Chapter 1885: Chapter 698: Storm Arrival, Luo Chen Reappears
Above the Sea of Clouds Square.
The Dual Blood War that had spanned over a decade was gradually reaching a fever pitch.
Blood Nightmare Mo Luo and Old Daoist Ji Yuan joined forces to battle Blood Independent Cultivator. Initially at a disadvantage, they slowly regained ground with the help of that blood sword, which was nearly a spiritual treasure.
Zheng!
The sword light cleaved down, transforming into thousands of forms, and amidst countless figures, one sword struck the true body.
Blood Independent Cultivator’s body was directly split in two.
But in a flash, it merged back into one.
Upon witnessing this, Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s face slightly darkened.
"Blood Sea Demonic Body!"
"Unexpectedly, you, an outsider to the sect, not only refined Nascent Soul Stage Blood God Children but also cultivated an immortal Blood Sea Demonic Body!"
Blood Independent Cultivator’s expression was a bit pale, and his gaze was extremely wary of the blood sword in his opponent’s hand.
With his peak power, protected by four Blood God Children, he wouldn’t fear confronting a Post-Nascent Great Cultivator.
But that sword!
He took a deep breath, and with a flick of his long whip, a crackling sound rang out in the air.
Blood Nightmare Mo Luo glanced over and sneered, "That Blood Kiss Demon Whip, refined with our sect’s doctrine, while possessing the blood-sucking qi-transforming characteristic, ultimately uses inferior main materials and has been refined for too short a time. It’s merely a lesser treasure, how can it compare to this Godslayer Blood Sword."
If Fishing Elder, Luo Chen, and others were to know of his evaluation, they would certainly be unable to accept it.
This Demon Whip was forcibly refined from three types of living creatures as main materials.
Namely, the body of a Fifth Order Withered Bloodvine, the inner core of a Fourth Order Soul Locking Ghost Crow, and a Desolate Beast Chiyun with trace amounts of true dragon bloodline.
It encompassed spiritual monsters, Demon Beasts, and Savage Beasts.
And it was barely refined by expending countless manpower and resources from the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering.
Yet, in Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s words, it was so inadequate.
Blood Independent Cultivator did not refute this.
The quality of the other two main materials was not poor, but the Desolate Beast Chiyun contributed by Fishing Elder was too weak.
It was said to have been confiscated from a Pseudo-Core Cultivator wanting to join the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering. How strong could a Desolate Beast controlled by a Pseudo-Core Cultivator be?
Thus, the three main materials couldn’t form a stable structure when refining, leading to the power deviance from expectations.
However!
"Even for a lesser treasure, defeating you is more than enough!"
Blood Independent Cultivator twisted his palm backward and clenched his fist!
The next moment, a Blood God Child engaged in battle with Feileng Fairy forced its way toward Blood Independent Cultivator, ignoring its injuries.
Witnessing this, Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s expression slightly changed.
"Stop him, he’s going to fuse with God and Demon!"
The Yuan Mo Sect’s Xue Hai Lineage possessed numerous formidable techniques.
The most renowned among them was the fusion of the Blood Sea Demonic Body cultivator and their Blood God Child refined with their own mind, resulting in exponentially increased power!
The reason Blood Independent Cultivator could rampage through the North Sea without fear, even facing a Late Stage Great Cultivator with a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivation, was having four Nascent Soul Stage Blood God Children at his peak.
Combining with one significantly increased power, if four Blood God Children fused with God and Demon simultaneously, his power shift would be earth-shattering!
Now, although Blood Independent Cultivator had lost three Blood God Children, Blood Nightmare Mo Luo and his party’s realm itself was inferior, solely gaining some advantage through numbers and the Godslayer Blood Sword, a Pseudo-Spirit Treasure.
If truly allowed to fuse with God and Demon...
"It’s already too late!"
With a low shout, Blood Independent Cultivator’s whole body trembled as intense blood light erupted.
With hair and beard fluttering, he stared fiercely at the encircling enemies from three directions.
Penglai Old Daoist, Furnace Cauldron Young Wife, and the Remnants of Yuan Mo!
In the nick of time.
He sneered, whipping out!
Pa!
The void trembled, and at that moment, there seemed to be a crow’s cry and a wailing dragon roar.
The blood sword gleamed empty, cutting down abruptly but failing to sever the eerie howl.
In an instant.
Blood Nightmare Mo Luo seemed to suffer a heavy blow, falling onto the square with a heavy echo.
Bang! Bang!
Blood Independent Cultivator struck two domineering palms, forcibly opening Old Daoist Ji Yuan and Feileng Fairy, and then looked down at Blood Nightmare Mo Luo lying on the square.
From his body, numerous resentful souls and fierce ghosts emerged, starting to gnaw at his body.
Though a large amount of blood light fought back, attempting to suppress these resentful ghosts invoked by the Blood Kiss Demon Whip, it was in vain.
Seeing this, Blood Independent Cultivator, about to chase, paused.
"Resentment backlash, demonic qi reversal..."
He seemed to think of something, then burst into laughter.
"Haha, I thought the Holy Land’s rules were as strict as divine edicts? Who would have thought someone would attempt such sacrilege, combining three lineages and defying ancestral commandments."
After laughing, his expression turned cold.
"The power of Blood Sea Elder Ancestor, I accept it!"
Then, he dove down, a palm landing atop Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s head.
A powerful force, beyond Blood Nightmare Mo Luo’s control, was forcibly extracted and gathered onto Blood Independent Cultivator.
Beside him, Old Daoist Ji Yuan and Feileng Fairy watched with awe, hesitant to advance.
Not far away, a group of strong cultivators silently observed, not daring to disturb at all.
Suddenly!
Blood Independent Cultivator looked up at the sky.
In the Ming Zhao Fourteen Palaces, suddenly a light dimmed.
Buzz...
With a dull sound, a palace gate slowly opened.
Subsequently, a graceful figure stepped out.
That figure, looking down from above like a Moon Palace fairy, cynically gazed at the crowd below.
First at the familiar Blood Independent Cultivator, then fixing on Feileng Fairy.
The latter trembled all over, instinctively lowering her head.
"So, my dear sister is here too..."
Moon Independent Cultivator’s mocking voice gradually sank as he furrowed his brows, subconsciously looking toward the Pill Hall, nearest to the Slave Hall.