EBE #401 - Blood Light
#401 - Blood Light
The word "death" lingered like a cursed afterimage, suspended in the air, before reluctantly plunging into Li Chengfeng's body, followed by a deafening roar.
As if heaven and earth had changed color, the ground collapsed with a thunderous crash, forming a massive pit dozens of feet deep. Smoke and dust billowed and rose like giant dragons, obscuring the sky and sun.
Witnessing this scene, Chen Liang's lips curled into a cruel smile, and he burst into maniacal laughter: "Haha, how utterly foolish, daring to tail me here!
In truth, this was my carefully laid trap, designed to lure you into the snare! Otherwise, how could my senior so easily bring you to justice?
Seeking your own demise, utterly laughable!"
His laughter was filled with smugness and cunning, as if everything was within his grasp, as if he were announcing to the world that this was all his brilliant scheme.
However, the strange man's expression turned grave, and he sternly shouted: "Silence, you waste! He has not fallen!"
Hearing this, Chen Liang looked bewildered, staring at the empty bottom of the pit, where there was nothing but dust.
The chilling "death explosion" from just now was merely a clever application of his aura and a bluff with his mana.
The strange man gnashed his teeth, his fury unrestrained: "Such exquisite substitution technique, this old one has never seen in my life, utterly hateful!"
Before his words could fade, Li Chengfeng appeared like a ghost behind him, raising a hand lightly, with an indescribable air of strangeness and gravity!
"Blood Manifestation Art!"
Instantly, the surrounding scenery changed drastically. A sea of blood churned, waves surging, directly swallowing the strange man into that seemingly illusory yet infinitely oppressive scarlet world.
This sea of blood, though not tangible, contained a palpitating power of plunder, as if it could devour all fortune and vitality in the world.
The strange man was greatly alarmed. He had weathered countless storms and seen countless powerful figures, but he had never seen a Foundation Establishment cultivator wield such a bizarre "Dao Rhythm" technique. An unprecedented fear arose within him.
He roared, attempting to resist this strangeness with absolute power. In the sky, a Heavenly Dao Brush manifested, and he wrote a character for "Break" with sweeping strokes, intending to shatter all illusions and obstacles.
However, at this crucial moment, the sea of blood suddenly changed. A nether moon rose from the depths of hell, carrying a chilling evil and strangeness.
The moonlight flashed, shattering the "Break" character written by the Heavenly Dao Brush into countless fragments.
At the moment the Break character shattered, the strange man's face was filled with disbelief, his anger soaring to the heavens.
He gripped the Heavenly Dao Brush tightly, personally wielding it to outline a character for "Seal" in the void. The Dao Rhythm flowed, as if the entire heaven and earth were slowly being sealed by an inexplicable force, intending to imprison the raging sea of blood and the bizarre nether moon together.
However, at this critical moment, the sound of a sword cry suddenly rang out, piercing through the clouds and splitting rocks. The Heavenly Dao Sword hurtled from the horizon, carrying an unmatched heavenly might, slashing down from above with unstoppable force towards the Heavenly Dao Brush.
The two treasures clashed, emitting an earth-shattering roar. With a "bang," the space trembled.
Although the Heavenly Dao Sword was incomparably sharp, the power contained within the Heavenly Dao Brush was far beyond what Li Chengfeng could contend with. The Heavenly Dao Sword was violently repelled, yet miraculously remained unscathed, a sight that shocked the strange man even more.
Before the strange man could catch his breath, the Hell Sword burst from the ground, aiming straight for his vital point, forcing him to retreat in a panic.
With a wave of the Heavenly Dao Brush, a heavy blow sent the Hell Sword flying. Similarly, the Hell Sword also displayed astonishing resilience, suffering no damage whatsoever.
Immediately afterward, a sensation of paralysis from behind made the strange man's hair stand on end. The Thunder Tribulation Sword, carrying the majestic thunder of heaven, descended abruptly,
Striking the Heavenly Dao Brush, instantly triggering celestial phenomena. Dark clouds gathered, thunder rumbled, and bolts of lightning struck down, causing the strange man excruciating pain.
While not enough to kill him, it was enough to make him feel an unprecedented threat, killing countless Divine Sense Worms.
Just as the strange man was struggling to cope, another sword appeared silently before him, transforming into a giant vortex, mercilessly shattering and devouring his aura and soul.
His Divine Sense was composed of countless tiny consciousnesses. Now, suffering heavy damage, countless fragments of consciousness were annihilated, leaving him enraged.
At this moment of life and death, the Bloodthirst Sword sliced through the sky, heading straight for him, causing his blood to freeze instantly. A mouthful of blood spurted out as the sword pierced through his body.
He exerted all his strength, writing the word "Weak" with the Heavenly Dao Brush, intending to sever this sword, but the stars shifted, and the heaven and earth seemed to be drawn into a grand star chart. His attack disappeared without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.
The strange man's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness. He never expected the opponent's methods to be so bizarre and varied, each treasured sword seeming to contain incredible power.
Just as he was immersed in shock and helplessness, another sword shadow, as if from the netherworld, appeared abruptly before him. Just a palm's length away, he felt his lifespan rapidly dwindling.
His Divine Sense was composed of countless tiny Divine Sense Worms. Although seemingly endless, under this series of attacks, it had already suffered heavy losses, with countless Divine Sense Worms falling, greatly reducing his strength.
Just then, time seemed to flow backward, and everything returned to the moment he wrote the word "Weak."
However, the power contained within the Star Sword did not dissipate because of this, but instead, with a shift of the stars, directly landed on his body, accompanied by a "buzzing" sound.
That "Weak" character seemed to have come to life, heavily landing on his chest.
The Heavenly Dao Brush also slipped from his hand due to this sudden force, falling to the ground. The strange man roared in anger, about to use a secret technique to recall the spiritual treasure.
But then, Li Chengfeng's figure flashed, a cold wind swept over his face, and the Soul Severing Technique had arrived.
Li Chengfeng had been waiting for this moment. He knew that the strange man's strength lay in his vast Divine Sense, and the Soul Severing Technique was precisely a fatal killing move aimed at this point.
With Li Chengfeng's cold shout, the strange man's Divine Sense instantly collapsed. Amidst the crackling sounds, countless Divine Sense Worms lost their lives and vanished into nothingness.
Before the Heavenly Dao Brush could react, it had already been completely severed from its connection with the strange man by the Soul Severing Technique.
At this critical juncture, the entire sea suddenly boiled, and then with a "whoosh," the iron chains wrapped around the strange man's body suddenly tightened, as if a thousand pounds of force were dragging him down into the water.
The strange man roared, and with a sweep of his Divine Sense, he discovered that nine blood shadows were frantically attacking those chains, trying to increase the sealing power, making it even more difficult for him to escape.
Although the attacks of these blood shadows could not cause fatal damage to the strange man himself, they touched the sensitive nerves of the formation, causing the sealing power to suddenly increase.
The power of the earth veins surged, and the strange man let out a shrill scream. All the Divine Sense Worms turned into wisps of green smoke at this moment, dissipating into nothingness.
Beneath the sea, a huge formation was revealed without a trace. Iron chains coiled like dragons, firmly binding the strange man. He was like a fragile piece of paper, ruthlessly fixed in place.
Years of planning and effort turned into bubbles at this moment.
Seeing this, the nine blood shadows took the opportunity to遁入 Li Chengfeng's body. They each represented the most powerful means of destruction—curses, thunder-fire, malice, etc. Once these methods were used.
It would inevitably arouse a strong backlash from the formation, but at this moment, they chose to hide, waiting for the next strike.