146: Blood Without a Trace

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Lingzi has such impressive methods!"

“Tsk tsk, a simple Fireball Spell actually turned into a major killing move after deriving a Technique Spirit!”

“Impressive, truly impressive!”

The other Prodigies present couldn't help but voice their praise.

The Seven Great Lineages of the Human Race each had their own strengths, and Tianyan View was most skilled in Spells.

The Prodigies of each sect displayed their specialties. Fist Qi, sword light, treasure rivers, and fireballs intertwined into an airtight net, firmly trapping the True Dragon image manifested by the Dragon Pearl.

That True Dragon seemed to possess spirituality. Anger flashed in its dragon pupils as it opened its mouth to spit out a blast of Dragon Breath, but it was mostly neutralized by the Fist Qi and sword light before finally crashing into the Hundred Treasure River of the Hundred Refinements Artifact Sect.

“Clang!”

The river of Spiritual Artifacts collided with the Dragon Breath, erupting in a blinding spiritual light... "Keep at it! The Dragon Pearl's spirituality has weakened; it can be collected!" The Prodigy from Ten Thousand Beast Mountain worked the hardest, directing everyone to combine their efforts.

The sword light of the Sword Pavilion Disciples was like a net, the Fist Qi of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Body Cultivators was like a hammer, the treasure river of the Hundred Refinements Artifact Sect was like a lock, and the fireballs of the Tianyan View were like a conflagration... Soon, the Dragon Pearl was suppressed and forced back.

The True Dragon phantom became semi-transparent, revealing the fist-sized Dragon Pearl at its center.

Yuan Iron Bull took the opportunity to pull out a specially made jade bottle, looking as if he was about to collect the Dragon Pearl into it!

Right at that moment, a sudden change occurred!

A blood-colored demonic shadow tore through the clouds from the distant sky, sweeping in like a falling star.

Wherever the demonic shadow passed, the Disciples of the Righteous Alliance were sent flying like leaves in a gale, their protective spiritual power shattering like paper!

“Who is it?!” Wang Feiyu, who was guarding the inner defense line, shouted sharply. His spiritual sword transformed into a rainbow to intercept, but it was slapped away by a single palm from the demonic shadow.

“Slap!”

The sword rainbow collapsed. Wang Feiyu let out a muffled groan and retreated three steps, the web of his thumb and forefinger splitting as he looked on with a face full of horror.

He was even more terrifying than the Mo Yuan they had encountered before!

The Demonic Cultivator landed, revealing himself to be a young man dressed in dark red demonic armor, his face cold as ice.

The blood Qi around his body surged like boiling lava, forming a blood-colored Domain. Within the Domain, the spiritual power circulation of all the Righteous Path Cultivators became incredibly sluggish!

He didn't even make a deliberate attack; he simply took a casual step forward, and the ground beneath his feet cracked with a "crack," forming spiderweb-like blood veins.

Several weaker Disciples closest to him were immediately shocked into spitting blood and falling unconscious.

“A Demonic Cultivator! Peak Foundation Establishment cultivation!” someone cried out in alarm.

“Stop him!” Yuan Iron Bull, the Prodigy from Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, let out a furious roar.

He took the lead, throwing out both fists. The fist wind condensed into substantial giant stone fists, smashing toward the Demonic Cultivator's chest.

Knowing his opponent was powerful, Yuan Iron Bull didn't dare to be careless and used his full strength.

The Dao Foundation in his Dantian emitted a faint light, and a phantom of a giant ape with golden fur emerged.

The golden giant ape held a heavy mountain in its hands and slammed it violently toward the young Demonic Cultivator in front.

“Dao Foundation Manifestation: Demon Ape Shaking the Mountain!”

The surrounding Disciples recognized this Divine Ability-like method.

“Only a Seventh-Grade Dao Foundation can produce a manifestation!”

“Indeed, Senior Brother Tie Niu is considered a powerhouse even among Prodigies!”

Facing Yuan Iron Bull's Dao Foundation Manifestation, Demon Ape Shaking the Mountain, the young Demonic Cultivator didn't panic at all, his expression indifferent.

He didn't dodge or avoid it. Instead, he opened his arms, and the blood Domain around him contracted.

Blood Qi gathered like a mad tide, actually condensing into a blood-colored ocean phantom in front of him, heavily colliding with the Demon Ape Shaking the Mountain manifestation!

“Boom!”

The blood ocean collided with the Demon Ape Shaking the Mountain. Spiritual light exploded, and the airwave sent the surrounding Disciples flying several yards away.

As the dust cleared, Yuan Iron Bull was actually sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the dragon-patterned stone wall. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, his aura instantly withering; he had clearly suffered a significant injury!

The entire field fell silent.

A Prodigy Disciple, completely defeated in one strike!

At this moment, Prodigies like Xiao Suian and Zhou Muchuan all felt unprecedented pressure!

A Peak Foundation Establishment cultivation was already a standout among those of the same rank, but this Demonic Cultivator also mastered a special Concept like the Realm of the Intent of Blood!

Judging by that power, this Demonic Cultivator's comprehension of the Realm of the Intent of Blood had clearly reached an extremely profound level.

Even more terrifying was that this Demonic Cultivator possessed a special method similar to a Domain, which was even stronger than a Dao Foundation Manifestation!

“This... what kind of Prodigy is this?!” Wang Feiyu hid behind Lin Yan, his voice trembling:

“His blood Qi... is ten times more terrifying than Mo Yuan's!”

A look of wariness also appeared on Lin Yan's face as he stared intently at the Demonic Cultivator.

Although the opponent hadn't deliberately released killing intent, that pressure which transcended normal Prodigies was more heart-palpitating than when the Purple Mansion Realm Flood Dragon appeared.

This was by no means an ordinary Demonic Cultivator, but a Prodigy-level figure possessing a special Physique or Bloodline!

Everyone present realized this point.

The Taoist from Tianyan View, Huo Lingzi, spoke up: “A special Physique, the Blood Prison Demonic Body!”

Many people present couldn't help but break into a flurry of discussion.

“It’s actually the legendary Blood Prison Demonic Body.”

“Rumor has it that the Blood Prison Demonic Body can control the power of the Blood Prison, which is similar to Domain power!”

“A Domain? Isn't that a method only mastered by great experts?”

“Of course it's not as strong as a great expert's, but it's still far beyond what an ordinary Cultivator can withstand!”

...“Who are you? State your name!” a Prodigy from Ten Thousand Beast Mountain asked.

“This seat does not change his name or surname; I am Blood Without Trace!” The Demonic Cultivator sneered:

“This Dragon Pearl, this seat wants it!”

With that, the blood-colored Domain around Blood Without Trace expanded again. His gaze swept over the Dragon Pearl, his eyes filled with greed:

“Those who stand in my way, die!”

He took a step forward, and the blood-colored ocean phantom condensed once more, pressing down toward Xiao Suian and the others.

“Everyone, don't be afraid of him! Attack together!” The Disciples of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain were the most courageous.

Even if the opponent was a monster, they still dared to throw their fists.

Blood Without Trace sneered, his blood Domain sweeping out like a crimson tide, directly clashing with the group of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Disciples.

“Hahaha, Righteous Path Prodigies are nothing more than this.”

He laughed wildly, splitting off a portion of his Domain power in an attempt to take the Dragon Pearl away.

“Presumptuous!” A violent shout exploded like thunder.

A bronze-colored dragon shadow soared into the sky from the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain camp!

Seeing this, all the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Disciples felt their spirits lift.

The newcomer was Gong Chenlong, the leading figure of Ten Thousand Beast Mountain on this trip.

This person possessed the Dragon Blood Battle Body, and his Physical Body was as tough as a True Dragon's.

At this moment, his eyes were crimson-gold, and he was surrounded by a tangible Dragon Pressure, actually forcibly tearing an opening in the Blood Prison Domain!

“Dragon Blood Battle Body?” Not only did Blood Without Trace show no fear, but his Battle Intent also surged.

The blood-colored Domain suddenly contracted, condensing into a Blood Prison Cage that enveloped Gong Chenlong: “Just in time to test the power of my Blood Domain on you!”

With a shake of his arms, the blood water inside the Blood Prison Cage transformed into sharp blades, slicing at Gong Chenlong's protective Dragon Qi.

He stepped on the blood waves, his blood-colored long hair dancing wildly. He actually condensed a ten-zhang-tall blood demon phantom in the blood sea, which opened its mouth and spat out a blast of Blood Fiend Demonic Flame, heading straight for Gong Chenlong's face!

“Divine Dragon Transformation!” Gong Chenlong didn't dodge. Instead, he let out a long howl toward the sky, the dragon blood in his body surging like lava!

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and thrust them forward violently.

In an instant, a bronze Divine Dragon phantom soared from behind him. Its dragon scales were like armor, its claws like hooks, and its dragon pupils burned with crimson-gold flames. It actually forcibly shattered the Blood Fiend Demonic Flame!

“Boom!”

The blood flames collided with the dragon shadow. The blood sea surged, and the Blood Prison Cage cracked inch by inch.

Gong Chenlong stepped into the Void Realm, the Divine Dragon phantom coiling around him. His Dragon Pressure clashed head-on with the pressure of the Blood Prison Domain, actually forcing open a vacuum zone within the Blood Domain!

...Everyone present watched with slack-jawed amazement.

The duel between these two monsters had already surpassed the scope of Foundation Establishment and reached the Purple Mansion level!

Both sides were evenly matched, and for a moment, it was hard to tell who would win!

The rest of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Disciples naturally didn't stay idle and continued to collect the Dragon Pearl.

At this time, another change occurred.

On the Dragon Pearl Platform in front of the main gate of the Dragon Palace, another crimson-gold Dragon Pearl flew out.

“The second Dragon Pearl!”