Chapter 1312

Boom—!

Thunder burst from the mountains, accompanied by a great shout, like ten thousand fierce tigers roaring simultaneously, sound waves rolling, exploding through the forest; those with weak cultivation, upon hearing it, nearly vomited blood. And in that shout, the blood river encircling the River God Sect trembled instantly, transforming into a blood dragon trapped in the earth, struggling and charging.

Both riverbanks cracked layer by layer, clods of mud and sand sank, the blood river's water level plummeted, waves of blood light shot up into the sky.

The blood ape stood firm upon the surging blood dragon, rising straight up, its momentum so fierce it easily tore through the vast red clouds manifested by Bu Chi, seizing half the heavens!

Red light and rosy light spread across the firmament, drifting boundlessly.

The blood river azure dragon stood between heaven and earth, silent and soundless, only the water waves along its body surged in the void, blurring the daylight, sending out shifting ripples.

Shadows stretched, enveloping the River God Sect, myriad disciples held their breath, eyes gleaming.

Above the blood dragon's head.

Golden eyes, snow fangs, radiant and majestic, its whole body covered in long red hair, fluttering in the wind.

The white mist exhaled from its mouth and nose vanished without trace.

The two locked gazes, their spiritual force so fierce and unreasonable it pierced straight into the mind, leaving everyone's thoughts blank for an instant, as if they had swallowed a mouthful of mint, electric current spreading through their bodies.

Sect Master!

Though the Blood Ape Sect Master rarely appears, all disciples know he is an unprecedented legend.

Wielding the river as a staff, swinging the river as a pillar.

River God!

It is a name, and also prestige!

Robes fluttering, clinging to reveal a woman's unique undulating curves, Qiu Ye felt a scorching wind blast her face; gazing at the blood river great dragon before her, her pupils lost focus.

This——

This is a newly risen powerhouse like her, the River God Sect Sect Master?

Qiu Ye swallowed her saliva.

The two advanced in succession, three years apart—no, not three years; the Blood Ape entered the realm in less than three years, she broke through in her middle years, actually only two and a half years apart; knowing the opponent once defeated the Heavenly Gate Cold Cicada, perhaps she is stronger than me, yet how can it feel that between us there is a chasm-like gap? If not for my master blocking, I fear I would be suppressed by her to the point I could not even bear decorum.

Damn it.

Just how many root seas does this red-haired monkey have?

The sixth realm connects heaven and earth; the root sea is the bridge linking heaven and earth; the vaster the root sea, the closer the relation to heaven and earth, every gesture capable of forming a counteracting force.

When she was at the fifth realm, she cultivated painstakingly, hearing nothing outside her window, her qi sea was over a thousand times greater; upon advancing to the sixth realm, it became more than double the root sea, and within months she digested and consolidated it, refining numerous blood treasures, then suddenly breaking through to two root seas, her speed already extraordinary—how, how——

A figure swayed, clothing stilled.

Bu Chi stepped half a pace forward, blocking the hot wind for Qiu Ye, his heart extremely shaken.

It is actually third rank, it is actually third rank, this damn thing is third rank?

Even if it is a temporary breakthrough to third rank, combined with the Blood Ape's years of cultivation already astonishing, more terrifying is the substance of this third rank.

Though it seems the two sides are evenly matched, red light and rosy light each occupying one side, in fact Bu Chi's higher realm allows him to stand firm. He doubts whether his root sea is as vast as the opponent's; no, even with a realm advantage he is nearly suppressed—it must be that he has none.

Bu Chi is certain: if he were also third rank, plus Qiu Ye's first rank, today's battle would surely end in defeat!

Chaos, utter chaos!

Originally, Bu Chi planned to have Qiu Ye act, the disciple newly advanced, a rare opportunity to train, finally he would decide the victory; later, when proposing a public wager at the River God Sect, Bu Chi suspected deceit, decided to strike first himself, Qiu Ye to support; until now, discovering Qiu Ye carefully maneuvering, avoiding becoming a flaw in the game.

"Qiu Ye! This guy is not like the Cold Cicada."

"Master, rest assured, I understand." Qiu Ye's form shifted, she retreated half a body length.

The two in the sky dare not be overly shocked, focusing more energy on the duel; on the ground, the elders and powerhouses' minds turned directly to paste.

Some even glanced unintentionally at the Cold Cicada, comparing in their hearts.

Han Chan Chen Rongxuan could not bother with shame and fury, pupils trembling, heart full of shock, he kept muttering: "Impossible, advancing less than three years, one rank per year?"

Two years ago, he fought the Blood Ape; the opponent absolutely was not this fierce.

Early rumors said the River God Sect Sect Master liked seclusion; after the reversal, he entered the Heaven Fire Sect in seclusion, only coming out once last New Year, then secluded again; now, with the great battle at hand, he is still in seclusion, even delayed because of it.

Has seclusion produced real results?

Zhong Liang Shen looked left and right, his heart overjoyed.

Though there is a realm gap, judging by momentum and people's reactions, it seems there is a chance? If we win, how many supreme blood treasures would we gain, plus what the Sect Master gave before—could it be our River God Sect is truly destined for a mighty rise?

Fee Taiyu raised his head to observe, his eyes flickering.

Hui Zhen clasped her hands, took half a step back, then silently observed Fee Taiyu.

"Hey hey hey, no way, Master is this powerful?"

Lao Mengyao opened her mouth wide.

She could not understand the situation, but could read others' expressions, could read Qiu Ye's half-step retreat.

Lao Mengyao knew her master had just advanced and defeated Han Chan, belonging to the excellent tier among peers of the same realm, otherwise how could he become an elder of the Heaven Fire Sect, yet she never expected him to be this formidable, momentum not lacking in the slightest; scanning the Heaven Fire Sect, all would have to be top-tier elders?

If not for being too mysterious, secretly enjoying causing trouble, he would absolutely be considered a lucky find.

Seeing Qiu Ye retreat into the void, Liang Qu paid no mind.

This is only natural.

Back when he advanced to Wu Sheng, his qi sea numbered in the ten thousands; upon advancement, after dispelling the root sea, it was over twenty times greater, roughly ten-something times that of this woman.

Now——

Clenched his fists.

Within the Dragon Court Xiandao, figures overlapped layer upon layer.

Within seven days, he once again sat in the temple, advancing to third rank!

Beneath the Xiandao, the yellow earth was solid and heavy, no longer the former misty sea of clouds, compared to the Xiandao's area——

Root sea, six hundred fifty-two times!

How many root seas does Bu Chi have?

Four hundred?

Five hundred?

Not just the quantity; having undergone the Yellow Mud Mother's transformation, that sense of heavy momentum was vastly different from the Cloud Sea of old.

Golden-eyed Xiong Xiong, Bu Qu's colors were still considered rich and vivid, while Qiu Ye was unknowingly pale by comparison; unless the opponent's divine abilities were bizarre and cunning, or could have a few percent effect, otherwise in this entire battle, he could only be a spectator.

"Going against the current without saying hello, you've got me feeling a bit nervous."

Five fingers opening and closing, joints popping, cracking sounds ringing out — cultivating a realm fruit is like planting a tree; if it lacks even a bit of nutrition midway it will die. Three realms, one thousand — that is the most basic requirement at the seedling stage. If not met, it is congenital malnutrition; it cannot be saved later. At two realms there was still a safety line, but now it has clearly reached a critical point; it must grow another three hundred and fifty times before reaching four realms.

Staring directly at Bu and Qiu Ye, the two of them.

The old thing has lived a very long time, counted in thousands of years; in the Yang World he would certainly be cautious, not knowing what level the other's cultivation depth has reached — perhaps it would take one or two thousand root seas, but the Blood River Realm seems to lock a person's ceiling; living long does not mean strength will advance by leaps and bounds.

Announcing their names, an extremely brief mutual standoff.

Blood dragon light undulating, cold wind howling across the long sky.

A murderous atmosphere flowed like water, drowning the chest cavity, making one unable to breathe.

Inside the marsh country, the "Bu Neng Dong" divine ability had long been brewing; unnoticed by anyone, it fused into his own body, and afterwards was loaded onto the Fat Fish's 【Gather Scatter Formless】.

Today.

Weigh, weigh — the weight of an Eighth Realm Wu Sheng!

"Hah!"

Taking a deep breath, chest swelling, Liang Qu violently exhaled a breath, gripping the Blood River Long Dragon beneath him.

"This water, indestructible!"

The thousand-zhang water dragon's light at the sky's edge abruptly changed, as if coalescing into metal; then Liang Qu embraced it with both arms and violently swung it, seizing the initiative, chopping down head-on.

The explosion was deafening; a large vacuum blew open, air rushed back in; even the River God Sect far away was hit by a gale, trees on the mountain snapping inch by inch, tumbling down the slope.

The thousand-zhang dragon staff swung at a speed invisible to the naked eye; merely the existence of this act itself brought a scalp-numbing shock to low-realm disciples, a chill in the lower abdomen, cold sweat down the spine.

Boom!

The blood staff chopped toward Bu, without the slightest obstruction, passing straight through "Bu" — the figure remaining in place was actually an illusory afterimage left at some unknown time.

No surprise, no hesitation; Liang Qu had long understood Bu Qu's divine abilities.

It was precisely one of the divine abilities that made him famous — the later Creation Art, 【Thousand Facet Phantom Body】!

This divine ability belongs to the combination type; three merge into one, based on virtual-real conversion, able to transform into countless "prism shards" interwoven with virtual and real — just like A Fei's 【Gather Scatter Formless】, at the critical moment actively "splitting" into countless shards, enough to be immune to most killing arts, and further able to manufacture "inverted scenes" through the shard prisms, simultaneously laying down a "Prism Array" to mince enemies.

Sounds terrifying, incomparably comprehensive.

Yet where there is gain there must be loss.

The vast majority of Martial Saints specialize in one offense, one defense, one patching of gaps; that version of the answer makes sense — the fancier the thing, the more its own strength is lacking.

This kind of Creation Art makes Bu Qu completely a "glass man"!

As long as strength is enough, he can still be wounded.

Coincidentally, what Liang Qu lacks least is strength!

The chopping long staff had no stagnation at all as it swept horizontally; simultaneously a trace of Jin Guang brewed inside the staff, secretly extracted and seized by Liang Qu.

Sky-full shards converged; Bu Qu "recombined" and manifested, he stepped over the blood staff, leaping out from beside Liang Qu.

Little did he know this move fell right into Liang Qu's scheme.

He reached out and wiped, like drawing a sword from its scabbard, pulling Fubo out from the blood staff, reversing and swinging it to chop. Unknown how the Blood Ape predicted it, the Bu Qu who planned a sneak attack, in outsiders' eyes, perfectly leaped headfirst into the Fubo spear blade!

Bu Qu neither dodged nor evaded, reaching bare-handed to grab the long spear; in a split second, palm and Fubo spear blade touched, inch by inch collapsing, yet he paid it no mind, the other palm striking toward Liang Qu; accompanying this palm, countless sharp silver shards emerged, mincing the Blood Ape.

Bang!

A ball of black mist exploded and scattered, re-converging ten zhang away; a fine three-inch wound surfaced on the Blood Ape. Also at this moment, a crimson streak flew from behind, crashing into the Blood Ape; but this time the Blood Ape did not explode into black mist — Jin Guang flashed, two Jianghe intertwined and emerged, like giant pythons directly mincing Qiu Ye's sneak attack into fragments.

Gather Scatter Formless blurred a portion of the killing power; Dragon Tiger Golden Body hard-tanked the remainder.

Under the boost of six hundred-plus times the vast root sea, there was no major harm.

In the intertwining, both sides had clearly probed out the high and low of each other's strength!

"Actually only caused a superficial wound?"

Bu Qu was secretly shocked; the feeling the Blood Ape gave him was not merely hardness, but more an indescribable "heaviness" — this heaviness was like the vast earth, greatly offsetting his "momentum," his power — how was this done?

"So an Eighth Realm Wu Sheng is at this level?"

Liang Qu knew in his heart; he twisted and turned, as if drawing aggro, simply charging toward Qiu Ye; seeing this, Qiu Ye turned tail and ran.

Bu Qu's shattered hand did not bleed a drop, but floated in midair, turning into rhombus shards; he beckoned, shards re-converging into a palm, only not fully healed — leaving cracks that could not immediately close. Seeing the Blood Ape about to catch Qiu Ye, the pained Bu stepped across one step, again vanishing into the void, striking later but arriving first, reaching the destination before Liang Qu.

Bang!

A giant silver lotus bloomed in the sky, kaleidoscopic light bursting forth.

Black smoke scattered again, formless and substanceless, smoke and vapor flowing like water between the petals.

Bu Qu straightened his fingers, the silver lotus suddenly closing, swallowing heaven and eating earth.

Black mist was a step faster, weaving out, converging into human form; the long dragon in hand undulated out, dragon head shaking again, one staff pointing to shatter the great silver lotus.

Above the vault of heaven, the dragon staff danced, shards shuttling like weaving shuttles.

Wave after wave of qi surges flew horizontally, severing the Blood River, shaking mountains to pieces.

Blood light and rosy light vied for advantage back and forth, a chaotic struggle!

"Sect Master mighty!"

The disciples couldn't see clearly, only feeling the Sect Master not falling behind in several exchanges, on par with Jiuyi Mountain's Bu Qu.

Dragon strife, tiger fight!

Dragon strife, tiger fight, ah!

At the mountain-top pavilion, the elders of Beidou Valley, Dragon Tiger Pavilion, and Shuyu Pavilion broke out in cold sweat.

Martial cultivation has thirteen realms, divided into Initial, Middle, High, Full, and Awakening — five major boundaries.

Eight levels against three levels, high realm striking initial realm, a whole realm's difference, yet they can actually fight evenly matched, no one can defeat anyone!

And once caught in this situation, with no window of opportunity, it will become a protracted battle, perhaps lasting several days and nights without a clear winner, depending on who can endure longer, who is less likely to reveal a flaw!

At the same time as Bin.

Boom!

"Who are you, daring to trespass my Nine Yi Mountain gate?"

"I'm hitting exactly your Nine Yi Mountain!"

"Bold, refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit, beast, indeed I, the Great Wilderness Prison Heaven Finger — ah!"

"Elder Tang! Not good."

Mountain stones shatter, the furious Nine Yi Mountain Elder, tall and sturdy, bare-chested leaping, like a great eagle diving from the mountain peak, yet in the instant of clashing with the enemy Lan Cuo, the enemy seizes his throat, flinging him to the ground.

The earth cracks.

Numerous disciples shocked and angry.

"Traitor, wicked traitor, evil traitor, quickly put down Elder Tang!"

"Release?" The Chu King sneers, he clenches his fist into Xue Chengquan, strikes swiftly, breaking the air wave.

"No!" Elder Tang cries out.

Bang!

Skull explodes, cranial fragments shoot out, embedding into the mountain body, crimson brain matter sprays fan-shaped, headless corpse kneels pierced into the ground, swaying, one punch shatters the Nine Yi Mountain Elder's skull, Chu King slides sideways and darts out, then appears before another, before that person can cry out, again a headless corpse kneels, he seems to vent all his hatred here, venting on Nine Yi Mountain, kill one for one, kill a pair for a pair.

If Wu Ruo is not here, he slays Wu Ruo himself and becomes invincible!

A nameless place, a nameless world, a nameless mission —

All —

"Go die!"

The fire rages fiercely, mountain full of firelight.

Yi Chen digs open the treasure vault, hauling handfuls of blood treasure, stuffing them into yellow leather bags.

Headless corpses kneel one after another.

Nine Yi Mountain disciples stagger, rolling and crawling, wailing miserably.

"Quick quick quick, go to River God Sect, inform the sect master!"

"Run!"

"Flee for your lives, all flee for your lives!"

Mountain range collapses continuously, rubble rolls down.

Long staff dragon dance, river changes course, above the heavenly dome, no clouds whatsoever.

Unknown how many rounds of combat, how far Teng Dong has traveled, River God Sect disciples strain their eyes to the limit yet still cannot see Lan's hand details, only seeing the horizon's light, the blood ape and Bu Chi true gang forming two giants, mountains covering their weak ankles, one weak step down, the earth shatters.

New rivers, new mountains, new terrain.

Unlike the meticulous calculation at the time of Entering Zhen Xiang, the Boundless Sea is infinite and endless, only the utmost violence, venting.

The blood ape rides the blood dragon, diving downward, as if dancing the dragon pillar, shattering the sky into countless broken rhomboid facets.

The broken rhomboid facets drift and spin for a moment, then re-aggregate, endlessly cycling, continuously carving blood traces on the blood ape's body.

The blood ape roams the horizon, one palm seizes a head, grips and shatters it, in the blink of an eye the head turns into countless muli fragments, its forearm cut with wounds piled upon wounds.

Their stalemate comes as a surprise.

The River God Sect order flow collides with the Heaven Gate Sect order flow, the Nine Yi Mountain order flow, yet it fiercely strikes the River God Sect's reef, the splashing waves unexpectedly drenching everyone.

The battle result is bewildering and unpredictable.

What to do?

The monkey cannot move the master vehicle, the master vehicle cannot move the monkey.

Qiu Ye outside the battlefield, gasping loudly, pupils slightly trembling, as if an outsider, occasionally letting Liang Qu chase after her, flustered escape, but she has always been seeking an opportunity, a chance for one strike to guarantee victory for the master vehicle!

Blood on her fingers winds and drips down, scattering into the sky, seemingly without pattern, yet faintly forming a rhythm.

Just as the blood ape, for who-knows-how-many-th time, shakes off the silver lotus to chase Qiu Ye, Qiu Ye gathers courage, steps forward and turns, does not dodge, does not flee, facing the blood ape, raises a hand and flicks, the Inspector Bian flower blooms, a drop of blood quietly opens before the blood ape's face.

Boom!

The blood ape's motion does not stop, the dragon pillar suddenly booms against Qiu Ye's lower abdomen, shattering the appearing silver lotus, shattering the shockwave-produced protective technique, shattering all divine abilities.

Intense pain has not yet come, an unprecedented horror envelops the top of the head.

Want to die!

Qiu Ye's eight hundred thousand pores tightly contract, lower abdomen tenses, as if a ant crawling on a desk, about to be pressed to death by a finger.

But!

"Master vehicle!"

Before the eyes, Liang Qu's vision before him suddenly tears and pierces, the blood river and azure sky in his field of vision wildly spin, as if being twisted into a braid by an invisible giant hand.

A silver lotus quietly blooms and then closes, wrapping Qiu Ye, the dragon pillar shatters, no trace of Qiu Ye remains.

No front, no back, no left, no right, no up, no down.

The blood ape tries to search, yet cannot exert force, the Eunuch slants, headfirst falls into the mountain, smashing the mountain peak, blasting a half-li pit.

This is — "Scene Penetration"?

No, not correct.

Scene Penetration is merely visual interference, not reaching Bin's level, Liang Qu Bin engraves heaven spinning earth turning, having a kind of seasickness after landing on the ground, swaying, completely losing spatial sense illusion, that ultimate confusion, making him unable to feel his own limbs, this is absolutely not merely a visual change.

Heart fire burns.

Useless, not a simple hallucination interference.

Qiu Ye ecstatically delighted.

Hit!

This is her creation art, Toppling Realms!

Confusing the five senses, combined with Bu Shi's "Traversing Scenery," it can achieve a terrifying effect where one plus one is greater than two, completely disorienting direction, even to the point where nothing needs to be done — the enemy will wound themselves.

Not missing this perfect window of opportunity, Bu Shi raised a hand and beckoned; sky-covering, earth-obscuring silver fragments quietly floated up, all rushing toward the center together.

A fierce wind suddenly rose, converging into a hurricane.

A grand lotus bloomed; beyond its one hundred and eight petals, countless silver light giant dragons intertwined head-to-tail, surging upward, then reversing direction, all smashing into the flower's heart!

The River God Sect elder was struck dumb with shock.

What situation? Just now the crimson and silver each occupied half, how in the blink of an eye was the crimson wrapped by the silver? Could it be he fell for a villain's vile technique?

Shen Piliang hurriedly turned back.

Fei Taiyu was Serious, his cold cicada brows slightly raised; North Dipper Valley, Dragon Tiger Pavilion — none were without joy on their faces.

Bad!

However, if the five senses can't be used — then don't use them!

"Guest Water Exchanges Resilience."

The dragon pillar blood river in hand softened first, wrapping the blood ape; then the Golden Body shone, Liang Qu's consciousness withdrew, leaving it to the instinct of wandering the Six Voids.

Silver wraps the blood sphere, the blood sphere protects Liang Qu.

Boom!

The headscarf shattered, flowing light interwove, tangled, roared.

Silver azure dragons converged in rings, smashing into the water sphere one after another, vast and mighty rushing toward the blood ape. In that very instant, the blood ape's behavior inside the water sphere actually became extremely bizarre, each time just right to dodge the silver dragons.

Still able to move?

Bu Shi didn't know how many times he had been shocked; not only realm and root sea, this red-haired monkey, the number of divine abilities is also absurdly many.

Three years, merely promoted a short three years!

In the snap of a finger, a hundred silver dragons ferociously pounced in, yet not a single one hit!

The opportunity fleeting, just as Bu Shi gritted his teeth, calculating whether to sacrifice himself and enter, merge with the prism shuttle, and strike with all his might, Liang Qu's perspective inside the water sphere, which had been dodging on its own, suddenly detached from his body, soaring sharply upward!

The Toppling Traversing confusion vanished in an instant, all vision returned to normal, no, sharper than normal. Everyone became flickering candle flames; the distant River God Sect, Qiuye and Bu outside the water sphere — clearly Liang Qu was in front of Qiuye, yet he could perceive Qiuye's back, as if from a higher-dimensional perspective.

Inside and outside, front and back.

Heart Eye!

The River Lord Emperor favored him, obtained from ten times beheading flood dragons and splitting the body.

Perspective detached from self, Liang Qu looked down from on high; he did not rush, only waited, waited for a flickering candle flame flashing outside the water sphere, until that "candle flame" seemed to make up its mind, fiercely drilling into the water sphere.

Liang Qu's brow center stung with pain, crisis swelling greatly.

Yet likewise, Bu Shi also, after drilling into the water sphere, sensed a peeping feeling in the dark; his brow center throbbed, pupils shifting, a sidelong glance caught the blood ape gripping the long spear, and he suddenly opened his golden eyes, base color gold-red, flowing like magma.

Not right.

"Toppling Traversing" has no effect!

The sound of flowing water slowly rang out.

Bu Shi's shoulders shook backward, wanting to retreat, but it was too late.

A ripple of light undulated from the water.

He felt himself sunk into a quagmire, his faintly aching left hand cracks trembling violently, as if unable to maintain even the most basic functional shape.

Nether Sea Cage!

Outside the cage, blood-colored chains also grew from the water, becoming pythons and dragons, coiling around Bu Shi.

Water Dragon Lock!

The candle flame jumped violently, fangs bared, the blood ape roared, a streak of dark gold light slashed across the long sky.

Outside the blood sphere, Qiuye could not perceive the crisis Bu Shi faced, only felt a touch of cold light abruptly flash from the blood sphere's center, growing ever brighter, then from point to line, vertically slicing open, as if the blood sphere had opened its dark gold pupil.

Crack.

The dark gold pupil opened and closed again.

Countless glass shattered, prism fragments rotating in midair, reflecting the sky's light!

"Grabbed it all! All grabbed, Great King! We can go!"

Yi Chen shouted, waving his arm.

"Go!"

King Chu's sleeve rolled up, sweeping away the blood water, vanishing without a trace, leaving only a ground full of mess.