# Chapter 2050: Thousand Heads, Thousand Bodies
"Caw."
Harsh crow cries rang out, one after another, echoing throughout the entire Yin Burial Mountain Range.
Countless crows flew out from various parts of the Yin Burial Mountain Range, covering the sky and blotting out the sun, a truly horrifying sight.
Almost at the same time, vast amounts of Sacred Dao Rules flew out from the bodies of both Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon, transforming into two majestic rivers that collided in midair.
The Sacred Dao Rules cultivated by both men exceeded ninety million, each one exceptionally tough and indestructible.
"Boom."
The two rivers formed from Sacred Dao Rules continuously collided, causing the surrounding space to shatter. The Yin Burial Mountain Range also rapidly crumbled, revealing countless bones that were then crushed into powder.
Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon showed remarkable tacit understanding (moqi), neither mobilizing the rules of heaven and earth nor the power of heaven and earth. They simply used the Sacred Dao Rules they had cultivated to duel.
The strength of one's Sacred Dao Rules could, to a large extent, determine a person's actual combat power.
The key factor here lay in what kind of Dao one cultivated. Those who could reach the Saint King Realm cultivated at least one major Dao, if not multiple.
Those who could reach the Nine-Step Saint King Realm often needed to cultivate one or more Supreme (Zhizun) Saint Daos.
If one could cultivate an Eternal Dao, their potential would undoubtedly be greater.
In Yan Wushen's river of Sacred Dao Rules, there were hundreds of thousands of thick, highly conspicuous rules, cultivated through comprehending an Eternal Dao.
If Zhang Ruochen were here, he would be extremely familiar with this type of Sacred Dao Rule, for it was precisely Space Rule.
Few people knew that Yan Wushen was a Space Controller. No wonder he was so interested in Chi Kunlun and insisted on taking him as a disciple.
In the Blood Demon's river of Sacred Dao Rules, there were also many thick rules, exuding an extremely ancient and weathered aura. Although they were not rules cultivated from an Eternal Dao, they could rival them.
The world knew that the Nine Great Eternal Daos were the strongest Daos, transcendent and aloof.
But in reality, throughout the long river of time, there had been powers that could contend with the Nine Great Eternal Daos. However, they were extremely difficult to master, and few could successfully cultivate them. By now, they had long been forgotten by the world.
The Blood Demon had mastered an ancient, mysterious power belonging to the "Wu" power of the Primordial Ancient (Minggu) era. This was the capital that allowed him to roam invincible.
Both Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon were peerless geniuses—one a master of an Eternal Dao, the other inheriting the ancient Wu power. The achievements they had reached left countless Sacred Dao cultivators far behind.
Furthermore, more than half of the rules in the rivers of Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon were cultivated through comprehending Supreme (Zhizun) Saint Daos and major Daos.
Under normal circumstances, the vast majority of Sacred Dao Rules cultivated by cultivators at the Threshold Dao Realm were primarily based on the Ten Thousand Minor Daos, which also resulted in their relatively weaker strength.
It wasn't that they were unwilling to comprehend major Daos and Supreme (Zhizun) Saint Daos, but that it was too difficult, often requiring several times or even dozens of times the effort, and they might not succeed.
"As expected of the extraordinary person who simultaneously cultivated nine Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions, you have even mastered the power of Wu. You are already comparable to the Four Heavenly Kings of the Heavenly Palace," Yan Wushen said loudly.
The Blood Demon replied, "You, the number one powerhouse below Great Saint in the Hell Realm, have not disappointed me either. This trip has been quite worthwhile."
As the two spoke, the rivers formed by their Sacred Dao Rules underwent tremendous changes, manifesting various terrifying phenomena.
In Yan Wushen's river of rules, a majestic Yama phantom appeared, treading on the Yellow Spring, holding the Earth Book, and governing the life and death of billions of living beings.
In the Blood Demon's river of rules, a towering, heaven-supporting Demon Heavenly Demon emerged, with nine layers of pitch-black demonic light stacked behind its head. It exuded an ancient, wild, and domineering aura, lawless and chaotic, bringing calamity to heaven and earth.
"Boom."
The Yama phantom and the Demon Heavenly Demon phantom collided with extreme violence, as if two ancient beings had crossed endless time and space to meet here, both trying to suppress the other.
"Good opportunity, now is the time."
Seeing Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon locked in a fierce struggle, Qiu Yichi immediately took action.
"Whoosh."
Qiu Yichi and Yan Liren moved, flashing toward Yan Wushen at top speed.
With the Blood Demon holding Yan Wushen back, this was undoubtedly the best time for them to strike.
"Want to take someone away right under my nose? You'll need the skill."
Yan Wushen laughed loudly, and a vast amount of Hell Yama Qi surged from his body, engulfing the approaching Qiu Yichi and Yan Liren.
"Whoosh—"
The next moment, the Hell Yama Qi condensed into nine hundred and ninety-nine doppelgangers, each emitting a powerful aura comparable to a high-level Saint King.
"Thousand Heads, Thousand Bodies Yama Grand Art. This is a forbidden art of the Yama Clan. Yan Wushen hasn't even reached the Great Saint Realm, yet he has already mastered it."
For a moment, Qiu Yichi and Yan Liren were surrounded by these doppelgangers.
The nine hundred and ninety-nine doppelgangers of Yan Wushen all wore indifferent expressions as they executed the same Sacred Art.
Tendrils of dark light burst forth, condensing into nine hundred and ninety-nine mottled stone bridges, exuding an extremely eerie aura, as if trying to pull the souls of living beings from their bodies.
"Bridge of Helplessness."
An extremely ancient voice echoed faintly in the void.
Qiu Yichi's expression changed slightly. She immediately waved her hand, and dozens of figures appeared around her.
These were all Nine-Step Saint Kings, each with a fearsome reputation, but they had all been controlled by Qiu Yichi through the Way of the Mind and the Blood Soul Grand Art.
Yan Liren, on the other hand, remained unchanged, his expression still gloomy, radiating thick negative emotions.
He was essentially a blood cocoon shed from Yan Liren's true body, combined with one hundred thousand negative emotional thoughts, equivalent to a doppelganger of Yan Liren.
"Attack."
With Qiu Yichi's command, the dozens of Nine-Step Saint Kings immediately struck.
Various powerful Sacred Arts and Sacred Artifacts were unleashed one after another, the brilliant Sacred Light nearly tearing this space apart.
Yan Liren also moved, emitting even stronger negative emotions that spread in all directions.
He reached out with both hands, transforming them into two sky-covering giant palms, seemingly capable of plucking stars and capturing the moon. This was the Blood God Five Finger Seal at the High-rank Sacred Art level.
Unlike the Blood God Five Finger Seal used by Xue Lingxian, Yan Liren's palms not only condensed a sea of Blood Fiend Qi but also gathered terrifying negative emotions, capable of eroding flesh and blood while affecting spiritual will.
"Boom."
The Sacred Arts and Sacred Artifacts unleashed by the dozens of Nine-Step Saint Kings blocked a small portion of the stone bridges, while the rest all fell into Yan Liren's palms.
"Not bad skills," Yan Wushen said indifferently.
His attention was naturally focused on Yan Liren; the other Nine-Step Saint Kings were not worthy of his notice.
"Buzz."
Suddenly, a strange fluctuation emanated from Qiu Yichi's body, spreading at an unimaginable speed.
Instantly, the movements of Yan Wushen's nine hundred and ninety-nine doppelgangers all froze.
"Boom."
All the stone bridges exploded instantly, forming a terrifying shockwave. The encirclement formed by the nine hundred and ninety-nine doppelgangers immediately developed gaps.
Seizing this opportunity, Qiu Yichi transformed into a beam of blood light, instantly rushing out, reaching Yan Wushen's side, and grabbing Chi Kunlun.
"Hmph."
Yan Wushen's true body let out a cold snort and casually struck out with a palm.
Qiu Yichi was prepared. Without hesitation, she activated the Heart-Seizing Pearl given by Xue Hou. A strange and unpredictable power of the mind surged forth, violently striking at Yan Wushen's mind.
Xue Hou's achievement in the Way of the Mind was naturally far beyond Qiu Yichi's. Even sealing just a thread of mind power in the Heart-Seizing Pearl possessed terrifying might, which even ordinary Great Saint Realm experts might not be able to withstand.
As Qiu Yichi expected, under the impact of the mind power released by the Heart-Seizing Pearl, Yan Wushen's movements indeed paused for an instant.
"Go."
Qiu Yichi dared not linger. She immediately took Chi Kunlun and fled at extreme speed.
"A mere Way of the Mind dares to shake my mind? Stay here."
Yan Wushen shouted, gathering vast Hell Yama Qi in his palm and striking toward the fleeing Qiu Yichi.
"Whoosh."
Yan Liren appeared and also struck out with a palm.
A vast amount of Blood Fiend Qi surged from his palm, instantly condensing into a tall Nether King phantom, towering between heaven and earth, exuding an extremely fierce and cruel (xiongli) aura.
"Boom."
The Nether King phantom trembled, on the verge of collapse, but it still managed to block Yan Wushen's furious palm strike.
Just as Yan Wushen was about to strike again, the Blood Demon suddenly launched a fierce attack.
"Yan Wushen, take my Demon Heavenly Nine Transformations."
The Blood Demon roared, and an endless stream of World-Destroying Demon Qi surged from his body.
Instantly, the Demon Heavenly Demon phantom rapidly solidified, releasing overwhelming demonic might.
The nine layers of demonic light behind the Demon Heavenly Demon phantom's head combined according to a special pattern, evolving into a strange and profound demonic pattern. It bloomed with brilliant dark light and blasted toward Yan Wushen.
Yan Wushen's eyes sharpened. The Hell Yama Qi in his body surged wildly, merging with the river of Sacred Dao Rules.
The Yama phantom instantly solidified, as if the ancestor of the Yama Clan had crossed distant time and space to arrive. A strange mark appeared on its forehead, resembling a deep starry sky or a boundless black hole, devouring everything.
"Boom."
Space violently twisted and then shattered. All kinds of strange energies within thousands of miles converged frantically, swept clean.
At the same time, the earth split open. Countless soil and bones flew up, crushed to ashes by the destructive force.
After a long time, this destructive force finally subsided. The outer area of the Yin Burial Mountain Range had been destroyed beyond recognition.
Yan Wushen still stood atop the mountain peak. Under his protection, this peak fortunately survived.
As for the Blood Demon and Yan Liren, they had long since disappeared without a trace.
Yan Wushen locked onto the direction Qiu Yichi had fled and was about to move to pursue when he suddenly sensed something. He stopped, a strange look appearing in his eyes as he gazed into the distant sky.
"Bore? I didn't expect this new noble of the Destiny Temple to be so bold."
Yan Wushen muttered, then moved, chasing in the direction he had sensed.
(End of Chapter)