Drip, drip!
A raindrop fell from the sky and splattered across Grand Master Xuandu's face.
The heavy stench of blood made him frown. He wiped his hand across his face, smearing it with blood.
"No!"
"I refuse to believe a dead man can defy heaven!"
With Laozi's help, he had regained his senses.
Yet he still refused to accept the fact that the heavens were weeping blood.
Without a word, Grand Master Xuandu transformed into a streak of light and flew into the air, bringing out the Taiji Diagram.
Yin and yang converged to form a massive Taiji symbol that slowly turned, attempting to grind away the blood-red clouds bit by bit.
The Taiji Diagram had been transformed from the body of the Pangu Axe, which Great God Pangu had used to create the world. When heaven and earth first opened, it had stabilized the forces of earth, wind, water, and fire.
But those seemingly ordinary blood-red clouds were even more powerful than the forces of earth, wind, water, and fire.
Only after his magic power was exhausted did Grand Master Xuandu lose with a pale face. He lowered his noble head like a defeated rooster.
The Blood Sea churned as Ancestor Minghe rode it straight into the sky, hoping to claim the power of the heavens for himself.
He had long since reconciled with Ye Changqing. This time, he was acting purely out of desire.
Perhaps he could break through the barrier between Quasi-Saints and Sages by refining the blood mist.
But the blood mist could not be refined. Instead, countless Blood God Sons exploded into pools of stagnant water, never to take shape again.
"As expected, Ye Changqing is truly Ye Changqing!"
"I admit defeat!"
Ancestor Minghe shook his head and sighed with no small amount of regret.