Chapter 530: Blood Riders Are Born From Death, Slaying Sword Intent

Dong Xue Shou Ren Mo Li Tu.

His fearsome reputation shook the Northern Wastes; countless living beings had died beneath his blood palms, including the direct bloodlines of many Northern Wastes clans. He had always been a figure brimming with evil aura, fearless of life and death.

Now, encountering some unknown terrifying enemy had left him panicked to such an extent.

Within the crowd, Bai Mei True Person's gaze flickered.

"Tu Mountain sword cultivator!"

No need to say more — Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun said in a low voice.

Such sword intent, and from Tu Mountain — if not a Tu Mountain sword cultivator, then who?

He had only thought that the other's strength was at most close to his second brother's, possibly becoming the Blood Cloud Third General, the Blood Sword General.

But now, it seemed this sword intent…

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun was inwardly shocked.

This sword intent faintly surpassed that of Lieyang Sword Son Lieshan, whom he had met several times. Even across more than two thousand kilometers, it still appeared within the bone-burrowing Blood Lotus Seed — truly terrifying.

Sword cultivators,

revere sword intent above all.

One whose sword intent is powerful — it is hard to imagine their strength would be weak.

In the span of a breath, the azure sword mark between his brows had already spread across the entire body of the lotus-seed figure like a spider web.

Sword Qi that shattered souls and destroyed magic began to emerge bit by bit; the spider web turned into a blood web, burrowing deep into bone and blood. Tiny fine blood marks appeared, seeking to carve the lotus-seed figure into ten thousand fragments and finish the unfinished killing sword.

"Big Brother! Save me!"

"Save me!"

Li Tu's face twisted as he screamed in agony; his eye sockets had actually filled with tears, his eyes brimming with panic.

This was his big brother — the big brother who had grown up with him since childhood. Their parents had died early; this man was like a father to him.

At the brink of death, his true heart surfaced.

"Second brother, guard your heart lake, mobilize your magic power and divine soul to resist — don't let this sword intent cloud your mind!"

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun said in a low voice.

For the moment he had no time to consider whether the Tu Mountain sword cultivator would come in pursuit; a hazy blood domain unfurled around him.

In an instant, countless soldiers and generals clashed, blades and spears shattered, the phantom of blood-soaked battlefields appeared, and a fierce, bloodthirsty magic will rippled outward, making the surrounding Jin Dan cultivators feel their hearts sink and their magic power grow sluggish.

Half a Law Domain!

Bai Mei True Person — who had just joined the Blood Cloud Eighteen Riders as a guest Blood Rider — was inwardly horrified as this thought surfaced.

This Half Law Domain,

almost possessed one or two parts of the might of a Nascent Soul cultivator's ability to forbid all laws. No wonder among those at the peak of Jin Dan, some remained nameless while others shook the world — the gap could not be measured by dou.

"Kill!"

"Kill kill kill kill!"

Within the blood-colored Half Law Domain, battle cries never ceased; divine soul power poured in, transforming into knights clad in gleaming armor.

Each gripped a blood spear, a fine horse at their hip, gathering into a blood cavalry that swept across the world. They charged roaring toward the azure sword intent, their killing aura piercing the heavens.

Bai Mei True Person and the others held their breath.

They knew this was not a spell, nor fresh blood, but the materialization of magic will — clashing against sword intent.

The blood cavalry charged into the azure sword mark.

Clang!

Suddenly, a sword cry rang out.

The destruction sword intent — which was attacking the lotus-seed figure, seeking to turn it into ten thousand fragments of flesh and blood — was enraged, as if an emperor supreme had been offended by an inferior.

Azure light blazed forth, swallowing the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth.

Tiny strands of sword Qi emerged outside the lotus-seed figure's body, clanging as they flew, pouncing upon the ranks of Blood Cloud cavalry.

Crash…

Sword Qi surged like a tide, drowning swath after swath of Blood Cloud cavalry. The knights' heads were pierced with holes, blood spears snapped, warhorses wailed, and they collapsed silently.

In the blink of an eye, a vast stretch of the blood-colored sky was cleared away.

"This sword intent…"

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun's heart sank.

This sword intent far surpassed his magic will in strength!

That alone would be bad enough, but it also carried a sharp, cutting aura of law-destroying and spirit-shattering.

Spells, divine souls, and the like were like paper before it; often a single strand of sword Qi could slay ten times the number of Blood Cloud cavalry condensed from magic will — unstoppable.

The gap between Blood Cloud's magic will and this sword intent had grown terrifyingly vast!

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun knew — trouble had come.

He recalled how, earlier, he had wanted to recruit such a powerhouse to serve him, appointing them as the Blood Cloud Third General, the Blood Sword General. He had even carelessly sent his second brother to probe and assassinate them, forging a grudge.

Such a person could very well be capable of slaying him!

"Even so… it's merely a wisp of sword intent!"

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun's face chilled.

He thought — he himself had risen from a mortal horse-slave among the Yin clan, cultivated the Dao for several hundred years to this day, had even dared to strike Nascent Soul ancestors face-to-face, cursing and roaring at them. How could he fear a mere fellow of the same realm?

"Kill!"

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun growled low.

Hush!

With no further restraint on his soul force, it surged in wildly—countless blood banners unfurled, ten thousand blood riders spurred their horses, raising long spears high to charge against the sword Qi.

Just like his life itself—fearless of life and death, fearless of hardship and peril, bursting with heroic spirit, daring to face the many noble scions of the grasslands as a horse-slave and ask them, "Do you have any breeding worth speaking of?"

Clang!

The azure sword Qi flickered, slashing down again and again—each flash meant the death of one blood rider.

Formations were useless,

spells were useless.

The sword Qi shattered souls and destroyed spells, cutting straight through—nothing could stop it; the riders kept falling, clearing patch after patch.

However,

when one rider fell, ten rode forth.

When ten riders fell, a hundred rode forth.

When a hundred riders fell, then thousands, then tens of thousands!

Endless and unceasing, fighting to the death, shouting and charging without pause, slaughtering without pause—heedless of death, heedless of sword intent.

Beneath this tide-like assault, even the azure sword Qi was no match and was overwhelmed.

The azure sword net on the lotus-seed homunculus gradually contracted, retreating inward into the body, as the skin returned to its half-transparent state.

"Not good!"

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun's face changed drastically.

The azure sword net, finding itself no match for the blood riders outside, decisively plunged into the homunculus's body—streams of sword Qi fought desperately, slashing toward the lotus-seed homunculus's head and the Jin Dan in its dantian, destroying layer upon layer of resistance along the way, determined to cut it down utterly and leave no chance of survival.

Just like this sword intent itself—precise, efficient, bloodthirsty!

The meridians of the Heaven-Covering Blood River Hand were destroyed layer by layer; the newly born lotus-seed meridians were far too frail to resist.

From behind, the riders of the blood cloud pursued in close formation, and streams of azure sword Qi were annihilated by the blood riders.

But the foremost sword Qi of destruction had already slashed toward the lotus-seed homunculus's head, soul, and Jin Dan.

"Big brother!"

"I'm done for…"

Thumb-sized Li Tu knew he could not escape; tears of blood streaked down as he said, "Don't seek revenge until you've reached Nascent Soul. If your little brother gets to roam the world with you for a lifetime, it won't have been lived in vain."

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun's expression was ice-cold.

Bang!

The azure sword Qi erupted—the lotus-seed's head exploded, the dantian area exploded, and then the entire lotus-seed body became a skyful of flesh and blood fragments scattering in all directions.

The skyful of blood riders arrived belatedly, pouncing on the azure sword Qi amid the flesh and blood fragments and drowning it completely.

Countless fragments of flesh and blood fell to the ground.

A moment later, the flesh and blood fragments flew upward, not one missing, all of them falling into a single palm.

Dong Xue Dong Xue Liuyun said nothing, slit open his own wrist, and let the deep-red fresh blood pour into this pile of flesh and blood fragments.

This blood was the essence blood of a blood-path cultivator, rich in powerful vitality, extremely precious—flesh could grow on bare bone, and as long as a single breath remained, it could pull back one on the verge of death.

However,

once the essence blood poured in, it could not find a single place to lodge itself.

Beneath the sword Qi of destruction, every piece of flesh, every piece of bone had become a lifeless dead thing.