Chapter 602

"Using the Path of Light as a sword—clever move. But the Ancestor has no shortage of magic power or time. Let the Ancestor see how long you can hold out."

Seeing his billions of sword beams effortlessly blocked by Luo Fu, Ancestor Minghe felt no surprise; his voice rang out again, countless Blood Spirits speaking as one, shaking heaven and earth.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Along with the voice came billions of sword beams.

The countless Blood Spirits raised their hands once more and slashed with their swords.

As Ancestor Minghe had said, he had no shortage of magic power—or time.

Even if such attacks came a hundred more times, Ancestor Minghe could carry them out effortlessly.

Sssss~~~

The billions of sword beams clashed once more with the Light Sword Curtain.

Again, the billions of sword beams were dissolved; the Light Sword Curtain remained unharmed.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Faced with this result, the countless Blood Spirits had only one response: continue raising their hands and releasing sword beams.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Under this intense assault and defense, Luo Fu and the Light Sword Curtain before him remained untouched, but the surrounding space could not endure—it began cracking with countless visible spatial fissures.

Ancestor Minghe remained unmoved, continuing to release sword beams.

It seemed he had resolved to wear Luo Fu down until he died.

Ancestor Minghe preferred to crush opponents with raw power and war of attrition, but Luo Fu had no time to waste on such a game.

After testing the effect of the Light Sword Curtain, Luo Fu raised his right hand once more and began to perform a new technique.

Crack!

Whoosh!

This time, he still centered his technique on the Path of Swords.

As Luo Fu manipulated it, the space already riddled with fissures shattered violently, breaking into countless microscopic, visible spatial cracks.

The number of these spatial cracks exceeded billions upon billions.

And these countless spatial fissures, at Luo Fu's wave of his hand, coalesced into countless tiny swords.

That was not all. After the tiny spatial swords formed, Luo Fu lightly tapped—two beams of light, one deep black, one pitch black, flew into the crystal longsword before him.

After absorbing the two beams, the crystal longsword immediately radiated three-colored light.

This light shone upon all the tiny spatial swords.

"Cut!"

Having completed these actions, Luo Fu began his counterattack.

He pressed his right hand gently over the Netherblood Sea—countless tiny spatial swords surged forward to meet the billions of sword beams.

Sssss~~~

The tiny spatial swords and the billions of sword beams collided in midair.

The Path of Swords suppressed the killing aura of Lin Yuantu and A Bi; the Path of Light dissolved the blood miasma; the Path of Reincarnation absorbed the blood miasma that could not be dissolved.

The pitch-black light was the Path of Consumption.

The Path of Consumption absorbed the blood miasma purified by the Path of Light and the blood miasma absorbed by the Path of Reincarnation, reinforcing the tiny spatial swords.

This collision did not end with mutual destruction; the tiny spatial swords effortlessly dissolved and consumed all the billions of sword beams.

The countless tiny spatial swords, unchanged in number, pierced through space at incredible speed, hurtling toward the countless Blood Spirits.

"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

Seeing the tiny spatial swords shatter the billions of sword beams unscathed, Ancestor Minghe roared urgently, commanding trillions upon trillions of sword beams to slash at Luo Fu in rapid succession.

The entire Netherblood Sea was nearly engulfed in sword beams.

If Luo Fu had not sealed off the Netherblood Sea the moment he entered it, the commotion within might have been detected across all Three Realms.

The number of sword beams was immense, blotting out sky and sun.

But the number of tiny spatial swords was greater—space could be divided infinitely; even an area the size of a fingernail could be split a number of times beyond astronomical reckoning.

The sword beams blotting out sky and sun met the tiny spatial swords—and the outcome changed not at all.

After absorbing and dissolving these sword beams, the tiny spatial swords had already neared the surface of the Netherblood Sea.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Countless tiny spatial swords, moving at blinding speed, pierced through every single Blood Spirit simultaneously.

Nearly every Blood Spirit was pierced by hundreds or thousands of tiny spatial swords.

Under the piercing might of the Peerless Path of Swords, the countless Blood Spirits were all turned into sieves.

Sssss~~~

At the same time, the other Dao forces on the tiny spatial swords also struck the Blood Spirits.

The Path of Light began purifying them; the Path of Reincarnation absorbed, and the Path of Consumption transformed—the absorbed blood miasma was converted back into Dao energy by the Path of Consumption.

Although the Blood Spirits carried little Dao energy, this energy clung like parasitic worms.

It continuously devoured the Blood Spirits.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Faced with this, Ancestor Minghe had no choice but to order the Blood Spirits to scatter.

The countless Blood Spirits exploded violently, dissolving into countless blood droplets that remerged into the Netherblood Sea.