Blood qi filled the heavens as tens of millions of qilin charged forth, erupting with earth-shaking roars!
For a single person's blood qi to reach such terrifying heights, only a martial artist with profound cultivation could accomplish it.
"Awooo!"
Ning Xiaochuan pressed his palms together. The blood inside his body churned, and his body transformed into a cloud of blood mist that condensed into tens of millions of Divine Tigers, dyeing the earth crimson.
The Divine Tigers threw back their heads and roared at the sky, standing toe-to-toe with the qilin.
Every drop of blood became three Divine Tigers, giving them fully three times the number of qilin.
The methods displayed by Minister Tian and Ning Xiaochuan could be called Martial Dao Divine Powers, or simply a collision of martial artists' blood qi.
Every martial artist in Nanshan Village could see that vast cloud of crimson hanging over the wilderness.
The blood cloud carried a savage, baleful aura. No one dared approach it.
A massive qilin burst out of the blood cloud. Its head was enormous, its four hooves were hard as iron, wings grew from its back, and it spoke with a human voice. "Ning Xiaochuan, for your cultivation to possess such dense blood qi, you truly deserve to be called a peerless genius favored by heaven. This is the blood qi that the Northern Darkness Divine Art helped you devour, isn't it?"
On the ground, a Divine Tiger as tall as a small mountain roared at the heavens. "Are you afraid?"
"Afraid? Hahaha! With your Martial Dao realm, no matter how dense your blood qi is, you are absolutely no match for me. Let me devour all the blood qi in your body and break through to the Earth Venerable Realm!"
The enormous qilin dove down, followed by