Chapter Twelve: Fist Intent

  Yesterday's update was a bit late, I apologize to everyone. It can't be helped, I want to write the desired tone, and recently it has been written very slowly, with one chapter taking more than four hours.

  Behind him, the black and slender scale tail danced lightly. A Blood Clan Wan Fu Chang coldly rebuked: "Sword Qing Sheng, do you think that for thousands of years, my Blood Clan has been suppressed by the Lihuo Army on the Tianbing Road, unable to advance an inch? Open your eyes wide and take a good look at the white bones under your feet!"

  With a heavy heart, Qing's sword flashed as he turned around. He took a fierce step forward, and his powerful blood surged out, shattering the white bones in front of the stone tablet into pieces, revealing what was hidden at the very bottom.

  What!

  Jian Qing's heart skipped a beat as a strong bloody aura rose from the layers of white bones, and under them, there were rows of desiccated corpses. These desiccated corpses were all blood clansmen, but it seemed that their vital energy had been sucked dry, leaving only a desiccated skin bag behind. Despite this, the bloody aura still emanated from the marrow of their bones. The dark blood power penetrated deep into their bones. The hundreds of desiccated corpses under the stone tablet were all strong blood clansmen in the Blood Bone Realm!

  Crack!

  The cracks on the Town Soul Monument continued to spread, with the sword hole of Xiu Qing's birth as the center. Soon, they covered the entire monument. Through the sword hole, Xiu Qing could even see that in the Town Soul Monument, there were thick and evil blood vessels like a python, emitting a hissing sound, as if being corroded. The ground began to shake, and stone debris started falling from above.

  "You're asking for trouble!"

  It seemed that he understood what he had done, and a fierce killing intent burst out of Jian Qing's eyes. The purple long sword shook, and in an instant, he disappeared from the spot.

  Wow!

  One of the blood clan burst out laughing, and with a flick of his dark bat wings behind him, he transformed into a black light and disappeared from the scene.

  "Our great ancestors, who have been sealed for endless years, although you have fallen, your spirit remains. Today, your descendants come to unseal you, sleeping ancestor, awaken! Let the heavenly soldiers' path be opened for our bloodline's descendants, and let our clan's offspring spread across this vast world!"

  Another clansman stepped forward, walking towards the cracked stone monument. He recited ancient syllables from his mouth, echoing in front of the nine soul-suppressing monuments. The blood veins in the sword hole became more vigorous, and the dark red blood plasma flowed out, overflowing from each crack, quickly covering the entire monument.

  Hiss! Hiss!

  Successive bursts of blood and energy shot forth, and the intense smell of blood was detected by Gu Feng and others.

  Boom!

  Two clan leaders made their move at the same time, as a strong Blood Refining Great Circle cultivator, Gu Feng's two men had vigorous and exuberant blood and energy, fierce like fire. Two fists pierced through the air, almost reaching the back of this Blood Clan Wan Fu Zhang in an instant.

  Bang! Bang!

  Two fists without any hindrance struck the two black bat wings, but Gu Feng and the other person both felt a slight sinking in their hearts.

  The next moment, two bat wings appeared with a dark glow flowing on them. A terrifying force of blood and energy burst forth, causing the two men's faces to change color in shock. Two frightening powers followed their fists, crushing the blood and energy within their bodies, then withdrawing back into them.

  Pffft! Pffft!

  Two people hung in mid-air, spitting out several mouthfuls of inverted blood in the middle of the air, and even the sound of shattered bones was transmitted from inside their bodies.

  "Tribe leader!"

  The thousand husbands were shocked, and several thousand husbands joined hands to catch the two, but they were also affected by that terrifying gas blood force, injuring their internal organs, and several people coughed up blood one after another, revealing a look of horror in their eyes.

  "Ants will always be ants, you still haven't realized the gap between us. I didn't kill you before because I wanted to use your hands to shatter these soul-stealing monuments, but now it's no longer needed. You'll soon become the sacrificial offerings for my bloodline ancestors' spirits, and the temporary sustenance for their revival. As for your tribe, I hope to see a mountain of corpses and rivers of blood!"

  In the dark red eyes, a bloodthirsty intention was revealed. The patriarch of the Blood Clan came to the front of the Soul-Tomb Stele, where the blood-colored Soul-Tomb Stele was located. One by one, the corpses of the patriarchs of the Blood Clan were crushed and turned into dark red rays of light that entered the stele through its crevices. The earth began to shake, and in the sandy city, the dusty white bones buried for hundreds of years hummed with a mournful sound. Those belonging to the Blood Clan's skeletons, even after being abandoned for endless years, still burst forth with their last evil aura.

  Ouch!

  In the sand city, a dark red bloody wind was blowing. This bloody wind ravaged in the stele forest, and on the soul-suppressing steles, there were falling rocks. This is the power of the blood clan, which began to revive again in this burial ground.

  Two scarlet fangs, crystal clear and sharp as fine needles, protruded from his mouth. The patriarch of the Blood Clan stretched out his hand, and a dazzling blood light burst forth from his dark red eyes.

  Clang!

  There was a burst of flames from behind him, but he didn't care. Mu Xue let out a muffled hum, the Qingtie sword shook violently, and she flew backward, spitting out blood from her mouth.

  Shi Taiyi and the other three gritted their teeth. This was a Blood Bone Realm expert, whose physical strength and blood energy were far beyond theirs. Moreover, among the hundred realms' great tribes, many tribes had physical bodies that weren't inferior to those of the strong experts from the same realm. Although the Blood Tribe didn't emphasize physical body refinement, they absorbed the essence and blood of strong experts. Perhaps their initial physical bodies weren't sturdy, but as their cultivation deepened, their physical bodies became increasingly powerful.

  Not far from the stone monument, a purple sword light flickered constantly. Qing Sheng went all out with his full strength, and even though his spiritual cultivation was sealed, the Zi Xuan Jing Lei Sword still burst forth with an astonishing sharp aura.

  However, compared to that day, this patriarch of the Blood Clan was even stronger, his physical strength and speed far surpassing his. In this ancient battlefield, he couldn't gain the upper hand, and could only barely defend himself. It was then that he truly understood that his opponent's words were not empty boasts. If they were to fight outside of this ancient battlefield, he might be able to suppress his opponent with the power of the Purple Thunder Sword, but he would absolutely be unable to kill him.

  Just as another clansman was about to touch the Blood-colored Soul Stele, a pile of white bones suddenly exploded dozens of feet behind him, and Xiao Yi's figure appeared.

  "Ah, it's you!" The patriarch of the Blood Clan stopped in his tracks and turned around with a hint of a smile, gazing at Xiao Yi, "I thought you'd be hiding for a while longer, but I didn't expect you to finally lose your patience. However, do you think that with your meager amount of Qi and blood energy, you can change anything?"

  "Even if it can't be changed, you still have to do it. Even if you know it's a dead end, you still have to walk it. Even if there's a cliff in front of you, you still have to jump down."

  Xiao Yi said lightly, his eyes calm and peaceful, step by step he walked forward, wherever he passed, white bones shattered, opening up a straight path.

  "In my opinion, that's foolish!" The patriarch of the blood clan snorted, "Since you want to die, I'll send you on your way first. On your body, I've always felt a hint of disgusting aura, I suppose the spirits of my ancestors wouldn't like the taste of fresh blood on you."

  "Easy!"

  Tuoba Feng let out a loud shout, and although Xiao Yi was strong, he didn't think that Xiao Yi had the power to contend with a strong opponent like Wanfu Chang, even if it was just in terms of physical strength. Even if one's physical strength was at the Refining Blood stage, there was still an insurmountable gap between that and the Blood Bone stage.

  His eyes overflowed with a thousand yards of long mouth, he stared at Xiao Yi's back, his internal organs were injured, and even the evil blood power belonging to Wan Fu Long was transmitted to his body. At this moment, except for Xiao Yi and Shi Taiyi, there is no one in Huoshan tribe and Heifeng tribe who has the strength to fight again. This is an ancient battlefield, even if the soul is burned, it is impossible to ignite the battle spirit, relying only on physical blood.

  A ruthless blood light burst out from the depths of his pupils, and this Blood Clan patriarch took a step forward. A shocking surge of bloody energy suddenly rose up, compressing the surrounding air, causing it to crack open inch by inch. Almost in the blink of an eye, he traversed ten zhang of distance and arrived before Xiao Yi. He pressed down with one palm towards Xiao Yi's headtop, his five fingers extending three inches long cyan-colored fingernails that shone with a cold light, tearing through the air to produce a sound like ripping silk.

  It had reached the extreme in an instant, and even if the two clan leaders of Gu Feng were standing at the boundary of the Blood Refining Great Circle, they could only barely see a vague black shadow, which almost appeared in front of Xiao Yi in an instant.

  Boom!

  A dull thud, no one saw what happened, the next moment, that blood clan Wan Fu Chang shot out at a faster speed than before, colliding with the Town Soul Tablet, spitting out a mouthful of dark red backflowing blood.

  What!

  Huǒ Hé and Gǔ Fēng's pupils constricted as they exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing only shock. Could it be that Xiāo Yì's physical body had truly become strong enough to crush a Wàn Fū Cháng level expert? That was clearly different from the clashes between cultivators in the Refining Blood stage. This was obviously a leap across a major boundary. A Blood Bone stage expert, with their qi and blood infused with dark energy reaching deep into their bone marrow, had physical strength that reached the five internal organs, far surpassing what humans could achieve in the Refining Blood stage.

  Shi Taiyi and the other three were also stunned, they couldn't judge because the gap between them and the strong ones of the Wanfu Long level was too big, the changes in that instant were not something they could capture.

  His gaze was fixed intently on Xiao Yi, who was not far away. The blood clan's patriarch had a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes. Perhaps Gu Feng and the others didn't notice, but the sudden change just now made him feel a lingering fear. In the instant when Xiao Yi struck, he clearly felt that more than 90% of his own blood energy was sealed within his body by an invisible force. For an instant, he seemed to have returned to the Blood Vein Realm, and the weak and feeble blood energy was no match for the fierce and unyielding fist.

  He let out a sigh in his heart, and Xiao Yi's gaze fell on the nearly collapsing Blood Town Soul Monument. Just now, he had just used the power of this ancient battlefield to barely understand the meaning of the Lock Heaven Fist. However, although he sensed that there were aliens arriving, he couldn't grasp everything. This one of the nine town soul monuments was ultimately broken. Yesterday's update was a bit late, sorry everyone, can't help it, want to write out the desired flavor, recently writing very slowly, one chapter takes more than four hours.