These four-phase spirit symbols were temporarily created by Zhou Qing and can form the most powerful "Four-Phase Annihilation Formation" among the formations that Zhou Qing has learned so far.
"The Four Phases Annihilation Formation" gathered the spiritual energy of the four directions, forming a spirit of the four directions. Zhou Qing had long known that Xiao Guizi was not easy to deal with, and now he knew that there was also the variable of Iga's elder. His careful preparation finally came in handy. Iga's elder and Mitsui Tarō had just recovered from their surprise at the sudden appearance of the yellow canopy, when the scene before them suddenly changed, as if they had fallen into a very strange space. The surroundings were shrouded in mystery, extremely empty, yet extremely oppressive, making it difficult for Iga's elder and Mitsui Tarō to breathe, almost vomiting blood. Mitsui Tarō stared blankly at the large amount of cyan energy that suddenly gathered around him, pressing his hand on his waist, with a flash of ferocity in his eyes.
The green gas grew thicker and thicker, under the unbelievable gaze of Iga Dai Choro and Mitsui Taro, the boundless green gas slowly formed a tens of zhang long green dragon. No mistake, it was a green dragon. Zhou Qing had brought out the "Four Phase Absolute Killing Array" to its ultimate form, and the giant Four Phase Divine Symbol drew in all the wood element spiritual energy within a radius of ten li. Thus, the representative object of the wood element, the Eastern Green Dragon, appeared in shape.
The green dragon let out a loud roar, and massive green tree trunks suddenly appeared from all directions, crashing towards Iga Daichōrō and Mitsui Tarō with a deafening sound. The force was so great that if they were hit, their bodies would be crushed to pulp. Iga Daichōrō's face turned pale, and he didn't have time to speak. He rubbed his hands together, and a strange armor appeared on his body, emitting a green glow that enveloped the two of them. A massive tree trunk, three zhang long and as thick as a water bucket, crashed towards them. With a loud explosion, the tree trunk hit Iga Daichōrō's armor, which emitted a green light. The light suddenly burst into flames, burning the tree trunk to ashes. However, Iga Daichōrō also let out a muffled groan and retreated three steps, his face looking even more terrible.
Zhou Qing and Liao Xiao Jin gazed at the formation with a look of surprise, "Tsk tsk! This old devil still has some tricks up his sleeve, to be able to withstand the attack of Qing Long Yi Mu for so long. If we were to fight head-on, we wouldn't even need to use our full strength." Liao Xiao Jin said to Zhou Qing. "Hmph! This 'Four Phase Annihilation Formation' can continuously gather spiritual energy, unfortunately I can only exert a quarter of its power, otherwise with all four phases unleashed, those two old devils would be killed in an instant." Zhou Qing shook his head.
In the array, Iga Daisuke was struck by a continuous stream of giant logs, unable to catch his breath. Originally, he had suffered a serious injury, and with the constant impact of the giant logs, Iga Daisuke's protective armor, although extraordinary, could not withstand such consumption! The three Sakai Tarō looked at Iga Daisuke and saw that another mouthful of blood had spurted out, and asked in alarm: "Daisuke, how are you?" Iga Daisuke's face was deathly pale, and he weakly said: "This is China's Qimen technique. Once trapped inside, even if one has the ability to reach the heavens, it would be futile. It seems that we will die here today. I won't last much longer."
The words had barely been spoken when another giant tree crashed into the green glow of Iga's armor, and the old man finally lost his balance, landing on his buttocks.
"Ah! Then you're no longer needed, go die!" With a sinister smile, Saburō Mitani suddenly drew out from his waist a blade over a foot long, thin as a cicada's wing, and blood-red in color. He viciously stabbed it into the back of Iga Daisuke, who was caught off guard and felt an icy chill run down his spine. As he stared at Saburō Mitani with his dying breath, he asked "Why?" His gaze suddenly fell upon the long knife in Saburō Mitani's hand, and a look of understanding flashed across his face. "So the Sacred Blade is indeed in the possession of your Nine Chrysanthemum Sect."
"Not bad, it's indeed the Sacred Knife! Luckily, you've cultivated the Heavenly Style God, and the Sacred Knife has absorbed your internal Style God. It will break the seal! Haha! Can't break this strange formation anymore?" Sanitaro went crazy with laughter. His hand shook, his knife trembled, and a blood-red glow burst out from the knife. The endless bloody light instantly enveloped Iga Taichō and Sanitaro, and that giant blue tree crashed into the bloody light, like a stone sinking into the ocean, without making any sound."
The sudden change caught even Liao Xiaojin and Zhou Qing, who were watching from outside the formation, off guard. Especially Zhou Qing, who saw Sanmei Tarō pull out that blood-red short knife. Zhou Qing's eyes widened as he saw that the hilt of the knife was a double-headed wolf: "Tianluo Huaxue Shengodao! How is this possible? How can it be in the hands of an oni?! This is terrible!" Liao Xiaojin saw Zhou Qing's shock and knew something had changed: "Master, what is the Tianluo Huaxue Shengodao?" "Don't waste words, defend me with all your might! We can't let him break out of the formation, or we'll both be done for!" Zhou Qing was anxious, rapidly changing his hand gestures. "Taiji Wuji, Taiji Dazhen!" The six jade plates flew to the top of the Sijue Juesha Formation and spun around, emitting a stream of mysterious light that formed a giant taiji diagram. A series of crimson lights converged from all directions, and the originally dark green jade plates turned bright red, as if they were about to burn up. The taiji diagram absorbed enough Nanming Lihuo Jinghua and released a thick beam of flame, like a bucket of water, towards Sanmei Tarō, who was shrouded in blood light within the formation.
Liao Xiao Jin knew that the Tai Chi Fire Array was Zhou Qing's specialty, but when he saw the Tai Chi diagram above the "Four Phases Absolute Kill Array" which was more than ten times larger than usual, and the fire pillar in the middle of the water bucket that was emitting a faint golden light, he was also shocked: "So this is Master's true power! This guy!!! Usually doesn't show off!" "Ahhh!" Sanjiro Taro let out an inhuman roar from within the array. A wave of ghostly wails and wolf howls filled with a thick bloody aura burst forth from the Tian Luo Blood Knife, which was now five times larger than before, striking the Qing Long formed by the Yi Mu Ling Qi within the "Four Phases Absolute Kill Array". The dozens-of-zhang-long Qing Long let out a pained screech and was shattered into pieces by the blood light, turning into threads of green gas that dispersed into thin air. Sanjiro Taro swung his long knife wildly, laughing maniacally: "Chinamen! Let you know the terror of the Sacred Knife, haha, I'll chop you two into a million pieces!" Shriek! Shriek! Shriek! The sound continued nonstop, and it was at that moment when the Qing Long formed by the Yi Mu Ling Qi was shattered by the blood light. The remaining force of the blood light didn't decrease, and along with Zhou Qing's hastily drawn Four Phases Divine Symbol, they were all torn to shreds. Just in time, they met the Nan Ming Li Huo triggered by Zhou Qing's full-force activation of the Tai Chi Fire Array. Countless yellow cloths the size of palms flew through the air, only to be burned into wisps of green smoke that dissipated with the wind.
The blood light was actually fighting the fire pillar to a stalemate, at this time Sanji Tarō's eyes were bright red, his hands tightly grasping a huge knife that was almost as long as himself. Especially on the hilt of the knife, the giant double-headed wolf carving emitted a miserable green glow from its four eyes, giving people a feeling of falling into the 18th layer of hell. Liao Xiao Jin was stunned, and Sanji Tarō saw Zhou Qingyu's fire pillar fighting with that blood light in joy, he couldn't help but let out a fierce smile, using all his strength to launch a knife at Zhou Qing from mid-air, whoosh! Another thicker blood light struck the fire pillar, merging with the original blood light, gradually suppressing the fire pillar. As the fire pillar was being suppressed by the blood light, becoming thinner and shorter, Liao Xiao Jin also knew that the situation was not good, he took off at high speed, turning into a virtual shadow rushing towards Sanji Tarō. However, when he was still over a dozen feet away from his target, a powerful force suddenly repelled him two dozen feet away. A thick, almost tangible bloody aura pierced Liao Xiao Jin's nostrils, even as a blood clan member, he couldn't withstand the intense smell of blood, and almost vomited it out.
"Come over here, little demon. With the Tian Luo Hua Xue Shen Dao protecting him, you can't get close to him." Zhou Qing spoke up, earlier San Qi Taro saw that the blood light was attacking for a long time without success, so he took out his own sword and swung it at the fire pillar. The true power of the Hua Xue Shen Dao was enormous, with one slash the fire pillar suddenly shrunk by half. Zhou Qing saw this and let out a long whistle, spitting out the Qing Suo Sword which barely wrapped around the Hua Xue Shen Dao. The pressure reduced greatly, "Master, what do we do now?" Liao Xiao Jin anxiously asked as he watched San Qi Taro crazily swinging his sword at the Qing Suo Sword. Every time the Qing Suo Sword touched the blood light of the Hua Xue Shen Dao, its own green light dimmed significantly. Although the Qing Suo Sword was a spiritual object and made by an expert, it was still just a replica, how could it compare to this ancient evil artifact? Even though Zhou Qing controlled the Qing Suo Sword to avoid touching the true body of the Hua Xue Shen Dao as much as possible, even the blood light on the sword was something the Qing Suo Sword couldn't withstand.
When Liao Xiao Jin heard the question, Zhou Qing suddenly came up with an idea and said: "There is still a way, this little devil can't exert the power of the Blood Slashing Sword, stretch out your hand." Liao Xiao Jin was puzzled, but still stretched out his hand. Puff! Zhou Qing actually managed to multitask in the midst of chaos, spitting out a yellow light that cut a wound on Liao Xiao Jin's wrist over an inch deep, and fresh blood gushed out immediately. "Master, what are you doing?" "Don't say much for now, use all your strength to force out your blood, hurry!" Zhou Qing anxiously shouted, as it turned out the Qing Suo Sword had been swept by the bloody light once again and was about to fall to the ground.
Liao Xiao Jin also knew that the situation had reached a critical point, and he couldn't afford to say more. With all his might, he operated his internal energy, and fresh blood gushed out like a fountain. Zhou Qing Tong stretched out both hands, and with a single sword move, the blood was transformed into golden symbols that flashed in mid-air. Zhou Qing made a strange gesture with her hands, stamped her foot, and shouted loudly: "I respectfully invite the Nine Heavens to transform the Thunder God's Heavenly Seal, listen to my command! Hurry up, as if it were an imperial decree!"
On the other side, without Zhou Qing's control, the Taiji diagram was shattered by a blast of bloody light. The fire pillar scattered, and the bloody light struck the rotating Taiji diagram, shattering it into powder. The six jade cards were reduced to the smallest dust.
Sanjing Tarō also swung his sword at the Qing Suo Sword, cutting it in two, causing its spiritual energy to dissipate as it fell to the ground. Sanjing Tarō laughed maniacally: "You're going to die, you Chinese dog!"
Before he could finish speaking, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, striking Sanjing Tarō with incredible force.
The Blood God Sword let out a mournful cry as a massive ball of bloody light burst forth to meet the lightning. "Now's our chance! Attack!" Zhou Qing and Liao Xiao Jin shouted in unison.
Liao Xiao Jin transformed into a dark shadow, his sharp claws tearing open Sanjing Tarō's chest and ripping out his heart. In one swift motion, he struck, killed, and retreated.
Before even a second had passed, Zhou Qing followed up with his own attack, the massive iron seal crushing Sanjing Tarō into a pulp, reducing his bones to dust. Zhou Qing added a final blow, striking him with a fire talisman that incinerated the bloody remains, erasing all evidence of Sanjing Tarō's existence.
Here is the translation:
And so, the Blood Transformation Divine Blade and the Heavenly Thunder clashed in a fierce battle, with the blood light filling the sky being dispersed by the Heavenly Thunder's single strike. However, the Blood Transformation Divine Blade was indeed an ancient evil artifact, as it managed to neutralize 99% of the Heavenly Thunder's power, leaving only 1% of its force to land on the blade's true form.
Zhou Qing used Liao Xiao Jin's blood as a catalyst to borrow the divine power of the Nine Heavens Spectral Thunder God, and since Liao Xiao Jin's blood still contained the sacred blood of the Nine Li, the borrowed divine power was not insignificant. Even with only one layer of force remaining, the Blood Transformation Divine Blade suffered severe damage, emitting a heaven-shaking wail as it slowly shrank back to its original form, about the length of a foot and thin as a cicada's wing.
Seeing how extraordinary this blade was, Zhou Qing and Liao Xiao Jin couldn't help but nod in secret admiration. Walking forward, Zhou Qing used Liao Xiao Jin's remaining blood to draw a demon-sealing symbol, temporarily sealing the Blood Transformation Divine Blade's spiritual energy. He then stored it in his sleeve.
