Chapter 2044: Unstoppable Momentum
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze locked tightly onto that silver figure, his heart surging with waves of shock and disbelief.
Who was Xue Lingxian? The senior disciple of the Blood God, the first Divine Son of the Blood God Sect, a prodigy of the Medieval Era, a heaven-defying figure who had nearly cultivated to godhood.
The Blood God Sect’s ability to rule the Black Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years was entirely due to the series of rules and methods established by Xue Lingxian back then.
Zhang Ruochen’s impression of Xue Lingxian was extremely profound. Back during the Divine Son selection, his opponent had been Xue Lingxian.
Of course, that was merely a spiritual void body left behind by a young Xue Lingxian, its strength far from comparable to his true form, which was why Zhang Ruochen had been able to defeat it.
But the Xue Lingxian who appeared now was clearly no longer that spiritual void body. From his body emanated a vast, surging primordial aura, like mountains and seas, pressing down on most of those within the Blood God Sect, making it hard for them to breathe.
“How can it be a Sacred Thought Body?” Zhang Ruochen frowned, seeing through Xue Lingxian’s true nature.
The Xue Lingxian who appeared on the Blood God Altar seemed very real, indistinguishable from a flesh-and-blood body, but he was indeed merely a manifestation of a Sacred Thought.
“Everyone says Xue Lingxian betrayed the Blood God Sect and was killed by the Blood God himself. If that’s true, his Sacred Thought shouldn’t be preserved in the Blood God Altar. Could there be some hidden secret behind this?” Many questions arose in Zhang Ruochen’s mind.
What was even stranger was that this Sacred Thought Body of Xue Lingxian was actually protecting the Blood God Sect. Shouldn’t he hate the Blood God Sect instead?
Zhou Yu and Mo both showed grave expressions. From this suddenly appearing man with a human head and a serpent’s body, they actually felt a sense of oppression.
They truly hadn’t expected that at this critical moment, another powerful figure would emerge from within the Blood God Sect.
“Human head, serpent body, entirely silver-white. Could he be the Xue Lingxian our master mentioned? But this person should have been killed long ago. Why is he appearing now?”
“Hmm? It’s not his true body, just a Sacred Thought Body.”
Mo’s eyes flickered with strange light, then revealed a hint of disdain and contempt.
At the same time, Zhou Yu also saw through Xue Lingxian’s true nature and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter how powerful Xue Lingxian had once been, the Sacred Thought he left behind, even if it carried the vast pressure of his true form, couldn’t possibly unleash much strength.
After all, over a hundred thousand years had passed. Xue Lingxian’s Sacred Thought should have been greatly weakened. It was already impressive that it hadn’t dissipated, let alone retaining its former power.
“Hmm? People from the Black Demon Realm? How dare you!”
Sensing the aura of Mo and the other Black Demon Realm cultivators, a fierce light flashed in Xue Lingxian’s eyes.
In Xue Lingxian’s view, the cultivators of the Black Demon Realm were merely servants and followers of the Blood God Sect. Now they dared to attack the Blood God Sect—this was utter rebellion.
Mo’s eyes also turned cold, and he said murderously, “A mere Sacred Thought Body dares to shout in front of me? If you dare to stop me from bathing the Blood God Sect in blood, then I’ll destroy you first.”
As he spoke, Mo activated the Nether Sun Divine Wheel, redirecting it to blast toward Xue Lingxian.
“How dare you!”
Xue Lingxian roared in anger and immediately reached out his right hand.
In an instant, the skin on Xue Lingxian’s right arm turned silver, as if forged from silver, exuding a rich metallic luster and radiating nine hundred and ninety-nine layers of silver holy light.
At the same time, Xue Lingxian’s right arm kept growing longer and thicker, quickly expanding to ten thousand times its original size, covering half the Blood God Sect. Truly, one hand could block out the sky.
“Blood God Five-Finger Seal.”
Zhang Ruochen’s heart stirred, recognizing the sacred art Xue Lingxian was using.
Back during the Divine Son selection, Xue Lingxian’s spiritual void body had also used this sacred art.
The Blood God Five-Finger Seal was a domineering sacred art created by the Blood God, with three levels corresponding to low-rank, mid-rank, and high-rank sacred arts.
This sacred art was extremely difficult to cultivate, and few in the Blood God Sect had ever succeeded.
Zhang Ruochen could tell that the Blood God Five-Finger Seal Xue Lingxian was now using was of the high-rank sacred art level, with infinite power, capable of plucking even stars beyond the domain.
As the silver hand reached out, the rules and spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged from all directions.
The several-thousand-foot silver hand collided head-on with the Nether Sun Divine Wheel.
No massive commotion occurred as expected. The silver hand Xue Lingxian extended directly grabbed the Nether Sun Divine Wheel, forcibly restraining it.
The divine light radiating from the Nether Sun Divine Wheel’s surface instantly dimmed, and the vast divine power it released was suppressed back.
“How is this possible?”
Mo’s eyes widened in utter disbelief.
With his strength, activating the Nether Sun Divine Wheel was enough to severely wound an ordinary Undying Great Saint and shatter stars beyond the domain.
How could such immense power be suppressed by a single hand?
But the facts were right before him, leaving Mo no choice but to believe.
Under the suppression of the silver hand, the Nether Sun Divine Wheel rapidly shrank, its power completely contained.
Then, the silver hand continued its momentum, reaching out to grab Mo.
“Not good.”
Mo’s expression changed drastically.
Just from the fact that the Nether Sun Divine Wheel was easily suppressed, Mo knew he was no match for Xue Lingxian. The gap in their strength was enormous.
Seeing that he couldn’t avoid the silver hand, Mo steeled himself and instantly merged his true body with the Greed Wolf Demon Blade, unleashing his strongest slash.
“Rip.”
The Greed Wolf Demon Blade revealed terrifying sharpness, cutting a black rift in space, seemingly unstoppable.
“Clang.”
The Greed Wolf Demon Blade struck the silver hand, sending out dazzling silver light, but it didn’t damage the silver hand at all.
The silver hand closed in, grabbing both the Nether Sun Divine Wheel and the Greed Wolf Demon Blade.
Mo reacted quickly, trying to use the Colorless Formless Demon Art to separate from the Greed Wolf Demon Blade.
Unfortunately, the power contained in the silver hand was too terrifying. It instantly trapped him, leaving him completely unable to move.
Horror filled Mo’s eyes. He had never expected a mere Sacred Thought of Xue Lingxian to be this strong.
On the other side, after seeing the silver hand suppress the Nether Sun Divine Wheel, Zhou Yu didn’t hesitate to retreat.
Even if his strength surpassed Mo’s, it was only by a little. Facing a terrifying figure like Xue Lingxian, choosing to fight head-on was extremely unwise.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Xue Lingxian immediately noticed Zhou Yu’s move and reached out with his other hand.
Similarly, the skin on this arm turned silver, radiating nine hundred and ninety-nine layers of silver holy light, expanding ten thousand times, moving even faster than Zhou Yu.
“Damn it.”
Zhou Yu’s hair stood on end as a strong sense of crisis surged within him.
Knowing he couldn’t avoid the silver hand, Zhou Yu quickly turned around and struck out with the Radiant Heaven Scripture with all his might. An ancient, vast Radiant Divine Power was released, creating terrifying spatial ripples that surged like waves toward the silver hand.
“Boom.”
The silver hand paused slightly but wasn’t damaged. It grabbed down smoothly.
Thus, Zhou Yu followed Mo’s fate, along with the Radiant Heaven Scripture and the Azure Heaven Sacred Dragon, all suppressed by the silver hand.
“Hiss.”
Seeing this, Bao Lie and the others couldn’t help but inhale sharply.
Such terrifying methods—even top-tier experts like Mo and Zhou Yu had no power to resist.
Zhang Ruochen’s heart was also greatly shaken. He had already cultivated two high-rank sacred arts, but the power he could unleash was less than a tenth of what Xue Lingxian displayed.
“Run!”
The Black Demon Realm experts snapped out of it, their first thought being to escape from the Blood God Sect.
Including Zhuo Gu, Zuo Li, and others, all the Black Demon Realm experts began to scatter in all directions.
Even Mo and Zhou Yu had been suppressed with a single move. What courage did they have left to fight Xue Lingxian?
“None of you will escape.”
Xue Lingxian’s cold, merciless voice rang out.
He opened his mouth, and a ball of silver lightning flew out.
“Boom.”
The silver lightning exploded, turning into a silver net that covered the entire Blood God Sect.
“Ah!”
Accompanied by miserable screams, the Black Demon Realm experts fell from midair like dumplings.
“Break for me!”
Zhuo Gu held the Purple Gold Demon Spear and thrust upward with all his might.
The silver net woven from lightning was incredibly tough, and the Purple Gold Demon Spear couldn’t pierce it.
Instead, the moment the spear touched the net, a terrifying lightning force traveled through the spear to Zhuo Gu.
“Ah!”
Zhuo Gu let out a scream, his body instantly paralyzed, and he fell straight down from midair.
If even Zhuo Gu ended up like this, there was no need to mention the other Black Demon Realm experts.
In the blink of an eye, all eight hundred-plus Saint King Realm experts of the Black Demon Realm were caught in the lightning net.
If Xue Lingxian wished, with a single thought, he could turn these Black Demon Realm experts to ash.
“Swish.”
Xue Lingxian suddenly looked up, his gaze like lightning.
“Undying Blood Clan? You dare spy on the Blood God Sect? Seeking death!”
Xue Lingxian shouted coldly. His snake tail, covered in silver scales, shot out like lightning.
The snake tail lengthened at extreme speed, like a war spear, sharp enough to pierce the sky.
Above a thick black cloud ten thousand feet high stood a heroic figure with blood-red hair and blood-red pupils, giving off an extremely eerie vibe.
If Zhang Ruochen saw this person, he would immediately recognize him as Xue Tu Divine Son, who had once attacked the Sword Grave.
Xue Tu had been watching the battle in the Blood God Sect from above, ready to reap the rewards, when suddenly this Xue Lingxian appeared.
The moment Xue Lingxian appeared, Xue Tu realized something was wrong and immediately concealed his aura completely, hiding within the black cloud.
After seeing Mo and Zhou Yu suppressed one after another, Xue Tu’s mind was even more shaken. He dared not make a move and remained completely still, waiting for Xue Lingxian to be distracted so he could retreat.
Unexpectedly, Xue Lingxian still found him. Such perception was terrifying.
“Damn it, how is a Sacred Thought of Xue Lingxian this strong?”
Xue Tu cursed inwardly. How could he continue hiding? He immediately activated the Endless Hell Refining Tower to block the lightning-fast snake tail.
He could clearly feel the terrifying power carried by this snake tail. If it struck him, even he would be severely injured.
The snake tail was as fast as lightning and as hard as divine metal. In an instant, it shot up ten thousand feet and collided with the Endless Hell Refining Tower.
Activated by Xue Tu, the Endless Hell Refining Tower had grown to several hundred feet tall, spewing blazing hellfire that distorted the space around it.
“Boom.”
Struck by the snake tail, the Endless Hell Refining Tower flew backward, its hellfire quickly extinguishing as its power was completely suppressed.
Xue Tu had no time to escape before the slender snake tail pierced straight through his body.
“So… strong.”
Xue Tu’s voice trembled, and fear filled his eyes.
Once the snake tail pierced his body, Xue Tu felt completely paralyzed, unable to move at all.
When Xue Lingxian dealt with Mo and Zhou Yu, those watching from afar couldn’t see it. They only sensed a terrifying aura emerging from the Blood God Sect.
But now, Xue Lingxian’s snake tail shot up ten thousand feet, instantly severely wounding Xue Tu, and everyone clearly saw it.
Everyone who witnessed this scene showed shocked expressions.
“Wielding the Endless Hell Refining Tower—that’s Xue Tu Divine Son of the Undying Blood Clan, a true top-tier expert at the second level below Great Saint, and he’s utterly powerless.”
“Didn’t they say the Blood God Sect had long declined? How can such a terrifying expert still exist here?”
“The key is, this person is too patient. The Black Demon Realm people and Zhou Yu had already fought their way into the Blood God Sect before he chose to act.”
“Maybe it’s a strategy to catch all those attacking the Blood God Sect in one net. Since he could spare the effort to deal with Xue Tu Divine Son, it seems those who broke into the Blood God Sect are already in dire straits.”
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Thinking about what was happening inside the Blood God Sect, everyone couldn’t help but inhale sharply.
If the Black Demon Realm people and Zhou Yu had truly been wiped out, it would undoubtedly cause a massive uproar, as if the sky itself had been torn open.
Once the news spread, the big shots of Paradise Realm and the Black Demon Realm would surely be enraged, with an impact far greater than the battle at Peacock Mountain Villa.
“Swish.”
The silver snake tail retracted instantly, bringing Xue Tu and the Endless Hell Refining Tower into the Blood God Sect, which had sunk into the ground.
The cultivators on Infant Lord Peak were all dumbfounded. They never expected Xue Lingxian to be so ferocious, easily subduing three infamous top-tier experts with just a few moves.
Such terrifying strength could probably only be matched by Yan Wushen and the Four Heavenly Kings of the Heavenly Palace. Or perhaps, not even they could compare.
“Rumble.”
The entire Blood God Sect shook violently, slowly rising upward.
After a short time, the Blood God Sect emerged from the ground, level with its surroundings.
Then, the Blood God Sect continued to rise until it was a hundred feet higher than the surrounding area before stabilizing.
At this moment, the Blood God Sect was wrapped in a dense aura of blood, shaped like a blood cocoon, making it impossible for outsiders to see inside.
Zhang Ruochen knew that the Blood God Sect hadn’t actually risen; rather, the surrounding land had been severely damaged, shaved down by a hundred feet.
“Junior Brother, who is this?” Bao Lie asked curiously.
Not just him, but the others were also very curious about Xue Lingxian’s identity.
Zhang Ruochen snapped back to reality, took a deep breath, and said, “He is the senior disciple of the Blood God, a prodigy of the Medieval Era—Xue Lingxian.”
“Hiss.”
Bao Lie and the others inhaled sharply again, their hearts surging with shock.
They might not have heard of Xue Lingxian’s name, but they were familiar with the Blood God. Just the identity of being the Blood God’s senior disciple was already astonishing.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t say much. He steadied himself, dragged his injured body, and used Space Displacement, appearing instantly before the Blood God Altar.
“Xue Lingxian, are you dead, or are you alive in some form?” Zhang Ruochen confronted Xue Lingxian’s Sacred Thought Body.
Although the aura emanating from the other party was strong, it didn’t make Zhang Ruochen feel the slightest fear.
Xue Lingxian suppressed Zhou Yu, Mo, and Xue Tu to the side, using the power of the Blood God Altar to trap them, then turned his gaze to Zhang Ruochen.
The next moment, Xue Lingxian’s gaze swept the heavens, but his tone was quite cold. “As the Sect Leader, you haven’t even reached the Great Saint Realm, and you let enemies easily break into the Blood God Sect. How useless.”
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen was speechless.
There was no helping it. The Blood God Sect a hundred thousand years ago was indeed extremely powerful. At any time, there was more than one Great Saint in the sect, and to become Sect Leader, one had to have the cultivation of the Great Saint Realm.
In that era, countless forces submitted to the Blood God Sect, and being attacked like this was unheard of.
“The power I painstakingly accumulated has been drained in an instant. Sigh…”
Xue Lingxian sighed softly. His Sacred Thought Body grew fainter and fainter, finally turning into a stream of air that drilled back into the Blood God Altar.
“Something’s not right. Is Xue Lingxian really just a revived Sacred Thought Body?” Zhang Ruochen extended a finger, gently touching the bones piled on the Blood God Altar, and decided to go inside the Blood God Altar to investigate.
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Many readers might have already forgotten Xue Lingxian. Actually, this character has appeared twice before in the story. Yesterday, I added a note about Xue Lingxian’s character.