The Holy Sect's Virtues
The moment the thirteen drops of Undying True Blood condensed, it was as if ice water had been poured into a boiling oil pan, and the atmosphere inside the cave exploded!
"Do it!"
A short, thunderous shout suddenly rang out, its sound still echoing around the walls.
More than twenty powerful auras, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, erupted like long-suppressed volcanoes!
Rumble!!!
The first to be affected were the two sword cultivators from the Azure Sect.
Faced with the swarming figures rushing towards them, one of them, with a cold expression, pointed his finger like a sword and lightly slashed at the void.
"With the azure sky as its guide, Sword Qi naturally forms!"
Laugh--!
A highly refined, almost transparent cyan sword aura shot out from his fingertips.
At first, it was as thin as a hair, but it grew in the wind and instantly transformed into a huge blade of light that stretched for hundreds of feet and cut through the void!
Where the sword energy passed, it didn't simply tear the air apart, but rather slashed the space it passed through, leaving a mark that could not be healed for a long time!
The incomparably sharp sword intent was so tangible that it stung the skin of several rogue cultivators who were trying to approach from the side, causing their escape light to falter.
Almost simultaneously, another Azure Sect True Person flapped his sleeves.
Countless fine, hair-like cyan light needles were sprayed out like a sudden storm.
These light needles did not shoot straight ahead, but intertwined and shuttled in the air, instantly setting up a chilling sword formation that covered half of the altar. The needles moved about, emitting a sharp, hissing sound that made one's scalp tingle, forcibly forcing back several streaks of light that were trying to flank and snatch the blood beads.
"How dare that petty scoundrel from the Azure Sect claim the top spot?!"
The True Person Phoenix Helm, dressed in crimson feathered robes, had a murderous glint in his phoenix eyes. With a clear shout, he spread his arms, and a gigantic phantom of a divine bird, entirely formed from vast divine fire, suddenly appeared in the void behind him!
The divine bird spread its wings, flames blazing in the sky, and the scorching heat caused the stalactites on the cave ceiling to melt and drip.
It did not attack directly, but instead stretched its neck and let out a long cry.
The sound waves, mixed with the divine fire True Intention that could incinerate all things, crashed fiercely into the sword domain set up by the Azure Sect like an invisible, towering wave!
Phew--!
The fiery sonic waves clashed violently with the chilling sword domain. The blinding blue and red light frantically eroded and annihilated each other, and the turbulent flow of power swept across the rock wall like an out-of-control dragon, leaving behind bottomless burn marks and sword holes!
"The road to the underworld is long, but the Yellow Springs will guide you!"
The True Person of the Yellow Springs Netherworld were not to be outdone.
The leader's face was ashen, his hands forming a Divergent Method seal. Ghostly energy surged into the sky like smoke, condensing above his head into a hundred-foot-tall evil ghost statue!
The deity has three heads and six arms, wielding funerary objects such as white bone chains, soul-guiding banners, and soul-mourning bells, which it swings violently.
Woo--woo--woo-
A low, mournful wail echoed through the cave, and visible gray ripples spread out like a tide.
This sound wave was not a physical attack, but rather it directly shook the Divine Soul.
Several weaker Rogue Cultivator immediately let out a muffled groan, their faces paled, their escape light dissipated, and they nearly fell from the sky.
A burly man who was a body cultivator roared, and his body suddenly swelled to a height of six zhang.
Ancient totems appeared densely on his bronze skin. Without relying on any magical Law Artifact, he used only his bare fists, carrying the force to shatter mountains and split the earth, to smash fiercely at a Yellow Springs Netherworld True Person blocking his way!
Wherever the fist struck, the air was visibly dented and exploded!
Another rogue Rogue Cultivator, dressed in a Bagua Daoist robe, summoned an ancient bronze mirror. With a flash of light, the mirror stopped a ghostly black rope flying towards him.
The mirror then reversed, reflecting the black rope back along its original path, increasing its power even further!
The scene instantly descended into utter chaos!
The entire enormous cave has now transformed into a battlefield where more than twenty Foundation Establishment True Person are unleashing their immense power!
The roar of the colliding Law Power was like a thunderstorm from the heavens, continuous and relentless, causing the entire mountain to tremble violently, and countless fragments of rock to fall from the dome.
Before it even hit the ground, it was crushed into dust by the crisscrossing aftershocks!
Everyone was bloodthirsty, their Divine Sense frantically scanning and locking onto the thirteen floating blood beads, as well as any opponents who might approach them.
On the edge of this chaotic battlefield, Qi Yun and True Person Qianxin were not immediately drawn into the center of the vortex.
The dark red mortal mist swirled around True Person Qianxin, enveloping him and Qi Yun as if they were not in reality.
It was precisely the Foundation Establishment Divine Ability of True Person Qianxin— [Mortal World's Separation from the World]
With such Divine Ability, he and Qi Yun had already disappeared into the mortal world, and the Foundation Establishment True Person present completely ignored them, and didn't even remember that these two people existed.
The reason why the Holy Sect True Person is so famous.
It's all thanks to this incredibly bizarre and extraordinary skill!
"The time isn't right yet; let them fight like dogs first!"
Qi Yun nodded slightly, stood with his hands behind his back, his aura calm and profound.
In those deep eyes, the phantom of Hundred Li Fire Cloud faintly flickered in the depths of his pupils.
As the tide recedes, the reefs become visible, and the situation on the field suddenly becomes clear, but also more treacherous.
Those five rogue cultivators had all been defeated.
Although they used a variety of methods, for a time they created a dazzling and lively spectacle.
Unfortunately, due to their shallow foundation, the Lower Vehicle Dao Foundation, their Law Power were mixed and impure, and their Dao Position were extremely low.
At first, he was able to manage with sheer courage.
However, once a stalemate is reached, the gap between the Dao Foundation Ranks becomes as insurmountable as an insurmountable chasm.
A streak of bluish-green sword light flashed by like a swimming dragon.
A large, black-gold shield protecting a rogue cultivator was pierced through as easily as paper, and a large section of his shoulder blade was also sheared off, leaving blood splattered across the sky.
On the other side, the phantom of the divine bird transformed by the Phoenix Rudder True Person simply flapped its wings, and the blazing divine fire essence, like a malignant sore, burned a rogue cultivator's hair and beard until they were charred, and his protective aura shattered inch by inch. He screamed and fell to the ground.
The evil spirits of the Yellow Springs Netherworld were even more ferocious. The white bone chains, like venomous pythons emerging from their caves, Rogue Cultivator a body cultivator. Despite his astonishing divine power and the fact that the mountain rocks crumbled as he struggled, he was still corrupted by the filthy ghost energy contained in the chains. His face instantly turned ashen, and he collapsed to the ground.
Within a dozen breaths, the five rogue cultivators were either injured or fled, all being cleared from the core battle zone.
They could only watch from afar, their eyes filled with resentment and horror.
Following closely behind, the pink aura of the Hehuan Palace, the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts Diagram of Black King Stronghold, and the Thousandfold Mountain Seal of the Cliffside Villa —these top-tier forces' True Person also displayed their unique skills, attempting to get a share of the pie.
However, under the tacit pressure from the three giants, Azure Sect, Phoenix Helm, and Yellow Springs Netherworld.
Although their Divine Ability were mysterious, they were like waves crashing against a rock, ultimately unable to truly shake the existing order.
After paying a price, they were forced to withdraw from the battle for the very center.
At this moment, the atmosphere above the dilapidated altar was as heavy as iron.
Only seven figures remained, facing off in the distance.
Two sword cultivators in fluttering green robes, two Phoenix Helm True Person in crimson feather robes, and three Yellow Springs Netherworld cultivators shrouded in ghostly energy.
The two from the Azure Sect exchanged a glance and then made no further reservations.
The older swordsman pointed a finger at his brow, and the void behind him suddenly cracked open.
Endless Sword Qi surged forth, transforming into vast illusory images of mountains, rivers, plants, insects, and fish, as if a miniature world of Sword Dao had descended.
This world is not inanimate; every blade of grass and every tree within it is formed from Sword Qi, containing boundless vitality and murderous intent, which crushes towards Phoenix Helm and the five people from the Yellow Springs Netherworld!
Another Azure Sect True Person was even more direct. He let out a long roar and transformed into a pure and condensed azure rainbow!
A rainbow pierced the heavens and the earth, disregarding spatial distance; its brilliance was so great that it caused all the True Person present to feel a stinging pain in their Divine Sense!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A long, azure rainbow streaked across the sky like lightning, its precision unparalleled as it swept over the bronze cauldron under the cover of the sword domain.
Like a divine bird carrying a pearl, in an instant, two drops of dark green and gold Undying True Blood were swept away by its sword rainbow!
After succeeding, Qinghong didn't linger. She smashed through the cave ceiling, creating a passage, and fled far away!
Its momentum was so decisive and its speed so terrifying that no one had time to stop it!
"That Azure Sect! Utterly shameless!" The Phoenix Helm Falcon, True Person in Feathered Robes, raised her eyebrows and shouted angrily.
Although she was shocked and angry, her reaction was extremely quick.
"The Mysterious Truth is immortal, the True Fire Reborn! Let's go!"
With a sharp cry, the two of them connected their energy and transformed into a more solidified divine bird.
With a flap of its wings, it burned away the obstacles in front of it, and with lightning speed, it pounced on the giant cauldron, seizing two drops of Undying True Blood. Then, fiery feathers flew everywhere, transforming into a long rainbow of fire, and it followed closely behind the Azure Sect as it broke through the air and escaped!
In the blink of an eye, two of the four giants have already disappeared.
They also took away four pieces of Undying True Blood!
"Snort!"
The three True Person of the Yellow Springs Netherworld snorted coldly in unison, their ghostly aura surging.
Clearly, they were extremely dissatisfied with the Azure Sect and Phoenix Helm for seizing the opportunity first and then escaping.
But seeing the nine remaining drops of Undying True Blood inside the cauldron, their eyes were instantly filled with greed and fervor.
"It is my Netherworld to have this fortuitous opportunity in the Underworld!" The pale-faced True Person spoke in a hoarse voice, his sleeves fluttering.
A gigantic, Netherworld Ghost Hand formed from countless wailing souls appeared out of thin air, blotting out the sky as it reached out to grab the entire bronze cauldron, intending to wipe out the remaining blood beads in one fell swoop!
But just as the Netherworld Ghost Hand was about to touch the giant cauldron...
Buzz!!!
An extreme chill descended without warning!
The temperature in the entire cave plummeted below freezing.
Countless tiny ice crystals condensed in the air, freezing and solidifying even the surging ghostly energy and the embers of divine fire that had not yet dissipated!
The next moment, an enormous and mysterious talisman, formed entirely from billowing frost and billions of ice crystals, appeared like a glacial river descending from the heavens, crashing down between the giant cauldron and the Netherworld Ghost Hand!
On the talisman, the six ancient Daoist characters [True King of the Three Rivers Bitter Cold] shimmered with a cold blue-white light, radiating supreme majesty that could freeze mountains and rivers and annihilate all things!
[The Three Rivers Bitter Cold True King Talisman]!
"This item is destined for my Holy Sect, and I have come to collect it."
Amidst the swirling dust of the world, the smiling True Person Qianxin and the calm Qi Yun slowly emerged, their figures standing side by side.
Seeing the sudden appearance of True Person Qianxin and Qi Yun, True Person Yellow Springs Netherworld couldn't help but sneer, "The Holy Sect is as rascal as ever. I was wondering where you two were hiding just now, cowards."
Faced with the mockery and veiled insults from the Yellow Springs Netherworld, True Person Qianxin and Qi Yun exchanged a glance, then smiled knowingly and said, "Fellow Daoist, you flatter us."
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, seeking to gain without effort.
But this is a consistent virtue of my Holy Sect.
"Since all three of you understand, then we won't waste any more words."
After a pause, Qi Yun and True Person Qianxin slowly took a step forward, unleashing a vast and overwhelming pressure.
Looking down at the three Yellow Springs Netherworld True Person them, the two spoke silently, their booming voices shaking the surrounding area. "Now, either get out—or die!"