146: Chapter 146 People from Kunlun

The sea of blood surged, dyeing the entire sky blood-red.

The seven Peak of Tribulation Transcendence experts struggled to hold on within the sea of blood. Their protective spiritual lights flickered under the erosion, and everyone's expression was unsightly to the extreme.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu gritted his teeth and channeled his spiritual energy, continuously blasting golden fist energy into the depths of the sea of blood in an attempt to tear open a gap.

But those dark red waves seemed endless; as soon as one layer was shattered, two more would surge forward, with no end in sight.

The jade ruler in Daoist Ziyang's hand had dimmed significantly, and the green light barrier grew thinner and thinner under the erosion of the sea of blood, on the verge of shattering at any moment.

The situation of the other five, including Daoist Yunlan and Lord Yangtian, was no better.

Their spiritual energy was depleting rapidly within the sea of blood, while Venerable Lingyun's aura grew stronger and stronger. With one side weakening and the other strengthening, the situation was deteriorating bit by bit.

"Damn it!"

Lord Yangtian gritted his teeth and growled low. Spiritual fire erupted from his body, forcing the surrounding blood waves back by several Zhang. However, as soon as the flames receded, the blood waves surged back, even more violent than before.

"There is something strange about this devil's sea of blood!" Elder Jianchi spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of irrepressible anger.

"It is not only trapping us, but also slowly refining our essence blood!"

At these words, the other six all changed color.

Only then did they notice that beyond their protective spiritual lights, countless tiny runes were faintly circulating within those blood waves.

Those runes, like parasites, clung to their protective spiritual lights, constantly eroding and penetrating, drawing out their essence blood thread by thread and merging it into the sea of blood.

Meanwhile, Venerable Lingyun's aura was climbing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"We must break open this sea of blood!" Ancestor Zhou Huaixu said solemnly. "Otherwise, we will all become nourishment for that devil."

The seven of them exchanged glances, and seven majestic spiritual energies erupted simultaneously. Multi-colored spiritual lights intertwined, turning into an extremely thick pillar of light that blasted violently toward the top of the sea of blood.

The pillar of light collided with the sea of blood, erupting in a deafening roar that caused the entire Void Realm to tremble violently.

The sea of blood was torn open by the pillar of light, creating a massive gap. The waves surged to both sides, revealing the sky beyond the sea of blood.

The seven rejoiced and were about to rush out through the gap when Venerable Lingyun's voice came from the depths of the sea of blood, cold and mocking.

"Want to escape?"

Before his voice could fade, countless tentacles suddenly erupted from the torn gap, binding all seven of them at once.

The tentacles were covered in runes, emitting a suffocating Power of Devouring. The protective spiritual lights of the seven creaked under the tight grip of the tentacles.

"This seat has said, you are all my blood food, none of you can escape."

Venerable Lingyun's figure emerged from the depths of the sea of blood. He raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and slowly clenched them.

The tentacles wrapped around the seven also tightened. Their protective spiritual lights shattered simultaneously, and essence blood began to be drawn from their bodies, turning into streams of light that poured into the sea of blood.

The faces of the seven turned pale in an instant.

Lu Jinghan stood outside the Demon-Trapping Formation, watching the seven Tribulation Transcenders trapped by the sea of blood, watching their essence blood being drawn out thread by thread. A wave of unprecedented chill surged in his heart.

He had not expected that Venerable Lingyun's strength could actually suppress seven Peak of Tribulation Transcendence experts.

At this moment, Venerable Lingyun stopped paying attention to Ancestor Zhou Huaixu and the others, turning his gaze to Lu Jinghan instead. Compared to them, the Space-Time Dao Body was his primary target.

Seeing this, Lu Jinghan was about to teleport away again when suddenly, three majestic, suffocating pressures descended from the sky.

The pressure was as deep as an abyss and as heavy as a prison, like the descent of heavenly might. The entire sea of blood surged violently at this moment, as if its Foundation were being stirred by some invisible force.

Venerable Lingyun's expression changed abruptly, and he suddenly looked up.

Three streams of light shot rapidly from the southern horizon at an astonishing speed, arriving in front of them in the blink of an eye.

The light faded, revealing three figures.

Qingxuan stood with his hands behind his back. Beside him, Elder Cangwu and Cang Song stood side by side, their bodies surrounded by an extremely sharp killing intent.

The three stood in the Void Realm, looking down from above at the surging sea of blood. Their gaze fell upon Venerable Lingyun, as if looking at a corpse.

"People from Kunlun?" Venerable Lingyun murmured, the dark red light in his eyes flickering.

His expression finally turned grave, devoid of the contempt and disdain he had shown when facing Ancestor Zhou Huaixu and the other six earlier.

After breaking the Seal, he had also learned about the current landscape and various information of the Southern Desolation.

A Kunlun Elder had previously slain a Half-Step Immortal in the Zhouwu Dynasty, forcing him to take them seriously.

However, the three opposite him were merely at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence, just like Ancestor Zhou Huaixu and the others, whom he could easily suppress.

"Venerable Lingyun, Early Stage of antiquity, a Half-Step Immortal, sealed for countless years, who restored his cultivation using Blood Sacrifice Techniques after breaking the Seal."

Qingxuan spoke slowly, his gaze landing on Venerable Lingyun as he said indifferently, "Slaughtering countless Cultivators of the Southern Desolation is an unforgivable crime."

"Today is the day you die."

Before his voice could fade, Qingxuan raised his hand and waved.

A long sword, entirely green and jade-like, flew out from his sleeve and landed in his palm.

Upon the blade, runes circulated, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar echoed, causing the surrounding Void Realm to tremble slightly.

Elder Cangwu and Cang Song also drew their swords at the same time.

The moment the two long swords were unsheathed, two extremely sharp Sword Intents soared into the sky, tearing two massive gaps in the dark clouds above the sea of blood.

Facing the sword momentum of Qingxuan and the other two, Venerable Lingyun was also startled.

He could feel that the Sword Intent contained within those three long swords was highly extraordinary.

Within the Sword Intent of the leading green-robed man, there was even a faint trace of the prototype of the Immortal Dao Law.

Without hesitation, he slammed his hands together. The sea of blood surged, turning into countless tentacles that blanketed the sky, wrapping toward Qingxuan and the other two from all directions.

Those tentacles were identical to the ones that had bound Ancestor Zhou Huaixu and the other six, yet they were thicker, denser, and more violent.

Qingxuan's expression remained unchanged as he swung the long sword in his hand, slashing out a green sword light like a bolt of silk.

Wherever the sword light passed, those dark red tentacles shattered instantly, dispersing into a sky full of blood mist.

Elder Cangwu and Cang Song struck simultaneously. Two sword lights slashed out from different directions, intertwining with Qingxuan's sword light to completely shatter all the oncoming tentacles.

The three stepped forward with calm and unhurried paces, as if those sky-blanketing tentacles did not exist at all.

The sea of blood retreated continuously before Qingxuan and the other two, as if possessed of intelligence, avoiding those three extremely sharp Sword Intents.

Venerable Lingyun's face grew increasingly unsightly. He could feel that the Sword Intent of those three contained a power that made even his heart palpitate.

"Floating in the Sea of Blood!"

Venerable Lingyun shouted fiercely, his hands rapidly changing hand Seals, pushing the ancient Demonic Technique to its absolute limit.