Chapter 178: The Mad Long Aoyu

A Dao Domain is a product derived after a Cultivator has reached a certain level of comprehension of the Dao; those capable of unleashing a Dao Domain are generally individuals with an extremely profound understanding of the Dao.

Such Cultivators are extremely rare, even within the Spirit Transformation Stage.

It is almost impossible for Cultivators below the Spirit Transformation Stage to possess one.

However, nothing is absolute.

There is one type of person who can break this common logic and possess a Dao Domain from birth: those who are rare, special Spirit Body Cultivators.

Certain Spirit Bodies contain Dao power within them from birth; once their cultivation reaches a certain level, they can trigger it to form a Dao Domain.

However, compared to a Dao Domain that arises naturally after one's own comprehension of the Dao reaches a certain realm.

Although these special Spirit Bodies can use a Dao Domain at a low realm, it is merely a simple application.

It is just like a young child wielding a broadsword, extremely crude.

But even so, for Cultivators below the Spirit Transformation Stage, this means is still terrifying.

Moreover, for these special Spirit Bodies, the greatest use of an innate Dao Domain is not for combat.

It is for comprehending the Dao.

To other Cultivators, the Great Dao is ethereal and difficult to comprehend.

But for such a Monster possessing an innate Dao Domain, one only needs to control the Dao power within the body to comprehend the Great Dao to a height that ordinary Cultivators cannot hope to reach.

It is an extremely heaven-defying ability.

In this Assessment Secret Realm, it is impossible to have Cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Stage.

Thus, only one possibility remains.

That is...

Someone possessing a special Spirit Body has made a move!

Thinking of this, the expressions of Long Aoyu and the others instantly turned ugly.

First, there was Wang Jianqiang, who ranked first on both the Battle Stele and Pill Tower lists.

Then there was Jiang Xuan, whom they had never met but whose strength was certainly not weak.

Next was Bai Wuqing, who was like a hedgehog.

Now, even a special Spirit Body with an innate Dao Domain has appeared!

What kind of hellish place is this Shenfeng City?

How can one encounter all sorts of monsters and freaks?

He, the dignified second person of Shenhuo City, how glorious was he?

Upon arriving here, he has hit walls everywhere, as if he had turned into a punching bag that anyone could beat up!

Whoosh!

Just at this moment, a Flying Sword surrounded by Black and White Qi shot over.

"Careful!"

Long Aoyu's expression was startled, and he hurriedly gave a low shout to warn the companions beside him.

At the same time, a flash of blood light appeared on his chest, and a blood-colored Flying Sword shot out.

Clang~

The two Flying Swords collided.

The next moment, his blood-colored Flying Sword seemed to have struck a divine mountain and was knocked flying directly.

Yet that Flying Sword surrounded by Black and White Qi did not pause in the slightest, instantly piercing through the chest of a person beside him.

Visible to the naked eye, a mass of black Qi and a mass of white Qi were crazily ravaging inside that person's body.

"No!"

That person roared in despair, desperately driving their Spiritual Power to suppress it.

However, it had no effect at all.

Before long.

Their body suddenly exploded.

"Daoist Friend Yun!"

Long Aoyu's expression was startled, and the complexions of the three Golden Core Perfection Cultivators beside him instantly turned pale.

The strength of this deceased Daoist Friend Yun was not a bit inferior to the three of them.

To think their life was taken away so easily.

Does this not mean that, facing this powerful enemy who has yet to show their face, they also have no power to resist?

Thinking of this, the three of them panicked, "Daoist Friend Long, quickly think of a way."

Hearing this, Long Aoyu's expression grew increasingly gloomy.

His gaze swept over the three people beside him without leaving a trace, and a fierce glint suddenly flashed across his face.

"Blood Devouring Great Art!"

A dense blood mist instantly spread out from his body.

The three of them clearly did not expect Long Aoyu to suddenly attack them, and before they could react, they were enveloped by the blood mist.

The blood mist contained a terrifying corrosive power, and after enveloping the three, it rapidly corroded their bodies.

In an instant, three shrill screams rang out.

"Long Aoyu, you are despicable, actually attacking your companions!"

"You beast, worse than an animal!"

"Shameless villain, no~ ah~~~"

In a mere moment, the screams vanished.

Under the corrosion of the blood mist, the three of them turned into three masses of fresh blood, merging into the blood mist.

After devouring the three, the blood mist instantly grew, and its color became increasingly scarlet.

Long Aoyu opened his mouth and inhaled.

The scarlet blood mist instantly surged into his mouth, and his aura climbed accordingly.

A moment later.

The blood mist was completely devoured.

Long Aoyu looked at the place where the three had turned into blood, and a hoarse, bloodthirsty voice slowly sounded.

"Three Daoist Friends, I, Long, did not want this either."

"But if things continue like this, none of us will survive."

"Rather than that, you might as well fulfill me, Long."

As he spoke, his gaze turned toward the four people on the ground.

The four had just crawled out of the deep pit in a sorry state, and happened to see the scene of Long Aoyu attacking their three companions.

When they saw Long Aoyu's gaze cast toward them.

They instantly revealed looks of terror.

They turned to flee.

However, they had only just escaped a dozen zhang when four streams of blood mist, centered on Long Aoyu, spread over like four thick tentacles and arrived in an instant.

They were then all enveloped within the blood mist.

The sound of shrill screams rang out once again.

In an instant.

The bodies of the four were completely dissolved and merged into the blood mist.

The blood-colored tentacles retracted, all returning into Long Aoyu's body.

His aura surged again, already far exceeding that of an ordinary Golden Core Stage Perfection Cultivator.

It was not the slightest bit weaker than after he had swallowed the Blood Erosion Demon Bead before.

His figure shook, and rolling blood mist spread out.

When the blood mist spread to a certain area, a figure suddenly appeared, dodging the invasion of the blood mist.

"Finally willing to come out?"

Seeing this figure, a flash of ferocity crossed Long Aoyu's face, "Who are you? I, Long, do not seem to have provoked you, right?"

"Why attack me, Long?"

"My name is Mo Wuming; you should know this name." Mo Wuming looked coldly at Long Aoyu.

Long Aoyu was stunned, "The original number one on the Shenfeng Ranking, Mo Wuming?"

"That's right." Mo Wuming nodded.

Long Aoyu frowned, "Daoist Friend, are you attacking because the Shenfeng Ranking position was taken by me, Long?"

"If it is as I, Long, say, Daoist Friend need not be like this; I have already decided to leave Shenfeng City, and the number one spot on the Shenfeng Ranking will soon return to your name."

"A joke. If I, Mo, wanted to obtain the number one spot on the Shenfeng Ranking, would I need you to yield it?" Mo Wuming sneered, then said coldly, "I am attacking because a friend wants you dead!"

As soon as the words fell, he pointed a finger.

A Flying Sword wreathed in Black and White Qi traced an arc in the air and stabbed toward Long Aoyu.

Long Aoyu's expression tightened.

A blood-colored Flying Sword shot out.

With a 'ding', the two swords collided once again.

Both Flying Swords were knocked back.

"Who wants to kill me?"

"Wang Jianqiang?"

Long Aoyu's eyes flashed, and he asked Mo Wuming sharply.

Mo Wuming did not speak further.

On his palm, Black and White Qi rotated rapidly, and then he struck out with a palm.

In an instant.

A giant palm condensed from Black and White Qi took shape and struck toward Long Aoyu.

Seeing Mo Wuming's tacit attitude.

A sense of sorrow could not help but arise in Long Aoyu's heart.

Think of how high-spirited he was when he first arrived in Shenfeng City?

He only thought that this Shenfeng City was nothing to worry about, and the number one spot on the Battle Stele was within his grasp.

And now.

He had not even met the Battle Stele's number one, Wang Jianqiang.

Merely facing the person sent by Wang Jianqiang, he was forced to flee in a panic!

This scene was like a person encountering a mad dog barking wildly at him on the road.

The other party just calmly waved their hand, and two burly men rushed up to meet him.

One person beat the mad dog with a stick until it tucked its tail and ran wildly.

And he, was just like that mad dog!