NOVPUBAnd then everyone began to absorb the rest of the clean blood from the Sea of Blood, a process that had to be extremely cautious. A slight mistake could cause incurable hidden ailments, or worse, immediate death.
The Elder of the Saint Vein Realm radiated a rainbow-like aura, guarding nearby.
......… 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝘤𝘰𝑚
Inside the altar, Xu Zimei whispered to Ren Pingsheng, "Later, you’ll use your full strength to attack this Pure Moon Altar with the Sun Devouring Axe and disrupt its purifying light. Leave the rest to me."
Ren Pingsheng nodded, aware that Xu Zimei might be about to do something big.
"Remember, you must attack with all your might; you only have one chance," Xu Zimei urged with concern, "ordinary attacks are useless against the altar."
As everyone was enveloped in sacred light and began the blood exchange,
Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath and took out his Sun Devouring Axe.
At that moment, dark qi wafted around him as he once again awakened the spirit of the Great Emperor’s True Artifact.
Empowered by both the Emperor Pattern and the residual power of Destiny, the space around him completely shattered under this imposing aura.
Dark mist roared on the massive axe, his expression twisted. As he flew out of the altar and struck down towards its top with all his might,
time seemed to freeze in that moment, and Ren Pingsheng felt his life had never been as much the center of attention as then.
From the day he was born, the Ren Family had already been in decline, and being a descendant of a Great Emperor brought him not glory but responsibility.
But today,
he would raise the massive axe,
he would, in the heartland of a first-class sect,
he would, in the face of nearly ten thousand horrified gazes, whether Emperor Pulse or Saint Vein,
he would shine as bright as the blazing sun,
he would strike with that one axe.
As the axe passed, the firmament roared in fury, the sky mourned, and the faces within the dark mist screamed,
everyone’s ears were filled with an explosive sound that shattered the heavens.
The axe struck the Pure Moon Altar with tremendous force, leaving not even a scratch on the unusually sturdy structure.
But the holy light of purification emanating from the altar was disrupted.
As Ren Pingsheng made that strike, the Elder of the Saint Vein Realm had already noticed him.
"You insolent fool!" the Elder roared in fury, spiritual energy surged across the sky as he sent his massive hands straight towards Ren Pingsheng.
The hands annihilated everything in their path, space collapsed, and at that moment, Ren Pingsheng, surrounded by pitch-black Demonic Qi and wielding the Sun Devouring Axe, feared nothing.
He swung his axe towards those hands as if he were ready to fight heaven and earth.
Regrettably, the power of the Saint Vein Realm was simply too overwhelming, and with just one palm strike, Ren Pingsheng was sent flying, coughing up blood.
As Ren Pingsheng stood up ready to attack the altar again, the Saint Vein Realm Elder snorted coldly and, stepping through the air, waved his hands, binding Ren Pingsheng with forces of confinement.
At this critical moment in the blood exchange within the blood pool, Xu Zimei flew out from the inside of the altar and dropped a drop of fresh blood into the blood pool.
This drop of fresh blood was exactly what he had earlier separated from the essence blood of the Nine-Headed Divine Beast; it represented the resentment of all divine beasts and could be described as utterly evil blood.
Without the protective light from the Pure Moon Altar to purify it, the moment Xu Zimei’s drop of evil blood entered the blood pool, it instantly dissolved into the Sea of Blood.
The reason Xu Zimei had Ren Pingsheng block the purifying light of the Pure Moon Altar was to contaminate the blood pool, because if the suppressing light of purification were present, even if Xu Zimei introduced the evil blood, it would be futile.
As everyone was carrying out the blood exchange at this crucial juncture, they devoted their entire being to the task, having no spirit left to pay attention to the situation outside.
When the Sea of Blood, now amalgamated with the evil blood, was absorbed by nearly ten thousand people, screams from disciples with lower cultivation levels began to rise.
The truth was, after the evil blood was dispersed, it had already become very diluted, but the constitutions of the people from the Myriad Beasts Sect were too special. Even a trace of evil blood could cause them serious harm.
At this moment, as the nearly ten thousand people in the field screamed in agony, the countenances of the Saint Vein Realm Elders and Sect Master Li Yunhu at the very front turned dark with an enveloping blackness, struggling to hold on.
The Saint Vein Realm Elder who had just captured Ren Pingsheng overhead immediately noticed the abnormality, let out a furious roar, and charged directly towards Xu Zimei, his momentum as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.
Xu Zimei hastily crushed the jade token his father had given him.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged like clouds and mist, and a blue shadow appeared in front of Xu Zimei.
The moment the blue shadow appeared, myriad sword qi enveloped his surroundings.
Clothed in a green robe, his eyes indifferent, the blue shadow casually pointed, and myriad sword qi flew towards the onrushing Saint Vein Realm Elder.
The Elder shattered countless sword qi with a palm, but more sword qi continued to fly towards him incessantly. He failed to dodge in time and his palm was grazed by a sword qi.
The Elder gazed at the blue shadow before him; naturally, he also knew it was just a divine soul.
But the fact that a half-Step Saint Vein Realm divine soul could engage him in this manner suggested how powerful the true body must be.
Although this divine soul was split from Xu Qingshan, it actually had no consciousness, being entirely directed by Xu Zimei.
More and more disciples in the Sea of Blood began to cry out in misery. The Saint Vein Realm Elder grew frantic, his only thought was to quickly suppress Xu Zimei and Ren Pingsheng, and then restart the Pure Moon Altar.
"Run!" Xu Zimei had the blue shadow hold off the Elder, while he shouted to Ren Pingsheng high above.
Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, demonic skiils emanating from his hands, and with a swing of his axe, he shattered the bindings around him and then ran towards the outskirts of the Pure Moon Divine Realm.
"The feeling of running away after putting on a show is truly exhilarating," Ren Pingsheng silently thought to himself.
Watching Xu Zimei and Ren Pingsheng escape into the sky while the divine soul before him blocked his path—
The Saint Vein Realm Elder did not wish to tangle further; his True Fate emerged, and a phantom of the Ancient Divine Beast Azure Dragon materialized above his head.
The Azure Dragon roared fiercely, its immense beastly might permeating the entire space. The Saint Vein Realm Elder went in for the kill.
After a long battle, he finally extinguished the divine soul and hurriedly went to reactivate the Pure Moon Altar.
.........
Xu Zimei and Ren Pingsheng stepped through the air, leaving the Pure Moon Divine Realm and also Hundred Beasts City.
No one would have expected that at this moment, the famous Myriad Beasts Sect from the Extreme West Region was undergoing a life and death crisis.
Xu Zimei knew that he had now made an enemy of the Myriad Beasts Sect, but given the current situation of the Sect, it was doubtful that they could maintain their first-rate Sect strength, let alone come after him for trouble.
Xu Zimei and Ren Pingsheng did not stop on their way and headed straight for the True Martial Holy Sect.
The day of the Seven Sects Competition was approaching, but Xu Zimei did not know whether the Myriad Beasts Sect could even participate anymore.
