313: Even the half-saint can't stop it? I don't believe it

On the mountain Peak.

Lin Xiu paced back and forth, his gaze nervously sweeping over the cave.

As early as an hour or two ago, the aura inside the cave had become peaceful, but Yao Tianhuo had not come out yet.

And a force blocked the entrance to the cave, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

"Did it fail? It shouldn't have. Compared to Xiao Yan using half an arm, I arranged a nearly complete skeleton."

Lin Xiu pondered in secret.

Suddenly.

He looked up at the distant horizon.

Within an orange-red sky, a particularly dazzling bloodline emerged.

This bloodline traversed the sky and was spreading towards his direction.

Although it had not yet approached, a heavy sense of oppression had already arrived first.

The air, under the influence of this power, became somewhat viscous.

A somewhat pungent smell of blood filled the air.

"Lin Xiu?"

From far to near, in the blink of an eye, a figure standing on a blood stream revealed himself.

This person was dressed in a blood-red robe, and his hair was also an unusual crimson color.

Red eyebrows and red eyes.

He exuded a stronger smell of blood than what was in the air.

"Someone from the Hall of Souls?"

Lin Xiu raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling behind the other party, where wisps of black clouds surged and swept over.

Among them, a phantom figure landed last.

"Lin Xiu, you killed my son and destroyed my Physical Body. Today, you are finished."

Before the person arrived, Chen Tiannan's excited voice was the first to transmit.

"You picked up a dog's life, didn't know to hide in a corner to eke out an existence, and still dared to come back. Do you think you'll have such good luck every time?"

Lin Xiu sneered.

On Chen Tiannan's phantom face, a hint of sarcasm appeared, "You're just putting on an act here. This time, it's the Four Celestial Venerable who has come, a powerful expert close to the Half-Saint rank. Do you think you can escape?"

Beside him, Old Ghost Zhai Xing's figure also appeared, "Lin Xiu, let your Void Ancient Dragon friend come out. Do you really think our Hall of Souls is afraid of the Void Ancient Dragon?"

"If you had come alone, you would have the right to say that. But relying on others' power, what kind of skill is that?"

Lin Xiu showed no respect to Old Ghost Zhai Xing.

"Celestial Blood River, make your move. Take him down quickly, lest there be further complications."

Old Ghost Zhai Xing ignored him and cupped his hands towards the blood-robed man.

"A bunch of useless people, such a junior, yet you repeatedly fail to take him down. The Hall of Souls keeping you is truly a waste."

Celestial Blood River seemed somewhat displeased by Old Ghost Zhai Xing's urging. After a sidelong glance, he looked back at Lin Xiu, "Will you obediently come with me, or wait until I blast you apart before you come with me?"

"I admit Your Excellency has some strength, but don't underestimate me too much."

A hint of solemnity flashed in Lin Xiu's eyes, but he maintained a calm expression.

"This old man understands what you mean."

Celestial Blood River's tone was indifferent. The blood flow beneath his feet surged, and a huge blood pillar shot out, transforming into a blood arrow that directly launched towards Lin Xiu.

The blood arrow was enveloped in a dense, sinister aura.

Facing the rapidly approaching attack, Lin Xiu dared not be careless. The opponent's strength was already close to the Half-Saint rank.

One must know that the Nine Star Dou Venerate is not the Peak; above it, one must experience nine transformations.

And each transformation can greatly enhance one's strength.

The Celestial Blood River before him was an existence standing at the Peak of the nine transformations.

"Blood Qi Boil!"

"Starfire Spirit Body!"

Lin Xiu's hands became afterimages, and the energy within his body boiled, emitting a roaring sound.

His aura surged, rising steadily.

"Five stars... Six stars... Seven stars!?"

Chen Tiannan's eyes trembled as he felt this power.

Oh my, they hadn't even forced out Lin Xiu's true strength before!

That damned Evil Spirit.

What kind of Evil Spirit was he, daring to provoke such a fiend as soon as he advanced to Dou Venerate? He deserved to die.

"This kid's strength is growing so fast!"

Old Ghost Zhai Xing was startled. It hadn't been too long since the Mountain Range of Dead Souls.

But Lin Xiu's strength had undergone an astonishing change compared to back then.

At that time, he might still have had the power to fight, but facing him again now, he feared he wouldn't last a single move under his hands.

Thinking of this, Old Ghost Zhai Xing felt both lingering fear and a bit of relief.

Fortunately, they had invited the Four Celestial Venerable this time. With his intervention, taking down Lin Xiu should be a sure thing.

If Lin Xiu were allowed to continue developing, he might indeed pose an obstacle to the Hall of Souls in the future.

"Seven Star Dou Venerate, this level of strength is but an ant before me."

Celestial Blood River smiled sinisterly.

"Wrath of the Sky!"

Lin Xiu clenched his fist and smashed it out fiercely.

Boom!

However, the power on the blood arrow was even greater than he had imagined.

In the clash.

It was Lin Xiu himself who was sent flying.

"Your secret method for increasing strength seems to be related to blood. I'm very interested. If you're willing to provide it to me, I can consider making it not particularly painful for you."

Celestial Blood River was proficient in Blood Qi, which could be seen from the blood flow beneath his feet, so he could also detect the changes in Lin Xiu's body when he increased his strength.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiu smiled lightly, "What a coincidence, I've also been quite curious about Cultivation Techniques related to blood recently. How about we exchange?"

"The prerequisite for negotiating terms is to have sufficient strength, young man. Do you have that capital?"

Celestial Blood River chuckled coldly.

Before his words had fully fallen, Lin Xiu's figure appeared beside him.

"Haven't tried it, who knows, right?"

Lin Xiu also sneered, his fist, twice the size of Celestial Blood River's head, whistled down.

Seeing this, Celestial Blood River raised his hand to retaliate.

Boom!

Energy ripples erupted from where their fists met.

Lin Xiu retreated, but the smile on his face remained.

"Your strength is actually this great?"

After retreating several steps, a look of astonishment flashed across Celestial Blood River's face. He never expected to be repelled by a Seven Star Dou Venerate.

"Continue!"

Lin Xiu's figure once again blurred, fully utilizing his speed and making the most of his advantages.

Simply clashing with Fighting Skills, even with multiple Yuan Acupoints supporting him, without undergoing the nine transformations, his intensity could never contend with Celestial Blood River.

But he wasn't entirely without a chance, for example, his speed and strength.

"Celestial Venerable, this kid's speed and strength are famously strange."

Old Ghost Zhai Xing reminded him.

Celestial Blood River scanned the countless figures of Lin Xiu around him, snorted disdainfully, "Trying to confuse my vision with speed? This method is useless against my Blood Transformation Grand Technique."

The Blood Transformation Grand Technique could sense blood flow, unless the target had no blood in their body.

Otherwise, one could use it to pinpoint the opponent's location.

Just as Celestial Blood River's voice came out, one of Lin Xiu's figures behind him suddenly gained a hint of agility, then launched an attack towards him.

At this moment, Celestial Blood River seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, as a blood pillar shot out from the blood flow.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Xiu's eyes, and his figure blurred again.

But no matter which direction he came from, he would be blocked by the blood pillar in advance.

"Where else do you think you can run to?"

Celestial Blood River clenched his right fist, and countless streams of blood wrapped around it, quickly forming a thick layer of blood scab.

Then, he smashed it forcefully towards the Void Realm on his right.

Boom!

The fist wind whistled, and the Void Realm immediately twisted.

The next second, a figure was forced to emerge from the Void Realm. Lin Xiu threw a punch to meet it.

But the difference in Dou Qi still existed, and he was once again sent flying.

"If you only have this level of skill, then this is the end."

Celestial Blood River seemed to have had enough fun, his expression becoming serious, "Blood Transformation Grand Technique, Great Blood Devouring Art!"

Lin Xiu's expression changed as he felt the blood in his body boiling, eager to be drawn out of his body.

He suppressed it with all his might, but it had no effect.

"Even a Half-Saint can't stop it, so don't waste your effort. Come here!"

Celestial Blood River formed a claw with five fingers, and Lin Xiu's body uncontrollably moved closer to him.

Suddenly.

"Even a Half-Saint can't stop it? I don't quite believe that..."