Chapter 576: Blood Demon Descends, Surrounded by Enemies

Lin Xuan and Xiao Yuan shouted the name of this new technique they had just comprehended in unison. The massive Taiji Pattern began to rotate, generating a peculiar attractive force.

This power was not meant to oppose the Nine Heavens Lightning Tribulation of Ancestor Taixuan, but to contain it, understand it, and resolve it.

"What?" Ancestor Taixuan was greatly shocked; he discovered that the lightning power he had painstakingly condensed was actually beginning to be absorbed by that Taiji Pattern.

"No! This is impossible!"

But no matter how hard he tried, the thunderclouds in the sky were being absorbed bit by bit by the Taiji Pattern. What shocked him even more was that those lightning bolts, originally filled with a destructive aura, became gentle after being absorbed by the Taiji Pattern, transforming into pure Spirit Qi of heaven and earth.

"Senior Brother, I can feel it!" Xiao Yuan's voice was filled with excitement, "Our power is not just merging, it is evolving!"

"Yes, this is true harmony!" Lin Xuan also felt this marvelous change, "It is not about eliminating opposition, but making opposition meaningful!"

As the two deepened their understanding, the Taiji Pattern became even more perfect. It not only absorbed the lightning power of Ancestor Taixuan, but also began to radiate a light unlike anything seen before.

This light possessed both the profundity of the Taiji and a harmonious warmth, along with a vast tolerance that transcended individual emotions. Under the illumination of this light, the entire battlefield became tranquil.

"This... what is this power?" Ancestor Jianchi stopped his Long Sword, his eyes full of confusion. He discovered that the killing intent in his heart was slowly subsiding under the illumination of this light.

"What a marvelous feeling," Ancestor Guisha also withdrew his Ligui Wang, "It is as if I have returned to that innocence from when I first began learning Daoist arts..."

It was not just the enemies; even the people on the side of the Reform Alliance felt this change. The tension originally caused by the battle became peaceful, and everyone felt a tranquility deep within their hearts.

"This is the realm we have always been pursuing," Huiming Fangzhang pressed his palms together, a gratified smile appearing on his face, "Not conquering with violence, but influencing with understanding."

Ancestor Taixuan watched as his Nine Heavens Lightning Tribulation was completely resolved, the expression on his face becoming extremely complex. As a senior of the Cultivation World, he naturally understood what this scene before him meant.

"This... is this the Dao Realm?" His voice carried a trace of trembling, "You two juniors, you actually comprehended the Dao Realm in the midst of battle?"

The Dao Realm was the legendary supreme realm of the Cultivation World; it was said that only those who truly understood the Great Dao of heaven and earth could reach it. Countless cultivators exhausted their entire lives without being able to touch this realm, yet Lin Xuan and Xiao Yuan had comprehended it at the moment of life and death.

"Senior, this is not the merit of just the two of us," Xiao Yuan said gently, "This is the result of everyone's collective effort. It is everyone's trust and support that made the possibility of our breakthrough."

"That's right," Lin Xuan also nodded, "Without the philosophy of the Reform Alliance, without everyone's unity, we would never have been able to reach this realm."

Ancestor Taixuan listened to the words of the two, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He had cultivated for hundreds of years, always pursuing this very realm, yet he had never been able to break through. And these two young people had reached the height he dreamed of in just a few short years.

"Perhaps... perhaps I really was wrong..." Ancestor Taixuan muttered to himself, the rage in his eyes beginning to extinguish.

Just as Ancestor Taixuan was lost in thought due to the breakthrough of Lin Xuan and Xiao Yuan, a burst of wild laughter suddenly came from the sky. This laughter carried endless madness and evil, like the roar of an evil ghost from Jiuyou Diyu, making everyone feel a chill rising from the depths of their marrow.

"Hahahaha! Brilliant! Truly, it is too brilliant!"

Everyone looked up in unison, only to see a figure shrouded in blood-colored light flying from afar, moving as fast as a falling meteor. As he approached, a thick, bloody stench began to permeate the air, as if the entire sky had been dyed red with fresh blood.

"This is... Yunxiaozi?" After Ancestor Taixuan saw the face of the person coming, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Yunxiaozi was like a different person compared to when he was at the Heavenly Sword Sect. His originally dignified and solemn face had become twisted and ferocious, covered in blood-colored patterns like a dense spiderweb. His eyes were no longer their normal black, but flickering with a heart-palpitating blood-red light, and in the depths of his pupils, it seemed as if countless wronged souls were wailing.

What was most shocking was the weapon in his hand. The ancient sword that originally symbolized the heritage of the Heavenly Sword Sect was gone, replaced by a Blood Disk. This disk was about the size of a washbasin, its surface carved with complex blood-colored Rune, each one flickering with an evil light, as if cast from the fresh blood of countless living beings.

"Old man Taixuan, thank you all for providing me with so much fresh flesh and blood!" Yunxiaozi's voice was like an evil ghost from hell, every word carrying a bone-chilling evil aura. He hovered in mid-air, looking down at the thousands of cultivators below, his eyes flickering with greedy light, just like a hungry wolf seeing a plump flock of sheep.

"Yunxiaozi, what has happened to you?" Huiming Fangzhang looked at the completely unfamiliar Yunxiaozi before him, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. As a high monk of the Buddha Sect, he was most sensitive to evil auras, and the evil aura emanating from Yunxiaozi at this moment exceeded that of any demonic cultivator he had ever seen.

"What happened?" Yunxiaozi let out a wild laugh, "I have never been so clear-headed! The old me was too stupid, actually believing in some righteous cause, believing in some sect glory. Now I finally understand, in this world, only absolute power is the truth!"

He raised the Blood Disk in his hand, and the disk began to rotate slowly, emitting a buzzing sound. As the speed of rotation increased, the blood-colored Rune on the disk began to emit a dazzling red light, spreading out in all directions.

"Blood Demon Great Art—Ten Thousand Bloods Return to Origin!"

Yunxiaozi's roar resounded through the sky, and the rotation speed of the Blood Disk reached its limit. Countless blood-red rays of light shot out from the disk, scattering across the entire battlefield like flowers falling from the sky.

"Not good! Everyone, scatter quickly!" Lin Xuan felt the evil power contained within these red lights and immediately shouted to warn everyone.

However, it was already too late. Those blood-red rays of light were extremely fast, covering the entire battlefield in an instant. Any cultivator touched by the red light, whether from the traditional factions or the Reform Alliance, began to bleed uncontrollably from their seven orifices.

"Ah! My blood... my blood is draining away!" A disciple of Wanjian Valley discovered in horror that the vital blood within his body was being forcibly extracted by some invisible force, seeping out through his pores and gathering into lines of blood that flew toward Yunxiaozi in the sky.