The blood son pointed to Deng Chanyu with the "A-bei" sword and said, "Are you a disciple of the Goddess of the Celestial Land? Indeed, you are outstanding. However, it shouldn't be that such a young Daoist should be able to see through my arrangement."
Deng Chanyu was full of caution, holding the South Star's separating fire sword tightly in one hand and taking out the map of mountains and rivers and the state's gods, "Your blood son's cultivation is indeed magical, but no matter how many changes there are, they all deviate from the essence. Your path of change ultimately falls short, and cannot be considered as the true Tao."
In fact, she was just bluffing, and she saw nothing at all.
She had simply inferred a blood-related calamity and a grim omen due to previous calculations using the River Diagram and the Lo Book, coupled with the faint blood smell on Shen Gong Biao's body, leading her to make this judgment.
"The mortal world is not a place to linger. Elder, please leave quickly, for there may still be a sliver of life left." Deng Chanyu's persuasion was earnest.
She was truly unwilling to engage in battle with this old monster. The key was that Menghe Laozu had four billion and eight million blood-son avatars. As long as there is one left, Menghe will not die.
"Hahaha hahaha——" The blood son laughed wildly, his facial features gradually transforming from Shen Gong Biao to the appearance of Menghe Laozu.
Deng Chanyu felt a jolt in her heart.
"Retreat? I cannot retreat any further! The only way is to advance, to forge a true path of blood! To slay the heavens, to conquer the earth, to offer blood as an offering to all living beings. My blood-killing Tao today begins with you!"
The blood son sprang up violently, his A-bei sword suddenly crossing a space of over ten steps in an eerie manner, instantly swinging down in front of Deng Chanyu.
In a hurry, Deng Chanyu raised her South Star's separating fire sword to block, and the collision between the two swords melted the fiery flames on her sword under the overwhelming blood aura. The power she had always prided herself on was forcibly crushed by the opponent, as if an entire world's force was crashing down upon her.
"I will help you!" Long Ji pulled out her father's Heavenly Sword, displaying an awe-inspiring might and emitting a million rays of light. Together with Deng Chanyu, they finally managed to withstand the blood son's sudden attack.
"Hahaha hahaha, little brat, if your family elder were here, I would have a little respect for them. But with you lot? The blood son's body was suffused with a boundless blood aura. His face was twisted and his sword strokes became swifter and swifter.
They accumulate killing intent in their daily lives, unleash a sword strike that extinguishes all life, and then dissipate the accumulated killing intent. Afterward, they continue to accumulate more killing intent, waiting for the next strike to be unleashed. This is the usual process for any weapon with a spirit that is normally used by those who engage in battle.
The A-bei Sword has killed countless lives, with innumerable souls beneath its blade. However, this sword leaves no causal connection to its victims. The killing aura accumulated on the sword since the beginning of time has reached an alarming level.
The blood son's strength and the unparalleled sharpness of the A-bei Sword were nothing compared to what followed. With no restrictions, Deng Chanyu could solve him within ten moves. It was the chilling killing aura emanating from the sword edge that was truly terrifying.
Deng Chanyu and Long Ji were struggling to hold on, finding it incredibly difficult to resist the killing aura. Long Ji was a complete novice, having barely fought before. Deng Chanyu, although experienced in fighting against enemies, could only lead charges and kill a hundred or eighty at most in a battle. After becoming a immortal, unless there were special circumstances, she no longer personally charged into battle.
Facing not advanced methods or innate magical treasures, but a tangible, overwhelming killing aura that affected the heart and mind, every time she resisted a strike, the screams and wails of the countless souls under the A-bei Sword would be deafening. She felt like she was single-handedly fighting against an endless sea of spirits. She could only feel her heart shake, and even her previous tenfold strength was only able to be used to a seventh degree.
In order to help her bear the pressure, Long Ji was in full battle mode. Her Dragon Draconis sword, Luan Fei sword, Yao Chi white light sword and Heavenly Sword were floating in front of her, arranged in a straight line. In that instant, she drew the Luan Fei sword and sliced out a brilliant white phantom of the Qing bird. In the next breath, she picked up the Yao Chi white light sword and slashed at the endless blood mist with a delicate yet extraordinarily resilient silver thread.
With Deng Chanyu's South Star's separating fire sword added to the mix, the two of them supporting each other managed to break free from the overwhelming killing aura. After gradually adapting to this style of combat, the blood son's combat power was no longer formidable.
They consecutively struck the blood son with several swords, but he was completely made of blood. The blood dispersed and regrouped, and the previous wounds disappeared.
"Ahu, this guy won't die. What should we do? Can we seek help from the goddess?
Deng Chanyu sighed lightly, "According to the agreement of the saints, during a great calamity, the saints are forbidden from intervening."
In the original timeline, Maitreya Supreme Buddha watched helplessly as the twelve golden immortals of the Chuanzhang Sect were cut off their three flowers and closed their five vital energy, becoming ordinary people. His original intention was to protect his disciples' lives, but he was forced to intervene himself due to the interference of the three goddesses of calamity. This is why he counterattacked.
Now that the blood son and the Minghe Laozu behind him have directly entered the Great Karmic Disaster, it is his own fate, and also Deng Chanyu and Long Ji's fate. The Saint cannot casually intervene.
According to Deng Chanyu's speculation, Hongjun that old guy probably wants to take this opportunity to completely resolve the problem of the Minghe Laozu, who eats and takes without contributing anything to the Primordial World.
Killing one Menghe would likely increase the spiritual energy concentration of the Primordial World by a point.
Now to find the Saint? It's impossible.
While defending, Deng Chanyu asked Long Ji, "Can the Supreme Lord intervene?"
Long Ji's expression was also very difficult: "You don't understand my father, he is as old-fashioned as it gets. If it doesn't conform to the rules of heaven, he definitely won't interfere."
Taking advantage of the brief moment of error, Long Ji winked at Deng Chanyu, and she shook her head slightly. Now was not the time to use the Map of Mountains and Rivers. Destroying one blood son would mean nothing, as there were many more outside. All of them must be dealt with at once.
Their brief distraction allowed the blood son's attack to surge again.
"Teacher! The blood waves on the sea are about to swallow us!" Zhao Cha shouted towards Deng Chanyu's side.
At that moment, large quantities of blood surged into the dwelling first, and blood solidified, giving rise to several more blood-son avatars covered in blood.
Among them, one blood son let out a scream, using his blood to condense a cudgel the length of his chest, aiming for the gap and charging ferociously at Deng Chanyu's back.
"Hmm? Yuan Futong?!"
Deng Chanyu hard-blocked the blow with the Fenghuang feather cloak and the eight-nine Primordial Martial Arts. She turned her side, facing behind and spitting out a stream of Vermilion Sun divine flame.
A blood son with about 80% similarity to Yuan Futong was burned to ashes, but soon another one appeared on the other side.
More than ten blood sons surrounded her, including Yuan Futong, who was exceptionally skilled in combat.
Li Jing and the Old Dragon King both stepped in to intercept the formidable enemies for them.
Zhao Cha was overly excited. Although he was small, his legs were short but fast. With the help of his innate divine power and the brick that Deng Chanyu had previously given him, he struck at the blood sons.
At this moment, the Night Guard Sea Li Yin found Dragon King and his son. He had survived because he went out to patrol the sea, and now he brought Dragon King's third son Er with two blue hammers.
Ao Bing held the two hammers and shouted as he joined the battle.
Li Yin was a bit speechless. The battle between humans and the dragon race has nothing to do with our Dragon Palace. Seeing that Dragon King and his son were fighting tirelessly, he could only helplessly raise his steel spear and cooperate with Ao Bing to attack a blood son.
