Chapter 713: Bloodline Fusion, the Birth of Taiji

A powerful pressure radiated from his body, and the entire temple was trembling.

Cultivators far away in the Outer Seas could feel this terrifying aura, and many were trembling with fear.

"What kind of monster is this?" the Alliance cultivators looked toward the direction of Ten Thousand Demon Island in horror.

"I have never felt such a terrifying pressure before."

The reaction of the demon race was much the same; even powerhouses at the Demon King level felt their hearts palpitate.

"The Ancient Gumo has truly been resurrected," the Vast Sea True Dragon said with a pale face.

"This pressure is even more terrifying than in the legends."

Inside the temple, the Gumo looked down at Lin Xuan and Bai Suxin.

"Little bugs, thank you for the contribution you have made to my resurrection."

"As a reward, I will let you die a bit more quickly."

He raised his massive fist, preparing to deliver the final blow to the two of them.

This punch carried the power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth, enough to shatter the entire mountain peak.

Lin Xuan looked at the Gumo before him without the slightest retreat.

Although the final seal of the Nine Nether Demon Scripture remained unbroken, he had already gained immense power from the purification of the previous eight layers.

The awakening level of his Genesis bloodline had reached an unprecedented height.

"Suxin, thank you for your support," Lin Xuan said, looking back at the dying Bai Suxin.

"Leave the rest to me."

He slowly stood up, the light wings behind him becoming even more dazzling.

The power of time and space flowed around him, as if the entire world were under his control.

"Gumo, you are rejoicing too early," Lin Xuan said calmly.

"The real battle is only just beginning."

The platinum-colored Genesis power began to converge, forming a sharp contrast with the evil aura on the Gumo's body.

Light and darkness, creation and destruction, hope and despair.

Two diametrically opposed forces were about to engage in their final contest.

Nezha and Zhang Wuji also rushed back from outside, and were shocked to see the scene before them.

"The Gumo has truly been resurrected," Nezha said, gripping the Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand.

"Lin Xuan, we are here to help you!"

Zhang Wuji also drew his Long Sword, a powerful Righteousness Long Lasts surging through his body.

"No matter how powerful the enemy is, we must fight to the end!"

The four stood side by side, facing the terrifying Gumo.

This battle would determine the fate of the entire cultivation world.

If they lost, the entire world would fall into eternal darkness.

If they won, light would be able to shine upon the earth once more.

The Gumo looked at the four "ants" before him and let out a sneer of disdain.

"A mere few human juniors, and you dare to make an enemy of me?"

"Then let me show you what true terror is!"

Saying this, he swung a fatal punch.

The Gumo's giant fist crashed down with the power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

Lin Xuan hurriedly unleashed the power of time and space, attempting to slow the speed of the attack.

But he soon discovered that the newly awakened power of time and space felt inadequate in actual combat.

The effect of time deceleration was negligible, and the Gumo's fist still approached at an astonishing speed.

"Damn it!" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth and dodged, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

The giant fist smashed into the temple floor, instantly blasting out a bottomless crater.

The entire temple shook violently, and the cracks on the walls grew larger and larger.

"Not bad reflexes for a little bug," the Gumo sneered.

"But can you dodge a second time if you dodged the first?"

He swung his fist to attack again, this time with greater speed and a more devious angle.

Lin Xuan barely managed to deflect the attack trajectory using the Space Rending Technique, but the massive wind from the punch still shook him until blood flowed from his seven orifices.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was too vast.

The Gumo possessed tens of thousands of years of combat experience, and every attack was precise and lethal.

While Lin Xuan had the power of time and space, he was not yet skilled in its use and could not unleash its proper power at all.

"Lin Xuan, watch out!" Nezha rushed in from the side, his Fire-Tipped Spear thrusting straight at the Gumo's waist.

But with a casual wave, the Gumo sent Nezha flying, along with his spear.

Nezha slammed into the temple wall, spat out blood, and could not get back up for a time.

Zhang Wuji was not to be outdone, unleashing the Nine Yang Divine Art to attack with all his might.

"Righteousness Long Lasts—slay the evil and eliminate the demons!"

The golden sword light slashed toward the Gumo's neck, but it only left a white mark on his skin.

The Gumo struck back with a palm, and Zhang Wuji screamed as he flew away.

Several of his ribs were broken, his internal organs were severely damaged, and he was no longer able to fight.

"Hahaha! Just by relying on you few ants, you want to contend with me?"

The Demon God laughed wildly and continued to attack Lin Xuan, each strike carrying terrifying power.

Lin Xuan barely held on, but the wounds on his body were becoming increasingly severe.

The scars from the space-time tearing continued to multiply, and fresh blood dyed his clothes red.

"This cannot go on," Lin Xuan thought anxiously.

Although his space-time power was miraculous, it had only just awakened, and he was far from being able to use it proficiently.

Facing an existence like the Demon God, simple evasion could not last long at all.

Just as Lin Xuan was about to be hit by the Demon God's attack, Bai Suxin suddenly made a shocking decision.

"Lin Xuan, come here!" she shouted, weak but firm.

"I want to perform a bloodline fusion with you!"

Lin Xuan was stunned: "Bloodline fusion? That is too dangerous!"

"There is no time to worry about that!" A resolute light burned in Bai Suxin's eyes.

"Only by combining the ancient heritage of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan with the Creation bloodline can we create power sufficient to contend with the Demon God!"

Bloodline fusion is a forbidden secret art of the demon race, and its success rate is extremely low.

During the fusion process of different bloodlines, the slightest carelessness would cause the bloodlines to reject each other, leading both parties to explode and die.

Even for bloodline fusion between members of the same clan, the mortality rate exceeds ninety percent.

Let alone the human race's Creation bloodline and the demon race's Nine-Tailed bloodline; such cross-species fusion had never been attempted by anyone.

But Bai Suxin could no longer worry about such dangers.

She looked at the heavily wounded Lin Xuan, with only one thought in her heart—no matter the cost, she had to help him achieve victory.

"Trust me, Lin Xuan!" Bai Suxin burned her final life essence.

The only tail remaining behind her turned completely into flames, and all her demon power gathered into her demon core.

"My bloodline contains the inherited wisdom of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan spanning tens of thousands of years."

"Once it fuses with your Creation bloodline, it will surely create a miracle!"

Lin Xuan looked at her firm gaze, and infinite emotion surged in his heart.

"Alright! I trust you!"

He no longer hesitated and actively rushed to Bai Suxin's side.

The two held hands tightly and began this bloodline fusion of uncertain outcome.

Bai Suxin slowly guided the essence from the Core of her demon core into Lin Xuan's meridians.

The power of the Nine-Tailed bloodline surged into his body like a silver tide.

At the same time, Lin Xuan also released his complete control over the Creation bloodline.

The platinum-colored Creation power began to make contact with the silver Nine-Tailed power.

In an instant, both of them felt intense pain.

The different bloodlines clashed violently within their bodies, as if they were going to tear their bodies apart.

Silver and white patterns began to appear on Lin Xuan's skin, and every single pattern was constantly changing.