305: Reverse Blood Sacrifice: I leveled up directly by draining the Spirit Emperor dry.

The dark red sky looked like flayed, rotten meat, still dripping with nauseating blood.

"Rumble—!!!"

With an order from the Kunlun Sect Leader, the current Spirit Emperor, the entire Blood Plain erupted into a complete frenzy.

That wasn't just a figure of speech.

The blood-soaked mud on the ground, steeped for ten thousand years, actually began to bubble and churn, before transforming into countless blood-colored chains as thick as pythons, bursting from the earth in every direction.

"Aaaaah!!"

"Help! My spirit source!!"

Screams of agony instantly merged into a single chorus.

Those Prodigies who had originally been thinking about how to make a name for themselves in the finals were now like live fish on a chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.

The blood chains ignored their protective spiritual light and even the defense of their Magic Treasures, stabbing directly into their Dantians, Seas of Consciousness, and spines.

Like straws being inserted into a drink carton.

"Gulp... gulp..."

The sound of greedy sucking echoed across the wasteland.

Visibly, the bodies of those Cultivators who were full of life just a moment ago shriveled up at an extremely rapid pace.

Their essence blood, spirit sources, and even their Souls were forcibly extracted, gathering along the chains toward the purple-gold figure high in the sky and that beating dark-gold heart.

This was a grand feast.

At the very center of the dining table, Lu Sheng stood beside the puddle of mud that was Thunder Without Limit's corpse; surrounding him, dense blood chains like a pack of sharks sensing blood lunged toward him in a mad frenzy.

"Pitiful ants."

Suspended a thousand meters in the air, the Spirit Emperor stood upon a Purple Gold Blood Lotus, his eyes glowing with an eerie red light as he looked down at Lu Sheng, his tone as indifferent as the Heavenly Dao.

"To become the nourishment for the True God's descent is a blessing you've earned over several lifetimes."

"A blessing?"

Standing within the circle of chains, Lu Sheng did not panic like the others.

He reached back with one hand.

"Hum—!"

The Void Realm trembled.

A spear, pitch-black throughout its body and entwined with dark-gold dragon patterns, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The dragon devouring spear.

This murderous weapon that had accompanied him through his path of slaughter now felt the extremely rich blood energy around it; its shaft trembled wildly, letting out an excited dragon's roar craving to drink blood.

"Old man."

Holding the spear in one hand, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground, Lu Sheng looked up at the high-and-mighty Spirit Emperor.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled into an extremely wicked arc.

"Your table manners are a bit unsightly."

"Want to eat me?"

The glimmer of gray-white Desolation light in the depths of Lu Sheng's eyes suddenly surged.

"Then we'll have to see if your teeth... are hard enough!!"

Boom!!

The moment the words fell, hundreds of blood chains stabbed down simultaneously.

They sealed off all of Lu Sheng's space to dodge.

Lu Sheng didn't dodge at all.

He just flicked his wrist, and the dragon devouring spear traced a pitch-black arc in front of him.

"Desolation—Erosion."

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!!!

There was no loud crash of metal on metal.

Only a sound similar to strong acid being poured onto rotten meat.

Those aggressive blood chains, which could easily pierce even a Spirit King's shield, actually seemed to have met their natural enemy the moment they touched that layer of gray-white spear light.

They began to blacken, wither, and weather away.

The originally incomparably tough Law structures were as fragile as dried noodles in the face of Desolation.

Clatter—

The broken chains turned into a sky full of black ash, drifting down.

Lu Sheng stood in the gray rain, completely unharmed.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his somewhat dry lips; in those eyes, besides indifference, there was more of a... greed from seeing some kind of top-tier ingredient.

"Is that all you've got?"

Lu Sheng smiled mockingly and slammed the long spear into the ground.

"Since you're treating, it wouldn't be polite if I didn't return the favor, would it?"

"Human-Dragon Form—Full Power!!"

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Dense sounds of bones popping exploded within his body like roasting beans.

Lu Sheng's figure did not swell into a giant like before; instead, it began to compress and condense.

Layers of fine, exquisite dragon scales, shimmering with dark gold and gray-white light, covered every inch of his skin.

On both sides of his head, two formidable dragon horns pierced through his skin, spiraling toward the sky.

His spine, like a great dragon, seemed to come alive, projecting a distorted and domineering ancient dragon shadow behind him.

At the same time.

The Five Elements Life-Extinction Wheel that had been floating behind his head suddenly let out an overburdened hum.

"Reverse for me!!"

Lu Sheng roared.

The five-colored light wheel, which had been rotating clockwise in a cycle of life, suddenly halted, and then... Rumble!!

It spun wildly in reverse!

A suction force terrifying enough to distort one's vision exploded with Lu Sheng as the center.

If the Spirit Emperor's blood sacrifice formation was a collection of countless straws.

Then Lu Sheng at this moment had turned on a high-power industrial-grade water pump!

"What?!"

High in the sky, the Spirit Emperor's originally indifferent face finally changed.

He discovered in horror that the pure blood energy that was supposed to flow toward the heart of the true sea was actually making a forced turn in mid-air, intercepted by that boy below who was like a black hole!

"Tastes good."

Lu Sheng was bathed in a rolling torrent of blood energy.

Those mixed energies, full of resentment, were forcibly crushed, refined, and purified by that domineering power of Desolation the moment they entered the Five Elements Reversal Wheel.

[Ding! High-energy blood energy infusion detected!]

[myriad things furnace is operating at overclocked capacity!]

[spirit source +10,000!]

[spirit source +20,000!]

[Current Rank: Level 33 (30%)... (50%)... (80%)!]

This was no blood sacrifice.

This was clearly Lu Sheng's all-you-can-eat buffet!

"Presumptuous!!!"

The Spirit Emperor was furious.

As the number one person in the world and the chosen spokesperson for the Abyss, when had he ever suffered such a provocation?

To have his food snatched away to his face by someone he saw as a "sacrificial offering"!

"Since you want to eat, I'll let you choke to death!!"

The Spirit Emperor laughed out of extreme anger and slammed his hands together in a seal.

Hum—!!

A large seal, purple-gold throughout with the four ancient seal script characters "Mandated by Heaven" carved on the bottom, flew out from between his brows.

Natal Imperial Artifact—Purple Gold Heaven-Suppressing Seal!

The seal expanded rapidly with the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into a towering divine mountain, upon which flowed the "Suppression" Law unique to the Emperor Realm.

Space was locked down.

Time seemed to freeze.

If this seal fell, it would be enough to smash the ground for a hundred miles along with the tectonic plates!

"Kneel down for this Emperor!!"

The Spirit Emperor pressed down with one hand.

Rumble————

The Purple Gold Heaven-Suppressing Seal, carrying a world-destroying power, smashed down toward Lu Sheng below.

The air was compressed into a solid wall, letting out a shrill explosion.

Those other contestants who were still struggling were blown into clouds of blood mist just by being brushed by the aftershock.

Lu Sheng stood at the bottom of the pit.

The ground beneath his feet was already collapsing, and his legs were sinking into the soil.

That imperial pressure originating from the Soul level made his dragon scales tremble and his bones let out creaking friction sounds.

But he did not kneel.

Not only did he not kneel, his back was instead held perfectly straight, like a spear wanting to pierce through the firmament.

"Kneel?"

Lu Sheng looked up, and in those dead-gray vertical pupils, two balls of crazy fire burned.

"In my life, I've only ever knelt to my parents."

"What kind of thing do you think you are?!"

"Want to suppress me?"

Lu Sheng gripped the dragon devouring spear with both hands, his muscles bulging and his veins popping out like angry dragons.

"Archaic Heaven Emperor Venerable... get out here and work for me!!"

Roar——————!!!

A roar that did not come from the real world, but originated from the upper reaches of the river of time, exploded.

Amidst the sky full of blood light and purple Qi.

A thousand-meter-tall gray-white imperial shadow manifested once again.

This time, it was no longer a static deterrent.

It moved.

Following Lu Sheng's movements, that heaven-propping Dharma Idol also made the same movement—

Holding a spear with both hands (though there was no spear in its hands, the intent had transformed into a gray-white heaven-reaching pillar), its waist half-turned, its spine like a bow, gathering power for a strike.

The original body and the Dharma Idol reached a perfect resonance at this moment.

"This move was taught to me by that old ghost who died tens of thousands of years ago."

Lu Sheng stared intently at the Purple Gold Heaven-Suppressing Seal pressing down, a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, yet he smiled with incomparable ferocity.

"He said this move is called the Dragon Emperor Slash."

"But I think that name is too tacky."

Lu Sheng took a deep breath and poured all the Desolation Origin, all the Five Elements spiritual power, and all the physical strength in his body into this single spear strike.

"I'm calling it..."

"Pierce! The! Heavens!!"

Boom!!!!!

Lu Sheng thrust his spear.

The thousand-meter Dharma Idol also thrust its spear.

A gray-white spear light appeared; it wasn't as brilliant as one might imagine, but instead was simple and unadorned to the extreme.

It was like a thorn from the ancient past, ignoring the distance of space and the pressure of an Emperor.

It surged upward against the current!

"Clang——————!!!"

A sound of clashing metal, loud enough to shatter everyone's eardrums and cause the entire Kunlun Main Peak to shake violently, resounded through the clouds.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Everyone saw a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

That Purple Gold Heaven-Suppressing Seal, which represented supreme imperial power and was indestructible, actually lasted for less than half a second in front of that gray-white spear light.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

At the bottom of the purple-gold seal, that character for "Heaven" was directly pierced through!

Immediately after.

Countless cracks spread across the entire body of the seal like a spiderweb.

"Bang!!"

The Imperial Artifact shattered!

But it didn't end there.

The spear light's momentum did not diminish; carrying Lu Sheng's indomitable and crazy Battle Intent, it directly pierced through the purple Qi filling the sky and stabbed fiercely into the Spirit Emperor's hundred-zhang-tall Law phantom.

"What?!"

The Spirit Emperor's pupils shrank; it was already too late to dodge.

Puchi!!

The spear light, like a dragon, pierced with incomparable precision... through the jaw of that imperial Dharma Idol, directly penetrating the entire skull and emerging from the top of its head!

"Aaaaahhh!!"

A scream mixed with shock, anger, and intense pain came from the Spirit Emperor's mouth.

His originally majestic Dharma Body instantly exploded like a deflated balloon.

In mid-air.

The Spirit Emperor's true body flew backward pathetically for several hundred meters; the flat-topped crown on his head was knocked off, his hair was disheveled, and there was even a bloody hole through the center of his brow.

Drip.

Drip.

Blood dripped from high in the sky.

It landed on the faces of the survivors below, scalding hot.

Someone subconsciously wiped it and looked at it.

Their whole body instantly froze.

That blood... was not red.

It was purple-black, as thick as petroleum, and inside it, tiny black spots like eyes were squirming.

It emitted a nauseating... Abyssal stench.

"This... this is..."

"Abyssal Demon Blood?!"

"The Spirit Emperor... the Spirit Emperor has also been parasitized by the Abyss?!"

Exclamations spread through the crowd like a plague.

The Cultivators who had just been worshiping the Spirit Emperor now looked at the black blood falling from the sky, their faith completely collapsed.

Dao Yi stood in a corner of the crowd, watching this scene; a smile of relief appeared on his pale face.

"Finally... it's come to light."

As the instigator, Lu Sheng was currently leaning on his dragon devouring spear, standing atop the ruins and gasping for breath.

Although that strike just now had almost drained all his stamina.

Looking at the pathetic figure in the sky, he still couldn't help but raise a middle finger.

"This is the Spirit Emperor?"

Lu Sheng spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his voice hoarse yet reaching every corner of the silent Blood Plain.

"Even your blood is black."

"I see that not only are your table manners ugly..."

"Even your heart... is rotten to the core."