of his feet on the ground, he surged towards Xia Liang like a bolt of lightning. He charged right up close, and the fiery red blade of Pantian Mountain Sword roared out of its sheath, slicing down wit...More than two months ago, when the Kyushu army marched into the Blood Refining Realm, Lu Ye had refined his own avatar and hadn't retrieved it since. It wasn't that he didn't have the time, it was just unnecessary.
Over the past two months, I have been hunting down Holy Species everywhere. My avatars haven't been idle either. Although they are inferior in number to me, my avatars have also slain over thirty Holy Species.
After those holy species died, their sacred blood remained. Naturally, the avatars wouldn't have missed out on this opportunity and absorbed it all into themselves.
Although when it comes to refining, the avatar lacks the convenience of the main body. Because the avatar's existence is based solely on a root of the talent tree, there isn't enough talent tree fuel available. So, during the refining process of holy blood, the avatar only retains the holiness while the massive energy contained within the holy blood is removed to avoid affecting the avatar's power output.
In other words, even a clone possesses immensely powerful sanctity. Though it pales in comparison to the original, it is a level that the Blood Race Saints could never hope to reach.
The situation was intense for a moment, and the battle was astonishing.
During the previous battles with the blood giants, the most difficult thing for Kyushu cultivators was that they had no chance to attack. The opponent's attacks were too sharp and too dense, leaving them only able to dodge and resist with all their might. Such a battle offered no possibility of victory. But now things are different. Although the blood giant is still attacking, the Kyushu cultivators are not idle either. As long as they can attack the opponent, there is hope of winning.
Long Bai laughed heartily, shaking the heavens. "Good boy, I knew you had the ability!"
Although he wasn't quite sure why Lu Ye could suppress the Blood Colossus after just a trip out, this suppression was clearly related to that strange sanctity.
As a human, one can't possibly comprehend the existence of holiness. This intangible power is something only the blood race can feel. Lu Ye's current situation isn't great. The Blood Giant clearly sensed the source of suppression, so many of its attacks are aimed at him.
Many strange blood arts surged out from the whirlpools on the Blood Giant's body, pouring into his sea of blood, attempting to slay him. All Lu Ye could do was constantly move within the sea of blood, changing his position while simultaneously urging the power of the sea of blood to deflect the attacks.In the midst of the fierce battle, the holy seed skulls embedded on the Blood Giant's body were shattered one after another. Without the interference of these divine soul impacts, the attack of the cultivators from the Nine Regions became even more ferocious.
Even those few cultivators who were originally recovering further away rejoined the fray, unleashing their techniques.
The situation seemed idyllic, but in reality everyone was on edge. Even under pressure, the Blood Giant's attacks were nothing to be underestimated. Anyone caught in its path would either die or be severely injured.
Only those at the ninth level of the Divine Sea Realm could achieve such feats. Those with slightly weaker cultivation would not survive long on such a fierce battlefield. The Blood Giant likely doesn't have a physical body. Its body is purely condensed from a massive river of blood, so even if countless attacks constantly strike it, it wouldn't suffer any real damage.
The countless pits that have been punched out will instantly recover. But this kind of recovery consumes the blood giant's foundation. What the cultivators of Kyushu are doing now is to continuously consume it until it is completely wiped out!
The effect was quite noticeable because everyone could clearly see that the Blood Giant's size was constantly shrinking. This was a sign that its foundation was being consumed. Even so, no one was sure if they would ultimately win, because while the Blood Giant's foundation was being consumed, the power of the Kyushu cultivators was also being depleted.
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The Blood Giant, with six arms flailing ceaselessly, unleashed a barrage of blood magic. Its massive body, every part a point of exertion, remained unshakable even without the aid of the sacred seeds' souls. As it once again swung its fist in one direction, two sword lights suddenly flared, then spun and intertwined like a top, charging toward the fist.
The gigantic fist slammed into the sword light, but instead of dispersing it, the spinning sword light followed along its arm and upwards. Wherever it passed, bloody arms were cut with massive grooves.
At first glance, it seemed as if a sword aura encircled the Blood Giant's arm.
The sword intent surged into the sky, causing even the blood sea above belonging to Lu Ye to churn.
In an instant, the sword circle zipped towards the blood giant's arm. The sword light scattered, revealing two figures on either side.
To everyone's astonishment, the two figures were the sword masters of Beixuan Jianzong across two generations. On the left was Jian Guhong, and on the right was Mu Suifeng.
Though separated by a long time, their lives shared the same lineage. The swordsmanship and true meaning of the sword they wielded were also passed down in one line. As soon as they appeared, both simultaneously swung their longswords, fiercely slashing towards each other's direction. Their movements were neat and uniform, as if mirroring each other.
When the shocking sword radiance erupted, a massive arm was severed at its roots and crashed downward. However, before it could hit the ground, it shattered into a rain of blood.
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The sky seemed to be raining blood...
The two sword masters' outburst was seemingly simple, but in reality, it was a strike delivered with all their might. After that single slash, both figures paused slightly, unable to suppress the tremor of exertion.
The Blood Giant, of course, wouldn't just stand there and take the beating. Within the swirls on his chest, a myriad of blood arts suddenly took shape, converging towards the two figures.
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A roar echoed, and Meng Jie's body suddenly erupted in a golden light. With some unknown sorcery, he flashed behind Jian Guhong and Mu Sui Feng before they could even react.
With a single kick, he sent both swordsmen flying.
Then, he bent his body, and a dazzling golden light shone on his back, as if he were wearing a golden shield.
Numerous blood arts bombarded this golden shield. In the blink of an eye, the golden shield dimmed, and it looked like it was about to shatter.
"Ke Mengjie wasn't a fool, she wouldn't just stand there. She had already floated forward, following the direction of the attacks."
Meng Jie felt a sense of foreboding, but before he could react, the sky that had been obscured by Lu Ye's blood sea suddenly darkened. A huge bloody palm slapped down towards him.
This top-tier martial cultivator from the Zhengqi Sect was treated like a fly, swatted directly onto the peak of Yuzhu Peak. The spirit peak trembled, and a huge crater appeared on the ground.
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Luckily, other cultivators intervened and restrained the Blood Giant, preventing it from stepping on them.
Meng Jie gasped for breath after a long time, feeling as if countless bones in his body were broken. Even with his powerful physique, being slapped directly by the Blood Giant almost crippled him.
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