Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 539 - 262: The True Blood Sacrifice: Ruthless Enough to Kill Their Own! (6100 words)_4
The two forces collided continuously, unleashing terrifying fluctuations that swept across the void and instantly shattered a hundred thousand miles of emptiness. Innumerable mountains collapsed and the earth cracked open, as if heralding the end of the world.
"To perform such a disrespectful act not once, but twice... it seems the words of the Saint Heir of Sanqing weren’t wrong. A thousand years have truly ground all arrogance from your hearts!" Snow Ancestor stood proudly in the void. His appearance was peerless, his jade-like face was radiant, and his long, waterfall-like white hair danced wildly, resembling a furious Guanghan Fairy.
Ye Huang’s face was somber. He attacked again without a word. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Fearless, Snow Ancestor swung his long sleeves, and an immense, invisible force surged forth. Zhenmo City rumbled as it was instantly flung ten thousand miles away.
A great battle erupted. Earth Immortal Level powerhouses unleashed their full strength, shattering the very heavens. Ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers became like froth, shattering at a single touch—a truly terrifying sight.
"Did it really work? Has it truly succeeded?"
Near the Black Tower, everyone managed to steady themselves. They were overjoyed beyond measure when they saw that the blood mist truly no longer eroded them. Their hearts filled with shock and surprise.
That blood mist was so terrifying that even Earth Immortal-level experts couldn’t completely deal with it, yet the Saint Heir of Sanqing had managed to neutralize it? Was he defying the heavens?
Wang Xiu remained silent, his hands forming seals as he quietly operated the Great Void Concealment Spell with all his might. He dared not relax in the slightest. The blood mist permeated every corner of the world; if he let his guard down and allowed even a wisp of it to slip in, a disaster would occur.
The Great Void Concealment Spell is truly powerful, worthy of its title as a supreme art capable of shielding one from the will of the Heavenly Dao. It’s just a pity my cultivation level is still lacking... Wang Xiu sighed to himself.
Although the various factions had done their best to shelter most people within spatial Holy Artifacts and even Immortal Artifacts, it meant that Wang Xiu didn’t need to extend the Great Void Concealment Spell’s range too far. It remained within his tolerable limits. However, the sheer number of spatial treasures within this range created an additional, intangible pressure, making concealment extremely difficult. His mana was being consumed at a frightening rate with every passing moment.
An average person would have been drained into a dried husk in an instant. This was something only Wang Xiu could accomplish.
Exhaling slowly, Wang Xiu opened his eyes. A mysterious radiance bloomed behind him as waves of dense, pure light blanketed the sky, forming a vast vortex. The vortex gradually coalesced into the shape of a rotating Yin-Yang symbol.
BOOM!
The spiritual energy from the surrounding world surged toward him in a frenzy, where it was devoured by the vortex and refined into exceptionally pure Supreme Primordial Qi, replenishing his reserves.
This scene left everyone stunned. They had never before witnessed such a domineering cultivation method; it was as if he were plundering the world’s energy. It was common knowledge that although cultivators absorbed spiritual energy from the world, it required a process of refinement and purification. The spiritual energy had to be converted into mana of a specific attribute before it could be used. Otherwise, the impurities would be too great. Even a high-grade cultivation method merely shortened this process.
But Wang Xiu seemed to have skipped this step entirely. Like an ancient Kun, he devoured everything from the world around him.
What in the world was this cultivation technique?
...
The blood mist still lingered throughout the world.
Demon Sea Island quickly grew silent. Countless members of the Demon Race had died, turning into pure Life Essence that merged into the ground below. The deep, crimson formation patterns were intricate and complex, like the roots of a sky-towering giant tree. An endless stream of Life Essence flowed through these formation patterns into the depths of the earth, racing toward the very core of Demon Sea Island.
The shattered Initial Demon City began to glow.
Light also emerged from the figure sitting at the center of Initial Demon City. A vigorous tide of Life Essence converged from all directions as demonic light shot into the sky and countless Demon Patterns flickered in the void.
HUMMM!
An unknown amount of time passed. It felt like an instant, and yet like countless years.
An incredibly faint sound broke the silence—a soft rustling, like a leaf touching the ground or a speck of dust being shaken loose. Then, the pair of eyes that had been closed for countless years trembled slightly.
