137: 128 golden statues, my power is unlimited, you can do whatever you want!

The tearing and collision of the two Dao Patterns seemed to install a nuclear power reactor in Li Yan's Qi Sea.

It was as if he had been injected; blood gushed out of his Qi Sea with a thumping sound.

Li Yan closed his eyes and sank his Divine Sense into his Nascent Soul Qi Sea.

He saw the golden Heavenly Ancient Dao Pattern and the red Blood Dao Pattern rubbing against each other.

The speed of this friction gradually accelerated, and the Bloodline Qi erupting from it became increasingly dense.

Having obtained such vigorous Blood Qi, Li Yan felt that he no longer needed to be cautious or worry about insufficient magical power.

Although his Storage Ring still contained a large amount of Spirit Stone, each Spirit Stone used was one less.

However, the Blood Qi generated by the friction and tearing of the Dao Patterns was infinite.

As a result, Li Yan no longer had any worries.

With the surge of Blood Qi support, the 64 Yin Magic Avatars also became increasingly crimson and dazzling.

The 63 Avatars instinctively swung their fists, sending the surrounding green-glowing corpse Cultivators flying.

As their fists swung, they brought with them a dense bloody smell, sending the green-glowing corpse Cultivators flying one by one like swatting flies.

Meanwhile, Li Yan focused all his attention on one of the Avatars.

He controlled this Avatar and charged towards Abbot Mi and Cian.

Boom! Boom!

The Bloodline Flesh Body, the Yin Magic Avatar, made a deafening sound with every step it took on the ground.

Its powerful, clearly muscled arms swung a punch that unleashed a terrifying shockwave!

A punch landed on Abbot Mi's Corpse Buddha body, creating a visible airwave.

Abbot Mi was hit several times in a row, spitting out large mouthfuls of thick fluid.

The hundred-zhang-tall Abbot Mi was forced to retreat repeatedly, roaring, "Your Excellency, who exactly are you?!"

"Why have we never heard of Your Excellency or your Sect?"

Li Yan controlled the ghost-like, two-hundred-zhang-tall Flesh Avatar, a smile playing on his lips, remaining silent.

There was nothing to say; the principle of 'the more said, the more mistakes' meant Li Yan never babbled.

The surging Blood Qi power allowed this Flesh Golden Body to continuously throw punches.

One punch! Two punches! Three punches!

The feeling of solid punches made Yan Poshan, who was blocked far away, exclaim with satisfaction.

"So strong!"

"Whose Heaven and Earth Manifestation is this, exactly?"

"I have never heard of anyone among us who can use such an Avatar!"

Perhaps there were many reclusive masters who could use Heaven and Earth Manifestation.

But this was their first time witnessing a Blood Magic Cultivator capable of condensing Blood Qi from the soil to construct a Flesh Golden Body.

Today was truly an eye-opener!

The method of Blood Qi transforming into a Flesh Golden Body amazed all the Cultivators.

They had only seen the Corpse Dissolution Technique of Corpse Cultivators, which could make their Physical Body expand countless times into a giant corpse.

Li Yan's Flesh Golden Body was something everyone was seeing for the first time.

And this time, they saw 64 of them!

"Abbot, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"

The hundred-zhang giant corpse of Cian next to him, wielding two meat saws, smashed towards Li Yan's Golden Body.

Li Yan couldn't dodge in time and could only block with the Flesh Golden Body's arm.

The meat saws attacked in a cross pattern, wildly sawing up and down, forcibly sawing off one arm of the Flesh Golden Body.

A several-hundred-meter-long severed arm was seen falling from the sky, detaching from the Golden Body and heavily crashing to the ground.

Seeing the Flesh Golden Body's arm sawed off, Cian was smug.

"Your Heaven and Earth Manifestation looks fierce, but it's actually too fragile!"

"Can your flesh and blood body compare to my Blessed Golden Body?"

Seeing that she could saw off the Golden Body's arm, Cian suddenly gained courage.

It can be killed!

As long as it could be killed, she wasn't afraid!

Li Yan felt no pain when he saw his arm sawed off.

After all, this was a Flesh Golden Body constructed by a Clone; losing a several-hundred-meter-long arm was merely a loss of some Blood Qi for Li Yan.

Li Yan's Divine Sense resided within this Yin Magic Avatar.

He lowered his head, looking at the severed arm of the Flesh Golden Body.

With just a thought, tender flesh buds grew from the arm, and in an instant, a hundred-meter-long severed arm healed in the blink of an eye.

"The Heavenly Ancient Dao Pattern and the Blood Dao Pattern clashing with each other, the Blood Qi they produce is truly enough for me to squander."

"And the longer this drags on, the more Blood Qi will gush out of my Qi Sea."

He muttered to himself internally.

He could feel his Qi Sea still expanding, with the two Dao Patterns rotating and rubbing in his Qi Sea, like two suns!

The rotation speed of the Dao Patterns became faster and faster, releasing more and more Blood Qi.

Which meant.

The longer Li Yan fought, the stronger he would become!

The Blood Qi that could originally supply 64 Golden Body Avatars, with the passage of time, could now supply 128 Golden Body Avatars.

If he continued to fight, the magical power consumption of three hundred, six hundred, or even a thousand Avatars would not be an issue!

Abbot Mi and Cian watched as Blood Qi continuously overflowed from Li Yan's Flesh Golden Body.

They realized something terrifying.

"Is this kid's Blood Qi infinite?"

"We sawed off one of his arms, and that arm fell to the ground, already forming a Bloodline Poison Pool."

"How come he's not affected at all?"

The Bloodline Poison Pool formed by the blood from Li Yan's recently severed arm was already over ten meters deep.

It was simply unreasonable!

Just then, the sound of reinforcements came from afar.

"Abbot Mi, this humble monk is here!"

"Reverend, don't panic!"

"We have come in accordance with the alliance!"

Accompanied by hundreds of figures flashing by, streaks of green light illuminated the area.

Over a hundred Corpse Cultivators activated their Corpse Dissolution Technique!

Their bodies rapidly decayed and expanded, soaring over a hundred zhang tall in place!

From a distance, hundreds of giant rotting corpses stood up among the mountains!

Seeing the reinforcements arrive, Abbot Mi, the Corpse Buddha, revealed a sinister grin.

"With the help of you fellow masters and Elders, we will surely slaughter these Blood Cultivators, leaving no one behind!"

"Daring to ruin my good fortune of ascending to immortality! This old monk will surely turn you into Blessed Corpse Water!"

Watching the opponent summon hundreds of giant corpses, Li Yan felt that this matter was escalating further and further.

From initially dozens of people ambushing him, it turned into a piecemeal battle.

Corpse Cultivators rushed from all directions, just to help Abbot Mi and Cian.

It was clear that, unlike the deceitful Blood Cultivators, Corpse Cultivators, though fewer in number, were more united.

Li Yan, whose main body was sitting in the cave, had his lips curved upwards.

"Another group of sparring partners has arrived. You want to compete in numbers, do you?"

"Anyway, my Blood Qi is infinite and constantly increasing."

"I'd like to see how many more people you can throw in here."

Li Yan had already lifted the restrictions and was pouring a large amount of Blood Qi into the treasure lotus lamp.

"One hundred and twenty-eight Nine Nether Yin Demons, rise!"

The shadows dispersed by Li Yan in various places transformed into crimson ghost gods, each soaring to two hundred zhang in height!

Throughout the mountains, hundreds of Corpse Buddhas emitting green corpse Qi and one hundred and twenty-eight crimson Yin Demons covered in blood created a scene of a doomsday carnival in Hell.

Su Mo, who was blocked far away, could no longer intervene at all.

She widened her eyes, watching everything before her.

"This... what kind of divine battle is this?!"