The scene on the Blood Cliff caused an uproar in Daoless City.
Everyone was looking forward to Su Fang defeating Ye Feixuan and bringing glory to the Eastern Xuan Divine Realm cultivators.
In the Carefree Divine Pavilion, Feng Zhenhua, Feng Han, and the other Feng Clan cultivators all shut their mouths.
The Pang and Chen Clan forefathers were surrounded by experts from all directions. Some of the experts who wouldn't even look at them before were toasting the two of them.
In Square Sky City, news was sent from Daoless City at the fastest speed.
After learning about Su Fang's performance, Square Sky City was in an uproar.
The Eastern Xuan Divine Realm's powerhouses, including Supreme Venerable Spring Autumn and Great Elder Changsun, also had hope for Su Fang.
Although they were all influential figures and didn't care too much about disputes of personal feelings, they were still very powerful.
However, the Jiuxuan Chosen One was very important. If Eastern Xuan's cultivators were defeated by a foreign cultivator in the Blood Valley's finals, they would be humiliated as well.
There was less than a hundred years until the end of the Blood Cliff.
The contestants grew impatient.
More than a dozen cultivators were affected by the murderous intent in the Blood Cliff due to their eagerness to win, and had to leave the Blood Valley.
Swoosh!
Ye Feixuan!
Who would have thought that Ye Feixuan would comprehend the law in the blood pattern and resonate with the Blood Cliff before the end?
Ye Feixuan, who was shrouded in the crimson halo, was in high spirits and full of ambition. A domineering aura that looked down on Dongxuan rose spontaneously.
Dongxuan's brilliant figure swayed, almost losing control of his Dao heart. In the end, he had to give up and admit defeat in his heart.
He couldn't help it. He was no match for Ye Feixuan when it came to comprehending the law.
Less than half an hour had passed.
The Blood Cliff let out a buzzing sound again. The sounds of killing converged together like an army of countless killing gods. The murderous aura overflowed the sky.
Ye Feixuan was shocked as he looked at Su Fang.
Su Fang was surrounded by layers of crimson halos, his figure almost invisible.
"One, two, three …"
The cultivators beside him counted the crimson halos around Su Fang with trembling voices.
Hiss! Hiss!
The result made many participants suck in a breath of cold air.
This time, there were forty-five blood-colored halos around Su Fang.
This also meant that he had comprehended the essence of the Slaughter Dao in the 45 blood tattoos and caused the blood cliff to resonate 45 times at the same time.
Counting carefully, from beginning to end, Su Fang had resonated with the blood cliff a total of ninety times.
The number of times Ye Feixuan resonated with the Blood Cliff was even more than Su Fang, but it wasn't as shocking as Su Fang's. It was really too shocking.
The way people looked at Su Fang was not as if they were looking at a normal person, but as if they were looking at a monster.
The monster youth opened his mouth and looked at Su Fang as if he was looking at a monster even more terrifying than himself.
Gu Tianchi muttered, "How did this monster do it?"
Dongxuan Huihuang was pale, his mouth dry and his head buzzing.
Losing to Ye Feixuan, he had no choice but to admit that his skills were inferior.
Who would have thought that he would lose to Su Fang again? Dongxuan Huihuang, a top genius of Tiange, found it hard to accept.
Ye Feixuan was shocked as well.
Then, he revealed a domineering smile. "Interesting … but this is good too. Otherwise, wouldn't this trip to Dongxuan be boring?"
"This ant, don't tell me he's cheating?" Li Sheng from Zhongxuan's Li Family was shocked.
He then looked at Ye Feixuan. "Ye Feixuan, you have to hold on. Don't let that kid surpass you."
Ye Feixuan smiled lightly. "It's more interesting when there's a challenge. When I kill him, I'll feel more accomplished."
After a moment of silence, the cultivators in Daoless City saw this scene and immediately burst into thunderous cheers.
"I was right, wasn't I? Su Fang will definitely amaze the world … "Luo Xiao Sword Sect's Grand Elder laughed heartily.
In fact, he was only guessing before. He would never have thought that Su Fang would be so amazing.
Supreme Elder Spring Autumn and Grand Elder Zhangsun looked at each other, shock and worry in each other's eyes.
The end of the trial was approaching day by day.
Most of the contestants under the blood cliff had given up on comprehending. Instead, they were waiting for Su Fang to create a miracle and surpass Ye Feixuan.
Some people were even waiting for Su Fang to create an even bigger miracle and break the record set by their predecessors.
It was not only the contestants.
In Daoless City, almost all the cultivators held their breaths, waiting for the shocking scene to appear.
Little did they know …
"The time for comprehension is up. Next, rest for a while, then open the Door of Massacre!"
The majestic voice of Jiuxuan's expert came from the sky, indicating that the time for comprehension of Slaughter Mountain's Blood Cliff was up.
Su Fang still failed to create a miracle.
Below the blood cliff, in Daoless City, there were waves of regretful and helpless sighs.
It was not that Su Fang did not want to surpass Ye Feibai.
It was that his comprehension method required a lot of time, and it was difficult for him to comprehend more precepts at the same time in a short time.
If he was given another thousand years, or even five hundred years, Su Fang was confident that he could comprehend nine more blood veins and tie the record set by his predecessors.
Although it was a pity, there was nothing to be regretful about. Comprehending the blood cliff and resonating with it, even if he broke the previous record, it would not be counted in the results. It would only be to gain fame for himself.
"The Path of Massacre is so vast. I have only grasped a little bit now. If I have the chance, I will come to the blood valley again and comprehend the Slaughter Mountain's Blood Cliff."
Su Fang looked at the blood cliff reluctantly.
There were more than ten thousand blood veins in the entire blood cliff, and Su Fang had only comprehended ninety of them.
This showed how vast the Path of Massacre was. If he wanted to reach the peak, he still had a long way to go.
Many contestants came to the valley on the right side of the Slaughter Mountain's Blood Cliff and stopped at the entrance.
The Jiuxuan expert said, "Rest for a hundred years and integrate the precepts and profundities that you have comprehended. After a hundred years, it will be the final test of the second stage and the beginning of the third stage. In order to give you enough time to recover, you can enter the mobile abode to cultivate. "
Comprehending the blood cliff for a thousand years was a huge test for every cultivator. They had to bear the impact of the killing intent at all times and comprehend the precepts of the Path of Massacre at the same time. No one could bear it.
Although a hundred years was short, it was better than nothing. Many contestants quickly sat down cross-legged on the ground and cherished this precious time.
There were also some cultivators with extraordinary abodes who entered the Xuan Bo's internal space to cultivate and recover.
As for the other contestants who did not move their abodes, they could only watch helplessly.
It was useless to master the Dao of Time. Restricted by the Blood Valley's precepts, it was difficult to create a Time Formation in the internal space of the Blood Valley.
Geniuses like Ye Feixuan, Dongxuan Huihuang, Li Sheng, and Gu Tianchi, as well as some cultivators from large forces and cultivation families, naturally did not lack Xuan Bo's that were similar to mobile abodes.
The Peach Soul Sky-Traversing Vessel that Su Fang had obtained from Ye Feibai was also a mobile abode. It was a pity that it was destroyed during the Dao Lord's Heavenly Tribulation.
However, Su Fang still had a powerful Xuan Bo in his possession. It was the Xuan Bo of the Daoless Sect's sect master, which was temporarily lent to Su Fang.
Su Fang entered the Xuan Lang Grotto's internal space and cultivated inside for a month. Only a day passed in the outside world.
A hundred years of rest was equivalent to three thousand years for Su Fang to cultivate.
He could use this time to continuously consolidate the precepts that he had comprehended.
In addition, there were still nine blood veins that he had yet to comprehend. Su Fang had repeatedly deduced them using the Heaven's Divination Solution and memorized them in his heart. He could use this time to comprehend them and would definitely gain something.
A hundred years was only a short period of seclusion for a cultivator.
"A hundred years have passed!"
The dignified voice of the Jiuxuan expert echoed in the minds of every contestant.
The contestants sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the valley were startled awake.
The geniuses in the Xuan Bo's space also came out.
"What a pity, I was so close!"
Su Fang frowned.
It turned out that the three thousand years of consolidation and comprehension had allowed Su Fang to have a deeper understanding of the precepts that he had comprehended.
It was a pity that the last nine precepts were much more profound than the previous ones. Su Fang had spent three thousand years and still could not fully comprehend them.
However, he was only a hair's breadth away. If he was given a few more years, he might be able to fully comprehend them.
"Next, use the precepts that you've comprehended previously, combined with your thoughts and magical power, and condense a Gate of Massacre on the barrier to enter the Valley of Massacre."
The Jiuxuan expert gave a simple introduction of the rules.
Then, he said, "The previous record of the Daoist Master Realm was nine hundred and ninety-nine feet. Based on your previous performance, I'm sure that none of you can break this record. However, you still have to do your best. The higher the Gate of Massacre that you open, the more advantage you have in the following third stage."
"According to the ranking of the first stage, the first place will be the last to go on stage, and so on. The last place will go first!"
The Jiuxuan expert looked at a cultivator in the crowd.
"I'm actually the last to go on stage?"
Su Fang was surprised and overjoyed.
If more than three thousand people went up one by one to open the Gate of Massacre, it would take at least ten days to half a month.
With such a long time, he could continue to comprehend the precepts in the Xuanlang grotto-heaven.
Su Fang immediately entered the Xuanlang grotto-heaven.
As the first cultivator went on stage, the final test of the second stage began in front of everyone's eyes.
The first cultivator to go on stage used the precepts that he had comprehended to condense a hundred-foot Gate of Massacre.
He did not expect that opening the Gate of Massacre would actually draw out the phantoms of the God of Massacre.
These phantoms of the God of Massacre were all condensed from the will of the Blood Valley. The number of God of Massacre phantoms would correspond to the number of precepts that one had comprehended. The more profound the precepts that one had comprehended, the more solid the phantoms of the God of Massacre would be.
These phantoms of the God of Massacre were not useless. They could be absorbed by the blood spirits, making the blood spirits stronger and become the participants' helpers. Their strength might even surpass their masters, and they would fight side by side with their masters in the following stages.
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