Chapter 2057: Invincible
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were fixated on the silvery figure, many thoughts coming to mind and he was in disbelief.
Who is Xue Lingxian? The most senior disciple of the Blood God, the first shenzi of the Sect of the Blood God, a distinguished figure in ancient times, and the most talented person who almost attained godship.
It was the rules and methods established by Xue Lingxuan that enabled the Sect of the Blood God to dominate the Blackdemon Realm for tens of thousands of years.
Zhang Ruochen had a deep impression of Xue Lingxian, who was his opponent during the selection of shenzi back then.
Of course, it was only Xue Lingxian’s incorporeal body in his youth, and his strength was far inferior to the actual body. So Zhang Ruochen could defeat him.
And Xue Lingxian was apparently no longer the incorporeal body back then. He now exuded a tsunami of aura, so powerful that most people in the Sect of the Blood God could not breathe.
“How could it be a manifestation of sacred will?” Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly as he knew Xue Lingxian was what it was all about now.
Xue Lingxian appearing on the Blood God Altar seemed real, almost indistinguishable from the actual body, but it was only a manifestation of the sacred will.
“Did Xue Lingxian not betray the Sect of the Blood God and was he not killed by the Blood God? In that case, it would be impossible for the Xue Lingxian’s sacred will to be preserved in the Blood God Altar. Is there any untold story behind this?” Zhang Ruochen had many questions on his mind.
It was even more strange that Xue Lingxian’s manifestation of the sacred will wanted to guard the Sect of the Blood God. Should he not hate the sect?
Both Zhou Yu and Mosheng looked grim, as they both had sensed a suffocating force in this man with the head of a human and the body of a snake.
They really did not expect another powerhouse of the Sect of the Blood God to appear at this critical moment.
“The head of a human, the body of a snake, and a silvery body—could he be Xue Lingxian, as mentioned by Grand Master? But Xue Lingxian should have been killed long ago. How could he appear at this time?”
“Not an actual body, but just a manifestation of the sacred will, huh?”
There was a strange look in Mosheng’s eyes before he smirked.
Zhou Yu also breathed a sigh of relief when he knew the true form of Xue Lingxian.
No matter how powerful Xue Lingxian used to be, and even if the sacred will possessed the same coercive power of the true body, it could be as powerful as the true body in actual combat.
The sacred will of Xue Lingxian should have weakened considerably, if not dissipated entirely after over 100,000 years. No way it could still wield the same power as it was in the past.
“You all are from Darkdemon Realm, huh? How dare you!”
There was an implacable look in Xue Lingxian’s eyes when he sensed the Darkdemon energy in cultivators like Mosheng.
In Xue Lingxian’s eyes, the Darkdemon cultivators were just slaves and followers of the Sect of the Blood God. It was traitorous for them to attack the sect.
A cold, murderous light flashed in Mosheng’s eyes. “How dare a mere manifestation of the sacred will yell in front of me and try to stop the bloodbath of the Sect of the Blood God! I will first kill you myself!”
While speaking, he spurred the Wheel of the Nether Sun, changing its direction to train it at Xue Lingxian.
“How dare you!” Xue Lingxian shouted and extended his right hand.
The skin on his right arm turned silvery in an instant. It looked as if it was made of silver with metallic luster on it, emitting 999 layers of silvery sacred light.
His right arm was getting longer and thicker at the same time, until it swelled to 10,000 times its original size, covering half of the Sect of the Blood God, as if it was corralling everything in it.
“Blood God Five-Finger Mark!”
Zhang Ruochen’s heart missed a beat when he recognized this saint technique performed by Xue Lingxian.
Back then, during the shenzi selection process, the incorporeal body of Xue Lingxian had also performed the same saint technique.
Blood God Five-Finger Mark was an overpowering saint technique invented by the Blood God. It has three levels, corresponding to the beginner, intermediate, and advanced saint techniques.
The difficulty of practicing this saint technique is extremely high. Few people in the Sect of the Blood God had mastered it successfully.
Zhang Ruochen could see that Blood God Five-Finger Mark performed by Xue Lingxian at this moment was of the advanced saint technique. It was so powerful that it could even pluck the stars out of the outer sky.
With the big silvery hand sticking out, the Precepts and vitality of heavens and the earth gathered quickly from all directions.
The gigantic hand of thousands of yards hit the Wheel of the Nether Sun.
There was no explosion or anything. The gigantic silvery hand of Xue Lingxian simply grabbed the Wheel of the Nether Sun and confined it within.
The divine light on the surface of the Wheel of the Nether Sun dimmed as the divine power was suppressed.
“How could this be possible?”
Mosheng was wide-eyed, looking in disbelief.
With his strength driving the Wheel of the Nether Sun, he was powerful enough to inflict grievous hurt to a Neverwither Supreme Saint and destroy the stars in the outer sky.
How could someone suppress all that with just one hand?
But what happened in front of him spoke for itself. It was not up to Mosheng not to believe it.
Under the suppression from the silvery gigantic hand, the Wheel of the Nether Sun quickly shrank, and its power was restrained.
But the gigantic silvery hand did not stop there. It continued to grab at Mosheng.
“Shit!”
Mosheng’s expression changed drastically.
Judging by how easily the Wheel of the Nether Sun was suppressed, he knew he was no match for Xue Lingxian. There was an absolute difference in strength between him and Xue Lingxian.
Seeing that he could no longer dodge the gigantic silvery hand, he desperately fused himself with the Blade of the Voracious Wolf to perform the most powerful move ever.
Zing!
The Blade of the Voracious Wolf was so powerful that it left a pitch-black fissure in the dimension as it slashed across the air. It was nothing short of indestructible.
Clunk!
The gigantic silvery hand burst with silvery spark as the Blade of the Voracious Wolf hit it. But it could not cause any damage to it.
The gigantic silvery hand closed and grabbed the Wheel of the Nether Sun and the Blade of the Voracious Wolf.
Mosheng reacted extremely quickly. He separated from the Blade of the Voracious Wolf and wanted to perform an Unmarked Demonic Technique.
Unfortunately, the gigantic silvery hand was too powerful for it, and immobilized it in an instant.
There was a look of horror in Mosheng’s eyes. He did not expect that the sacred will of Xue Lingxian could be so powerful.
On the other side, Zhou Yu fled with no hesitation when he saw how the gigantic silvery hand suppressed the Wheel of the Nether Sun.
As much as he was stronger than Mosheng, he knew he was still no match for Xue Lingxian. It was stupid for him to fight against a mean opponent like this.
“Where are you going?”
Xue Lingxian had noticed Zhou Yu in the first instance and quickly reached out his other hand.
In the same way, the skin of this arm also turned silvery, with 999 layers of silvery sacred light appearing on the surface and expanding at a speed ten thousand times faster than Zhou Yu could run.
“Damn it!” Zhou Yu’s heart skipped a beat when a strong sense of danger hit him.
He turned around spontaneously and cast out the Divine Book of Light, knowing that in no way he could dodge the gigantic silvery hand. A powerful, eternal, divine power of Light was set off, creating ocean wavelike dimensional ripples to clash with the gigantic silvery hand.
Clash!
The gigantic silvery hand stopped momentarily, suffering no damage before it continued to grab at Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu ended up following Mosheng’s footsteps. Together with the Divine Book of Light and the Azure Dragon, he was suppressed by the gigantic silvery hand.
Bao Lie and the others could not help gasping in awe upon seeing what happened.
What an ability! Not even the most powerful men like Mosheng and Zhou Yu could fight back.
Zhang Ruochen’s heart skipped a beat. He had mastered two advanced saint techniques, but he was not even one-tenth as strong as Xue Lingxian was.
“Run!” A group of Darkdemon cultivators came to their senses. The first thing that came to mind was to flee the Sect of the Blood God.
These Darkdemon cultivators, including Zhuo Gu and Zuo Li, fled.
Even Mo Sheng and Zhou Yu were suppressed. How could they have the courage to fight against Xue Lingxian when even Mosheng and Zhou Yu had been suppressed?
“No one gets away!” The merciless voice of Xue Lingxian came.
A ball of silvery lightning flew out of his mouth.
Pang!
The silvery lightning exploded and turned into a massive net that covered the entire Sect of the Blood God.
“Argh!”
The Darkdemon cultivators plunged from mid-air amid a series of screams.
“Break!”
Zhuo Gu wielded the Purple Gold Demonic Spear and pierced it upward with all his strength.
The massive net of silvery lighting did not budge a bit.
Instead, a terrifying force of lightning traveled down Zhuo Gu’s body through the Purple Gold Demonic Spear upon contact.
“Argh!”
Zhuo Gu let out a scream, his body instantly paralyzed as he plunged straight down from the air.
Even Zhuo Gu had ended up like this, not to mention other Darkdemon cultivators.
Over 800 Saint King cultivators from Darkdemon Realm were confined in the net of lightning in the blink of an eye.
Xue Lingxian could strike these cultivators into ashes if he willed.
Xue Lingxian suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing like lightning.
“The Immortal Vampires? How dare you peek at the Sect of the Blood God! You must have a death wish!” Xue Lingxian struck out his snake tail covered in silvery scales like lightning.
The snake tail rapidly extended. As if a war spear that could pierce through the sky, it was extremely sharp.
Above a thick black cloud in the sky stood a heroic figure, who had long red hair, and red pupils with a demonic vibe.
If Zhang Ruochen saw this person, he would immediately recognize him—Xuetu, the shenzi who previously besieged the Sword Vault Palace.
At first, Xuetu was quietly watching the battle going on in the Sect of the Blood God high in the air, thinking of striking only at the right moment. The appearance of Xue Lingxian was the last thing he expected.
Xuetu had immediately concealed his breath and hidden in the dark cloud when he realized that things had gone wrong with the emergence of Xue Lingxian.
He was even more shocked when he saw how Mosheng and Zhou Yu were suppressed. Not wanting to be reckless and catch Xue Lingxian’s attention, he stayed completely silent, waiting for the right moment to flee.
But Xue Lingxian has still spotted him with his sharp senses.
“Damn it! How could the sacred will of Xue Lingxian be so powerful?”
Xuetu cursed in his mind. Coming out of hiding, he immediately cast out the Seamless Purgatory Tower, trying to stop the snake tail that thrust toward him like lightning.
No way he could not feel it. The snake tail was extremely lethal. Once stabbed, he would be seriously injured.
The snake tail was as quick as lightning and as strong as divine metal. It had risen thousands of yards high in the sky in the blink of an eye and collided with the Seamless Purgatory Tower.
Powered by Xuetu, the Infernal Purgatory Tower became hundreds of yards tall. Raging hell fire spurted out, burning so violently that the dimension started to distort.
Bang!
The Seamless Purgatory Tower was sent flying out backward upon colliding with the snake tail. Its fire quickly died out as its strength was suppressed.
The snake tail pierced through Xuetu’s body before he could escape.
“I—I can’t believe it… so strong.”
Xuetu’s voice trembled, horror filling his eyes.
Penetrated by the snake tail, Xue Tu felt his body become numb. He was paralyzed.
Those people watching the battle could not see what happened when Xue Lingxian struck at Mosheng and Zhou Yu. They just felt a terrifying energy in the Sect of the Blood God.
But when Xue Lingxian’s snake tail shot up into the sky and hit Xuetu, everyone realized what was happening.
What they saw shocked them beyond words.
“He is Xuetu, the shenzi of the Immortal Vampires who possesses the Seamless Purgatory Tower. He is the second-level below Supreme Sainthood. Yet he could not even stand a chance.”
“I thought the Sect of the Blood God had long declined? How come there still exists such a powerful being?”
“The thing is, this guy has been lying low all this while. He waited until Darkdemon cultivators and Zhou Yu entered the Sect of the Blood God before he struck.”
“Perhaps it is his strategy. He wants to wipe out all those who attack the Sect of the Blood God at once. Since he can free up a hand to deal with Shenzi Xuetu, it seems that those who storm into the Sect of the Blood God are done for.”
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Everyone gasped in horror when they thought of what happened inside the Sect of the Blood God.
If the Darkdemon cultivators and Zhou Yu were really wiped out, it would be the most shocking news ever.
Once the news spreads, those powerful cultivators of Heavenly Realm and Blackdemon Realm would be furious. The impact would be greater than that of the battle of Peacock Manor.
Whoosh!
The silvery snake tail retracted instantly, bringing along Xuetu and the Seamless Purgatory Tower into the Sect of the Blood God that had now sunk into the ground.
Those cultivators on Yingzhu Peak were all wide-eyed. They had never expected that Xue Lingxian would be so powerful—so much so that he could defeat and capture three notoriously powerful cultivators in a row.
Probably Yan Wushen and the Four Heavenly Kings of the Celestial Palace were the only ones who could pose a challenge to him, and would probably still lose.
There was a loud rumble as the entire Sect of the Blood God rose.
It did not take long before the Sect of the Blood God rose to a height where it was level with its surrounding landscape.
It still continued to rise until it was four hundred yards higher than its surroundings.
A strong blood mist shrouded the Sect of the Blood God in what might look like a blood cocoon. No one on the outside could see what was happening inside the sect.
Zhang Ruochen knew it was not the Sect of the Blood God had risen, but the land surrounding it was damaged—a hundred yards of soil had been slashed away
“Who is this, Junior Brother?” Bao Lie asked in curiosity.
Other people were just as curious as he was about the identity of Xue Lingxian.
Zhang Ruochen came out of his thoughts and let out a long sigh. “He is Xue Lingxian, a senior disciple of the Blood God and a distinguished figure in the ancient times.”
Bao Lie, and the others gasped in fear and astonishment.
They might not have heard the name Xue Lingxian, but they definitely knew the Blood God well. It sent a mental shock wave among them when they heard this guy was the senior disciple of the Blood God.
Zhang Ruochen did not elaborate further. He collected himself. Still grappling with his injury, he performed a Dimensional Shift and came in front of the Blood God Altar in an instant.
“Xue Lingxian, are you dead or are you alive in a different form?” Zhang Ruochen confronted Xue Lingxian’s manifestation of the scared will.
There was not a hint of fear on Zhang Ruochen’s face despite the powerful aura exuding from Xue Lingxian.
Xue Lingxian looked at Zhang Ruochen as he subdued Zhou Yu, Mosheng, and Xuetu on one side with the power of the Blood God Altar.
Xue Lingxian spoke to him with a condescending tone of voice at the next moment. “As a grand master, you have failed not only to attain Supreme Sainthood but also to protect the sect from foreign invasion. You are simply inept.”
Zhang Ruochen could not find a word to respond.
He could not help it. The Sect of the Blood God was in its glory days 100,000 years ago. Back then, there were multiple Supreme Saints in the sect at any given time. Whoever wanted to become the leader must have first attained Supreme Sainthood back then.
In that era, countless forces had to kowtow to the Sect of the Blood God. Being attacked was something unimaginable.
“The strength that took me much difficulty to gather has been exhausted in just a while.”
Xue Lingxian let out a soft sigh. The manifestation of his sacred will faded into a current of air as it returned to the Blood God Altar.
“Something’s wrong. Is Xue Lingxian really just as simple as the manifestation of his sacred will?” Zhang Ruochen ran his finger over the pile of bones on the Blood God Altar and decided to enter to do some investigation.