Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

On the square.

With each corpse "plop" "plop" dropping into the Blood Pool.

The Blood Pool, like a ravenous beast, crazily devoured these nutrients.

The water surged violently, its color subtly darkening to a deeper red.

At this moment, Jiang Ning saw the energy in the entire Blood Pool madly converging towards the three-headed, six-armed, four-legged divine body.

Clearly, his arrival made the divine body with three heads, six arms, and four legs feel threatened, forcing its awakening.

After a few breaths.

He saw a scarlet pillar of light suddenly fall from above the square, like a blood column connecting heaven and earth.

Yet such a phenomenon only appeared before his eyes.

The people in the city below could not see it.

"Is it God descending?" he murmured.

Scanning around, then retracting his gaze.

At this moment.

Below, the expression on the three heads of the divine body turned from dull to lively, six arms slowly danced, four legs stepped in the Blood Pool, causing the water to splash loudly.

Clearly, following the fall of that blood-colored pillar of light unseen by ordinary people, this divine body nurtured by the Blood Pool revived.

Then, an immensely powerful divine pressure spread from the divine body!

Boom——

The void trembled, all the townsfolk instantly knelt simultaneously.

That scarlet light illuminated the sky, turning the whole small city into a blood-colored dome, the entire small city seemed to fall into a blood-colored hell at this moment.

In the sky, a flock of birds that had just flown past now fell like raindrops, lifeless before hitting the ground.

"This might indeed be intimidating!" Jiang Ning mused inwardly.

Having achieved Immortal with a Primordial Spirit, his senses were no longer ordinary.

Just a glance, he could discern the current might of the Blood and Flesh God.

Especially a presence like this with all its aura displayed, with no means to conceal it.

Unlike him before, using means of concealment, aura withdrawn, unable to truly discern his power.

Yet looking at the scene below, Jiang Ning remained calm.

"Who dares to desecrate the God?!!" The Blood and Flesh God in the Blood Pool suddenly lifted its head, six eyes simultaneously moved, firmly locking onto Jiang Ning.

Divine sound like thunder, shaking the void, the entire small city’s buildings trembled, tiles falling like rain.

That sound mixed with thousands of tones, male and female, old and young, beast roars and insect chirps, as if countless cries of living beings were forcefully melded together, chilling to hear, causing the Divine Soul to want to split.

Jiang Ning hovered mid-air, calmly gazing down at the immense body slowly rising from the Blood Pool.

The divine body stood five zhang tall, dark red like solidified blood, the expressions of the three heads differed yet equally ferocious.

The left human head grimaced in pain.

The central beast head had fangs exposed, eyes full of violence.

The right tumor head’s dozens of eyes constantly rotated, laden with frenzied greed.

"Do you remember me?" Jiang Ning said lightly.

"Ant... How could God remember!" the left human head spoke, voice hoarse like a tattered bellows.

The central beast head immediately roared: "Blood and flesh! I want your blood and flesh... such a rich taste!!"

The eyes on the right tumor head frantically spun, multiple mouths opened concurrently: "Eat... eat him... devour him..."

Three voices, three emotions, yet equally filled with chaos, greed, violence, and a scornful disdain.

As if in its eyes, Jiang Ning was nothing more than a slightly special piece of flesh, a slightly larger ant.

Jiang Ning’s gaze slightly narrowed.

He carefully examined the emotions in the Blood and Flesh God’s eyes.

It was neither pure divine majesty nor the clarity and order ancient Gods should possess, but a blend of chaotic, greedy, violent, mad negative emotions.

Like a pot of overcooked stew.

Jiang Ning shook his head.

He knew, this Blood and Flesh God below clearly couldn’t be communicated with.

Moreover, this Blood and Flesh God’s state evidently had issues, far less than the Blood and Flesh God’s presence he saw a year prior.

This divine body clearly experienced some distortion and corruption from certain powers.

Moreover, this time, this divine body did not perceive the authority coexisting on him with the Blood and Flesh God.

A year ago, such encounters instantly discerned the aura on him.

"Perhaps it’s due to my growth over the past year. As for this twisted will, perhaps it’s related to those corpses in the Blood Pool!" an idea flashed through his mind.

At this moment, sensing the emotions in Jiang Ning’s eyes.

The three heads below simultaneously showed rage, their eyes blazing with blood light.

"Devour you!!!"

A voice sounded from all three heads simultaneously.

Then, the divine body’s six arms shot into the sky, moving together, fiercely grabbing at Jiang Ning!

At this moment.

The Yin Yang Mysterious Light around Jiang Ning suddenly blazed!

Black and white qi soared like dragons, the Nine-layered Profound Light blossomed layer upon layer, noble purple aura accompanying.

The immense pressure of the Immortal with a Primordial Spirit was unleashed without reserve.

Rumble——

The Blood and Flesh God rising into the sky suddenly seemed to be under Divine Mountain’s oppression, heavily crashing back into the Blood Pool, stirring up a furious wave of blood.

Then, those blood waves in mid-air appeared like snow under sunlight, disintegrated by an invisible force, dissipating into nothingness.

The Blood Pool itself was being dried by an invisible force, its already sparse waters rapidly disappearing, exposing the divine body below.

Jiang Ning slowly descended from above.

The Nine-layered Profound Light around him became even more radiant, his left eye blazed white like containing a Great Sun, his right eye was dim, exuding a faint chill.