There were no more than five youths of the hidden martial arts strain who could comprehend three rite of passage martial arts. He could also tell that Mo Wen was rather young. He was so young that he found it hard to believe.
In the hidden martial arts strain, those below the age of 50 were considered youths. Those between 50 and 100 were considered to be in their prime. Those between 100 and 150 were considered middle-aged.
Those above 150 were considered old.
The warriors of the hidden martial arts strain all had profound cultivation. Even the weakest one was extraordinary in the outside world. Naturally, their age could not be compared to that of ordinary people.
On the surface, Lord Merciless looked like an ordinary youth in his twenties. In reality, he was already in his forties, close to 50.
In the hidden martial arts strain, a person in his twenties was no different from a child who had just come into contact with the martial arts.
Such a child had actually mastered three rite of passage martial arts. Such a thing was almost unheard of in the hidden martial arts strain.
"Your talent surprises me. However, I am also very excited to be able to kill a genius with my own hands. You can only blame yourself for showing off too much and not knowing how to restrain yourself."
Lord Merciless looked deeply at Mo Wen. Since he had a grudge with such a genius, he had to kill him while he was still in the cradle. Otherwise, he would be raising a tiger and causing endless trouble in the future.
"You keep saying that you want to kill me. I find it strange. So far, have you done it?" Mo Wen said lightly. Lord Merciless's arrogant attitude was somewhat laughable. He was too full of himself. In the eyes of others, he was just a joke.
Mo Wen's martial arts master was the Star Emperor. Even though the Star Emperor's afterimage had only taught him a few moves, his level was far beyond that of an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner. Even those ancient martial art practitioners who had become immortal were like fireflies compared to the bright moon. Other than his own comprehension, the Star Emperor's guidance was the most important reason why Mo Wen could comprehend three of the Seven Glory techniques.
"You think too highly of yourself. Die."
A vicious look flashed in Lord Merciless's eyes. At the same time, a crimson halo lit up. The crimson halo was like a sea of blood, instantly covering a radius of a thousand meters.
It was too fast. Mo Wen did not even have time to dodge. He was instantly enveloped by the sea of blood.
The smell of blood assailed his nostrils. His entire body sank involuntarily, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.
"Raging Blood Sea! The legendary Blood Fiend Palace's top secret martial art. "
A thousand meters away, Shao Ji gasped as he looked at the sea of blood in fear. As the Young Temple Leader of the Ming Temple, he naturally had his pride. However, the reason why he was so servile in front of Lord Merciless was because he knew Lord Merciless's identity.
In the Hua Xia ancient martial art world, there were very few sects that the Ming Temple could not afford to offend. The Blood Evil Temple was one of them. As the Young Temple Leader of the Ming Temple, he naturally knew some secrets regarding the hidden martial arts strain. The Blood Evil Temple was a top existence even within the hidden martial arts strain.
Back then, under the leadership of the 34th cult leader, when the Ming Cult was at its peak of power, they were also very wary of the sects of the Hidden Martial Arts Strain. Fortunately, the hidden martial arts strain was almost always hidden from the world and rarely appeared in the Jianghu, unless something major happened. That was why the Ming Cult could easily dominate the martial arts circle in the past.
"Mo Wen is dead for sure this time."
A ferocious look flashed in Shao Ji's eyes. He had forced Lord Merciless to unleash the Raging Blood Sea. If he did not die, who would?
Lord Merciless was in the sea of blood. The waves churned and his entire body was dyed red. He was like a demon king in hell. He walked slowly, leisurely stepping on the waves. Since Mo Wen had fallen into his sea of blood, only death awaited him.
"So, it's also a rite of passage martial art."
A light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes and his expression turned serious. The sea of blood before him contained an endless killing intent. Not only did it bind him like a cage, but it was also constantly corroding his Inner Qi, wearing him down bit by bit.
"Do you think that you are the only one in the world who has mastered rite of passage martial arts? Your skills are too shallow. Compared to me, you are still far behind, "Lord Merciless said with a cold smile.
Although Mo Wen had also mastered rite of passage martial arts, and more than one, Mo Wen's cultivation was too shallow. Compared to Lord Merciless, Mo Wen was still a distance away. Also, Lord Merciless's Raging Blood Sea was a martial art that matched his own cultivation method. They came from the same source, so its power was naturally greater. Mo Wen's Seven Glory techniques were inherited from the Star Emperor. However, apart from these few martial arts techniques, he had not received any other inheritance from the Star Emperor. Hence, he was not particularly proficient in using the three Glory techniques.
"Die for me!"
When he said these words again, Lord Merciless was full of confidence. He did not believe that Mo Wen, who was trapped in the sea of blood, could escape again.
The waves of blood surged. Lord Merciless's body released a terrifying crimson light. A huge crimson hand appeared above Mo Wen's head and viciously grabbed at him.
The surrounding Sea of Blood also started to boil in an instant. With Mo Wen at the center, it trapped him tightly.
…
A hundred miles away, while the two of them were fighting, a dreamy, illusory figure quietly appeared. The person was hazy and surrounded by colorful bubbles. They were dazzling, but they also covered her true body and appearance.
She stood on a rock and looked in the direction where Lord Merciless and Mo Wen were fighting. A look of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Such a heavy killing intent. That red light should be the Raging Blood Sea of the Blood Evil Temple. Who is fighting with Lord Merciless? He has actually forced him to unleash the Raging Blood Sea of the Blood Evil Temple."
"Interesting. Perhaps there will be a show to watch."
As the mysterious figure spoke, her entire person disappeared without a trace. Her concealment technique was so superb that it made people's hair stand on end.
…
The huge crimson palm covered the top of their heads like a crimson cloud. The terrifying pressure seemed to be able to crush a mountain. Even Shao Ji, who was a thousand meters away, felt a suffocating pressure.
"As expected of a rite of passage martial art. It is so terrifying. I heard that this Lord Merciless once fought with a Martial Arts Grandmaster third realm ancient martial art practitioner. Not only did he not lose, but he also seriously injured his opponent. Even father is most likely not a match for him. In the entire Ming Temple, perhaps only the Patriarch, who is in seclusion, can crush him. "
Shao Ji drew in a cold breath. Lord Merciless was just a young strong practitioner of the Blood Evil Temple, but he was already so terrifying. No wonder father's expression was filled with fear when he talked about the Blood Evil Temple.
"You are indeed very powerful."
Mo Wen sighed. Lord Merciless was so young, but he was able to grasp a rite of passage martial art. His talent naturally went without saying. Lord Merciless, who had cultivated a rite of passage martial art, was most likely a notch stronger than the Blood Kindred Pinnacle Grand Earl. Mo Wen was most likely no match for him.
"Are you finally willing to face reality now?" Lord Merciless laughed coldly. He stood at the tip of the crimson wave. His crimson robes fluttered even though there was no wind. His aura was unparalleled.
To him, and even to the Blood Evil Temple, it was not a bad thing to be able to kill such a monstrous genius. Even though they were all members of the hidden martial arts strain, there was still a lot of competition. The Blood Evil Temple was not without competitors. This youth was so young, but he already had such a terrifying genius. If he was allowed to grow, his future would most likely be limitless. In particular, Lord Merciless suspected that Mo Wen was very likely to belong to a sect that was hostile to the Blood Evil Temple. It was impossible for ordinary sects to nurture such a genius.
"Is this your eighth move?" Mo Wen ignored Lord Merciless's arrogance. Instead, he suddenly asked a question out of the blue.
Lord Merciless was slightly stunned. Then, he sneered and said, "You are still thinking about your eighth move? As expected, you are indeed stupid. Do you think there is any meaning to this?"
"No, I am just thinking about whether after this move, you still have other moves that can complete the ninth and tenth moves. I think you are also at your wit's end."
Mo Wen shook his head. Lord Merciless had even used a rite of passage martial art. Even if he still had other moves, they most likely would be his last resort. However, in the dangerous Red Stone forest, Lord Merciless clearly would not easily fight with his life on the line. That would be equivalent to putting himself in danger.
"What a joke. Do you think I still need other moves? You are like a dead duck that refuses to admit defeat. Later, I will make your soul scatter. " Lord Merciless looked at Mo Wen as though he was looking at a dead man, and this dead man was just putting up a futile struggle. Lord Merciless loved to see the expression of his prey when they were in despair. However, Mo Wen's expression was clearly not his type.
"Young man, it is not a good thing to be too confident. Today, you have won. However, there is still time. I will seek guidance from your ninth and tenth moves in the future. I only hope that you can still be as confident as before."
Mo Wen shook his head. His tone was very old-fashioned. He looked as though Lord Merciless was just a junior.
Shao Ji rolled his eyes. Pretentious! Continue pretending! Mo Wen was about to die, but he was still so stubborn. However, Shao Ji was also quite impressed. This person really cared more about his face than his life. With Mo Wen's ability, he might have been able to escape if he had escaped from the beginning. However, now that he was trapped in Lord Merciless's Raging Blood Sea, only death awaited him.
Lord Merciless was also so angry that his eyes were filled with killing intent. He had never seen such a person before. Even before he died, Lord Merciless had to pretend as though he was the winner. How infuriating was that?
"I have changed my mind. I am not going to kill you. I am going to capture you alive and torture you a hundred times a day. I will make you beg for death …"
Lord Merciless's voice was like a sinister wind from the depths of hell. However, before he could finish speaking, two beams of light, one black and one gold, shot up into the sky and into the clouds. They were two completely different powers. Their attributes were opposite, and they reinforced and restrained each other. One was hot and one was cold, but they strangely fused together.
A Yin Yang Eight Trigram quietly appeared above the Blood Sea. With Mo Wen as the center, it slowly spun.
The Blood Sea seemed to be attracted by a strange power. It gave up on suppressing Mo Wen and instead started to spin irregularly.
A golden light flashed on Mo Wen's body. The next moment, his entire person charged out of the Blood Sea. In an instant, he had traversed thousands of meters and appeared on the other side of the mountain peak.
"What is that thing?"
Shao Ji, who was in the distance, looked at the Eight Trigram in shock. He could not sense any aura from the Eight Trigram, but he could not help but feel a sense of mystery and greatness.
"Another rite of passage martial arts. What do you take rite of passage martial arts for? How is this possible? "
Lord Merciless's expression instantly darkened to the extreme. It was another rite of passage martial arts. Moreover, this rite of passage martial arts was very special. It seemed to be formed by the fusion of two kinds of rite of passage martial arts. It was incomparably mysterious and was a level higher than his Raging Blood Sea.
Also, the technique that Mo Wen cultivated was compatible with this rite of passage martial arts. They complemented each other and their power was rather extraordinary. This was completely different from the three rite of passage martial arts that he had unleashed before. His Raging Blood Sea was instantly restrained by the mysterious Eight Trigram.
The Eight Trigram only appeared for an instant. The next moment, it slowly disappeared. After all, Mo Wen's cultivation was limited and was far from Lord Merciless's. He could not truly resist Lord Merciless's power.
"You are only so-so. In the future, when you go out, stop talking about killing people. That will only make you a joke. You are still a little lacking if you want to kill me. I will come back for your ninth and tenth moves in the future. We will meet again. "
Mo Wen glanced coldly at Lord Merciless. Then, he turned into a beam of golden light and disappeared from his original spot in the blink of an eye. It was as though he had merged with the wind and disappeared in an instant.
Lord Merciless's expression was extremely ugly. Waves of red murderous aura surged out from his body, flickering. The mountain wind seemed to sense his anger and quieted down, not daring to provoke this enraged person.
Lord Merciless did not give chase because he knew that Mo Wen had mastered a rite of passage martial arts movement technique. Lord Merciless would not be able to help even if he gave chase. If Mo Wen wanted to run, Lord Merciless would not be able to stop him.
Shao Ji hid far away, not daring to show his face. His figure trembled slightly. If he appeared in front of Lord Merciless now, he would definitely be killed by the ruthless Lord Merciless to vent his anger. Shao Ji did not know about others, but Lord Merciless would definitely do so.
"Yo, isn't this Lord Merciless? What a temper. Who angered you to this extent?"
A playful voice suddenly sounded in the air. The voice was very graceful and gentle, like water that warmed one's heart. Anyone who heard this voice would feel at ease and enjoy it immensely. However, when this voice landed in Lord Merciless's ears, it was as though there were thorns hidden in the voice. His entire body ached.
There was actually someone hiding in the surroundings!
Clearly, this person had seen everything that had happened just now. The mocking tone in the voice caused Lord Merciless, who was originally on the verge of exploding, to completely explode.
"Who is it? You are seeking death! "
With a loud rumble, a boundless aura exploded from Lord Merciless's body. The mountain rocks on both sides of him could not withstand the terrifying aura and instantly shattered into dust. A pair of blood-red eyes instantly looked towards the source of the voice.
"Yo, what a temper. You can't blame others for your incompetence, can you?"
The voice was as playful and gentle as ever. It was not at all affected by Lord Merciless's ferocious aura.
It was a dream-like halo, surrounded by bubbles that constantly appeared. It was hazy, and the figure in the mist couldn't be seen clearly. However, from the graceful figure and the gentle voice, it could be determined that it was a woman.
"It's you!"
When Lord Merciless saw the woman, he held his breath. His temper actually calmed down for no reason. It was as though he had no choice but to hold it in. (To be continued.)
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