The Fall of a Golden Body, a Heaven-Grade Killing Blow, and a Shameful Bet
Above the Blood Sword Sect, blood-red clouds rolled and killing intent soared to the heavens.
Dongfang Yueming stood with his hands behind his back, hovering silently above the plaza outside the Blood Fiend Hall.
Not far behind him, the three women, Hong Gui, Baihu, and Lu Qingxue, also followed.
Looking down at the densely packed Blood Sword Sect disciples and elders who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, Lu Qingxue's palms, gripping the ancient sword, became slightly sweaty.
"He's really gone mad."
Lu Qingxue watched Dongfang Yueming's retreating figure, biting her red lips, her heart filled with anxiety. Although she had witnessed Dongfang Yueming's bizarre dual cultivation techniques and unfathomable Dharma Manifestation, this was the headquarters of a sixth-grade sect! Moreover...
She sensed the terrifying, Liuli aura rapidly awakening deep within the main hall!
"The Golden Body Realm Ancestor has truly emerged from seclusion!"
Lu Qingxue's heart sank.
"Oh dear, our high and mighty Holy Maiden, is she worried about my Yueming?" Hong Gui crossed her arms and leaned seductively against the Xukong, looking at Lu Qingxue's nervous appearance, and couldn't help but tease her.
"Who... who's worried about him!" Lu Qingxue retorted immediately, as if her thoughts had been read. "I just think he's too reckless; he's going to his death!"
"Sending them to their deaths?"
Hong Gui giggled, her peach blossom eyes sparkling with confidence.
"Your Highness, shall we make a bet?"
Hong Gui leaned closer to Lu Qingxue, lowered her voice, and said with a seductive smirk, "Let's bet on whether my Yueming can wipe out the Blood Sword Sect. If he wins..."
Hong Gui's gaze swept unabashedly over Lu Qingxue's aloof and ethereal body, which even carried a hint of asceticism.
"When night falls, you'll have to put on the 'clothes' I prepared for you and join us... in 'cultivating' with Yueming for the night."
"You!"
Lu Qingxue's face instantly turned red to the roots of her neck, filled with shame and indignation! Of course, she knew what Hong Gui meant by "clothes" and "cultivation"!
"Shameless! I won't bet on such vulgar things with you!" Lu Qingxue refused decisively.
"Afraid to gamble? Or do you actually believe that my Yueming can beat that old monster in the Golden Body Realm?" Hong Gui deliberately used provocation, "The dignified Holy Maiden of the Sword Sect, doesn't even have this much courage?"
"I..."
Lu Qingxue was rendered speechless. On one hand, she rationally felt that Dongfang Yueming was no match for the Golden Body Ancestor; on the other hand, if she didn't gamble, wouldn't it make her seem afraid? And besides...
If I really lose the bet...
The thought of that utterly shameful scene made Lu Qingxue's breathing quicken. But for some reason, deep within her heart, a faint, strange expectation arose—an expectation she herself dared not admit.
"Okay! I bet!"
Lu Qingxue gritted her teeth, staring intently at Hong Gui, "What if he loses?!"
"If he loses, he'll cease to exist, and I'll have to go down and join him." Hong Gui shrugged.
The two women had just made this shameful bet.
"Boom--!!!"
A terrifying pressure, seemingly capable of crushing the heavens, suddenly erupted from within the Blood Fiend Hall!
"You little beast, prepare to die!"
It was accompanied by a furious roar that shattered the heavens.
The emaciated Blood Sword Sect patriarch, whose body shimmered with Liuli light, transformed into a golden meteorite, piercing through the roof of the main hall with earth-shattering power, and hurtling towards Dongfang Yueming in mid-air!
Golden Body Realm!
Moreover, the patriarch didn't waste any words; his attack was a fatal blow!
"Yellow-Grade Divine Ability - Blood Hell Pagoda!"
The old ancestor suddenly slammed his bone staff down.
In an instant, the space around Dongfang Yueming was forcibly sealed off! A towering eighteen-story pagoda, hundreds of feet tall and entirely formed from materialized blood-red laws, descended directly upon Dongfang Yueming with a terrifying suction force capable of suppressing and refining everything!
Under the Divine Ability, Spell is but an ant!
Feeling the overwhelming pressure of despair that could freeze one's soul, the Blood Sword Sect disciples below erupted in deafening cheers.
Lu Qingxue, who was in mid-air, turned deathly pale instantly!
"Oh no! It's Divine Ability! He can't dodge it!"
Lu Qingxue was extremely anxious. She knew that Dongfang Yueming possessed that strange teleportation technique, but under the absolute spatial sealing of the Divine Ability, any movement technique would be futile!
She was about to draw her sword and rush forward without hesitation, even preparing to shout out her identity as the Holy Maiden of the Taibai Sword Sect to protect Dongfang Yueming.
Even Hong Gui and Baihu, who had always had full confidence in Dongfang Yueming, couldn't help but feel a little worried when they felt that overwhelming power.
However.
Faced with this confined space and the oppressive Yellow-Grade Divine Ability descending upon them.
Dongfang Yueming simply shook his head in disappointment.
That's it?
He slowly raised his right hand, and the [Nine-Transformation Golden Core] containing the foundation of the Great Dao in his dantian circulated rapidly, instantly pouring the power of the [Middle-Tier Heaven-Reaching Realm Perfection] laws into his entire body.
[Heaven Grade Spell Ultimate Technique - Shrink the Earth to a Speck of Dust]!