Chapter 423 - 211: Slaying_2
Even so, three-tenths of the Blood God Son on his body were still wiped out, which counted as a significant injury for him.
So earlier, while the Demon Monarch was holding Chu Xuan at bay, the Blood Robe Old Monster swept many injured cultivators into his sea of blood. By devouring their blood energy, he managed to recover quite a bit.
For a moment, the surrounding cultivators were terrified and quickly avoided him, fearing they would be consumed for healing.
Even though everyone knew Deng Qiu’en had no good intentions, he wasn’t wrong. The opportunity only arose once. If Chu Xuan were to escape the Grotto Heaven, they’d likely never have such a good chance again.
In the next moment, three cultivators of the seventh realm, who had communicated secretly earlier, stepped in to give chase!
Songxue Zhenren sighed inwardly, allowed the magical artifact to shield the ones behind, and joined Dan Wanshan of the Sword Palace to intercept them together.
In the end, only Chen Yixian, Songxue Zhenren, and Dan Wanshan, representing the stance of the righteous path, acted. This was the stance of the "One Purple Two Heavens" sects.
As for other righteous sects, truth be told, not joining in the attack against Chu Xuan already showed restraint, yet they were unwilling to make a move for him.
An unmanned gray-clad cultivator, accompanied by an endless sea, pursued Chu Xuan, only to be intercepted by a beautiful head, leading to an intense battle.
That bloody world could hold another person, but that would cause it to be quickly shattered by two mighty forces joining hands. In the end, the beautiful head was held back and couldn’t protect Chu Xuan.
This scene aroused the others, causing the Blood Robe Old Monster, with his face newly ruddy, to grit his teeth and be the first to lead the pursuit towards Chu Xuan. Other Mo Luo Palace cultivators couldn’t help but follow.
At the same time, two mysterious experts with hidden identities also joined in. One was shrouded in darkness, and the other enveloped in clouds, both killing towards Chu Xuan.
At this point, others couldn’t resist either. More mid-to-low-level cultivators trailed after Chu Xuan, thinking: his trump cards should be used up, and with others taking the lead, I can stay back and pick up the spoils.
The speed of higher-level cultivators was nearly instantaneous, but suddenly!
Chu Xuan heard a sultry female voice behind him, "Celestial Cave Zhenren, if you’re going to make a move, why hide?"
A hoarse and angry voice came from the darkness, "Nonsense, what Celestial Cave Zhenren, why are you hindering me, Chen Yunqi?!"
Indeed, the Hehuan Sect Leader, who had been watching for a while, finally joined the fray.
She wore a white gauze outer garment and a complex long dress, smiling as she pointed. Her fingertip evolved the Great Dao of Yin and Yang, spinning black and white into a Taiji pattern.
Instantly, shards of icy snowflakes fell from the sky, and fiery flames erupted from the ground, causing the area to alternately freeze and burn, darken and brighten, yin and yang. The Zhenren in the darkness was forced to take this blow of the "Creation Yin-Yang Finger" head-on, grunting as he retreated far away.
"Since you all say he’s the Celestial Evil, then I’ll take it as such. After all, our sect received the Celestial Evil Demon Venerable’s grace before. It’s only reasonable to help a little, isn’t it?"
The Celestial Cave Zhenren snorted coldly, "I want to see if you can afford to help!"
As his words fell, an expanse of starry domain enveloped Chen Yunqi...
On the other side, the mysterious expert shrouded in clouds also failed. A disgruntled female voice emerged:
"Yao Yufei, don’t tell me your Li’an Demon Sect also received grace from the Celestial Evil!"
Drip, drip, drops of black rain fell from the sky. Yao Yufei, dressed in a black wide-sleeved long gown, with a seductive yet dangerous aura, stood in the rain, chuckling softly:
"No, but my silly daughter is hopelessly enamored with her beloved, so I can’t just watch her die, right?"
The person in the cloud mist squinted, only to find a charmingly beautiful black-dressed girl at Chu Xuan’s side, none other than the Demon Sect Saintess Duanmu Qing.
The mysterious woman hissed with hatred, "I don’t believe you can’t control your daughter!"
"Do I need you to believe me?" Yao Yufei’s eyes narrowed slightly, as the demonic rain poured even harder from above.
...
Faced with Qingqing’s arrival, Chu Xuan didn’t push her away or claim it was too dangerous, as she could indeed be of help now.
Qingqing didn’t even have a chance to say a word to Chu Xuan or meet his gaze, when he suddenly turned to attack, startling her.
At this moment, the fastest one, closest to Chu Xuan, wasn’t someone from the Shangguan family but rather the Blood Robe Old Monster using the Blood Escape Technique.
It must be said, the "Blood Spirit Scripture" was quite remarkable. Amongst many escape techniques, "Blood Escape" was the most common, requiring no high qualifications or special physique, merely self-mutilation or sacrificing longevity for speed.
But in Deng Qiu’en’s hands, it required no self-mutilation, relying only on pre-stored blood energy for consumption, and its speed was terrifyingly fast.
As Chu Xuan turned, he saw the old monster momentarily pause, then transform into a vast sea of blood rushing towards him.
Chu Xuan, without hesitation, activated the "Thousand Hands Thousand Eyes Avalokiteśvara Mantra." The golden giant hand of the mantra held a Buddha’s finger bone relic, emitting boundless golden Buddhist light, accompanied by chanting and holy intonations, driving away evil and cleansing the impure.
Yet the boundless sea of blood showed no fear. From the sea emerged a malevolent voice: "Did you think I wouldn’t guard against this move?!"
Behind him, slightly delayed, Lin Linzi silently chanted spells with a purple-gold alms bowl in hand.
The alms bowl exuded Buddhist light and demonic qi, covered in black lotus patterns, appearing mysterious, its nature—Buddhist treasure or demonic tool—unknown.
At this moment, the alms bowl emitted an overwhelming suction. The Buddhist light and chants from the relic turned into a golden river, flowing towards the bowl. Had it not been for Chu Xuan’s 42 golden hands grappling the relic tightly, even the relic would have fallen into the bowl.
This had to do with Chu Xuan not being a true Buddhist disciple. If the relic were in the hands of a venerable monk, it might have even countered the purple-gold alms bowl.
Due to this "miscalculation," the blood sea formed by the Blood Robe Old Monster immediately surged onto Chu Xuan. Qingqing, taken aback by his counterattack, was too late to assist, and screamed in shock.
The pursuing cultivators behind were filled with dread. Would Mo Luo Palace seize this chance?
But in the next second, a scream erupted from the blood sea!
The boundless blood sea was sliced in half, a dazzlingly beautiful blood light flashed, containing an ancient, destructive, and bloody blade intent, emanating from the sea.
Any cultivator in its path was cut in halves without a sound, their souls extinguished.
Amidst the falling blood rain, a cold voice echoed word by word:
"The thousands of furnaces extinguish, red blossoms of bloody aroma!"
It was the Ultimate Intent Blade Technique Chu Xuan had comprehended on the Ancient Battlefield. Despite his current cultivation, even with the battles from the Celestial Evil Period aiding, mastering "blade intent" within half a year was swift.
But with two major realms separating Chu Xuan and the Blood Robe Old Monster, delivering a decisive blow was challenging.
Yet the "Blood Spirit Scripture" Deng Qiu’en cultivated, perhaps created by the original "Blood Spirit," made its magical power not just ineffective but also nourishment, further strengthening the blade technique.
Thus, as the blade descended, the Blood Robe Old Monster only managed a scream as his soul, body, vitality, and life were entirely obliterated...
A terrifying sixth-realm entity, yet in front of Chu Xuan, slain with a single strike, left the pursuing cultivators in shock and retreating in greater fear.
Fortunately, after prior painful lessons, this time the siege formation was more sparse. The cultivators were intimidated by Chu Xuan, fearing he might unleash another wide-area killing move. Even those who caught up hesitated, thinking: better a dead friend than a dead me.
Thus, not many ended up accompanying the Blood Robe Old Monster to the grave, though Lin Linzi, caught off-guard, was hit by the blade intent. Without the purple-gold alms bowl’s block, he might have perished on the spot.
Even so, he was severely injured, his body severed in half, quickly turning into rolling demon smoke to flee in terror.
"You haven’t even mastered the ’Blood God’s Undying Body,’ and you dare boast before me?"
Chu Xuan coldly watched the blood scatter across the sky, casually taking Deng Qiu’en’s storage artifact, and scanned the terrified cultivators, before turning and flying with Qingqing towards the Grotto Heaven’s exit.