401: Arrogant Blood Luo

Ye Wushang's face was ashen. He waved his hand, drawing the Withered Awl's faint Primordial Spirit into his sleeve.

His gaze, like a poisoned dagger, fiercely stabbed toward Immortal Master Jinyuan:

"Jinyuan! This was merely a sparring match, yet you dared to use such a vicious hand, attempting to destroy the Primordial Spirit of my Sect's Elder?!"

Immortal Master Jinyuan's expression was calm. He withdrew his finger and spoke lightly:

"It was merely the backlash of an evil technique, leading to self-destruction. This Poor Daoist only helped him on his way; how can you speak of a vicious hand?"

His tone was flat, yet it carried an unquestionable, awe-inspiring righteousness.

If Ye Wushang hadn't forcibly intervened, the Withered Awl would have already been utterly destroyed, body and soul.

On the viewing platform, after a brief silence, thunderous cheers and discussions erupted!

"Good! Immortal Master Jinyuan is mighty! This Fire Technique is truly masterful!"

"The Nine Nether Sect's Death Qi Evil Technique is completely vulnerable before the true Supreme Yang True Fire!"

"The Yin Yang Sect's foundation is indeed profound; it truly lives up to its reputation! Even among Mid-stage Soul Transformation, the difference in skill is immediately apparent!"

Countless gazes of admiration and respect focused on Immortal Master Jinyuan.

His red hair was like fire, and his dark red Magic Robe fluttered. Although his aura fluctuated slightly,

his posture remained straight as a pine, like a Deity controlling fire, captivating all who saw him.

However, amidst this wave of praise, a cold, hoarse voice, like countless venomous snakes rubbing their scales,

accompanied by spine-chilling, cackling laughter, resounded throughout the venue:

"Hehehe... Good! Good! Good! How interesting! Withered Awl, that trash, truly failed the Sect after years of nurturing. His death is nothing to regret!"

In the Nine Nether Sect's seating area, the black-robed man, "Blood Net," who had been silent like an abyss, finally stood up slowly.

He lifted his hood, revealing a face covered in eerie, blood-colored patterns, like that of a fierce ghost.

His scarlet eyes were like two pools of boiling blood, locking tightly onto Immortal Master Jinyuan on the arena.

"You... are qualified enough to make This Seat take action!"

Hiss—!

Before his voice faded, the Blood Net's figure suddenly transformed into a mass of viscous, churning, dark red Blood Mist, exuding a dense, bloody odor!

The Blood Mist instantly tore through space, appearing on the arena like a teleportation, standing opposite Immortal Master Jinyuan!

Boom—!

An aura that was ten, even a hundred times more terrifying than the Withered Awl's—vicious, sinister, and seemingly containing a Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood—

violently spread out like a tangible tide!

The temperature of the entire Tianshu Peak Plaza plummeted, and a sickening bloody smell permeated the air!

Countless Cultivators with slightly lower cultivation bases, merely sensing this aura,

immediately turned pale, their Divine Souls stinging, as if they were standing in boundless Blood Sea Purgatory!

"Blood... Blood Net!"

"Hiss! It's really him! That Blood Net!"

"It's over! Immortal Master Jinyuan is strong, but facing this Devil Head..."

"He has the terrifying achievement of slaughtering a Void Refining Early Stage Cultivator by crossing ranks! The Blood Sea Soul Refining Scripture he Cultivates is incredibly malicious!"

On the viewing platform, gasps of cold air rose and fell, and the previous praise was instantly replaced by solemnity and fear.

The Blood Net's fierce reputation was forged from the bones and blood of countless strong experts!

His appearance instantly tipped the scales of victory!

Facing this terrifying existence, like a Primordial Vicious Beast, Immortal Master Jinyuan's face beneath his red hair also became extremely solemn.

He clearly felt the opponent's unfathomable pressure, like an abyss,

as well as the killing and evil will that was pure to the extreme!

This was absolutely one of the most terrifying opponents he had encountered since starting his Cultivation practice!

"Junior Brother Jin!"

On the high platform, Dan Chenzi looked solemn. Without hesitation, he took out a Medicinal Pill the size of a longan fruit from his storage ring,

which was entirely emerald green and emitted a dense aura of life and majestic Spiritual Power.

He flicked his finger, and the Medicinal Pill transformed into a streaking light, shooting toward Immortal Master Jinyuan,

"This is the 'Life Creation Pill.' Quickly take it to restore your Primal Power and Divine Thought!"

Immortal Master Jinyuan wasn't overly polite; he reached out, accepted the Medicinal Pill, and swallowed it without even looking.

The Medicinal Pill melted instantly upon entry, transforming into a majestic yet gentle warm current that immediately surged toward his limbs and bones, Purple Mansion, and Sea of Consciousness.

The Primal Power and Divine Thought energy consumed during the previous fierce battle with the Withered Awl,

as well as a trace of hidden injury caused by the erosion of Death Qi, were all recovering at an astonishing speed!

Meanwhile, the Blood Net opposite him merely crossed his arms,

his scarlet eyes filled with the cruelty and mockery of a cat playing with a mouse, quietly watching Immortal Master Jinyuan recover.

To him, even if Immortal Master Jinyuan recovered to his Peak state, he was merely prey that would allow him to play a little longer.

He had absolute confidence that he could destroy him with a turn of his hand!

About a quarter of an hour later, Immortal Master Jinyuan's aura once again became harmonious and full, even faintly stronger than before!

In his molten-gold eyes, Battle Intent reignited, like an unyielding flame!

The Presiding Elder sensed Immortal Master Jinyuan's condition, took a deep breath, and, enduring the Blood Net's terrifying pressure, announced in a deep voice:

"Soul Transformation Realm sparring match, Round Two, begin!"

The moment the word "begin" fell!

A trace of cruel smile appeared on the Blood Net's face, covered in blood patterns, and he said hoarsely:

"This Seat grants you one move. Otherwise, once I strike, you will have no chance left."

Arrogance! Utter arrogance! But coupled with his monstrous fierce prestige, it left people unable to conceive of any rebuttal!

A sharp look flashed in Immortal Master Jinyuan's eyes! He knew well that facing such a formidable enemy, any probing attempt would be futile!

Only by using his full strength was there a sliver of hope!

"Burning Heaven, Scorching World! Blazing Nether Lantern! Ignite!"

He held nothing back, letting out a low roar! The Burning Heaven, Scorching World Art within him circulated to its limit!

Simultaneously, an Ancient Bronze Lamp, antique in style, entirely dark red, with a base resembling burning ash, appeared out of thin air before him!

Buzz—!

In the wick of the Blazing Nether Lantern, a dark golden flame the size of a bean suddenly lit up!

This flame seemed weak, yet it appeared to contain the supreme power to burn down all heavens and illuminate the Netherworld!

The moment the lamp flame ignited, the dense bloody aura on the entire arena stalled, as if dispelled by an invisible force!

"Burning Heaven Strike!"

Immortal Master Jinyuan formed a seal with both hands and pushed sharply forward!

The Blazing Nether Lantern's flame surged!

A dark golden fire pillar, condensed to the extreme, only as thick as an arm yet seemingly capable of piercing the Void Realm,

carrying the terrifying will to incinerate everything, instantly tore through space and shot directly toward the Blood Net's glabella!

Where the fire pillar passed, space twisted and collapsed, leaving scorched marks that did not dissipate for a long time!

This strike condensed Immortal Master Jinyuan's full power and his ultimate comprehension of the Fire Dao!

Utilizing the might of his Lifebound Treasure, the Blazing Nether Lantern, its power had already reached the Peak of Late Stage Soul Transformation!

It was enough to severely injure or even kill an ordinary Late Stage Soul Transformation Cultivator!

On the viewing platform, everyone's heart leaped into their throats! This strike was Immortal Master Jinyuan's strongest trump card!

However, facing this terrifying strike capable of burning mountains and boiling seas,

the cruel smile on the Blood Net's face did not change in the slightest; in fact, it carried a hint of mockery.

"Hehehe... The light of a firefly dares to compete with the Blood Sea?"

He didn't even bother to move, simply raising his right hand casually,

spreading his five fingers, and lightly pressing toward the dark golden fire pillar shooting toward him!

Crash—!

Like a boundless Blood Sea breaching its dike!

Viscous, foul-smelling, dark red blood, containing endless resentment and corrosive power,

instantly surged out from the Blood Net's palm, transforming into a Blood Sea Tide that obscured the sky and rushed toward the Burning Heaven Fire Pillar!