I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

The Sword Mountain of Heaven and Earth, amidst the sword forest, the sword cry resonates through the universe.

Millions of ancient swords float, exuding a magnificent aura that suppresses heaven and earth.

Chen Sheng sits peacefully on the west side of the sword forest, his eyes slightly closed, his demeanor calm.

Before him, a simple and unadorned blood sword hovers.

On the sword’s body, without complex runes, a droplet of crimson blood faintly circulates within the sword’s spine.

That blood may seem weak, yet it contains endless power.

It faintly permeates countless heavens and earth, transforming into innumerable lives, the cycles of birth, aging, illness, death, joy, sorrow, parting, and reunion repeat within.

A single drop of blood is enough to color a Grand Thousand world, nurturing countless beings, billions of races...

Lo, it is the manifestation of the perfect innate Blood Great Dao’s origin!

On this day, Chen Sheng slowly opens his eyes, a trace of crimson blood light flashing in his eyes before returning to calmness.

"The Blood Law is finally complete!"

His heart stirred, he immediately focused his mind, the profound secrets of a Supreme Sword Manual rapidly circulated in his brain.

It is the "Mystical Female Heaven-Piercing Sword Script."

This script is the legacy of Loose Immortals, infinitely mystical, taking the sword as its guide, capable of commanding myriad laws.

"Twenty thousand years ago, I comprehended the Sword Law..."

"Today, I comprehend the Blood Law..."

"This seat’s four attributes have simultaneously entered the seventh stage, Ming Sheng shall emerge!"

At the same time, a strand of his original consciousness quietly separates from his physical body, like a stream of light instantly falling into the Panwu World within.

Silently, it pushes the transformation of the entire Panwu World!

...

At the bottom of the Panwu World, the ghostly depths, the blood sea surges, the turbid waves reach the sky.

This blood sea is no ordinary water, but is condensed from innate Evil Qi, crimson as rosy clouds, viscous like paste, emitting thunderous roars.

The overwhelming fiendish energy erodes even space, vaguely twisting and trembling, revealing a chilling dead silence.

At the most core position in the blood sea, a layer of faint blood-colored light shield floats above the waves, within the shield, the dense origin of blood is contained, nurturing the innate deity within.

In days past, within that light shield, was a colossal blood cocoon.

But today, guided by the Blood Law, that colossal blood cocoon quietly shatters, replaced by a Daoist seated on a lotus platform.

That Daoist wears a crimson Daoist robe, on which millions of asura shadows are embroidered, raging with overwhelming fiendish energy, yet exuding a few strands of inviolable sanctity.

His face is stern, with an unwavering coldness and aura of slaughter between his brows, his eyes closed tightly, his demeanor calm, surrounded by faint blood light and lotus fire.

His left hand presses on Yuan Tu, the right strokes Abini, the two swords lie quietly across his knees, complementing each other, emitting a terrifying aura of slaughter.

At the instant Chen Sheng’s consciousness merges into the blood sea, this Daoist slowly opens his eyes.

His eyes are not of ordinary color, but pure crimson, like two burning blood seas, where the gaze falls, the fiendish energy surges.

He lightly opens his lips, uttering the Dao sound, the sound loud as thunder piercing the ears, like a great bell striking the heart, penetrating the netherworld, echoing every corner of the Panwu World, known to all:

"In the beginning of chaos, the Nine Netherworlds open, the blood sea mystical embryo comes from heaven. Yuan Tu does not stain the fruit of three lives, Abini severs the dust of nine generations."

"Red lotus karmic fire burns illusions, blood spirit’s billion eternal bodies. At the end of an era, the truth is proven, asuras emerge, I claim supremacy."

The Dao sound falls, the blood-colored lotus platform around him blooms with dazzling brilliance.

The blood sea waves frantically churn, countless blood evil qi converges, merging into his body.

He slowly raises his hand, the aura of slaughter around him instantly surges, his voice icy and piercing, carrying an overriding dominance, resounding across the universe:

"This seat is Ming Sheng, the Ancestor, today emerges, the blood sea never dries, Ming Sheng never dies!"

"Kill!"

A single word exits, like a thunderous slaughter, exploding on the firmament of the Panwu World.

The rumbling kill sound shakes heaven and earth, within the blood sea, countless crimson blood lights soar to the sky, sweeping across the entire Panwu World, illuminating the sky, staining the sun, moon, and stars.

That blood light reaches everywhere, unstoppable, with an omnipresent power of slaughter, sweeping every corner, every inch of land.

Ming Sheng raises his hand, in his palm, a trace of crimson original power flows into the depths of the blood sea.

In an instant, from beneath the blood sea, comes a myriad of uniform buzzing sounds!

Four hundred and eighty million blood spirit offspring!

Emerging slowly from the depths of the blood sea.

Each blood spirit offspring possesses power comparable to a cultivator at the Primordial Spirit realm, surrounded by dense fiendish energy and blood light.

They float above the blood sea, roaring in unison, their voices shaking heaven and earth, echoing across the entire Panwu World:

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill heaven, kill earth, kill all living beings!"

The sound of slaughter reverberates through the skies, fiendish energy pervades the universe.

In an instant, within the entire Panwu World, any cultivator who has achieved Primordial Spirit or Yang Spirit is intensely shocked, their expressions drastically change, their cultivation nearly spiraling out of control.

They uniformly halt their activities, their gazes aligning towards the direction of the ghostly blood sea, eyes brimming with shock, reverence, and fear.

"That one! That one has finally emerged!"

"After eons of gestation, today finally breaks the cocoon!"

"Such strong aura! Such strong fiendish energy!"

"This aura of slaughter is absolutely terrifying, several times more formidable than the many innate deities of old!"

"Among the numerous innate deities in the Panwu World, this Ming Sheng ancestor emerges the latest, with the deepest foundation, likely the strongest one!"