Translator: CinderTL
Deep within the blood sea, Song Wen's eyes gleamed with barely concealed delight.
Rong Luan, a mid-Great Ascension Stage cultivator, had launched two consecutive attacks, yet failed to breach the ten-thousand-mile blood sea.
This natal magic treasure, when fully unleashed, could actually withstand the assault of a Great Ascension Stage cultivator! Song Wen's mind flashed back to a line from the crafting method for the Undying Blood Sea Yama Emperor Seal: "The blood sea never dries, the blood lord never dies!" Though still far from achieving such a state, it seemed to hint at that potential.
During his thirty years on the Western Rong Continent, Song Wen had not only expanded the blood sea to ten thousand miles but also refined and integrated numerous rare spiritual materials into it, continuously enhancing its power.
These included the Riverless Weak Water obtained from Fan Kang and various heavenly materials and earthly treasures acquired through slaughtering demon beasts across the continent.
Yet even with these enhancements, according to Gu Que, the Blood Sea Seal had not yet reached its full potential for Song Wen's current cultivation level. This was because certain crucial spiritual materials required to fully empower the seal were simply unavailable in the mystic realm, existing only in the immortal realm.
These materials weren't necessarily precious, but they were simply nonexistent in the mystic realm.
Seeing the Blood Sea Seal's formidable strength, Song Wen abandoned any immediate plans to flee. He now wanted to see just how far this treasure could withstand Rong Luan's attacks.
At that moment, Rong Luan's third attack descended.
It was still the bone whip, but the ghastly green corpse fire coiling around it had gradually deepened and darkened, transforming into an eerie black-green flame.
Even before the whip struck, an icy, malevolent pressure pierced through the layers of blood waves, engulfing every corner of the ten-thousand-mile blood sea.
Boom! The bone whip crashed into the blood sea like a roaring Netherworld Poison Dragon. The entire blood sea seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, collapsing violently inward.
Wherever the black-green flames touched the blood waves, they rapidly melted and evaporated, like snow meeting boiling water, transforming into a sky-filling, foul-smelling black smoke.
After collapsing inward to its limit, the blood sea suddenly expanded violently, then exploded outward, scattering trillions of blood droplets in all directions.
The blood sea instantly shrank by more than half, leaving only two or three thousand miles remaining, yet it remained intact.
However, the scattered blood droplets abruptly halted in mid-air, as if drawn by an invisible force. Then, like rivers flowing back to the sea, they surged back toward the shrinking blood sea.
In the blink of an eye, the ten-thousand-mile blood sea had reformed.
Apart from the blood waves incinerated by the black-green flames, the amount of blood lost was negligible.
"How is this possible?" Rong Luan frowned slightly.
Rong Shao and Huang Yangshu were equally astonished.
Huang Yangshu, in particular, had believed that with his wife's arrival, slaying Gu Huang would be a trivial matter. Yet, a cultivator at the peak of the Great Ascension Stage couldn't even breach the opponent's blood sea.
Suddenly, the blood sea below surged violently, raising a crimson wave ten thousand zhang high.
Unlike the other waves that continued to rise and fall, this crimson wave stood motionless.
At its crest, a figure materialized—none other than Gu Huang himself.
"Rong Luan, you old hag! So you can't even break my blood sea after all. If I'd known this back in South Pill City, I wouldn't have bothered running."
"Old hag?" Rong Luan gritted her teeth. Her already aged and sinister face twisted into an even more grotesque mask, every wrinkle seething with icy killing intent.
"Just look at that hideous face of yours—old and ugly. What else would you be but an old hag? No wonder your husband keeps a mistress hidden away." Song Wen tilted his head back, his grin arrogant and mocking.
Corpse qi erupted from Rong Luan's body, transforming her into a ten-thousand-year-old vengeful spirit, brimming with boundless resentment.
Rong Luan swiftly suppressed her fury, her aura now radiating pure, chilling cold.
She first cast an icy glance at Huang Yangshu, silencing him instantly, not daring to breathe.
Then, she turned her gaze to Zhu Mei within the Giant Flying Ship. The young woman's beauty was undeniable, but Zhu Mei collapsed in terror, her body trembling uncontrollably.
These two who have humiliated me will suffer a slow, agonizing torment upon our return.
Finally, Rong Luan's gaze settled on Song Wen, standing atop the blood sea.
"You mentioned 'outside South Pill City' just now. What did you mean? Have we met before?" Song Wen raised his hand, gesturing vaguely to his side.
The blood sea beneath his feet surged upward, slowly coalescing into a human figure—none other than Fan Kang.
"Senior Rong Luan, you still remember this junior, don't you?" Fan Kang said.
"So it was you!" Rong Luan's expression darkened.
Fan Kang had once escaped her grasp, proving himself a Body Integration Stage cultivator with remarkable survival skills.
Song Wen dismissed Fan Kang, dissolving him back into the blood sea, before speaking again.
"Indeed, it was I.
"You old hag, let me tell you the truth: you angered this young master last time. Rong Shu and Rong Yiwen? I killed them both, just to get back at you."
"Today, this young master intended to eliminate Huang Yangshu. However, his Rongqi Giant Flying Ship, combined with your untimely arrival, allowed him to narrowly escape."
"Good! Very good!" Rong Luan's face was frosty, tinged with disdain. "A mere Body Integration Stage cultivator dares to oppose the Rong Clan? I'll make you regret this beyond measure!"
"Regret?" Song Wen's mockery grew sharper. "Even if my fate is the most wretched imaginable, it won't compare to Fellow Daoist Rong Shao's regret. He dedicated his life to the Rong Clan, only to end up as a human-shaped great medicine. I imagine the moment the Devouring Soul Array consumed his life force and divine soul, he must have been filled with unbearable remorse."
"You dare to sow discord even on the brink of death! Your life ends here!" Rong Luan roared, her bone whip crackling with murderous intent as it descended.
"Stop!" A thunderous shout shattered the sky from afar, its sound waves compressed by layers of potent spiritual power. As it neared, the voice exploded in their ears like a thunderclap.
Rong Luan turned to see Yu Bi approaching.
Yu Bi was an inner sect elder of the Divine Blood Gate, and Rong Luan needed his assistance. Naturally, she treated him with utmost respect.
Hearing the shout of "Stop!" Rong Luan reluctantly ceased her attack.
As Yu Bi approached, Rong Luan asked, "Elder Yu Bi, what brings you here?"
Yu Bi ignored Rong Luan, his gaze fixed on the boundless blood sea below.
"Young man, you don't seem to be a disciple of the Divine Blood Gate. We have no record of someone like you here," Yu Bi said.
"I am indeed not a member of the Divine Blood Gate," Song Wen replied.
"Then how did you expand this Blood Sea Seal to ten thousand miles? Hand it over, and I might spare your life," Yu Bi demanded.
"Heh, old fool," Song Wen sneered. "Even if I revealed the method to you, you couldn't replicate it."
"It seems you prefer the stick to the carrot, little friend," Yu Bi said with a cold laugh. "Once I capture you alive, I'll slowly extract the information myself."
(End of the Chapter)
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