Translator: CinderTL
"Giggle, giggle..."
Xue Mei stared at Xue Cangqiong, letting out a series of eerie laughs.
"Xue Cangqiong, your greatest backer is gone now. Giggle, giggle..."
Xue Cangqiong turned his head to look at Xue Mei, who was only a few dozen feet away from him, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.
A mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator actually dared to mock him.
"Seeking death!"
Xue Cangqiong's figure moved, transforming into a blur as he lunged fiercely toward Xue Mei.
He curled his fingers into claws, aiming for Xue Mei's neck.
Xue Mei was clearly prepared. A thick cloud of blood mist suddenly emerged from her body, instantly engulfing her completely.
Xue Cangqiong's figure shot through the blood mist like lightning, but he didn't even manage to touch the hem of Xue Mei's robe, only dispersing the dense blood mist.
He turned his head to look toward the southwest, where another cloud of blood mist had risen in the air about a hundred miles away.
Xue Mei's figure emerged from the blood mist, descending slowly.
Her face was slightly pale, clearly a result of the rapid depletion of her vital essence from using the Blood Escape Technique.
She flipped her hand and took out a jade bottle, swallowing two pills. Her pale complexion immediately improved.
Xue Mei turned her head to look toward the rear right. There, Song Wen's figure was rapidly approaching.
"Yin Shuo, how about we join forces and kill him?"
"Exactly what I was thinking."
Song Wen swept past Xue Mei.
His body rapidly expanded, instantly transforming into a three-zhang-tall Giant Corpse.
A blood-colored seal flew out from the Giant Corpse's mouth, hovering in mid-air.
The blood-colored seal suddenly disintegrated on its own, transforming into a vast sea of blood that floated in the air.
The sea of blood blotted out the sky, covering an area of two hundred miles in radius.
Song Wen's figure disappeared into the sea of blood.
Xue Cangqiong glanced at the sea of blood that had already extended to within a few feet of him, his eyes dark and sinister.
Having let Xue Mei escape from right under his nose, Xue Cangqiong was already filled with resentment.
Now, seeing Song Wen activate a Mystic Treasure to attack him, yet not using the Spiritual Sense Attack technique he feared the most, this was exactly what Xue Cangqiong wanted.
Using a blood-path Mystic Treasure to attack him, the ancestor of the Crimson Blood Sect, was simply asking for humiliation.
At that moment, Xue Cangqiong's peripheral vision caught sight of a three-zhang-tall Giant Corpse suddenly emerging from the sea of blood below, lunging fiercely toward his back.
"Trying to ambush me? What a foolish dream!"
Xue Cangqiong let out a soft utterance, activating a crimson flying sword that slashed fiercely toward the Giant Corpse.
The flying sword met no resistance, easily striking the target.
The Giant Corpse was split in two, cleaved down the middle.
Xue Cangqiong was momentarily stunned.
How could 'Yin Shuo' be so weak?
However, in the next moment, 'Yin Shuo's' corpse turned into two pools of blood, merging back into the sea of blood.
Xue Cangqiong's eyes narrowed.
"Is this a blood-path clone?"
As if to confirm Xue Cangqiong's speculation, eighteen figures emerged from the sea of blood, subtly surrounding him.
Since Song Wen advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, the number of Blood Shadow Clones had increased to eighteen, each possessing the strength of a Golden Core peak.
The eighteen Giant Corpses simultaneously surged into the air, all lunging toward Xue Cangqiong.
These eighteen Giant Corpses were completely identical, even their auras were exactly the same.
For a moment, Xue Cangqiong couldn't distinguish which was real or fake, nor could he tell if 'Yin Shuo's' true body was among them.
However, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
'Yin Shuo' without the Spiritual Sense Attack posed no threat to him.
Xue Cangqiong's figure rapidly ascended, putting distance between himself and the swarm of Giant Corpses.
In his hand, a two-foot-tall Corpse Infant suddenly appeared.
As Xue Cangqiong infused it with Spiritual Power, the Corpse Infant opened its eyes, filled with resentment, and let out eerie laughter from its mouth.
"Hehehe..."
The eerie laughter echoed through the air, radiating in all directions.
Seventeen of the eighteen Giant Corpses were instantly struck as if by lightning.
They seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, their bodies suddenly twisting and deforming. Then, they abruptly shattered, turning into a rain of blood that scattered in the air.
Xue Cangqiong looked at the remaining Giant Corpse, his eyes cold and sharp.
"I've found you."
He once again activated the Crying Blood Infant.
The laughter emitted by the Crying Blood Infant no longer scattered in all directions but instead shot like tangible arrows directly at the Giant Corpse.
Although Xue Mei had easily neutralized the Crying Blood Infant's attack earlier, it remained Xue Cangqiong's most powerful Mystic Treasure.
Xue Cangqiong didn't believe that 'Yin Shuo' could also neutralize the Crying Blood Infant's laughter.
However, when the laughter reached the Giant Corpse's ears, the corpse merely swayed slightly, its decayed and blackened skin turning slightly more vibrant, but there was no other reaction.
Xue Cangqiong was momentarily stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Xue Mei had been able to block the Crying Blood Infant's attack by relying on an unknown spell that formed a barrier, preventing the laughter from reaching her ears.
But 'Yin Shuo' had fully endured the Crying Blood Infant's attack and remained completely unaffected, as if he were a true zombie with no vital energy or blood within him.
A flash appeared between Song Wen's eyebrows, and nine transparent blades shot out, aiming directly at Xue Cangqiong, who was dozens of feet away.
With a flip of his hand, a beast bone appeared in front of Xue Cangqiong.
The bone was no more than two feet long, covered in densely packed runes, and had a grayish-white hue.
It emitted intense soul power fluctuations, clearly a top-grade soul Mystic Treasure.
This was the real reason he dared to confront Song Wen.
The beast bone emitted a pale white light, enveloping the area within ten feet around Xue Cangqiong.
When the nine Focused Spirit Stabs entered the white light, they were immediately slowed down as if trapped in quicksand.
The momentum of the Focused Spirit Stabs also diminished rapidly, their blades gradually thinning and shrinking.
By the time they approached Xue Cangqiong, the three-inch-long Focused Spirit Stabs had been reduced to less than half an inch.
Although all nine Focused Spirit Stabs eventually pierced Xue Cangqiong's sea of consciousness, his firm mental defenses ensured that they only caused a slight stinging sensation, without significantly affecting his consciousness or soul.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, a sharp sword cry rang out.
A crimson flying sword shot out, slashing toward Song Wen.
Since the Crying Blood Infant's attack had been ineffective, he decided to use the flying sword.
Surely 'Yin Shuo's' physical body couldn't withstand a flying sword.
Xue Cangqiong's previous actions had led Song Wen to mistakenly believe that Xue Cangqiong had no soul defense Mystic Treasure.
However, the truth was that Xue Cangqiong actually possessed a top-grade soul defense Mystic Treasure, catching Song Wen completely off guard.
The moment the beast bone appeared, Song Wen knew that killing Xue Cangqiong would not be easy.
Seeing the flying sword coming at him, Song Wen quickly pointed toward the blood sea below.
The blood sea churned, and a blood pillar as thick as a tree trunk surged upward, heading straight for the flying sword.
The sword energy on the flying sword was like a dragon.
With a single slash, the blood pillar was split in two, turning into a shower of blood that scattered in the air before falling back into the blood sea.
The flying sword's momentum remained undiminished as it continued to slash toward Song Wen.
In the brief moment when the blood pillar blocked the flying sword, Song Wen seized the opportunity to dive into the sea of blood and vanished without a trace.
The flying sword slashed into the sea of blood, instantly splitting it in two, cleaving it into two halves.
The sea of blood then disintegrated, transforming into a blood seal.
Song Wen's figure reappeared, a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth.
Xue Cangqiong redirected the flying sword and fiercely slashed towards Song Wen.
(End of the Chapter)
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