Chapter 68: Blood Drifts in the Heavens and Earth

  Weak and small mercenaries became killing machines, recklessly slaughtering all possible people or objects in sight. Some of the demonic beasts fell into a frenzy, wildly rampaging through the ruins, tearing apart mercenaries and destroying what was left of the already dilapidated ruins. Meanwhile, some Wu Zong who managed to retain their sanity gathered together in twos and threes, resisting the slaughter by outsiders while searching for a place to hide. The Wu Wangs were doing their best to accumulate power, fighting against the destructive forces from the sky, and waiting for the opportunity to launch a full counterattack when the crisis arrived.

  The people of the ancient empire and the holy land were also in a sorry state, praying that their own deities would quickly obtain something while resisting the invasion of evil spirits and the rioting crowds around them.

  The sky had completely darkened, but the flickering light, the dazzling sword blades, or the raging thunder and lightning, made this land as bright as daylight. The destructive power even made some martial kings feel a sense of trepidation.

  The Red Devil Gang was still hiding deep underground, they couldn't see the outside scene, but they could feel the terrifying energy fluctuations, at the same time they were shocked, all of them sat cross-legged in silence, quietly gathering strength to guard the area around them.

  Because... an even greater disaster is about to befall...

  BOOM!! The seven flying sword edges suddenly stopped, strongly colliding with the pursuing various weapons and energy matches. In an instant, mountains collapsed, rivers were cut off, thunderbolts extinguished, and all the attacks of the respected ones shattered without suspense.

  The dignitaries were secretly shocked and hastily stopped their pursuit and slaughter, vigilantly gazing at the stationary sword tip.

  A very brief stagnation appeared in the sky.

  Then...

  Seven sword blades reside in seven directions, producing intense vibrations. A terrifying storm of sword blades forms, with the sword blades vibrating more and more violently, forming an increasingly dense accumulation of swords, and the storm naturally grows larger and larger.

  From the sky to the desolate city, these massive storms connected heaven and earth.

  The terrifying destructive power formed a mountain-like pressure, the sharp breath made people's hair stand on end, and the expressions of the nine great martial arts masters became increasingly solemn. Even they felt a bit uneasy.

  "Break it!!" The golden warrior-like man roared to the sky, bursting with golden light like a scorching sun, colliding with the sword blade storm in front of him. The clanging sound was deafening, and the storm and the golden sun clashed fiercely, but soon, the golden light was shattered, and the sword blade storm continued to accumulate and rage on.

  The faces of all the Martial Honors turned gloomy, some of them knew this person, from a certain Sacred Land, a First-Class Martial Honor, his fierce fist technique was unmatched, known as crushing everything, unexpectedly he couldn't withstand this storm.

  After a brief silence, the three martial arts experts looked at each other and struck simultaneously. A mountain body, a river, and a crimson blood-colored arrow all hit one of the storms at the same time.

  Again it was a fierce impact, again it was a terrible rampage, the sword blade storm was heavily hit, rapidly shrinking, the condensed arrow feathers collapsed and shot out, and the earth-shattering killing went out. Due to the too terrifying momentum, the mercenaries and ancient city below were immediately affected, and large pieces of blood mixed with dust flew everywhere.

  However, before these martial arts experts could reveal their joy, the momentum of the remaining six sword blades' storm suddenly surged, and the seventh sword blade's storm that had just dissipated reformed.

  In almost the blink of an eye, seven massive storms collided and twisted into a single entity.

  Rumbling!! The terrifying momentum of destroying the sky and earth swept through the entire desolate city cemetery, filling the entire space with the sword's ferocity, dense and almost without any gaps.

  All the buildings were completely destroyed, turned into dust and scattered everywhere. Large numbers of mercenaries were torn to pieces, and their thick blood spread wildly with the wind.

  A deafening roar, a mournful howl, and a desperate resistance, the desolate city cemetery was completely reduced to hell.

  This is a disaster!! An unimaginable disaster!

  Whoosh!! A gigantic sword descended from the sky, brutally piercing through a Martial Honorable's body, pinning him to the ground, and frantically devouring his energy.

  Wu Zun let out a mournful cry, struggling frantically, but the giant sword was as stable as a mountain, pinning him down firmly!

  Close behind, the remaining six sword auras each locked onto a Martial Honored and began to pursue and slaughter.

  They finally felt the threat of death, and they struggled to escape in a frantic manner, exhausting all their energy to resist the storm of sword killings.

  However, these fierce swords are too terrifying, with unparalleled destructive power, and any offensive will collapse instantly in front of them, posing no great threat.

  Pffft pffft! Four great martial arts masters were strangled to death one after another, their vast energy and vital blood becoming part of the bloody rain that filled the sky. Only four of the masters managed to escape from this area of destruction, but their bodies were already badly mangled, with one of them reduced to just a skeleton. They didn't dare to stay, and fled frantically towards the distance.

  Having absorbed the energy of Wu Zun, the power of Jian Feng's Storm Blade expanded once again. All living beings in the entire Huang Cheng Mausoleum were collapsing and being destroyed, transformed into a dense bloody mist that drifted between heaven and earth.

  Heaven and earth, one vast expanse of blue, one vast expanse of crimson!

  As far as the eye can see, it's as if one is in a sea of blood. Even some hidden Wu Wang have begun to lose their sanity, their bodies soaked in blood, trapped in endless slaughter, ultimately suffering destruction.

  Tang Basan's three men were slowly unable to withstand, on the verge of collapse, their resistance to the sword blade storm's flames was getting weaker and weaker, once broken through, these people would be instantly annihilated.

  "What to do?!" Tang Hao's anxious cry, his delicate face pale and colorless, the bottom of his eyes flashing with intense fear. These fierce swords were too terrifying, even a Martial Honored could be easily killed by them. What kind of ghostly things were these?!

  Tang Ya gritted his teeth and roared: "Continue to hold on!! Their target is Wu Zun, they can't take care of the entire desolate city, we defend our own area, should be able to narrowly escape this disaster. Remember, never provoke those fierce swords!

  "The question is whether you can hold on?" Tang Qing went crazy swinging his war knife, resisting the sword shadows that filled the sky.

  At this critical moment, the ancient war knife in front of Tang Yan suddenly emitted a dragon-like scream, stirring up intense spatial ripples. Without warning, it contained a kind of terrifying momentum. In an instant, not only were Tang and his three companions knocked to the ground, but the flame region they had desperately maintained also collapsed instantly. The raging sword blades and blood surged forth, with Tang Yan's trio being the first to be affected.

  "No……" Tang Hao's eyes bulged, and he let out a loud roar. As the personal bodyguard of the old master, she absolutely could not allow the old master's most beloved grandson to be killed in front of her, no matter how much she disliked this young master.

  However...

  The ancient war knife burst out of the ground, suspended above Tang Yan's head and violently trembling. The waves of ripples transformed into a blurry shadow, like a person, yet like a demon beast. In just one second, the ancient war knife swept out dense blade lights, forming the same knife blade storm, enveloping the entire area, destroying all nearby sword blades.

  As for the gushing blood, it was all absorbed by it!

  That's right! It's absorption!! Fresh blood is wrapped around its texture, penetrating inward.

  "This is..." Tan Ba San's three people secretly shocked, looking at the ancient war knife in front of them with incredulity. They actually felt a few points of palpitations from that virtual shadow, a kind of inexplicable palpitation!

  Tang Yan didn't notice the situation outside, still sitting cross-legged and quietly circulating the Undying Heavenly Technique with all his might. However, as the surging blood energy gathered between heaven and earth, the bloody mist surrounding him began to stir, autonomously devouring the dense and fresh blood that was rushing towards him.

  Tens of thousands of mercenaries and tens of thousands of demonic beasts all died, the heavens and earth were completely filled with blood, and the essence of life contained within was what kind of surging power, they could make many martial kings lose their minds, but become a great supplement for the Undying Heavenly Sutra!

  The storm of sword blades was still raging, and a large number of remaining warriors were either strangled to death because they could not hold on, or drowned in blood and lost consciousness before being strangled, all becoming part of the vast river of blood.

  Seven giant swords stood suspended in mid-air, greedily devouring the essence of this blood. From a distance, it looked like seven whirlpools swallowing up the essence of these blood liquids.

  The entire desolate city cemetery has become a graveyard for the mercenaries, transformed into a bloody cage. There are three slightly eerie places: one is Tang Yan's ancient war knife on this side, which is devouring the surging blood; the second is the paper man in the center of the ruins, who has been torn to pieces by sword blades and dyed red with blood, yet still continues to condense the vengeful spirits between heaven and earth; the third is the old man smoking a dry pipe, tightly curled up among the ruins, like a small boat in a storm, which may capsize at any moment, but has not been killed.

  Gradually, Tang Yan felt that his body was almost bursting open, the surging blood essence pouring into his body more and more, faster and faster, far exceeding the amount consumed by the Undying Heavenly Sutra.

  In the void above the dan tian, the mist of life began to compress and condense, coalescing into a ball, enveloped by a dense bloody fog. From afar, the fog seemed like a curled-up infant, and that ball was like the infant's heart, throbbing with powerful beats!

  Will Undying Heaven's Gate advance to the next stage?! The misty aura takes on a clear infant shape, signifying that Undying Heaven's Gate is entering its second phase!

  A series of runes began to emerge in his mind, this was the second stage innate martial art - Destruction Technique!

  "Life Destruction Technique, as the name suggests, destroys one's life force! It can instantly absorb a person's vital energy and then use the 'Fog Infant' to infuse it with surging life force, increasing strength in an extremely short period of time and unleashing super strong combat power. Although its power is not trivial, for the body it is a destructive force that comes with severe aftereffects - dizziness, weakness, and inability to circulate spiritual energy for a short period of time."

  Tang Yan didn't have the heart to study this "Destruction Technique" for the time being, as the surging fresh blood was still crazily pouring in. The infant-shaped mist had already taken shape and formed a powerful **heart** in the core area.

  Everything should have ended there, but the blood continued to surge forward, and Tang Yan had no choice but to continue operating the Undying Heavenly Sutra, refining the blood and compressing the 'Fog Infant'.

  To avoid any unexpected occurrences, Tang Yan attempted to multitask, accelerating the circulation of his spiritual energy and igniting a faint blue flame that burned and refined the blood containing immense energy.

  Tang Yan can no longer distinguish whether this is an opportunity or a crisis. With his whole body and mind operating the Heavenly Extinction Technique, he absorbs the essence of life on one hand and triggers the emergence of the ghostly green flames on the other, while also having to absorb excess spiritual energy to temper his body.

  Tang Yan had never thought that he would break through to Wu Zong so quickly, and had wanted to consolidate for another three or four months, but now it seemed... He had no choice but to break through, otherwise this energy would be enough to destroy himself.

  Everyone else is eager to break through, but Tang Yan is 'not too willing', which sounds unacceptable. However, Tang Yan is most aware of the crisis within. The foundation is unstable, and forced breakthroughs will undoubtedly be a hidden danger for future cultivation. Moreover, after this forced breakthrough, Tang Yan must spend more time consolidating, unless thoroughly solidified, it is impossible to move on to higher levels.