"Even if Saint Tu Yuan is a Lightning Punishment expert, I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand it."
An earth-shattering explosion, a violent brilliance, rolling airwaves, and a sinister thought swept across. Blood Qi gathered and Wu Sheng's fist will was activated …
When the experts of the Da Qian Imperial Court suddenly unleashed their powerful battle prowess and clashed with Saint Tu Yuan, the Lightning Punishment expert, the intense fluctuations, the tangible and intangible scenes were all reflected in Hong Yi's thoughts.
Hong Yi used his thoughts to observe the battlefield, which was much more detailed than the naked eye. He was also able to understand the strength of many people in an instant.
"Good fella, that old dog Wu Housekeeper has really shown his strength today! I knew that he had held back that day and didn't kill me. Indeed, my guess was right! Hmph! It allowed me to guess the true form of the Wheel of Death in All Heavens! Zhao Feirong's Wheel of Death in All Heavens is a joke in front of Wu Housekeeper! "
Indeed, when Wu Housekeeper threw out the Sky-measuring Celestial Ruler, Hong Yi's thoughts and senses immediately sensed the unfathomable old steward's vast fist will!
In Hong Yi's senses, when Wu Housekeeper made his move, many hidden spots on his body suddenly erupted with a powerful aura.
This aura and aura was like that of a deity!
It was as if several deities had surged out of Wu Housekeeper's body in an instant!
And the moment these deities emerged, they seemed to be carrying a huge wheel. Within this wheel, life, death, yin, yang, the chaos of heaven and earth were all within it. It was like a huge wheel that controlled the rise and fall of all things, life and death!
When this wheel rotated, all things in heaven and earth could be born. When it rotated, all things in heaven and earth would be destroyed!
But the ones who rotated this wheel were the deities of heaven and earth.
With the deities of heaven and earth, they rotated the wheel of life and death!
This was a peerless technique that Hong Xuanji had created by combining the Daizen Temple, the Grand Supreme Path, as well as the martial arts and Dao techniques theories of various sects and Daoist sects!
Hong Yi could clearly feel that when Chief Steward Wu unleashed his power, the God Spirit Aura in his acupoints was supporting this huge Heaven Wheel. It fiercely rushed into the blood-colored cloud in the sky, and like a volcanic eruption, it immediately dealt a strong blow to the blood-colored cloud!
In comparison, the Divine Hand Heavenly Blade Guard Taicang's True Martial Dharma Idol was much inferior. In terms of fist intent, momentum, and aura, he was completely suppressed by Wu Housekeeper's martial arts.
"Is this the real Universal Death Wheel? It was indeed a terrifying martial art! I have to say that Hong Xuanji is really a peerless genius. No wonder my mother, who was born the Holy Lady of the Grand Supreme Path and cultivated the Grand Supreme Dao of Forgetfulness, actually married him. Hmph! "
Hong Yi snorted coldly. Thinking of his mother's kindness when he was young, he naturally felt a sense of injustice.
"However, that day in the Pacification Navy, if that old dog, Wu Housekeeper, had really used the fist intent of the Universal Death Wheel, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have been able to withstand it! However, it wasn't that the old dog was being merciful. It was Hong Xuanji's order, and he didn't dare to disobey and kill me. If Hong Xuanji had ordered me to be killed, this old dog definitely wouldn't have been merciful. However, even if I had used this fist intent that day, I might not have been truly destroyed by the Past Sutra that I had cultivated! "
"Hmph, now even if you, Wu Housekeeper, have cultivated this fist intent, you are only possessed by the Seven Gods! I can still torture you to death with my Dao techniques! "
At this moment, Hong Yi had truly estimated Wu Housekeeper's strength and the true mystery of the Universal Death Wheel.
When Wu Housekeeper used it, there were seven hidden acupoints on his body, and he cultivated the aura of seven deities.
Therefore, when Hong Yi used the Universal Death Wheel, he vaguely felt the scene of seven deities carrying the Wheel of Life and Death into the sky.
Obviously, this Wu Housekeeper was also proficient in the cultivation of acupoints.
At Wu Sheng's realm, after the blood transfusion, it was time to start to cultivate acupoints.
However, these seven deities gave Hong Yi a vague feeling, and it wasn't a clear and incomparably oppressive force. Hong Yi knew that the cultivation of these seven acupoints of Wu Housekeeper was not completely successful, but only 30% to 40%.
This was also common sense.
If one was not a Human Immortal, even if he obtained a peerless martial arts manual, measured the acupoints, and understood the cultivation method, he could only cultivate the acupoints to 20% to 30%.
Only a real Human Immortal could completely cultivate the acupoints, and develop the true potential of the human body.
Even if God Cloud Dao had the unimaginable "Electric Brilliance Body", which used the power of thunder and lightning to stimulate the acupoints, it could only cultivate the acupoints to 50%.
"According to the Notes of Fighting Buddha, Daizen Temple's Human Immortal experts, or even those who are close to shattering vacuum, as long as they truly release their aura and open their acupoints, they can let Dao technique experts see the scene of the deities, and their bodies are like the heavens. I wonder what it would be like if Hong Xuanji became a Human Immortal? "
Hong Yi thought again.
A Human Immortal expert who was close to shattering vacuum, in the eyes of a Dao technique expert, would feel that this person was like the embodiment of the legendary ancient heavens, with countless deities rising from the acupoints of his body!
Every acupoint could cultivate the aura of a deity. When all the acupoints were opened and cultivated to 100%, this person's aura would be like the deities of heaven and earth, and it would be invulnerable to all evils, and invincible to all immortals.
This kind of martial arts expert almost didn't need to lift a finger. With a sweep of his eyes, he could shatter a ghost immortal into pieces with just his aura.
This kind of martial arts realm contained the birth of the deities of heaven and earth, and without Dao techniques, no Dao technique expert was a match for him.
However, since ancient times, there were even fewer people in this kind of martial arts realm than people like the Monogatari. It was almost the same as the sages of Confucianism, there wouldn't be one in 500 years.
Hong Yi was guessing that when he returned to Jade Capital and fought with Hong Xuanji, would he be able to see how many acupoints he had cultivated, how many deity aura he had cultivated, and how much he had condensed his acupoints?
Although Hong Xuanji was Hong Yi's father, in his subconscious, Hong Yi had long regarded this cold father as a lifelong enemy.
Although a father and son being enemies was incompatible with the righteousness of learning, on one side was his mother, who had accompanied him day and night, and on the other side was his father, who treated him harshly, and he only saw him once in a few years. Of course, Hong Yi knew which was more important.
Although he had cultivated to become a ghost immortal, cultivated the Sutra of the Past, became Dao companions with Chan Yinsha, and had many magical treasures in his hands, he didn't have much of a chance of winning against his father, Hong Xuanji, to make him yield.
Hong Yi didn't intend to kill his father, he just wanted to force him to yield. Although Hong Yi knew that with Hong Xuanji's character, it would be harder to make him yield than to kill him.
With the gods of the heavens, the wheel of life and death! How could the person who created such a great martial art bow his head? If he could bow his head, how could he create such an earth-shattering martial art!
In terms of strength, Hong Xuanji played an important role in the destruction of the Daizen Temple. Hong Yi didn't think that his current strength was comparable to that of the Daizen Temple back then.
Moreover, after Hong Xuanji destroyed the Daizen Temple, he shared many benefits with the Da Qian court. Now, his power was probably even more powerful.
"No matter what, Hong Xuanji, I must make you yield in front of my mother! Even if you become a Human Immortal, even if you shatter the vacuum! If you become a Human Immortal, I will do what the Monogatari did and go through seven or eight Thunder Tribulations! If you shatter the vacuum! I will become a Yang God! I will make you yield! "
Hong Yi clenched his fists, his eyes flashing.
"Sage Tu Yuan is at a disadvantage!"
Chan Yinsha suddenly said.
She had only seen Hong Yi clench his fists and his eyes flash. She had thought that he was paying attention to the battle, but she didn't know that Hong Yi had so many thoughts running through his mind.
"Now is not the time. Let's watch them fight! Damn! Sage Tu Yuan is going for the kill. Is this the dao technique of the Essence Temple? It's amazing! It's like martial arts have become one! Essence Blood and Vitality Accumulation! If there's a chance, I'll definitely take the Essence Primordial Temple's most precious book, 'Collection of Essence and Blood', and study it carefully! "
Hong Yi's thoughts flickered in his mind in the blink of an eye. By the time his thoughts flickered, Saint Tu Yuan's blood-colored cloud had already suffered a sudden attack from an expert of the Great Qian Imperial Court.
"Ah! You're asking for it! "
The blood-colored cloud was hit hard by the two Wu Sheng experts and the five ghostly immortals. After the explosion, the cloud dissipated significantly. He could vaguely hear a sharp cry from within.
This voice was actually in the language of the Da Qian Heavenly Province, and not the language of Chara's Western Region. However, the voice was a little awkward.
Hong Yi used his thoughts to sense it carefully and "saw" that within the blood-colored cloud, there seemed to be a tall and straight old man dressed in a white robe. His head was wrapped in circles of white cloth, and the white cloth was inlaid with gems. He had a high nose bridge, deep, brown eyes, and a beard that almost reached his chest.
This Chara old man was not a spiritual manifestation, but a real one.
"What a powerful fleshly body!" Hong Yi exclaimed in his heart.
"What a good treasure!" Chan Yinsha's eyes flashed.
The moment Hong Yi looked at the old man's body, he could tell that his blood and Qi were incomparably huge! Yes, it was powerful. It was not as powerful as the real Wu Sheng's, but it was huge.
At a glance, Hong Yi could feel that this expert from the Western Region had a body as thick as an elephant's! No, it was even fatter than an elephant's. It was as thick as hundreds of fat pigs and sheep added together.
This thick blood seemed to be the accumulation of natural treasures. It was not the kind of blood that Wu Sheng had painstakingly condensed, dispelled impurities, transformed blood, and trained blood to be as solid as a paste!
Big but not condensed!
This was Hong Yi's evaluation of the blood in this old man's body.
The thick blood in this Saint Tu Yuan's body was comparable to that of Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha combined. However, the degree of firmness and condensation was only comparable to that of a martial arts expert who had just reached the Great Grandmaster Realm.
However, Hong Yi knew that the Essence Temple's dao techniques could interchange between the spiritual soul and the physical body. In fact, dao techniques could even be used to heal one's wounds and replenish one's blood. A thick blood would be a great advantage in a fight.
Hong Yi was studying this Saint Tu Yuan's blood, while Chan Yinsha was looking at his treasure.
This Saint Tu Yuan's ability to fly was not due to his own spiritual soul that had passed the Lightning Trial. Even if one's spiritual soul had passed the Lightning Trial, it would still be extremely difficult to fly. He would not be much faster than a mosquito.
The reason why he could fly so fast was because there was a mat about three to four zhang in radius on his lower body! Or a blanket!
It was unknown what this blanket was made of, but it was covered with colorful patterns that looked like strange symbols. These symbols exuded a thick blood qi, causing the blanket to be surrounded by bloody clouds.
"The Primordial Blood Spiritual Blanket of the Essence Temple. This blanket is also the Essence Temple's immortal treasure. When used, you can fly at will!" Chan Yinsha said.
"Oh, the world is so big. How magical!" Hong Yi said.
"Saint Tu Yuan! Are you here to snatch the Qiankun Pouch? You won't be going back today! "
Wei Taicang's voice was like that of a mythical beast.
"Yuan Yang Giant Axe, Split the Heavens and Cleave the Earth!"
At the same time, Fang Xiandao and Xiao Anran also used their most powerful dao techniques.
"Beads of the Holy Word!"
As for King Shen Ying, he used his Dharma treasure, the Beads of the Holy Word. A huge golden net swept towards Saint Tu Yuan in the sky!
"You're asking for it!"
Sitting on the Divine Blood Carpet, Saint Tu Yuan, the Great Priest of the Essence Divine Temple, roared again and suddenly stood up. As he stood up, Hong Yi realized that this Saint Tu Yuan was a head taller than Shen Tiezhu. He was like a mighty god.
As he stood up, he held a small, shining scimitar in his hand. Without even looking, Saint Tu Yuan slashed his arm!
Pfft!
A long stream of blood flowed out like a fountain. However, it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it formed a huge palm in the air.
"Essence Blood and Yuan Qi, God's Giant Palm!"
Rumble! A gust of cold wind swept over this huge palm. Following which, loud cracking sounds rang out. This huge palm actually began to expand violently.
Moreover, Hong Yi could see that this huge palm was not made of blood. Instead, it had grown flesh and clear palm lines. It was like the palm of a 100-zhang-tall giant. It was extremely real!
This feeling made Hong Yi think that this huge palm was not an illusory dao technique, but a real human hand!
This feeling was like facing the Nine Flaming Dragon. That Nine Flaming Dragon was not an illusory dragon, but a real dragon.
"Could it be that the dao technique of a Lightning Tribulation expert turns from illusory to real step by step? The more Lightning Tribulations there are, the more real the dao technique becomes? "Hong Yi thought to himself.
Such a dao technique could no longer be dispelled by Wu Sheng with a shout.
This was the power of a Lightning Tribulation expert!
"Everyone, be careful!"
At this moment, Wu Housekeeper, Wei Taicang, Mystical Eagle King, Xiao Anran, Zhang Boheng, Yaochi school Sect Leader Yao Qinghui, and her daughter Yao Yueting seemed to understand the power of the attack. They hurriedly gathered together, forming a protective circle. Each of them used their strongest dao techniques to attack the huge, real palm that was pressing down from the sky.
With a rumble, a huge hole was blasted in the center of the palm. Large amounts of blood and flesh flew out. It felt extremely real.
Although it had blasted through the center of the huge palm, it still flew over and grabbed the three Grand Elders of the Witchcraft Ghost Sect and Sect Leader Yu Wutong. It lifted them up violently! In an instant, they were lifted into the sky!
The three Grand Elders and Yu Wutong fought back with all their might. Suddenly, the power of the 10,000 Ghosts Flag exploded. Black clouds rolled, and vengeful spirits wailed.
However, Saint Tu Yuan suddenly unleashed another burst of power. He used his scimitar to slash his other arm, causing blood to spurt out. A massive palm once again condensed.
This palm suddenly clenched, and with a crack, it shattered the black smoke that protected Yu Wutong and the three Grand Elders. The 14 corpse emperors roared fiercely and flew up into the sky. But they were all sent flying by the God's Giant Palm.
Subsequently, Saint Tu Yuan's God's Giant Palm clenched again. The four ghostly immortals of the Witchcraft Ghost Sect seemed to have lost all strength. They fell obediently into the palm, and then disappeared without a trace!
"Fractal Phantom!"
After Saint Tu Yuan took care of the four ghostly immortals of the Witchcraft Ghost Sect, he suddenly made a strange hand seal. His body retreated, and with a flicker, a thick mist of blood spread out.
Following which, the mist of blood descended, forming a humanoid figure that looked exactly like Saint Tu Yuan. Below it was the Mystical Blood God Carpet. Saint Tu Yuan and the real Mystical Blood God Carpet suddenly curled up and rushed into the sky, vanishing in an instant!
"What a good Fractal Phantom dao technique. Luckily, we were watching from the side. If we had been in the middle of the battle, we would not have known that Saint Tu Yuan had actually escaped, leaving behind a fake shadow."
As spectators, Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha could see everything clearly. After Saint Tu Yuan left, the doppelganger that looked exactly like Saint Tu Yuan was fighting desperately with the experts below!
"He really got the best of it. If not for the four experts of the Witchcraft Ghost Sect being injured, he would not have been able to get it so quickly! This technique of his is a supreme dao technique of the Essence Yuan Temple. Don't underestimate it just because it's a doppelganger. In fact, for half an incense stick's time, it has the spiritual power of the real body! The price is that his spirit will be damaged when he returns, and his essence blood will be lost. He will need at least eight to ten years to recover! Let's take advantage of his weakness and kill him! After him! "
As Chan Yinsha spoke, he had already flown up with Hong Yi, flying rapidly towards the sky.
Although Saint Tu Yuan had flown over and used the Giant Palm of the Deity to block the attacks of the two Wu Sheng, the five ghostly immortals, and the crowd, he had even captured the four ghostly immortals of the Witchcraft Ghost Sect. Although his mystiques seemed invincible and his spiritual power was boundless, he had actually gained the upper hand. The injuries he had sustained were even more severe.
The four ghostly immortals of the Witchcraft Ghost Sect, including Sect Leader Yu Wutong, were already like arrows at the end of their flight in this intense battle. Their spirits were injured, and their strength was drained.
Even Hong Yi could capture them at this juncture, let alone an expert like Saint Tu Yuan.
Now was the time when Saint Tu Yuan, a lightning tribulation expert, was at his weakest. It would be strange if Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha did not give chase!
"The experts of the Central Earth Heaven Province are really endless. There are actually five ghostly immortals! Two Wu Sheng's! This time, if I hadn't seized the opportunity when the Peacock King, Sky Snake King, and the others were fighting the Monogatari, I wouldn't have been able to get the Qiankun Bag. I'm really lucky! That Monogatari thought that my spirit was destroyed, but he didn't know that my blood of the evil god can completely recover my spirit! This time, my injuries are too severe. I have to go into seclusion to recuperate. I wonder what's in the Qiankun Bag? "
High up in the clouds.
Saint Tu Yuan, the Great Priest of the Essence Divine Temple, looked at the four ghostly immortals who had completely lost their will on the "Magic Blood Divine Carpet" and smirked.
His two arms had been cut open, and blood was flowing non-stop. However, with a gust of cold wind, a white light shrouded his wounds like mist. The flesh on his wounds actually miraculously closed up, and not a single trace of a knife wound could be seen!
This was the unique dao technique of the Essence Divine Temple. "Divine Healing Art!"
As his wounds healed, Tu Yuan held the huge Qiankun Bag in his hand. No, it should be called the Qiankun Leather Bag. He wanted to see what was inside.
However, after a moment of hesitation, Tu Yuan didn't look at it. Instead, he took out a palm-sized crystal from his pocket.
This crystal was exquisite and translucent, without any impurities. However, in the center of the crystal, a drop of bright red blood was sealed!
This drop of blood was sealed in the center of the crystal, and it shone with an incomparably sacred light.
"My Essence Divine Temple only has a few dozen drops of the evil god's blood. This time, I only brought three drops! This is the last drop! What a pity! Even if I don't use it, I still have to use it to recover my spirit. Hmph! The All Heaven Death Wheel's fist will injured my spirit just now! "
As Saint Tu Yuan muttered to himself, he was about to crush the crystal and take out the drop of "evil god's blood".
The blood of the evil god was said to be a magical medicine that could make one a ghostly immortal with just one drop!
Just as he was about to crush the crystal, nine divine arrows suddenly pierced through the void and shot violently towards him!
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