Chapter 575: Heavenly Mad Blood Absolute

Yu Liancheng soared into the air, and facing Wudao Kuangtian's "Blood Blade Floating Life," his entire body's Sword Qi surged violently, rushing up to pierce the clouds.

In the eyes of Wudao Kuangtian, Yu Liancheng was both man and sword; man and sword were one, inseparable.

As Yu Liancheng pointed his fingers like a sword and thrust them forward, a Sword Qi as surging as an avalanche spread across the sky, crashing toward the sky full of blood blades.

——Sword Dao of Destiny: Sword River Snow Surge.

In an instant, those countless blood blades were shattered by the impact of the mighty Sword Qi.

The remaining Sword Qi suddenly increased in speed, and before Wudao Kuangtian could even react, he was struck by this vast and mighty Sword Qi.

However, something unbelievable happened.

Yu Liancheng's Sword Qi, just like the teapot before, passed through his chest and out his back, as if the opponent had no physical form at all.

But fortunately, this Sword Qi was not entirely useless. That sharp and chilling Sword Qi fiercely sliced open the blood-colored energy that had been permeating Wudao Kuangtian's body surface, revealing the true form he had hidden most deeply.

When he saw his true form, Yu Liancheng's expression remained calm, though his brows furrowed slightly. But beside him, Bu Jingyun's cold face widened in eyes, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Bu Jingyun was steady by nature, and after becoming a direct disciple of Xiongba, he had fought in all directions; despite his young age, he was well-accustomed to the storms of the Edo.

But the scene before him truly shocked him.

Beneath the blood-colored mist, there was no flesh, no bones, no internal organs, no brain... there was not even any physical substance, only a mass of humanoid blood energy.

A mass of constantly flowing humanoid blood energy.

No wonder both the teapot and the Sword Qi had passed through his body.

"Haha, how could a mere ignorant junior like you break the mysteries of this seat's Supreme Divine Art, 'Heavenly Mad Blood Absolute'?" Wudao Kuangtian laughed wildly.

The red energy on his body erupted once more, and a radius of several dozen zhang was shrouded in a layer of faint blood mist.

"Heh, is that so?"

Yu Liancheng sneered, and the next moment he suddenly appeared before the humanoid blood energy, striking out with a backhand palm. The strike was powerful and heavy, the palm force vast and terrifying, whipping up a fierce gale.

Wudao Kuangtian's blood energy palm met the attack.

Bang!

A muffled sound rang out.

Wudao Kuangtian styled himself as God, but how could he compare to Yu Liancheng's century of profound Internal Force? He immediately staggered backward, and the vast, unfathomable palm force invaded that mass of blood energy, causing the blood energy within the latter to shake and oscillate.

"Even if you are a mass of blood energy and can avoid physical damage from blades and swords, you are still affected by Sword Qi and palm force, just to a lesser extent. And when the palm force and Sword Qi are sufficiently vast, so-called blood energy is only fit to be blasted apart."

While speaking, Yu Liancheng was already swept up like a gale.

His legs unfolded, transforming into countless violent leg shadows that bombarded the target.

Wudao Kuangtian sneered; even though he felt a faint threat from those legs, as a "God," how could he retreat before a mere mortal? As the blood energy around his body surged wildly, he swung his blood-colored fists. Every punch he threw was like a mighty blood river crashing down, intending to sweep everything before him into the vast river of blood.

Bang, bang, bang!

Wudao Kuangtian's fists collided with Yu Liancheng's legs. In a flash, energy exploded repeatedly, as if bolts of thunder were cracking in mid-air.

However, with every clash, the blood-colored humanoid figure shook.

Just as Yu Liancheng said, this Wudao Kuangtian had no so-called physical body; even the same fist wind and leg energy could be mostly immunized, but he was still affected nonetheless.

Now, under Yu Liancheng's storm-like offensive, there were signs of gradual disintegration.

If Wudao Kuangtian had been intent on fleeing, it would have been one thing; his blood energy could disperse and gather, and even Yu Liancheng would have had to spend some effort to stop him.

But as it happened, this fellow lacked the strength of a God, but possessed the pride of one.

He did not retreat in the slightest.

"Final strike!" Yu Liancheng's figure moved, his right leg sweeping with the force of a gale, as if wielding a war halberd, sweeping across all directions with the power to defy an entire army.

This was the "Divine Blade Shadowless Legs" he had learned when he first entered the Edo, using leg techniques to evolve into the eighteen types of weapons, possessing both the violence and agility of leg techniques while fully unleashing the characteristics of weapons.

Amidst two loud "bangs," his right leg first swept away the right arm Wudao Kuangtian had used to defend himself, then fiercely lashed down onto the opponent's head. A shrill scream rang out, and that blood-energy figure disintegrated into red mist, scattering in all directions, just like cloth being torn apart.

Yu Liancheng's figure descended slowly. He felt no pride in defeating such a mysterious expert, merely glancing at Ni Pusa and saying indifferently: "Let's continue on our way."

He knew that Wudao Kuangtian was not dead.

"Heavenly Mad Blood Absolute" was a technique for condensing a blood-energy avatar; what he had faced before was merely one such avatar, not his true body.

To Yu Liancheng, that Wudao Kuangtian could be called the most mysterious figure in this world, because in the original timeline, he had never revealed his true identity.

But this person seemed to have countless ties to Bu Jingyun and was suspected to be a member of the Bu Clan God Race. He also coveted the "Heavenly Cry," but because he feared the curse of the Heavenly Cry, he had never taken action.

This time, he likely saw Yu Liancheng heading straight for Pori Peak, where the Heavenly Cry Sutra was hidden, and coupled with the fact that he was bringing along Bu Jingyun, who could read the Heavenly Cry, he wanted to come and stop them in advance.

Furthermore, Ni Pusa, who had peered into the secrets of the Heavenly Cry, certainly knew Wudao Kuangtian's true identity, but for certain reasons, he could not reveal it.

However, Yu Liancheng was certain that this fellow would appear again during the process of retrieving the Wordless Heavenly Book.

Come then.

Wudao Kuangtian, let this seat see what kind of face you are hiding beneath that blood energy.

Several miles away from where Yu Liancheng and Wudao Kuangtian had fought.

A blood-colored figure spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wah." He clutched his chest in pain, revealing an expression of anger and fear.

This was Wudao Kuangtian's true body.

His avatar had been destroyed, and as the main body, although his life was not in danger, he would still suffer a backlash.

"Damn that Yu Liancheng, I have peerless divine arts and wisdom like the sea, yet I was defeated by a mere junior like you. What a great humiliation! A great humiliation!"

Wudao Kuangtian roared, and the cave where he was hiding shook incessantly, showing the depth of his Internal Force.

"However, perhaps I can make use of Yu Liancheng to open the Heavenly Cry. Only this time, I may need to take action myself. My true body can also transform into blood energy, and it is ten times more concentrated. Even if his palm wind and leg energy could destroy an avatar, they are still far from being able to harm my true body."

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

"Heavenly Cry, you will eventually fall into my hands. You shall become the supreme treasure that allows me to rule the Central Plains Divine Prefecture for all eternity!"

PS: Let's just do two thousand this morning; the plot of the Heavenly Cry will be finished with six thousand tonight.