Chapter 596

After appearing beneath Ancestor Minghe's feet, twelve crimson light barriers immediately rose, enveloping Ancestor Minghe.

Crack!

At that moment, the sword light Luo Fu had slashed also descended, colliding with the crimson light barriers.

The crimson light barriers could not hold for even a single breath.

Under the sword light's assault, the crimson light barriers were instantly split in two and exploded with a roar.

Boom!

The sword light then struck Ancestor Minghe with lightning speed.

It cleaved Ancestor Minghe, who had no time to dodge, cleanly in two.

Then, it crashed down upon the Sea of Nether Blood.

Instantly, the vast Sea of Nether Blood began to split apart on either side.

Luo Fu's sword light nearly severed the Sea of Nether Blood in two.

Unfortunately, because he had to suppress his realm, the power contained within the sword light was ultimately limited.

After severing the crimson giant palm, cleaving the Twelve-Petal Karma Fire Lotus, annihilating Ancestor Minghe, and splitting the Sea of Nether Blood, the sword light, once deemed unstoppable, finally exhausted all its energy.

It penetrated only dozens of zhang into the blood sea before losing momentum and dissolving within it.

After the sword light vanished, the split blood sea began to close, and within moments, it returned to its original state.

Given the sheer scale of the Sea of Nether Blood, unless Luo Fu could cleave the entire Sea of Nether Blood in one strike, no matter what he did to it, it would recover swiftly.

To split the Sea of Nether Blood in two—even Saint Tongtian could not accomplish it.

Along with the blood sea, Ancestor Minghe also restored.

"Such a ferocious sword light—I must admit, in the way of the sword, Old Ancestor is inferior to you. Not just Old Ancestor; in the Three Realms, aside from Saint Tongtian, no one can match you in swordcraft."

In the blink of an eye, Ancestor Minghe, split in two, reappeared in his original position, his form unchanged, his aura undiminished.

This is precisely what makes Ancestor Minghe so troublesome.

As long as the blood sea does not dry, Ancestor Minghe does not die.

So long as he remains within the blood sea, so long as the blood sea does not dry, Ancestor Minghe cannot perish.

With the blood sea, Ancestor Minghe possesses an immortal body.

No matter how many times he dies, Ancestor Minghe can instantly reform a new body.

Just now, Ancestor Minghe could have chosen not to defend at all.

In fact, Ancestor Minghe rarely defends actively anymore.

Since developing the Sea of Nether Blood to a certain degree and gaining immortality, Lin Yuantu, A Bi, and the Twelve-Petal Karma Fire Lotus have become increasingly irrelevant to Ancestor Minghe.

In battle, his true strength lies in wielding the power of the blood sea to overwhelm opponents with brute force.

With near-immortality, defense holds little meaning for Ancestor Minghe.

"Unfortunately, your sword, no matter how ferocious, is useless against Old Ancestor. So long as I remain within the Sea of Nether Blood, I am invincible—even a Saint cannot harm me, let alone you!"

With a wave of his hand, Ancestor Minghe retracted the Twelve-Petal Karma Fire Lotus beneath his feet into his body, then regarded Luo Fu with a cold, solemn expression, his gaze sharpening into intense seriousness.

From their exchange, Ancestor Minghe finally recognized Luo Fu's strength.

He now understood why the ever-shameless Buddhist sect had swallowed its pride after Luo Fu subdued the Buddha.

In Ancestor Minghe's eyes, Luo Fu—once already enshrouded in mystery—had grown even more inscrutable.

If previously Luo Fu had been a fog to Ancestor Minghe, now he was a deep pool, bottomless.

One who dares to proclaim "As long as the blood sea does not dry, Ancestor Minghe does not die" is undoubtedly arrogant and domineering.

Before engaging Luo Fu, even knowing Luo Fu was strong, Ancestor Minghe had dismissed him entirely.

In Ancestor Minghe's eyes, Luo Fu had always been merely a junior.

Though Luo Fu's previous feats were formidable—subduing the Buddha with a mere flick of his hand—

to Ancestor Minghe, Luo Fu was still a junior, far below their level.

A great cultivator like the Buddha? Ancestor Minghe could easily suppress him within the Sea of Nether Blood.

Great cultivators like Ancestor Minghe had nearly reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint Realm, standing just one step from Hunyuan.

If a separate realm were to be defined, the level of cultivators like Ancestor Minghe could be called Quasi-Saint Limit.

After countless Wushuyuan Society's accumulation, veteran great cultivators like Ancestor Minghe had each refined their chosen Dao to profound depths and possessed formidable trump cards.

Even Saints could not necessarily overcome them.

Luo Fu's displayed abilities were not far from the realm of Ancestor Minghe and others.

Compared to the countless Wushuyuan Society's accumulation of Ancestor Minghe and other great cultivators, Luo Fu lacked any such depth—he had not yet developed his own techniques based on Dao comprehension.

In other words, Luo Fu's Dao comprehension was sufficient, but he lacked powerful enough methods to wield it.

At least, in Ancestor Minghe's view, Luo Fu's current techniques were merely the most basic applications of Dao's profundity.

These simple applications appeared so powerful, capable of subduing the Buddha with a mere gesture, solely because Luo Fu's Dao comprehension was exceptionally profound and he had grasped an extraordinary number of Daos.