super Peerless escaped, these monsters would turn around and surround the remaining people, and there would be no way to survive.

Along the way, all the immortals were fleeing for their lives, and the celestial beings had no intention of fighting back. They disappeared into the dense forest and leaped into the frozen river, all trying to avoid battle and escape.

"Stop! I sense it! This is a golden opportunity!" Someone shouted urgently from the dense forest ahead to those around them.

"Hmm?" Wang Xuan recognized the name. He had originally taken a detour to avoid it, but he came back and saw Hongdao, the young master from the Tattoo Palace.

He held Five-Colored Strange Bamboo in both hands, performing some kind of secret technique. The bamboo resonated with him, with five-colored mist flowing around it and sacred runes guiding him. He was moving in one direction, but not very fast, as he was searching for something.

Hongdao is using special methods to search for the Eight-Colored Strange Bamboo.

Wang Xuan turned around and came over. Since they were destined to meet again, they couldn't possibly let the opportunity slip by.

Mo Han, the successor of the Paper Saint Hall, was also nearby, only a few hundred meters away. Further away, in the dense forest, there were many other people fighting monsters.

Two enormous figures walked together, some of them clearly being Heavenly Grade Expert, blocking the Living Corpse monsters and preventing them from approaching the forest.

"Damn it, the Eight-Colored Strange Bamboo is nearby, but it was frightened and has fled deep into the frozen earth. The connection is becoming increasingly weak." Hongdao said anxiously.

In particular, screams came from afar. His companions were being torn apart by the Living Corpse. Not only were True Immortals killed in battle, but three Heavenly Grade Experts were also killed.

"Today... it seems we've failed!" Hongdao said with a sense of loss and heartache. Despite thorough preparations, such an unexpected incident occurred. The mountains and fields were filled with vengeful ghosts, ruining the entire operation.

Since you couldn't find the Eight-Colored Strange Bamboo, what a deep sense of dejection you have! You're truly incompetent! Wang Xuan was extremely dissatisfied and was still thinking of taking a big bite out of it!

He concealed all his aura and stepped out of the void, more experienced and skilled than any so-called professional assassin, silent and without the slightest disturbance.

He struck the man on the back of the head with a stick.

He didn't use the killing formation diagram because there were too many people in this area, and it was impossible to kill them all. He relied on his own true strength to deal with the disciples of the Tattoo Palace.

If you don't have the Eight-Colored Strange Bamboo, then take the Five-Colored Strange Bamboo.

"How dare you!"

In the distance, someone on the frozen high ground unleashed a powerful shout using their primordial spirit.

Wang Xuan's expression turned slightly cold. That person was neither from the Tattoo Palace nor an expert from their ally Paper Saint Hall, but Mo Qing, a disciple of the Golden Palace.

This is utterly outrageous... Grandpa, mind your own business! Mo Qing is trying to curry favor with the Tattoo Palace; he doesn't care about the other person's life.

Wang Xuan was fearless. Once he started, he wouldn't stop. He would take the Five-Colored Strange Bamboo, which possessed the innate five elements. Even if the core disciples of several behemoths were here, it wouldn't matter. If it came to a real fight, he would kill them all if he could.