While Celestial Garment was daydreaming, the middle-aged man in the lead was still sensing the faint battle aura that spread for millions of kilometers.
The middle-aged man was called Xuan Shang, an early-stage Dao Enlightenment Supremacy. He was an elder of the Blackheaven Gate, a star-class sect of the Xuanluo Immortal Kingdom.
The mission was to bring the new disciples of the fifth year to the Hell of Rakshasa to complete the trial mission.
The trial mission was very simple. Each new disciple had to kill a Rakshasa of the same realm by themselves and bring the corpse back to the Blackheaven Gate to become an official disciple of the Blackheaven Gate.
Xuan Shang had led teams many times and was very experienced. However, the wind that blew over just now made him suspicious.
"Why have I never seen this kind of battle aura before …"
To be able to become an elder of a star-class sect of the Bone-burial Steppes, Xuan Shang was even more powerful than Chu Tiankuo. Even so, the battle aura from millions of kilometers away still confused him.
"Patriarch, why did you stop?"
A young immortal at the front of the line walked up and asked Xuan Shang.
Xuan Shang frowned and scolded, "Xuanxin, call me elder when we're outside!"
"Yes, Sun … I understand." Xuanxin quickly admitted his mistake and asked, "Did you encounter Rakshasa?"
Xuan Shang shook his head. "We're still more than two million kilometers away from the Hell of Rakshasa. However, I feel that there's someone fighting ahead."
Xuanxin's eyes lit up. "That's good news. Elder … Elder, if there's internal strife in Rakshasa, we can go there and take advantage of it …"
"Hmph, naive!" Xuan Shang scolded, "You've stayed in the Bone-burial Steppes for five years, but you're still like this. I shouldn't have let you come in the first place!"
Xuanxin shrunk his neck and laughed dryly. "You're right, Elder. What should we do?"
Xuan Shang pondered and said, "It's better to avoid trouble. Go slowly and take a look when there's a chance. Your trial is the most important."
Hearing this, Xuan Xin immediately said, "Old Ancestor, the first place of the trial must be mine …"
"Humph, good-for-nothing!"
Xuan Shang reprimanded. He could not help but glance at Celestial Garment and Chu Lingxian at the back of the group. The two of them were actually resisting the pressure of the world as they advanced, using it to gain enlightenment.
"I've only been in the Bone-burying Steppes for half a year, and the Heaven Resisting Bracelet's level has already reached 866 or 87. The Tian and Ling families have produced two geniuses …"
Immortal Xuan Shang's eyes flashed with anger as she recalled the incident of the Three Thousand Worlds Birth.
"Since Senior Immortal Xuanye has set the tone to target the two clans, I can't screw up here. Fine, even if these two people can't die, this elder will make them suffer!"
With a decision made, the stealthy team from the Mysterious Heaven Sect set out once again. Although they were moving slowly, they were heading straight for the battlefield millions of kilometers away.
At this time, the battle on the battlefield was in full swing.
There was another earth-shattering clap of thunder, and the two scarred bodies finally separated. The sound of dragon-like breathing rang out from the chests of the two people.
Looking at the body cultivator in front of him, there was no longer a trace of contempt in Roquín's eyes.
"It's been half an hour and there's no clear victor. When did such a body cultivator appear in the Bone-burying Steppes …"
In addition to not daring to look down on him anymore, Roquín's heart was also filled with fear.
And this fear came from the four words that Xie Tian cared about the most — fighting style!
Below the emperor level, there were only a few hundred inauspicious stars of the three realms of Rakshasa Prison in Rakshasa, and every one of them was a supreme genius who walked out of the inauspicious star Rakshasa Temple.
These prides of Rakshasa Prison, in addition to cultivating and experiencing all kinds of life and death trials in the inauspicious star Rakshasa Temple, had one most important thing — to obtain the Ancient Blood Sutra!
The Ancient Blood Sutra was the fundamental guarantee for the Rakshasa Clan to run amok in the universe.
Cultivating this ancient sutra would allow the Rakshasa Clan to predict the enemy's movements in battle and be invincible!
It was a pity that the Ancient Blood Sutra was too obscure. Not to mention the emperor of Rakshasa, even the inauspicious star Rakshasa Clan would not be able to comprehend it.
And the existence of the inauspicious star Rakshasa Temple provided the inauspicious star Rakshasa Clan with the only opportunity to comprehend it.
However, what made Roquín afraid was that the fundamental guarantee for the Rakshasa Clan to run amok in the universe was actually blocked by this body cultivator in front of him!
"Impossible. Although I have only comprehended less than 10% of the Ancient Blood Sutra, even a genius who has cultivated the Battle Sage Celestial Art to 40% of its charm would not be able to match it. How can a mere body cultivator resist it …"
At this time, the figure of Luo Hai also appeared in Xie Tian's mind.
"Compared to Luo Hai, Roquín's battle strength is a notch lower, and his ability to predict the enemy's movements is also much weaker …"
Xie Tian understood that even though they were both barons of the inauspicious star Rakshasa, there was still a difference.
At least in his opinion, that Luo Yin was much more terrifying than Luo Hai, and Luo Hai, whom he had fought until both sides were injured, was stronger than Roquín. On top of that, his cultivation level had broken through to the Heaven Breaking Tier, and his battle strength had soared. Although this battle was difficult, there was no suspense in the outcome.
"Unfortunately, I still can't see through this kind of battle method …"
At this point, Xie Tian simply gave up on the idea of seeing through it.
"Time is pressing, let's end the battle …"
After taking a deep breath, Xie Tian finally used the Battle Sage Celestial Art!
Crack!
As if the sky was cracking, Roquín raised his head in shock and saw an extremely domineering will descend!
"Battle, Battle Sage Celestial Will?"
When he saw this, Roquín's eyes bulged, and his heart was filled with disbelief. "He fought with me for an hour, and he, he still hasn't used his full strength!"
In the next instant, his expression suddenly twisted with jealousy, and a monstrous killing intent burst forth. "Die!"
When the battle started again, Xuan Shang stopped again, and his eyes were as sharp as needles.
"Battle Sage Celestial Will …"
When he heard these words, Xuanxin was shocked, and he said in shock, "Battle Sage Celestial Will? H-h-how is this possible? "
"It's indeed unbelievable …" Xuan Shang's heart also began to beat rapidly. "Could it be a Celestial Lord … No, a battle between Celestial Lords can't be this powerful. It must be a Celestial Realm prodigy that attracted the Battle Sage Celestial Will …"
When Xuanxin heard this, his hair stood on end, and he said in a trembling voice, "Only a few people on the Ranking of Eight Immortals have attracted the Battle Sage Celestial Will once. Why would they enter deep into the Bloody Burial Plains?"
"You're a frog in a well," Xuan Shang said coldly, "If they're not from the Xuanluo Immortal Kingdom, can't they be from other Celestial Realms? Stop talking nonsense, let's go! "
"This is the Upper Realm …"
Feeling the faint Battle Sage Celestial Will, Celestial Garment murmured softly, "Xie Tian, this place where prodigies are as many as the clouds is the place where you should stay …"
Another hour passed, and when the Battle Sage Celestial Will descended, Roquín's disadvantage finally turned into defeat!
"Heaven's Tears!"
Bam!
Poof!
The towering Rakshasa's body was sent flying by Xie Tian's punch, and Roquín vomited blood continuously!
"Body cultivator, you'll definitely die today!"
After being defeated by a nameless body cultivator, Roquín forgot about his brother's death, forgot about the inauspicious star Rakshasa's pride, and forgot about life and death. His ruthless eyes that only cared about victory and defeat suddenly turned scarlet red!
"Inauspicious star Rakshasa, Baron Roquín, Bloodline Ignition, Death Stare!"
At this moment, be it Xie Qing, the Battle Sage Celestial Art, or even Xie Tian's own intuition, all of them were frantically warning him!
"This move again!"
However, compared to before, the power of the Death Stare that Roquín used through his eyes had increased by more than ten times!
Xie Tian felt that his golden divine soul was about to be pulled into a cold, lifeless abyss!
"This is the full form of his blood essence …"
At this critical moment, a flash of brilliance flashed across Xie Tian's calm, blood-red eyes.
"Shaman!"
The towering Zhu Yan suddenly changed!
In the vast heaven and earth, the Shaman Chant soared into the sky!
The Shaman Fist struck out!
Seeing this scene, Roquín's scalp almost exploded!
"Run!"
An unprecedented sense of death filled his heart. Before the Death Stare completely formed, Roquín hurriedly released it, turned around, and flew away.
"His combat strength is higher than mine, but if I run away, he won't be able to stop me. Wait until I get back …"
At this moment, Xie Tian's cold voice rang out, causing Luo Jin's soul to leave his body. Everyone in Demonic Moon was scared out of their wits.
"If you can run away, my two hours would have been wasted, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Shaman Fist struck out, but it didn't hit Roquín, but somewhere in the void.
Bang!
It was as if the void that was hit was the gate to the underworld …
As soon as the gate shattered, millions of fists that had existed for god knows how long appeared in the world, forming mysterious trajectories …
And these trajectories formed a huge pattern …
In Mu Ye's eyes, this pattern was extremely crude and even a prototype.
But now, as soon as it was formed, it drank the blood of the inauspicious star, Rakshasa!
"Trap, trap, he, he's the Nether Cave Killer …"
Before the last shocking realization of his life could form, millions of fists covered Roquín's body, but no sound was made.
As his head drooped, the inauspicious star, Rakshasa, Roquín, died. His gray eyes were filled with disbelief.
It was as if he had seen many unbelievable things in the last moment of his life.
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