Chaos Qi and the Accompanying Heavenly Changes

A Martial Saint was equivalent to the birth of a powerhouse of the Ascension Realm in the Immortal Dao world.

Under such circumstances, with boundless might added to one's body and peerless power gathered within oneself, naturally, the birth of every Martial Saint could trigger massive shifts in the world's landscape.

In this vast and boundless Xuanhuan Martial Path World where the strong were revered, various factions carved out territories, engaging in open struggles and covert battles for resources, cultivation methods, and the supreme martial path realm.

The birth of a Martial Saint could naturally also whip up monstrous waves.

Beneath the seemingly peaceful surface of the world, undercurrents were actually surging, and a storm strong enough to subvert the entire world's layout was quietly brewing.

Blood Soul Hall was a dark palace standing in the Nine Nether Land, surrounded by a dense, bloody aura as if this land had been soaked in countless blood. The Nine Nether Blood Pool inside the hall was the most mysterious and evil place in Blood Soul Hall; the viscous blood plasma in the pool was like stagnant water yet emitted a bone-chilling aura. Blood Soul Hall Master, an entity notorious for cruelty and formidable strength, sat year-round in cross-legged meditation upon a lotus platform beside the blood pool, in closed-door cultivation attempting to break through the limits of the martial path.

On this day, the Nine Nether Blood Pool suddenly stirred with abnormalities. The viscous blood plasma boiled and surged without warning, just as if it were being violently stirred by an invisible giant hand. Within this churning blood plasma, a ferocious and terrifying face gradually condensed, twisting as though carrying endless grievances. Blood Soul Hall Master snapped his eyes open, two cold rays shooting from his pupils, and the strange sight in