Chapter 536: This Boy Must Not Be Left Alive!

Boom—

On both sides of the cliff walls, sudden torrents of bloodlight erupted.

The light blazed fiercely, instantly coalescing into a massive, semi-transparent crimson shield overhead, covering the entire platform and reaching a hundred zhang high.

The inner surface of the shield surged with thick, ink-like dark red mist, radiating bone-chilling cold and soul-corroding power.

The Blood Refining Sect's one of its foundational arrays—"Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Prison"—activated!

This array not only traps enemies but continuously erodes their true energy, corrupts their weapons, and wears down their souls, slowly refining all life within into blood water.

The instant the crimson shield formed, the void before the platform rippled violently, like a dark pool struck by a massive stone.

Two figures, radiating Heavenly Palace pressure yet utterly distinct, slowly solidified—one to the left, one to the right.

To the left: a scarlet robe, pale face, eyes deep as a sea of blood—Xue Yan, elder of the Blood Refining Sect, early Heavenly Palace realm, his aura profound and obscure, heavy and viscous with the weight of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

To the right: a dark red cloak, under its hood two crimson glows like the gaze of an abyssal beast, radiating pure, violent, primal demonic might that stirred the most basic lust for slaughter and consumption in all living things.

Chi Lian, elder of the Xuemo Sect, also early Heavenly Palace realm, his aura even more condensed and tyrannical, faintly surpassing in dominance—purely the condensation of raw power and killing will.

"Chen Mu..."

Xue Yan's crimson eyes locked onto Chen Mu, his voice gentle yet freezing into the marrow, with a barely perceptible greed, "This is your final chance: surrender the 'Four Seasons Key,' seal your cultivation, and enter my Blood Refining Sect's Blood Pool—you shall gain eternal life. Otherwise..."

He glanced at Chi Lian beside him, whose killing intent had nearly solidified into substance, "Chi Lian's 'Ten Thousand Transformations Blood Demon Dao' will slowly taste every drop of your flesh, blood, and soul."

Chi Lian let out a guttural "Hahaha" laugh, his crimson gaze sweeping over Chen Mu like a ferocious predator eyeing its most succulent prey, leaving no concealment to his naked hunger for consumption.

"I shall savor it... slowly..."

"Two Heavenly Palace elders—what a grand spectacle."

Chen Mu's gaze calmly swept over both, then flicked upward at the crimson shield, his tone utterly level, "The Blood Refining Sect and Xuemo Sect joining forces? Rare indeed. But are you certain this broken shield and the two of you are enough?"

"Die!"

Xue Yan's face turned icy. He had always resented cooperating with the tyrannical Xuemo Sect—now his killing intent boiled over completely.

"Kill!"

Chi Lian struck first!

He made no flourish—stepped forward, his body tearing through space like a phantom, a monstrous claw sheathed in dark red bone armor, fingertips wreathed in destructive black-red killing aura, shrieking with piercing force, straight for Chen Mu's face!

Where the claw's wind passed, five deep, lasting black fissures were carved into the air—pure violence and killing will, suffocating.

Simultaneously, Xue Yan formed hand seals—six thick, pillar-like dark red light spears, like six venomous dragons, ripped through the sky, striking Chen Mu's vital points from all sides!

Before the spears reached, their soul-piercing malice, deathly stillness, and corrosive power already shook the spirit.

At the same time, a white-bone blood sword from his sleeve became a swift, eerie crimson streak, silent and unpredictable, striking Chen Mu's back heart point—its blade malicious, specialized in piercing defensive qi and bodily armor.

One attacked head-on with overwhelming force, crushing with raw power.

The other wielded sinister, elusive techniques, targeting weaknesses.

Together, their assault became a storm of rain and wind, instantly engulfing Chen Mu completely.

Facing this lethal trap, Chen Mu's eyes flashed with lethal light—he held nothing back.

Shh!

The Xian Long Sword blazed with light.

Chen Mu gripped the Xian Long Sword, his Heavenly Palace aura exploding, scattering the thick blood mist and spiritual corrosion, forming an invisible domain around him.

No words.

Chen Mu roared, left hand gripping the sword—its blade suddenly ignited with golden-red light.

Purest intensity of heat, light, vastness, and yang—like a miniature sun coalescing at his sword tip.

The True Wu Cleansing Demon Sword Art!

The third-level fire realm—burning, purifying, indestructible—all fused into the sword intent.

Five layers of sword intent stacked, amplifying the sword's momentum.

The Xian Long Sword's innate nature perfectly merged with this heavenly fire intent and the five-layer sword Dao, multiplying its power.

"Cut!"

One slash.

A sword aura, condensed to its extreme—only ten feet long, yet seeming able to burn the eight directions and sever reality itself—ripped through the sky, meeting head-on Chi Lian's tearing claw.

Where the sword aura passed, space warped, light extinguished; the pure yang heavenly fire fused with sword intent radiated a glorious, purifying might that cleansed all evil.

Chii—

Sword aura and claw collided violently.

The dark red bone claw, capable of shattering top-grade spiritual weapons, upon contact, saw its black-red killing aura instantly vaporize with a shrill "sizzle"—as if encountering the ultimate antithesis.

The resilient bone armor was effortlessly sliced and severed.

Chi Lian let out a scream of agony and shock—his entire right claw was cleanly severed at the wrist.

The stump charred black; pure yang heavenly fire and piercing sword intent surged in, burning his meridians—he staggered back, eyes wide with terror for the first time.

The power of this sword strike far exceeded his expectations!

Almost as he swung the "Heavenly Fire Slash," Chen Mu's right hand extended, fingertips blazing with intertwined ghostly blue and crimson light—a vast, enduring, yet devastating shockwave of strange Dao resonance spread outward.

The Red Water Dragon Killing Dao: Hidden Dragon of Annihilation!

Chen Mu pressed his palm forward—the ghostly blue and crimson light from his fingertips instantly transformed into a vast, churning, roaring domain of water and fire, covering half the platform.

Boom boom boom!

Chii chii chii~

The most yin and evil blood-sha and vengeful soul forces, before the annihilating energy of merging water and fire, were continuously washed away, burned, and purified.

The six blood spears exploded one after another, turning to smoke. The white-bone blood sword plunged into the domain, like sinking into mud and fire, let out a mournful cry, its spirit greatly damaged, and flew back.

Chen Mu moved like lightning—not retreating, but advancing!

The left hand raised the Dragon-Subduing Sword again, unleashing the "Heavenly Flame Slash," fused with heavenly fire and the fifth level of sword Dao, straight at Chi Lian, still reeling from shock.

The sword light blazed brilliantly, scorching and violent, forcing Chi Lian to stagger backward, blood gushing wildly from his severed wrist, utterly disheveled.

The right hand's Dragon Tooth Piercing Heaven followed like a shadow, relentlessly compressing and striking at Xue Yan, forcing Xue Yan to constantly shift tactics, his blood-colored phantom wavering and on the verge of collapse.

Boom—boom—boom!

Bang—bang—bang~

Three Tiangong realm experts engaged in a brutal battle above the blood-colored prison and the crumbling ruins of the platform.

Chen Mu fought alone against two, his left hand's Dragon-Subduing Sword paired with the True Martial Cleansing Demon Sword Art—supremely yang, fiercely righteous, heavenly fire annihilating evil—driving Chi Lian, this human beast of fury, into steady retreat, his body now crisscrossed with deep, charred sword wounds revealing bone.

His right hand manifested the Crimson Water Dragon Slaying Dao: Dragon Tooth Piercing Heaven, Blazing Sun's End, Boiling Water Tornado, Fiery Dragon Hidden Kill, Ultimate Ice Illusion Annihilation—shattering every sinister technique of Xue Yan, turning his blood mist to ash and vapor.

The shockwaves of battle raged like a natural disaster, ravaging the canyon wildly.

The blood-colored barrier, "Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Prison," trembled violently, its surface riddled with cracks, as if about to shatter at any moment.

The platform had long since turned to dust, revealing a bottomless pit below.

Large sections of both canyon walls collapsed, boulders falling like meteors, only to be pulverized into stone powder midair by violent energy currents.

All remaining life within the canyon was reduced to ash in this terrifying battle.

For miles around, the earth cracked open, mountains toppled, a wasteland of apocalyptic scorched earth.

Ning Zhi Xi and Bamboo Green Daoist hid behind Chen Mu, tense and on guard.

On a distant cliff, the few spectators had been terrified into soul-shattering panic, pressed flat against the rocks, daring not to even breathe.

They had assumed the two Tiangong demon lords, working together, could crush Chen Mu—never expecting the battle to turn so utterly one-sided.

Chen Mu's left hand wielded the heavenly fire divine weapon, his right hand the hellish fusion of water and fire—his terrifying combat power, combined with his profound, unfathomable sword Dao realm and exquisite control over force, made him seem like a god or demon descending from heaven.

This power far surpassed ordinary Tiangong realm beginners.

"This boy must not be allowed to live!"