Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

The majestic, gilded image of the Buddha stood in mid-air, its brilliant light like a rising sun suddenly tearing through the night and illuminating the entire battlefield as if it were daytime!

Faxiang's terrifying double pupils were slightly lowered, looking down at all living beings like a god.

That pure golden radiance illuminated the frozen horror on the face of the Chosen One of Destruction, as well as the undisguised fear and bewilderment in the eyes of all the Chaos Believers below.

That enormous silhouette, that oppressive force that disrupts the rules, that soul-chilling sense of dread.
That's a great supernatural power!
That is definitely a great supernatural power, and it is a great supernatural power of the True Martial Path!
This strange office worker, this guy who always presented himself as someone with the Sixth Sense, is actually a hidden master of supernatural powers?!

Endless absurdity and chill instantly overwhelmed Broken's thoughts.

No wonder he was so powerful; he possessed great supernatural powers, suppressing his own divinity and disguising himself as a being of the Six Senses to slaughter his legion.

Pretending to be weak to deceive others? That's utterly shameless! There's not a shred of the pride and glory a true master should possess!

What human hero would do such a thing?
But if the other party is truly a great supernatural being, why can't I sense any divine fluctuations?
What on earth is going on?! Possessing great supernatural powers, yet lacking divinity?
Is he really a great supernatural being?

There was no time to think before cutting down the trees.

Because danger had arrived, the golden Dharma image, wielding a halberd, crashed down. Even without divinity, the power it contained seemed to shatter everything!
"Well done!"

He let out an extremely excited roar, and he clearly felt the terrifying power contained in this strike, far exceeding that of any opponent he had ever encountered before!
But it was this power, this absolute power that seemed capable of destroying everything, that truly ignited the most primal fighting spirit deep within his soul!
Such a powerful enemy finally stopped using those annoying ranged tactics and strange treasures, and instead chose the most direct, barbaric, and satisfying method: head-on confrontation!

Isn't this exactly the way to win over the Blood God in battle? As the Blood God's chosen one, how could he refuse?

He will respond to the powerful enemy's declaration of war with all his might!

Po Fa's crimson aura erupted like an explosion, even breaking free from the shackles of the God-Binding Lock. His Blood Demon Body was pushed to its limit, and his physical strength surged once more!
He gripped the battle axe tightly in both hands, pouring all his boiling blood, his berserk divinity, and his infinite thirst for slaughter into it!
He showed no intention of defending or dodging. Instead, he transformed himself into a blood-red meteor shooting upwards, charging headlong into the world-destroying gilded halberd!

The Chosen One of Chaos, in a state of divine favor, should suppress all heroes!

Compared to other powerful beings, the greatest advantage of the Chosen One of Chaos lies in this: they can receive direct blessings from the highest heaven of chaos, causing their combat power to surge again in a short period of time, making them theoretically invincible among their peers!

In this state, how could he possibly be forced back by a being who doesn't even possess divinity and merely has six senses?!
This belief, like steel, sustained him as he burned everything to launch this desperate counterattack!

however,
The moment his battle axe, containing all the chaotic divinity and violent power, collided with the energy halberd in the gilded Dharma Image's hand, which seemed to judge all things, it was a moment of devastation.

Time seems to be stretched infinitely.

In a daze, Po Fa saw that Li Yelai, who was located at the core of the Dharma Image, had his ridiculous and eye-catching office uniform transformed into a bright armor with a black base and gold trim!
What made his soul tremble even more was that behind that hideous armor, a crimson cloak appeared out of thin air, fluttering wildly and making a loud rustling sound amidst the raging energy turbulence!
The fluttering sound of the cloak transforms into an endless war song from a distant shore.

The song was desolate and chilling, piercing through time and space, as if it contained the dying cries and unwilling roars of countless powerful figures!
Aliens, humans, and even more terrifying beings that the Broken Realm had never seen or understood before. There were just too many! How much blood of powerful beings had this cloak been bathed in?!
He has killed more than just those with great supernatural powers.
Even the Chaos Gods, who shared the same origin as him, seemed to have their resentment and fear at the moment of their fall become part of this cloak!

Just how many powerful beings did he kill? How many Chosen Ones of Chaos did he kill?
Are there so many chosen gods in this world for you to kill?
"What exactly are you?" Po Fa roared in horror at the center of the energy collision, his understanding being challenged like never before!
The next moment, an indescribable, terrifying roar erupted!
The destructive energy contained in the gilded giant halberd and the Chaos Battle Axe finally erupted completely, and a visible shockwave suddenly spread out in a ring, sweeping everything away with overwhelming force!
The figure of the Chosen One of Destruction slammed back to the ground with even greater speed than when he had soared into the sky, like a mosquito swatted away by the hand of God. The earth groaned in terror as it was crushed, and a massive crater, over a hundred meters in diameter and resembling the impact of a meteorite, suddenly formed!
Smoke and gravel mixed with scarlet blood mist shot into the sky, forming a murky mushroom cloud.

At the very bottom of that deep pit, the broken body twitched with difficulty.

The battered and broken Po Fa, with his only remaining charred and twisted arm, gripped the Chaos Battle Axe that had already broken in the middle.

He tried desperately to prop himself up with the remaining soldiers, but the effort seemed futile and hopeless.

His battle axe was broken, and his once-proud, powerful physique, from his left shoulder to his right waist, had completely disappeared.

The remaining half of the charred upper body was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, from which blood and broken internal organs kept seeping out, making it look extremely wretched.

The Chosen One of Chaos, who is said to be nearly invincible among great supernatural beings after activating divine favor.
He was defeated in a single blow!
All arrogance, all fighting spirit, all glory, vanished into the most laughable bubble under this one blow.

'My lord, it seems I have encountered a monster that shouldn't exist.' Po Fa struggled to lift his head, gazing up at the Dharma image in mid-air. As a chosen one of the Chaos Gods, even after suffering such a severe injury, he shouldn't die so easily, but what good is staying alive?
He was still unable to escape the despair that pressed down like a curtain from the sky.

Meanwhile, in mid-air, Li Yelai clicked his tongue in amazement.

Just now, he simultaneously activated both the Xiang Yu and Li Yuanba facial expressions.

In addition to having the ability to see through weaknesses, it also has the power amplification of ten times given by the divine general's Dharma form.

With Li Yelai's Unending Strike, the critical damage is tripled!
That last strike ignored defense, caused a huge increase in stats, and even had a critical hit.
If you want numbers, there are numbers; if you want mechanisms, there are mechanisms.

Even without divinity, this pure damage output can severely injure or even instantly kill a powerful overlord. If the Divine Demon Stele were activated, the latter would likely be more prevalent.

In Li Yelai's understanding, even if all the experts from every major city and forbidden zone in the world were included, those with the courage and ability to directly withstand his attack would probably be no more than five. Even Captain Yang Chen, known for his invincible physical body, would have to frown and deal with such an offensive with caution.

This guy, instead of dodging or evading, activated his divine favor state and, with his blood rushing to his head, directly confronted the enemy head-on!

The result was that the terrifying recoil caused cracks to appear in the majestic Dharma image, and even the tiger's mouth on Li Yelai's hand holding the halberd was shattered.

His courage is commendable; he truly is the chosen one of the Blood God.

Fierce! Brave! Powerful! I just love fighting these kinds of enemies; trickery and such are too cunning.

However, Li Yelai did not underestimate his opponent, who had survived the attack.

This is no ordinary enemy; we must strike hard!

But this world is too strange, and Li Yelai cannot reveal all his trump cards yet. Therefore, he did not activate the Divine Demon Stele just now; otherwise, the enhanced curse might have attracted something unexpected.

If he were to attract the Blood God or the fake Blood God, he would only have one option: to make a deal with Mr. Shadow.

Furthermore, he cannot use the devastating Nightfall attack within the City of Law.

Thus, to Po Fa's horrified gaze, the Dharma image that had been hanging in mid-air like a blazing sun suddenly vanished, and Li Yelai swooped down, with thousands of iron cavalry appearing behind him as he traversed the air.

Great Divine Power - Shadow Army!
'You actually have another great supernatural power? Who exactly are you?' Po Fa was filled with shock and despair. He tried his best to lift the broken battle axe. The dim Illusionary Thunder Wings behind him desperately unleashed the last bit of thunder power, trying to retreat quickly and avoid this deadly pursuit.

At the same time, he activated his life-saving treasure, and an ancient golden bell appeared out of thin air, carrying the power to suppress everything, and smashed down on Li Yelai who was rushing down!

However, the golden wings of the Kunpeng behind Li Yelai only fluttered slightly, and the speed suddenly increased.

At the same time, the thousands of silent Shadow Army soldiers behind him instantly changed formation, transforming into a highly penetrating arrowhead formation. All the soldiers began to spin at high speed as if they were one, eventually merging into a pitch-black spear that seemed to be able to pierce through the world!

Shadow Army - Thunder Strike!

The next moment, the jet-black spear struck first, instantly piercing through the golden bell that had come crashing down!
The golden bell let out a mournful cry and shattered with a crash!

The black spear, undiminished in its momentum, plunged precisely into the deep pit, striking the struggling Po Fa directly!
Even the Broken Blade, even the Chosen One of Chaos, could not withstand such an attack in this state; their physical bodies were destroyed in an instant.

But Pofa smiled and said, 'I'll be waiting for you beneath the Crimson Throne.'

He vaguely sensed the chaotic aura emanating from Li Yelai, pure yet faint, clearly indicating a deep connection to chaos. If so, the Blood God would certainly not let such a warrior go unpunished!
Li Yelai naturally had no reaction to this.

See you at the throne of the Blood God, don't act like you could have come out of Mr. Shadow's belly.

With a flick of his halberd, he lifted the Illusionary Thunder Wings. This treasure was quite fast; while it couldn't match his own Mythical Mimicry Kunpeng, it could at least unleash the power of thunder. Whether given away or kept, it was still useful.

However, with the death of Po Fa, there was no fluctuation or mournful cry in the void realm as Li Ye had known when the overlord died.

Indeed, if it were outside, when the overlord died, both the Well of Souls and the base would shatter, nourishing all things like a shooting star.

However, these powerful beings were not complete overlords.

It cannot form a base; instead, it relies on wonders located in the physical world.

Therefore, there's no difference between death and death for a Sixth-Sense psychic; at most, the illusory realm will tremble slightly. (No pedestal, it'll explode!)
However, the next moment.

Li Yelai's consciousness sank, arriving at a misty space deep within his own consciousness. Or perhaps, Mr. Shadow's kitchen?
In that space, Li Yelai saw the dead Po Fa being lifted up by dark tentacles and dragged into the black mist.

However, as it struggled to be dragged away, its illusory form would even burst into bizarre geometric shapes. But even so, it was still dragged away and devoured by the dark tentacles.

Is this what Mr. Shadow wanted him to see? Damn it, riddle teller, can't you give me a hint?

What are those geometric shapes?
As Li Yelai regained consciousness, he frowned, then grabbed Po Fa's head.

And then he hesitated briefly.

Yes, after killing one of the Blood God's Chosen, he was still pondering whether to offer the Blood God's Chosen's head as a sacrifice to the Blood God.

However, before he could switch his Facebook profile...

The head in his hand spontaneously combusted, turning into crimson flames that enveloped him.

As expected, even in this strange world, the Blood God still took the initiative to look at him and chose him.

Before he could even pray, his head was sacrificed.

'Sure enough, whether it's the real or fake Blood God, this old bastard still harbors designs on our human champions.' Li Yelai thought to himself.

As the crimson flames appeared, Li Yelai saw the endless crimson wilderness.

I also saw countless powerful warriors fighting in the wilderness, including human warriors and hundreds of other races.

They are waging endless killing and war to please the god.

However, the quantity is probably too small.

Are there only a hundred or so races, including humans?
It's important to know that the number of races in the authentic Bloody Wilderness is incalculable.

Those were the most outstanding blood god followers of all races, who were able to enter the Bloodstained Wilderness. It was the accumulation of countless years of chaos.

Almost every civilization has followers of Chaos. How could there possibly be only a few hundred races?

It seems that it is also smaller in size compared to the original Blood God.

And in the deepest part of that bloody wilderness stands a crimson throne as vast as a star.
This is the highest heaven of chaos, where the false Blood God dragged Li Yelai.

'What? Does this mean I must pay homage to Him? Or has He detected the presence of the true Blood God?' Li Yelai wondered, his gaze fixed on the crimson throne.

He could also feel a heavy gaze fixed on him. He wondered if this Blood God knew about His own imposter.

However, the next moment.

Li Yelai vaguely sensed that something was amiss within the chaotic Supreme Heaven. The entire Supreme Heaven was trembling, and everyone was cheering!
The tall figure seated on the throne suddenly rose. A roar, filled with a mixture of astonishment and ecstatic joy, echoed throughout the blood-soaked wilderness.

Immediately, the scene before my eyes shattered completely.

Li Yelai, whose consciousness had returned to the physical world, stared blankly at the ashes in his hand that had been completely burned away.

The false blood god's audience was interrupted; other beings interfered with Him. (End of Chapter)