Xue Dark Heaven's words confused the people of the Blood River behind him.
Priest Half Sea?
Who was that?
When Chen Luoyang created Priest Half Sea's doppelganger, the people of the Blood River lineage had already retreated into the Blood Sea.
Therefore, the martial artists of the Blood River had never heard of Priest Half Sea's name.
But when Shen Tianzhao heard this, his eyes suddenly became cold. "You guided me into the Blood Sea?"
Hearing this, the other martial artists of the Blood River were shocked.
Although they were still a little confused, considering the conversation between Xue Dark Heaven and Shen Tianzhao, they were clear about one thing.
Xue Dark Heaven was in contact with the people of the Blood Sea, colluding inside and outside. They might be plotting something.
Shen Tianzhao had suddenly entered the Blood Sea for this reason.
But just as everyone realized this, before they had time to speak, there was already a torrential blood light surging in front of them, turning into a vast Blood River that engulfed them.
Facing Shen Tianzhao, Xue Dark Heaven did not turn around, but he did not show mercy, suddenly launching an attack, sinister and ruthless.
The shrill sword light whizzed through the air and caught the other people in the Blood River unprepared. They were trapped in the Secret Chamber and had nowhere to run. They couldn't block the sword light and were instantly engulfed by it. Their hearts were filled with hatred and resentment.
Shen Tianzhao expressionlessly watched Xue Dark Heaven attack, neither stopping him nor helping him.
After the remaining martial artists of the Blood River had all died, Shen Tianzhao spoke.
"Good, now it's our turn."
His tone was calm. "Let's not talk about Priest Half Sea for now. As for you, I thank you for guiding me into the Blood Sea. I don't care what you have in private, because for me, coming here is to destroy the inheritance of the Blood River. You and them, it is the same."
Xue Dark Heaven smiled at Shen Tianzhao.
Around his body, monstrous sword light surged, turning into a boundless blood color.
The blood light surged, as if it were the sky, vast and boundless, overlooking the world.
The blood light sank, turning into a roaring Blood Sea, the sound of waves rolling mournful and sad.
In the middle, there was a blood-red sky river crossing the sky, boundless hatred, running through the sky sea, connecting the past and the present.
A Blood Phoenix flew around the river of blood, letting out a long cry that made one's heart palpitate.
Shen Tianzhao looked at Xue Darksky and nodded. "Aside from the three great sword techniques of the Blood River Patriarch, you've also mastered Xue Firmament's Blood-Cleansing Heaven Incantation. You have four great sword techniques, which is truly extraordinary. You are the strongest of this generation of Blood River Patriarchs, but why have I never seen you in the mortal world before?"
Although Shen Tianzhao was full of praise, his expression was still calm, but his sword intent was getting stronger and stronger.
A blood-red sun surged in all directions, as if it could crush the heavens and the earth. It didn't give way at all to the Bloody Dark Sky's sword will.
"You're probably not weaker than Old Monster Blood River," Shen Tianzhao said coldly. "But so what?"
The two terrifying sword intents that stirred up the sea of blood clashed head-on.
Compared to Shen Tianzhao, who was overflowing with killing intent, the Blood River Direct Disciple opposite him was much gentler.
The tall, thin young man remained calm and collected. The smile on his face did not diminish as he looked at Shen Tianzhao.
Shen Tianzhao, on the other hand, was like an ice-cold blade, emotionless as he stared at his opponent, ready to strike.
But suddenly, he frowned slightly.
"You …"
In Shen Tianzhao's eyes, there was a rare hint of uncertainty.
Xue Dark Sky smiled.
On his body, there was another unique sword intent.
It was darker, colder, and more ominous than the Blood River Sword Technique!
The cold sword intent even froze the blood water in the surrounding sea of blood into ice.
It was as if the gates of hell were opening here Slowly.
"… Netherworld Sword Technique, Netherworld Sword?" Shen Tianzhao's eyes flashed, his expression unfriendly, but he didn't make a move immediately.
He was not surprised that the Blood River Direct Disciple knew the Netherworld Sword Technique.
After all, the Blood River Direct Disciple had been working hard to collect and study the Netherworld Sword Technique.
But the Netherworld Sword, the Extermination Sword, and the Absolute Sword were all fine, but the Netherworld Sword should be an exception.
The Blood River Direct Disciple should have never mastered the Netherworld Sword.
Otherwise, in that great battle, the Blood River Ancestor might not have fallen, and the Blood River Direct Disciple would not have hidden in the Blood Sea, isolated from the world.
After that, they lived in seclusion in the Blood Sea, and it should have been impossible for them to collect the Netherworld Sword.
Especially when Shen Tianzhao observed carefully, he felt that Xue Dark Sky's sword was somewhat similar to the Netherworld Sword that Yan Mingkong had learned.
The Sky River Direct Disciple had also pursued Yan Mingkong, and although Shen Tianzhao, who was the number one disciple of the Sky River Direct Disciple, did not personally participate, he had some understanding.
Because of this, he was especially concerned now.
As far as he knew, the origin of the Netherworld Sword that Yan Mingkong grasped had always been a mystery, and only she knew it.
What was up with this mysterious Blood River Swordsman?
Shen Tianzhao's gaze became deep.
This was the first time he faced the Netherworld Sword.
As a genius swordsman, he, who had exquisite cultivation, had another focus at this moment.
That wide open gate of hell seemed to lead to the real Yellow Springs Hell, to the world of the dead.
He seemed to see the dead Madame Poison Dragon waving at him.
But he wasn't sure if it was an illusion or reality.
The deepest chord in Shen Tianzhao's heart seemed to be touched.
But he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he became more and more serious.
"Blood River shouldn't have the Netherworld Sword." Shen Tianzhao stared at Xue Dark Sky in front of him, his sword intent and killing intent became even more terrifying.
Although Chen Luoyang's Xue Dark Sky was also surrounded by sword intent, he remained calm: "This is Huang Quan's swordsmanship, it naturally comes from the Huang Quan Realm."
He smiled: "If the ancestor didn't die, as his disciple, I would naturally offer it to you. But sadly, it's just a little bit off."
"You want to say that you are not the inheritor of Blood River, but a pawn of the Huang Quan Realm in the mortal world?" Shen Tianzhao sneered.
"You can think whatever you want." The lanky young man shrugged: "So what if I am the inheritor of Blood River? You may not be my opponent. "
His tone was calm, as if he was stating a normal thing, a truth that everyone knew.
Shen Tianzhao's emotions didn't change, he said indifferently: "Then what are you waiting for?"
"Because I have to admit, you are a good fighter. It won't be easy for me to win against you. And you are different from Old Monster Blood River, you will be a good helper." Xue Dark Sky said slowly: "I am not someone who likes to fight. There are better choices, so there is no need to fight."
Shen Tianzhao was surprised: "But in my eyes, you are no different from Old Monster Blood River."
"Wrong." Xue Dark Sky raised a finger and shook it lightly: "What he doesn't have, I do."
The sword intent of Blood River's swordsmanship around him began to disappear, while the cold Netherworld Sword's sword intent became stronger and stronger.
"Slaughtering Blood River, that is your current goal. But after that, where do you plan to go?" Xue Dark Sky didn't wait for Shen Tianzhao to answer and continued: "First of all, you can't destroy my Blood River. While you are pursuing this goal, you will betray Sky River, and you will have to deal with Yun Jichong. With enemies on both sides, don't you want to prepare something for yourself?"
The gap between Martial Saint and Martial Venerable is hard to cross, and it is a life and death struggle. Who knows how many geniuses have failed since ancient times.
Even someone as talented as Shen Tianzhao doesn't dare say he can cross it.
But if he accumulates more, his chances will increase.
The mysteries of the Netherworld Sword Arts are unparalleled in the Sword Path.
Shen Tianzhao didn't seem moved: "Like you said, my goal is Blood River. Are you going to teach me the Netherworld Sword Arts?"
"Of course. Publicly, the more the Netherworld Twelve Swords spread, the better, especially for a sword genius like you." Xue Dark Sky didn't care: "Privately, I need time to break through Martial Venerable Realm like you. I need time to organize Blood River, and I need helpers to bring Blood River back to the world with me."
"You and I can't do anything to each other right now, so we might as well work together to see who can cross the Heavenly Chasm first. Or we can compete after both of us have great achievements in the Sword Path."
Xue Dark Sky spoke with confidence. Shen Tianzhao still didn't move.
But he caught the peculiarity in the other's words.
Publicly … …
This so-called public and private affair, for whom?
Was the other purposely setting a trap for him, or did he really have other intentions?
Huang Quan Realm, the world of the dead … …
Shen Tianzhao's thoughts fluctuated, but his expression didn't change: "At the end of the day, you are the same as Blood River Ancestor, you want me to join Blood River."
Xue Dark Sky once again raised a finger and shook it lightly: "You are the one working with me, not you working with Blood River.
My Master's original plan was that there can never be two suns in the sky. Since there is me, why is there a need for you?
But right now, if you and I work together, it will benefit both of us. Because our enemies are not just each other. "
Shen Tianzhao didn't say anything.
Xue Dark Sky didn't say anything else either. The two faced each other, their sword essences clashing.
After a long time, Shen Tianzhao finally broke the silence.
"Like you said, I will work with you, but I will not help Blood River." He said in Silence: "I will not touch them now, but I can change my mind at any time."
"Deal." Xue Dark Sky smiled. He condensed the blood into an ice sword and threw it to Shen Tianzhao.
Shen Tianzhao didn't doubt it at all. He caught it and studied the sword essence within.
However, he didn't immediately start cultivating. Instead, he started to think about finding a chance to return to the mortal world and find Yan Mingkong.
Now that he had personally witnessed the uniqueness of the Nether Sword, he immediately started to pay attention to things that he didn't care about before.
The Xue Dark Sky that Chen Luoyang had transformed into smiled slightly.
Recently, he had gained new insights into the Nether Sword Technique, but he also had new concerns. He would let test subject number two help him feel out first.
He might have the idea of finding Yan Mingkong.
Ah …
It would be strange if he could find him.
The two of them had their own thoughts as they traveled through the blood sea.
The battle here was still ongoing.
Old Monster Blood River was wreaking havoc.
Suddenly, a strong sword aura appeared and blocked Old Monster Blood River for everyone.
Both friend and foe were shocked.
Because the Xue Dark Sky that appeared in front of them had reached the 18th level, the peak of the Martial Saint Realm. Moreover, he was extremely powerful, and seemed to be even stronger than Old Monster Blood River.
Old Monster Blood River was bewildered. Just as he was preparing to fight again, Xue Dark Sky calmly wiped his sword.
"Do it."
Before he finished speaking, the blood red sun rose. Shen Tianzhao expressionlessly appeared behind Old Monster Blood River.
Everyone present instantly widened their eyes.
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