Outside Sishui Pass, killing intent soared to the heavens.
As the Dark Night Monarch took that step forward, violent magic had already torn the space within the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation to shreds.
A towering Blood Sea spread through the formation. Ancestor Minghe bared his white teeth, the Abi Sword and Yuantu in his hands trailing rainbows tens of millions of feet long.
"Zhun Ti, you bald old donkey! Back when we were Listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, you sniveled and stole a seat. I've hated the sight of you ever since!"
Ancestor Minghe roared. Riding the Karma Red Lotus, he turned into a blood-red bolt of lightning.
The Blood Sea's waters became millions of raging dragons that lunged at Jie Yin and Zhun Ti from every direction.
Every drop of Blood Water weighed ten thousand jun and carried a foul, baleful aura that could dissolve souls.
Zhun Ti's remaining eye bulged with rage, and his remaining arms flailed wildly.
"Ming He, you stinking loach from the Blood Sea! You dare act so brazenly before me?"
Zhun Ti cursed, burning the last of the Ancient Buddha-Demon Blood within him.
Dark-golden Demon Fire erupted from every pore of his body, forcibly holding back the surging dragons of the Blood Sea.
But Tongtian's Four Swords of Zhu Xian had already hacked his Dao Fruit full of holes, dropping his cultivation to that of an ordinary Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal.
Ancestor Minghe, by contrast, had received Hongmeng Purple Qi from Qin Mu years ago and made a Grand Vow in the Netherworld of the Underworld. By now, he had honed his Primordial Dao Fruit to perfection.
As one waxed and the other waned, Ming He's Abi Sword light broke straight through the Demon Fire's defenses.
Splurt!
Blood sprayed. Another huge gash,