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1094: Chapter 1093 The Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Spirits, the Creation of Gods and Demons

Its golden eyes stared fixedly at the ever-rising, increasingly profound aura on Luo Xiu's body, as well as that faintly emerging rhyme of the 'Dao' that made even it feel a trace of wariness.

Although the greed in its eyes remained blazing, what was more present was a coldness from being thoroughly enraged, and a trace of alarm and fury as things began to spiral out of control!

"Good! What a fine Devouring Refinement!!!"

The Spirit Emperor's mental fluctuations, like a winter's icy wind, swept across the battlefield. "I have indeed underestimated you! But, it ends here!"

It knew it absolutely could not allow Luo Xiu to continue 'devouring' like this!

For every additional crystal core devoured, Luo Xiu's strength recovered a fraction, and his cultivation progressed a fraction. The difficulty and risk of its own Possession would increase manifold!

It had to interrupt him before he completely digested this harvest, or perhaps even used it to charge toward a higher level!

Suppress him!

"Do you think my methods are limited to only this?"

The Spirit Emperor slowly raised its hands, no longer keeping them behind its back.

Its movements seemed slow, yet they carried a supreme majesty of one who holds the universe and commands heaven and earth.

"This Realm is the place where we were born, where we persist, and is also the cage that imprisons us.

However, the power of the cage can also be used by me!"

"In my name as Emperor, I command—Battlefield Origin, hear my decree!"

“Buzz—!!!”

A terrifying vibration, ten times, a hundred times stronger than before, erupted from the very core of the battlefield!

The entire ancient battlefield seemed to wake up at this moment!

Endless Evil Qi, Death Qi, phantom images of broken weapons, the wails of remnant Souls who died in battle, congealed blood-colored Laws...

All negative energy and broken Laws related to the 'battlefield' surged out frantically from every corner, every inch of soil, and every wisp of air of the battlefield, as if summoned by their sovereign!

These energies did not directly attack Luo Xiu, but instead converged toward the Spirit Emperor like a pilgrimage!

The Spirit Emperor's dark golden crystal body was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing the massive amount of Battlefield Origin energy in one gulp!

Its body began to emit a dull blood-light that froze the Soul. Within that blood-light, there was also a majesty like molten gold!

An aura far more vast and chaotic than before, yet carrying a heavy pressure like a 'World Will', rose steadily from its body, nearly breaking through the limits of the Late Stage of the fifth rank and touching upon an even more terrifying level!

It was no longer merely a powerful individual spirit; it was more like it had temporarily merged with this ancient battlefield, becoming the temporary spokesperson for the Laws of this world!

"Suppress and Seal—Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Souls!"

The Spirit Emperor's palms slammed down toward Luo Xiu's direction through the Void Realm!

“Boom—!!!”

The sky collapsed!

It wasn't the actual sky collapsing, but the space within a radius of several miles above Luo Xiu's head suddenly solidified, compressed, and distorted!

Endless battlefield Evil Qi and broken Laws condensed and intertwined there, transforming into a dark red phantom of a giant prison, seemingly constructed from countless pools of congealed blood and broken weapons, which descended with a crash!

This prison was not a physical entity, yet it was sturdier than any divine metal!

It emitted a terrifying aura that suppressed the Divine Soul, restricted energy, and eroded the Origin of life. Like a giant lid, it sought to completely Seal and suppress Luo Xiu along with the space around him!

Not only that, within the phantom prison, countless hideous phantoms of resentful Souls emerged, letting out silent shrieks that formed a shock against the Soul!

Furthermore, countless phantoms of blades, spears, swords, and halberds condensed from Evil Qi shot down like a torrential rain. Every strike contained the Laws of battlefield slaughter, its power comparable to the full-strength strike of an ordinary Early Stage fifth-rank expert!

This was a large-scale suppression and sealing Divine Ability performed by the Spirit Emperor, mobilizing a portion of the ancient battlefield's Origin power combined with its own imperial authority!

Its purpose was not only to attack, but more importantly to restrict Luo Xiu's terrifying speed and flexibility, trapping him within a fixed area to facilitate the subsequent killing blow!

Facing this 'Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Souls' that seemed to carry the weight of an entire world, Luo Xiu's aura, which had just recovered and even progressed due to devouring the crystal cores, also felt an unprecedented heavy pressure!

But in his eyes, there was no fear, only an even more refined Battle Intent!

"You want to Seal this King? With your incomplete battlefield will, you are not qualified!"

Luo Xiu let out a long howl, no longer holding back!

The god-demon greatsword 'edge-less' in his right hand suddenly erupted with a blinding dark golden light, and the patterns on the blade seemed to come alive, moving frantically!

He poured the power he had just recovered and even improved into it without reservation!

"God-Demon Opening the Heavens!"

Holding the sword with both hands, he raised the incredibly heavy edge-less greatsword above his head, and then, he slashed upward fiercely against the dark red blood prison phantom pressing down from above!

This sword strike was no longer the heavy crushing of edge-less, but a concentration of all of Luo Xiu's current essence, energy, and spirit, fused with the destruction of the God-Demon Flame, the annihilation of the extreme of force, and the power of many dao marks!

A greyish-white sword rainbow, internally glowing with dark gold and bright white, seeming capable of cleaving through Chaos and re-establishing the elements, burst from the tip of the edge-less sword and surged toward the sky!

Wherever the sword rainbow passed, space was like fragile glass, plowed with a pitch-black abyssal rift that could not heal for a long time!

At the same time, Luo Xiu's left fist clenched, covered in the God-Demon Flame refined to the extreme, and he punched out toward the space ahead!

"God-Demon—Falling Star!"

Where the fist aimed, the space ahead was like a calm water surface hit by a giant boulder, rippling and distorting violently!

He intended to use the 'God-Demon Opening the Heavens' sword to head-on resist the suppression of the 'Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Souls'!

He would use the Falling Star punch to tear open this space lock, which had become exceptionally sturdy due to the reinforcement of the battlefield's will, and even counter-attack its Origin!

“Boom—!!!!!!”

The greyish-white Opening the Heavens sword rainbow and the dark red phantom of the Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Souls collided fiercely!

At that moment, it was as if two worlds had crashed into each other!

An indescribable roar and energy storm instantly swallowed everything!

The core area of the Canglan Secret Realm, after experiencing the initial tragic and chaotic struggle, fell into a tense silence.

The Cultivators who had obtained the carriers of the Divine Ability Jade Slips, whether they were the core of major powers or lucky lone wolves, had all hidden in various temporary Immortal Caves or hiding spots protected by layers of Restrictions, racing against time to comprehend and condense them.

The air was filled with lingering blood and traces of spiritual power, with a few more hidden killing intents.

Those powers that did not get their wish did not leave, but instead prowled and probed the periphery like hyenas in the shadows, waiting for the fragile moment when their prey would be exposed due to comprehension or the opening of the heavenly stairs.

When the phantom of the 'Canglan Heavenly Stairs' in the grey sky of the Secret Realm, which seemed to have existed since ancient times, began to turn from illusory to real and emit increasingly clear Law fluctuations, everyone knew that the final moment—or perhaps a new beginning—was about to arrive.

As the three-month time limit approached, the last wisp of faint light quietly slipped past the boundaries of the Secret Realm.

Buzz—!

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