High in the firmament, the Second Elder was locked in combat with Youying. Watching the Foreign Realm army being held back below, he felt no less worried.
Meanwhile, No Life's expression darkened as he watched the cultivators on his side fall in rapid succession.
He slowly extended a hand, the might surging over it making the Spatial Passage tremble violently.
A crimson ray shot from his hand and crashed into the barrier before him, instantly sending cracks spreading across it.
The cultivation levels of those who could pass through the Spatial Passage grew higher and higher.
No Life pointed from afar. A drop of blood seething with the power of laws pierced the barrier from his fingertip and shot toward the Nine Heavens cultivators.
The river of blood flowing across the Icefield surged toward that drop, swiftly forming and casting a longsword.
Red Dao marks like meridians flickered across its blade, and a bloodthirsty aura swept through the entire firmament.
The instant the longsword appeared, Shi Qingyun felt the threat of death envelop his entire body.
Everything before him turned blood-red. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath his feet seemed to come alive, crimson bloody hands reaching for him.
Within this boundless world of blood, that Blood Sword became the sole unchanging constant. The might sweeping from its edge pinned down every direction.
Crack-
Shi Qingyun's body shuddered slightly. The blood-colored shackles binding him shattered at the sound, and a Yin-Yang Dao Diagram appeared behind him.
"Yin-Yang Life-and-Death Diagram! Break!"
A powerful might surged from the Dao Diagram, sweeping across the blood-colored world, and everything before him vanished.
A scroll slowly unfurled in the void, densely covered in the mysteries of life and death and the true meaning of Yin-Yang circulation.
In an instant, it swept away