He thought that even if the demonic figure possessed intelligence, it would still be using the same old tricks from ten thousand years ago, but he never expected that it would teach the young man a lesson so soon after it made its move.
At this moment, the crimson tornado rolled in with great force. Under the protection of the banners, the tornado began to rotate slowly again. The blood energy it drew in only changed direction and did not affect the infusion of blood energy into the camp's military formation.
The current situation is somewhat awkward for the young man. Under the pressure of the broadsword, the sword formation will inevitably not be able to maintain its defense for long. If he wants to counterattack, the blood cloud in the sword formation will lose control and be absorbed by the tornado.
As the pressure from the sword formation intensified, the Blood Domain behind him could no longer be maintained, no matter how much energy it had. The demon god figure had truly played his cards well, leaving the young man in a dilemma with just one move.
The balance of power was reversed in an instant by the moving crimson tornado, and the initiative the young man had gained in the battle was reversed in a flash.
He anticipated that he would have to fight back to regain the initiative, but the essence blood within the blood cloud...
Feeling the heavy pressure from the sword formation, and even experiencing a decrease in Magic Power within the surrounding sword formation, unable to break through to the left or right, they were forced to fall downwards.
Looking down at the approaching crimson tornado, the young man was at his most anxious moment. After a moment's thought, he gritted his teeth.
A resolute look flashed in his eyes as he gazed at the demonic figure; he had already made his decision!
Buzz!
A deep, muffled sword cry suddenly erupted above the camp, as if it had been suppressed for a long time and was bursting forth at this moment.
The clang of metal on the sword was filled with anger and an indomitable spirit. The blade shone brightly for a moment, and its ferocious aura, accompanied by a roar, broke free from the confinement of the broadsword.
Ta-da!
Several metallic clangs resounded, and nine blood-red suns suddenly shone in the sky, displaying surging Magic Power. Ferocious sword beams howled and raged across the sky above the camp.
The three bronze broadswords that had been intersecting and surrounding each other in the air were now scattered. Under the furious attack of the Sea-Overturning Sword Formation, no weapon could withstand it!
The sword formation shone with an extremely ferocious light, exuded an extremely powerful aura, contained an extremely scorching rage, and was imbued with extremely powerful Magic Power!
The power of the Sea-Overturning Sword Formation was revealed in an instant. The long-suppressed roar of unyielding fury resounded beyond the sky. The blocked Magic Power returned to the sword, and with endless energy, it broke the confinement above their heads in an instant.
We must let the enemy know that the power of the sword formation should never be underestimated!
The Sea-Overturning Sword Formation can never be suppressed in the world!
This deep, furious roar was not only a sign of disdain for the broadsword, but also a contempt for heaven and earth; it was a counterattack against a powerful enemy, and a defense of one's Dao Heart!
The sword formation's counterattack allowed the young man to rediscover his own path to enlightenment, and his previously confused Dao Heart was stabilized again by this roar.
He had already understood his purpose: to fight, to retaliate. No matter the circumstances, he would always choose to pick up his sword and strike fiercely at the enemies who dared to suppress or invade him!
As he broke through the sword formation, the young man let out a long breath. Perhaps the ownership of the blood essence was not important, perhaps the obstruction of the demon god's figure was not terrible, perhaps all speculations were not the same as reality.
He knew that his hesitation just now was due to his own confusion. It seemed that the essence and energy contained in Chi You Essence Blood had bewitched his Dao Heart, causing him to be momentarily lost in thought.
In the midst of confusion, hesitation is inevitable, and hesitation is a grave taboo for cultivators. One's Dao Heart has undoubtedly been tempered a thousand times, yet one still hesitates in the face of Chi You Essence Blood.
During the stalemate just now, I seemed to have forgotten that cultivators can only rely on their own strength, not blindly seek external things.
The sword formation is the greatest reliance of a young man's own strength, something that can accompany him for a long time on the path of the Great Dao. In comparison, Chi You Essence Blood is merely a precious external treasure.
Given that such opportunities are rare and precious, have I become too fixated on them, causing my Dao Heart to be misplaced?
Having anticipated this, the young man's gaze towards the camp had calmed down. He understood where his Dao Heart lay, and he knew which was more important between the sword formation and his essence blood.
No cultivator's success is accidental. Although they may have the help of rare treasures and exotic objects, in the end, they can only rely on their own strength when it matters most. Only by understanding one's own Dao Heart can one go further on the Great Dao.
The young man is Xu Long's True Dragon Clone, a manifestation of Xu Long's other will. The vicissitudes Xu Long has experienced on his path of cultivation have made him understand the direction of his Dao Heart.
The roar that the sword formation just emitted was also the roar of the young man, and the blood cloud that the sword formation abandoned was also the blood cloud that the young man abandoned.
After a long time, the young man finally understood that his Dao Heart was not one of blind tolerance, nor one of blind reliance on external things, but rather of daring to resist when threatened!
One's own Dao Heart is courage under pressure, calmness in times of danger, unyielding spirit under oppression, and steadfastness amidst confusion!
It is a scorching roar born of rage, a proactive sword draw experienced in battle!
Buzz!
The Sea-Overturning Sword Formation roared in the sky, its rolling sword cries like a surging tsunami, covering the camp layer by layer. The battle will that had been tested over time was revealed again on the sword energy.
At this point, the young man understood what his own Dao Heart truly was.
The Dao Heart of youth is to fight! To fight with an indomitable will forever!
The Blood Domain behind them surged, and despite the overwhelming tide of creatures ignoring the military formation surging forward, the youths on the outer perimeter showed no fear.
Although he has temporarily given up his life essence, he has gained the initiative in the battle!
The demonic figure left the young man in a dilemma, but he had already figured out the path he needed to take!
Clang!
The figures in the air exchanged glances, a look of solemnity flashing in their huge eyes, and the broadswords in their hands clashed together once more, producing a metallic clang.
The bronze broadsword formed an obstruction before the Sea-Overturning Sword Formation, while the blood cloud behind the broadsword was already floating towards the crimson tornado. Surrounded by the banners below, the huge tornado actually changed its trajectory from its original position and moved to a position closer to the blood cloud.
After losing control of the sword formation, the blood cloud noticeably increased its speed. Two breaths later, the floating blood cloud merged with the tornado, and the surging energy was guided by the tornado to pour into the camp below.
Meanwhile, the creatures within the military formation stirred once more. This time, stimulated by the blood cloud, even purer and more powerful energy filled the entire formation.
The tornado in the sky was slowly rotating, and the blood cloud at the center of the tornado was gradually dissipating. The blood droplets within it did not disperse at all, as if the overflowing blood energy was only a drop in the ocean of its own energy.
The blood droplet moved rapidly downwards within the tornado. It was thought that the tornado's violent force would disperse it, but around the blood droplet, the seemingly massive and turbulent tornado suddenly calmed down, allowing the blood droplet to enter, only emitting a slight pulling force.
After entering the tornado, the blood droplet is quickly accepted by the camp. The tornado acts as a medium, allowing its own surging energy to be released, rather than plunging into the camp in an instant, which would have triggered a strong energy reaction.
"Welcome, War Lord!"
Welcome, my god!
"How magnificent!"
"How magnificent!"
"How magnificent!"
After the blood droplet finally entered the military formation through the tornado, a roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami suddenly erupted from the originally tranquil camp.
The seemingly lifeless army's eyes suddenly blazed with Wuxian fervor, and they kept shouting "Magnificent!"
The chorus of roars seemed to have crossed over from millions of years ago; when they opened their mouths, they were still on yesterday's battlefield, but the sounds that escaped their lips were in today's space.
The roars were exceptionally synchronized, as if they had been rehearsed countless times, becoming ingrained in their memories. With Wuxian longing for the past, they resounded again and again in countless awakenings after millions of years.
The banners below ceased to move, and all the creatures in the army opened their eyes. A glimmer of life finally emerged in their originally gray eyes, but the scene of that world remained unchanged from billions of years ago.
The blood droplet was inconspicuous in the massive army formation, but the energy it emitted was something the entire formation dared not underestimate. With its integration, the entire army formation seemed to truly come alive.
The army formation, now roaring like a tidal wave, was completely different from the lifeless formation before, and the lifelike figures were nothing like the puppet-like figures of the past.
The energy contained in just a single drop of blood essence can revive a massive military camp. Just how powerful were the ancient beings?
Blood droplets gradually congealed within the camp, and the surging energy, like blood being transported through capillaries, spread energy and will throughout the entire camp via the banners.
At this moment, the blood droplets were not just ordinary blood droplets, and the camp and military formations were not just ordinary military formations. From the moment they merged, the blood-red tornado silently dissipated.
The strange phenomena in the world have been dispelled. All the blood energy has been absorbed by the camp and gate army formation. The blood droplet at the center of the camp and gate army formation Fusion the formation, and the lifeless army formation has also Fusion vitality!
The shouts of "Hail!" brought the entire camp and the army formation back to life, and the broadswords raised high were already aimed at the young man in the distance.
This resurrection is destined to be different from the past, and this great battle is destined to be extraordinary.
For the young man, this battle was destined to be extremely dangerous and unavoidable, but he believed that he would definitely achieve the final victory!
hold head high!
A high-pitched dragon roar echoed in the sky, and the blood dragon that had been fighting a demon god figure on the side also came towards the youth. The two blood dragons each coiled their long bodies on the youth's side, and the sword formation hovered in the air, ready to be unleashed.
Two enormous blood dragons coiled on either side of the youth, their arrogant aura undisguised, their disdain for the camp and army formation below filled with disdain. Their high heads bowed only to the person before them, making the youth standing in the middle appear exceptionally otherworldly.
The sword formation in front of them was already poised to strike, and the Magic Power flowing between the sword lights was showing signs of becoming uncontrollable. Looking at the changes in the camp and military formation below, the fierce sword formation showed no hesitation.
The Blood Domain behind him shone brightly. Even though he had lost the rolling blood energy he could refine, the young man still did not give up.
The feud between myself and the soldiers has already begun; how can it be resolved peacefully? The current situation is not one where I can simply leave as I please.
At this moment, the morale of the Yingguan army had reached its peak, and wave after wave of sound waves even forced the Yellow Emperor Seal in the sky to become visible.
Within the vast camp, countless military creatures were caught up in a frenzy. After slumbering for ten thousand years, they awoke once more, carrying with them an ancient and decaying aura, and once again fearlessly fought against heaven and earth!
"Imperial Edict!"
The young man in the air had piercing eyes that met those of several other people in the distance for a fleeting moment. The angry gazes of the two men created a static-like tension in the air.
They knew that the upcoming battle would be a fight to the death!
The young man parted his blood-red lips and uttered a single word. The Blood Domain behind him immediately shone brightly, and the blood dragon and sword formation beside him were involuntarily infused with a surge of powerful Magic Power.
Beneath the pervasive crimson light, there were faint signs of energy resembling that emanating from the blood beads within the military formation below, and the young man amidst this crimson light appeared exceptionally eerie.
Clang!
Before the young man could make a move, the camp below launched an attack. Five powerful divine senses gathered in the camp. It seemed that after the blood bead merged into the advancing formation, they no longer needed to be timid and hesitant in their maneuvering with the young man.
At this moment, with the infusion of blood energy, endless energy flowed on the banners in the army formation, and the aura of the rows of figures in the army formation continued to rise.
At the heart of the camp, a powerful energy was accumulating, continuously releasing surging Magic Power that made the entire camp seem to come alive.
Banners moved around it, gazes awakened within the army formation, magical Magic Power condensed within the formation, and countless figures gathered like a tide.
All eyes converged into a torrent, fixed on the young man on the periphery. The bronze broadsword in his hand was already raised high, and under the urging of divine senses, a "tide" of countless figures surged toward the young man.
Beneath the overwhelming force of the entire camp, the young man appeared incredibly small. He had no way out; he was destined to fight alone beneath the vast, ocean-like camp!
The young man watched as a black "tide" surged toward him, remaining unmoved by its overwhelming power. At that moment, his heart was filled with soaring fighting spirit.
Xu Long's journey on the Great Road has been fraught with peril; every step he's taken has been a near-death experience.
Xu Long always maintains the upper hand in conspiracies and battles, relying on his own strength and unwavering Dao Heart!
Despite feeling incredibly insignificant under such overwhelming power, he still maintained an unwavering composure, even in the face of a collapsing Mount Tai!
Even when faced with the methods of powerful beings from ancient times, he still possessed the spirit of "I will go even if there are thousands of people against me!"