Stopping Bloodshed with Bloodshed VI

The stone gate shattered upon impact, causing billowing smoke and dust, which gradually subsided, revealing the state of the hall.

"Kill!!"

"The time to sacrifice yourself is now!!"

Suddenly, shouts of battle erupted from all around.

One after another, figures leaped into the air and pounced on Zhang Rongfang was walking at the front.

At the same time, Silver Light Spirit Thread shot out from the darkness, sweeping across the area, clearly indicating a ranged attack by someone who had mutilated themselves while Worship God.

"Wu Liang Tian Zun"

Zhang Rongfang lowered his head.

"You have already fallen into demonic possession, yet you are unaware of it."

He suddenly began reciting Daoist Scripture.

"The finest essence, through ten cycles of salvation, conceals the essence of a hundred demons, and allows for natural separation and reunion."

Strangely enough, the Mo Sang Sect who rushed towards them, even before getting close, seemed to be affected by the scriptures. One by one, they became unsteady in mid-air, their faces flushed, their eyes rapidly becoming bloodshot.

Zhang Rongfang kept chanting scriptures, and all the Mo Sang Sect in the fan-shaped area in front of him fell to the ground, their bodies limp, weak, and powerless.

Even worse, some knelt on the ground, tears of blood welling in their eyes, and began to weep bitterly, as if they had repented.

This strange sight left King Mu Li and General Feng behind them in shock.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that simply reciting Daoist Scripture could make the enemy feel ashamed, kneel down and beg for mercy, with tears of blood streaming from their eyes! Zhang Rongfang didn't make a move; he just kept reciting scriptures as he went.

All the Mo Sang Sect in front of him wanted to raise their weapons and rush forward to attack the moment they saw him.

But as they drew closer, the believers all eventually prostrated themselves on the ground, collapsing on either side of the path the four were traveling along.

Many of them had tears of blood streaming from their eyes, their faces contorted in a grimace, and the butcher knives in their hands fell to the ground, no longer gripped tightly.

While controlling the range of the Destructive Sonic Wave, Zhang Rongfang sighed with a sorrowful expression, "Entering Demonic Sects is like sinking into a quagmire without realizing it. By the time you discover it, you are already covered in filth."

Look at these believers. Faced with the infusion of scriptures, they were able to have a profound awakening, kneeling and shedding tears of blood. This shows that their nature is not bad. Perhaps these people can still be saved. When they come out later, we should carefully treat them."

This is the perfect time to unify thinking and facilitate missionary work.

"This disciple will remember!" Daoist Hong Xian quickly replied respectfully.

"Okay." Zhang Rongfang nodded and continued forward.

The fact that they can still bleed means that these people are not Worship God, so they can still be captured, brainwashed, and saved.

The rest, though collapsed and unable to rise, but bleeding very little, were naturally the Spirit Guard Spirit Vein.

These people are beyond saving. They will all die after the cult is destroyed.

Soon, Zhang Rongfang reached the end of the hall and stopped in front of the spot where the stone door had struck.

The dark green building has a very simple structure.

It was a large hall, followed by a temple, with many rest rooms and sacrificial halls on both sides.

"Pass through this hall, and you'll reach the Main God Hall inside." Zhang Rongfang stopped chanting and looked up.

The Main God Hall is the most central location of this Secret Teaching, and it is also the location with a very high probability of directly facing the Secret God Void.

"Ancestor, how should we get in?" Daoist Hong Xian also became serious, knowing the danger.

The core area of a Secret Teaching must contain the immense power and authority of Gods and Buddhas. Entering rashly could very likely lead to unpredictable and enormous dangers.

Unless there is a more powerful Gods and Buddhas or Buddha backing them up, like the Divine General destroyed the sect back then.

Otherwise, one can only face the divine power on one's own.

"I can ask the Earth Mother Goddess for help, which should be able to offset a lot of her divine power! Then we can force that Xing Tong out!" General Feng said through gritted teeth.

At times like this, everyone must cooperate and not hold back. Otherwise, when facing divine might, there won't even be time to escape.

One wrong move and you're dead! "No need for that."

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand to stop him.

He stared silently at the wall.

"They've already come out on their own."

It came out by itself!?

What's the meaning!?

The three of them felt a chill and followed Zhang Rongfang's gaze to look at the wall.

But there were only the murals and reliefs that had been smashed by the stone gate, nothing else.

"Something's not right!!" Suddenly King Mu Li seemed to be the first to realize something, and looked down at his feet.

Unbeknownst to them, menacing green patterns had silently appeared on the ground beneath their feet.

These patterns are invisible in the shadows, but they seem to be alive, quietly creeping across the entire hall.

"Be careful!" King Mu Li hadn't even finished shouting.

Suddenly, right in front of me, on the wall.

Bang!

A loud bang rang out, as if some enormous object had crashed into the wall.

The loud noise completely drowned out his words, and the tremors caused rubble and small pieces of decoration to fall from the entire hall.

"Be careful and avoid it!!" Suddenly, General Feng stepped forward and stood in front of King Mu Li.

Boom! At the same time, an even louder roar finally exploded on the wall.

The entire wall, which was more than ten meters high, was completely shattered and shattered by the second, enormous impact.

Countless Stone Rain, enveloping the four people.

At the same time, an irregularly shaped, huge hole appeared in the wall.

Xing Tong, who had been killed once before, reappeared on the other side.

This time, however, his eyes were full of silver-white, clearly indicating that he had already entered the level of Great God Descent.

At the same time, distorted and turbulent ripples spread out from the space behind him.

These ripples resembled transparent water spheres suspended above him, rapidly radiating divine power that was invisible to ordinary people.

Boom! A massive divine force field swept down from the sky and pressed down on the four people.

At the same time, the green patterns on the ground converged into a large array that covered the entire hall.

In the vision of the person with the Spirit Core, the entire formation beneath their feet began to emit a hazy green light.

The air trembled, and the surroundings were like mud, with immense pressure pressing down on the four people, rendering them unable to move.

They were like tiny insects that had fallen into Pine Oil, unable to even do the simplest things like raise their hands or lift their heads.

"Insects!! Feel the divine power!!"

Xing Tong walked forward step by step, with countless twisted Round Ball floating above him, radiating ripples.

At this moment, the divine power, combined with the formation beneath his feet, was at least 60% stronger than when it was released outside! And most importantly, this opportunity was practically delivered to his doorstep, the best chance to drag them into the Void.

Time, formation, distance. All three factors were perfectly aligned. The timing couldn't be better.

It's important to understand that you can't always drag your opponent into a battle in the Void.

After all, the speed at which the Void unfolds is far slower than the movement speed of the Spirit General.

Therefore, to use Void to fight the enemy, you either need to launch a close-range sneak attack or force the opponent to stay in place and not move more than a certain range.

And now, this group of people are actually foolishly moving forward slowly, staying in the same place without spreading out or moving.

This is a golden opportunity!

Tremble, mortals!

Xing Tong, with his silvery-white eyes, stepped through the hole in the wall and stood on high ground, looking down at the four people who were being suppressed by divine power and struggling bitterly.

Especially the Daoist priest in the blood-red robe standing at the very front.

Xing Tong raised his hand and pointed at the person.

"Even though you have already reached the pinnacle of mortal power, if you cooperate with the Demon Weapon, you might still be able to disrupt the ritual before I arrive."

"Unfortunately, you're too arrogant."

"Now that I have successfully descended, the unfolding of everything in the Void is already destined."

You are destined to become my prey.

As his voice spread, a thick, dark green slime began to spread from the area beneath his feet.

As soon as these dark green slimes came into contact with the green light array on the ground, they accelerated rapidly, rushing towards Zhang Rongfang and his companions as if they were alive.

Just as he was about to reach the four people's feet, 'Xing Tong' suddenly felt a strange sense of vigilance flash through his mind.

Whoosh! At the same time, with a thought, he controlled the dark green slime that was about to enter the formation beneath the four people's feet, preventing it from advancing any further.

"Something seems off!?"

'Xing Tong' frowned slightly.

This body's Enemy Anticipation were constantly sending out warnings. Although these warnings were very weak, it observed the four people who were already speechless, stiff, and sweating profusely, but it couldn't find any other traps no matter how it looked at them.

"Is it just my imagination?" 'Xing Tong' stared at the four people, especially the blood-robed Daoist in the lead.

For some reason, he vaguely sensed something was off about the other person. Something was off?

What's wrong?

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

"This is!?"

Despite the meticulous concealment, he still sensed an extremely faint trace of remnant Remnant God energy emanating from the blood-robed man.

And not just one, but at least four!! The auras of four Remnant God are gathered in one person!? Combined with the recent rumors circulating among the rational Secret God Remnant God, there is a mysterious entity that is constantly hunting down and annihilating their last remaining followers.

Then, thinking of the person in front of him, "Oh no!!" 'Xing Tong' was shocked and was about to quickly retreat to the Void beneath his feet.

But it was all too late.

It erupted suddenly, like a volcano.

Four completely different Gods and Buddhas auras exploded from Zhang Rongfang's body.

The four auras instantly crushed the divine power of 'Xing Tong'.

Zhang Rongfang's body rapidly expanded, growing larger and taller.

Three meters!

Five meters!

Seven meters!

Nine meters! His entire body almost filled the hall.

Looking down at him, he suddenly reached out.

A pair of enormous hands, as big as door panels, crashed down, grabbing at 'Xing Tong' from both sides.

"Xiangjian is fate that we have met. Since you are already here, why don't you invite this humble Daoist priest to come in and have a seat?"

Two loud bangs!

Zhang Rongfang lifted the 'Xing Tong', which was unable to dodge, into the air with both hands.

Strangely, as Xing Tong levitated, the dark green Void beneath his feet was also forcibly pulled up in large sections, much like tree roots.

"Don't even think about it!!!" 'Xing Tong' gritted his teeth and looked up.

In an instant, his entire body cracked, and his skin shimmered with Silver Light.

Boom!!!

'Xing Tong' exploded completely, turning into a large number of Spirit Thread that shot out.

The dark green Void beneath it also rapidly shrank and faded.

'White Scale!' Zhang Rongfang thought to himself.

"I am here!"

In an instant, a One-Eyed White Python phantom shot out from behind Zhang Rongfang.

The white python phantom lunged fiercely at the edge of the dark green Void, biting off a corner to prevent it from shrinking any further.

With a whoosh, Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly, his body shrank, and he lunged forward, disappearing into the dark green Void liquid as if submerged in seawater.

Only King Mu Li and his two companions remained, having been thrown back by the aftershocks of their recent battle, and were now getting up from various corners.

The three of them stared blankly at the large, ruin-like empty space in the center, at a loss for what to do.