NOVPUBThe yellow sand filled the heavens, burying the entire world.
The further they traveled, the more Blood Demons they encountered, and Xu Zimei couldn’t be bothered to kill these Blood Demons.
However, Zhong Xin was quite enthusiastic, his sword qi imposing as if loath to let Xu Zimei and the others snatch the kills away, he exterminated all the Blood Demons they came across.
Watching Zhong Xin battle through blood at the forefront, Xu Zimei yawned, waved his hand, and said, "Don’t rush, kill them slowly, there are plenty more behind, we won’t compete with you for them."
"Is that something a person would say?" Zhong Xin turned his head to look at Xu Zimei, not knowing why he suddenly felt a twinge of sourness in his heart.
His original intent was to compete with Xu Zimei for kills, to ensure that Xu Zimei gained nothing from this trip.
But looking at the current situation, he seemed to have become their pathfinder.
"Damn it, how can I, a core disciple of the True Martial Holy Sect, a powerhouse of the Esteem Vein Realm, be reduced to this state now.
But if I don’t fight for the kills, I would fail my master’s instructions."
Zhong Xin felt incredibly conflicted, now disliking not only Xu Zimei but also harboring a secret hatred for Shao Xingyu. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝖚𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
Xu Zimei picked a direction and continued forward.
The further he went, the heavier the surrounding yellow sand became. The blood wind and blood-red sky at the horizon reflected and merged, deepening in hue.
Even the sand beneath their feet turned moist, as if the firmament itself had been drenched with a bucket of blood, and from the edge of the sky, blood rain began to "drip, drip" fall.
Zhong Xin frowned, feeling an inexplicable oppression in his heart.
"Where are you going?" Zhong Xin asked, looking at Xu Zimei.
"What, you’re scared?" Xiao Guizi glanced at Zhong Xin with a smug look and said, "Tell me, should I call you a pestering bug, or an annoying fly?"
"You’re courting death," Zhong Xin bellowed, his aura magnificent, his longsword chiming faintly.
"Come on, kill me. Killing a fellow disciple is a capital offense," Xiao Guizi arrogantly said, "If you have the ability, kill us all. Do you dare?"
Zhong Xin glanced at Xu Zimei. It wasn’t that he didn’t dare to kill; if someone died here, who would know it was his doing? He could use the Blood Demons as an excuse.
It was just that he knew Xu Zimei had a trump card given to him by Xu Qingshan, and he wouldn’t be able to kill him. If the truth were to come out, he would certainly die without a doubt.
"There’s no need to provoke me," Zhong Xin said, calming his emotions, "No matter where you go, I’ll follow."
Xu Zimei smiled and continued forward with Xiao Guizi and the others.
The deeper they went, the more abnormal and eerie the blood-red sky became.
Tiny droplets of blood rain fell from the sky, but curiously, when these drops fell on everyone, they would disappear without a trace, leaving no marks.
The group traveled a long distance, and surprisingly, they didn’t encounter a single Blood Demon along the way.
Finally, a very large pit blocked the way forward for Xu Zimei and his companions.
The pits were particularly abundant in this area, the bottoms nearly invisible, deep like abysses, clearly indicating that a major battle had once taken place here.
Xu Zimei looked at everyone with a smile, then took a horn from his Storage Ring and began to blow it.
The sound emitted by the horn was strange, as if it conveyed some message.
For some reason, upon hearing the sound of that horn, everyone present felt their blood churn, passion surge into their hearts, and all the veins hidden beneath their skin swell as though they were about to burst.
As the horn sounded, the roars of nine different beasts rose between heaven and earth.
The bloody sky took on an even more monstrous hue, followed by the sight of the shadows of nine divine beasts soaring up from the deep pit.
These nine divine beasts were the shadows of the "Chaos, Qiongqi, Howl, Tao Tie, Nether Serpent, Mysterious Bird, Tao Wu, Ice Armor Horned Demon Dragon, and Bi An."
When the shadows of these nine divine beasts appeared, they let out a skyward roar and began to condense.
The blood-red icy rain from the sky grew heavier, as if the entire Blood Demon Secret Realm was about to be submerged, and the ground began to shake as silver lightning, like dragons, streaked through the blood rain.
Above the sky, the merging of the shadows of the nine-headed divine beasts continued, and Zhong Xin stepped back, yelling at Xu Zimei, "What are you trying to do?
The True Martial Great Emperor once slew the nine-headed divine beasts, ending the Wild Desolation era, and ushered in a golden age for the human race.
Do you intend to resurrect these divine beasts today and become the sinner of the entire human race?"
"There’s something you need to understand," Xu Zimei looked at Zhong Xin, smiling, "Unless you escape from the River of Fate, once fated, there is no possibility of resurrection for the dead."
"Then what do you want to do?" Zhong Xin was taken aback for a moment before realizing what he had just seen were the ancient nine-headed divine beasts, which made him somewhat overly reactive.
"What do you think?" Xu Zimei smiled and asked.
"Madman, I will report this matter to the Deputy Sect Master truthfully," Zhong Xin gave Xu Zimei a glance, feeling an increasingly oppressive sensation in his heart before finally choosing to leave.
"Since you’ve come, don’t be in such a rush to leave," Xu Zimei chuckled, spiritual energy surging from his body as he threw an Array Plate set to level six at Zhong Xin.
This Array Plate, previously given to him by Lu Ang, had yet to be used until now.
The moment it was activated, an endless killing intent filled the space between heaven and earth, with tens of thousands of sharp swords rising into the sky, encircling Zhong Xin.
They densely surrounded him as hundreds of swords trembled simultaneously, their sword qi shooting up to the heavens, seemingly ready to grind all life within the Sword Array to dust.
The level six formation "Brilliant Sword Prison Array" was one of Lu Ang’s proudest creations.
They say of the Ten Thousand Arrays Five Disciples, Lu Zi excels at slaughter, Qi Zi at illusions.
When the formation was initiated, Zhong Xin’s expression changed slightly, and although he had reached the peak of the Esteem Vein Realm, he did not dare to underestimate a level six formation, especially the one with the strongest lethality among killing arrays.
Above the sky, the merging of the nine divine beast shadows had reached its final stage, and Xu Zimei gestured for Lin Ruhu and Xiao Guizi to retreat.
A majestic beastly might swept across the entire world, and those nine beastial shadows fused into a giant.
The creature stood at least a hundred zhang tall, with the body of a human and the head of a beast, and nine heads on its neck.
Each head bore the visage of the divine beasts in life, and now all nine heads howled skywards at once, their deafening cries echoing across the heavens, causing space to begin to fracture.
This monster descended from the sky, one foot stomping on the earth, causing it to quake and fissures to spread beneath its feet.
"Brother Zhong, enjoy the feast I’ve prepared for you," Xu Zimei said, laughing as he led the others to retreat.
"You’ve set me up," Zhong Xin managed to dodge the Sword Prison’s attacks in a wretched state, shouting angrily at Xu Zimei.
"How can affairs between martial artists be called a setup? Isn’t it you who wanted to come along with us?" Xu Zimei replied, shaking his head.
