Chapter 347: Chapter 232: Divine Skills_1

Celestial White Jade Capital.

A floating silhouette entered the battlefield suddenly.

It was a person, dressed in white, with a stern and upright posture. His face was covered by a golden-yellow mask, depicting a bird’s beak, obscuring most of his features and adding a sense of mystery.

An unexpected person in an unexpected entrance.

But no cries of surprise could be heard.

Because at that moment, the demonic tribulations were relentless, assaulting everyone on the battlefield.

Meng Fuyao and the cultivators of the Four Sects and five Corpse Resolutions were affected by the heart sutra, unable to fend off the demonic calamities due to the Corpse Resolution. They were trapped in the Transformative Freedom Bo Xun Heart Sutra and couldn’t break free.

If even those with the Corpse Resolution experienced this, what more the rest?

In the midst of the demonic trial, disciples from the seven sects and various loose cultivators were all struck by the influence of demonic nature. Their minds were unstable at best, while a few Golden Core cultivators developed black and red hair all over their bodies amid painful howls, losing control and collapsing into twisted masses that spread blood and gore among the ranks.

In such chaos, everyone was too preoccupied with their own survival to notice anything else.

Only…

“Crack!!!”

“Boom!!!”

A loud noise rang out as if metal had shattered, breaking the Vajra Skill and causing the Bodhi True Seed to collapse.

The term Vajra is Buddhist in origin, denoting a power that is both immovable and overwhelming, capable of destroying all things without being destroyed itself.

The Vajra Bodhi represents the perfect fusion of mana and wisdom, combining the unstoppable force of the Vajra and the insight of enlightenment, like the Shakyamuni Great Enlightenment, which could dominate thousands of worlds, as one of Buddhism’s great divine abilities.

But now…

The Vajra shattered, the Bodhi collapsed.

Bright red blood splattered, followed by a slash that cut through the void.

It was none other than the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade!

With one slash, it broke the seal, unleashing torrents of scarlet blood, forming a surging blood sea once again.

Within the sea of blood, the flow began to coalesce, reforming into a human figure. A young man dressed in blood-red robes with white hair appeared—it was the Blood Demon, Zheng Yin.

As a Demon Seed, Zheng Yin’s condition was also somewhat unusual at that moment. Underneath the crimson robes rolled and surged as if swarms of rats were scurrying. His normally handsome face was now twisted in pain, grinding his teeth with eyes about to split from agony.

Why was this happening?

It had to be this way!

He may be a demon, but he was a new creation of later generations, a product of the Fallen Corpse Resolution, not a demon from the Desire Realm of Ancient Times.

His essence came from the Desire World Demon Qi as well as the current world’s Spiritual Energy. His existence was the result of demonic and spiritual energies merging.

For Zheng Yin to remain stable, a balance between demonic Qi and Spiritual Energy was necessary.

This balance, if disrupted, would cause him great distress, regardless of which side it leaned toward.

With dire consequences.

Yet he had no choice. He couldn’t accept being sealed by the Four Sects for a century, allowing the Nine Immortals’ Corpse Resolution to summon the heavenly tribulation to purge demons.

Therefore, he had no option but to fight desperately, breaking the balance of spirit and demon, reverting his own creation, the Corpse Blood Demon Scripture, back to its source, transforming it into the Transformative Freedom Bo Xun Heart Sutra. Through this transformation and assimilation, he aimed to break the Buddhist seal of Vajra Bodhi and trigger the deeply buried demonic afflictions within the bodies of Meng Fuyao and the other four experiencing the Corpse Resolution.

This move, unsurprisingly, succeeded in breaking the seal.

However, the aftermath was as predicted—terrifying and profound.

Zheng Yin clenched his teeth, his eyes threatening to split, and his gaze bloodshot. Even the veins in his neck were visible, resembling spiderwebs, with furious pulsations throughout his body, threatening to turn his very being into the waters of the blood sea.

Though he was indeed the blood sea, it was his own blood sea.

Now, under the influence of the Transformative Freedom Bo Xun Heart Sutra, he was being transformed into the blood sea of the Desire Realm, becoming part of that dark river.

If that happened, he would no longer be himself, and the world would lose the Corpse Blood Divine Monarch, Zheng Yin, leaving only a Blood Sea Asura!

This was the consequence of “Return to the Ancestors”!

How could he accept it?

How could he accept it!

“Aahhh!!!”

With a furious roar, Zheng Yin leapt into the air, accompanied by the raging waves of the blood sea, shooting towards the heavens.

Although the balance between spirit and demon was disturbed, making it hard to control himself, the last remnants of his rationale reminded him that he must not stay here too long.

Meng Fuyao and the others, being Corpse Resolution cultivators with demons deeply rooted within them, were not gravely affected, as their afflictions, although deep, were not severe. If it weren’t for the huge loss they suffered during the battle, even his Return to the Ancestors or the recitation of the Boxun Heart Sutra would have hardly affected them.

Therefore, they would soon recover, and he mustn’t linger any longer, or his fate would be worrying.

Run, run, run!

As he fled through the billowing blood sea, in the chaos, he failed to notice a new figure on the battlefield.

But it did not matter…

With a single lean of the newcomer’s shoulder, an energy burst forth like a sword.

How could such energy be produced?

Bright red like blood, fierce like fire, heavy like a mountain, shining like light, slicing like a sword, it dove straight into the blood sea.

“Puff!!!”

“Hiss!!!”

Instantly, there was a tumultuous sound as the blood sea boiled violently.

Upon closer inspection, a red light like a sword coursed through the sea of red, churning and stirring it into a tumultuous foam. The intense fire-like energy evaporated the waters of the blood sea and even scorched the raging body of the Blood Demon.

“Ahhh!!!”

With a furious roar and a cry of despair, Zheng Yin appeared in a rage, wielding the Demon Blade like a sting, slashing at the fiery red light.

“Bang!”

The clash of the Demon Blade and the red light resulted in a collision, but ultimately the ancient Spiritual Treasure, supported by the Corpse Resolution, proved stronger. The scarlet blade edge shattered the red light, instantly stopping the boiling of the blood sea.

“Flame Qi?”

Although he had shattered the red light, Zheng Yin’s shock and anger did not diminish but intensified.

Because someone had drifted forward, hands behind his back, cutting across his path.

“White Jade Capital!?”

Looking at the person obstructing his way, Zheng Yin was filled with indescribable shock and anger, and clenched his teeth, raising his hand to slash with the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade again.

White Jade Capital, indeed, had risen to prominence in recent years, causing his Great Xing Mountain to suffer one defeat after another, much to his chagrin. But that was all there was to it.