The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 1102 The True Spirit Blood Qi of the Nine-Headed Mysterious Dragon

Li Cang was taken aback upon hearing this, and his hand under his purple robe suddenly clenched the curved blade.

"What Daozu Ye means is..."

"Look."

Ye Yang flicked his finger, and a sword aura grazed the light screen and landed on the ground three zhang away to the left.

Suddenly, the blood-red soil there began to bubble, revealing the same twisted runes as those at the center of the formation.

"The Xuan Yuan Sect's Spirit Locking Array was originally an orthodox defensive array, but these blood-red runes were forcibly grafted on later."

"Then it is driven by the blood energy in the spiritual veins, which seems solid, but in fact the foundation is unstable."

The glass sword tassel in Fairy Qingyue's hand suddenly shook violently.

She floated to the light screen in her white robes and lightly touched a crack on the screen with her fingertip.

"Sure enough! The runes here flow with a sluggishness, as if they have been corroded by something."

The next moment, when she turned around, her eyes were filled with frost.

"It's a blood sacrifice technique. Someone buried blood essence at the bottom of the formation, which is gradually polluting the spiritual veins."

Crimson Blood Immortal suddenly stepped forward.

The blood aura emanating from the dark red armor resonated with the blood-red soil on the ground, producing a buzzing sound.

“I can sense that there are at least a hundred cultivators’ corpses buried underground. If we delay for another half an hour, the spiritual veins will be completely contaminated, and this formation will collapse on its own.”

"But at that time, the Xuanjiao will also be driven out of control by the blood energy."

Ye Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Then we can't wait any longer."

"Sect Leader Li, how wide an area can your barrier-breaking talisman cover?"

Li Cang took out three palm-sized, blood-red talismans, the knife patterns on the talismans emitting red light.

"If activated at full power, it can temporarily paralyze the flow of runes within a ten-foot radius. However, it requires three people to simultaneously inject spiritual energy to maintain it, which will take at least the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

"enough."

Ye Yang pointed his longsword diagonally at the ground.

"Fairy Qingyue, use the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique to restrain the main rune at the core of the formation."

“Fellow Daoist Crimson Blood, please use your Blood Armor to protect Sect Master Li and the other two; I will go and sever that corrupted branch of the spiritual vein.”

Before he finished speaking, the spirit-locking array suddenly trembled violently.

The crimson runes on the light screen rose up as if they were alive.

The next moment, in the blink of an eye, a deafening dragon roar came from the center of the formation, and half of a giant claw covered with bluish-black scales broke through the light barrier.

It slammed towards the nearest Crimson Blood True Man, carrying with it thunderous water vapor!

"Well done!"

See this.

Instead of retreating, Crimson Blood Immortal advanced, his armor surging with blood energy into a giant shield, which actually withstood the claw attack.

With a loud "bang!"

He staggered back three steps, and three fine cracks suddenly appeared on his armor, but he didn't take it seriously and just laughed loudly.

"That beast is currently trapped by the restrictions and has not yet appeared in the world."

"Although it is a true spirit body, it has been trapped for many years and is very weak at this moment!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Fairy Qingyue's longsword had transformed into countless fireflies, precisely piercing the rune nodes on the light screen.

"Master Ye, make your move!"

Ye Yang nodded, and his figure transformed into a stream of red and blue light that soared into the sky.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword drew an arc in mid-air, and countless mighty sword energies poured down like a waterfall, actually splitting a trench more than ten feet deep in the blood-red soil.

Within the ravine, a dark red spiritual vein throbbed pulsating.

Blood-red runes crawled all over its veins, like a parasitized venomous snake.

"right here."

Ye Yang pointed his sword at the spiritual vein, unleashing the Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique to its fullest extent.

"Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword, break!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand roared into the air and slashed at the branch of the spiritual vein.

A piercing tearing sound rang out. The dark red spiritual vein ruptured like a snapped rope, and what gushed out was no longer pure spiritual energy, but a foul-smelling blood mist.

"It's done!"

Li Cang and the other two simultaneously slapped the barrier-breaking talisman onto the light screen. The blood-red talisman instantly ignited, transforming into three beams of red light that pierced into the gaps between the runes.

The light barrier of the spirit-locking array flickered violently.
The twisted, blood-red runes faded at a visible speed, revealing the original cyan-gold orthodox runes.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fairy Qingyue activated the Flowing Cloud Sword Technique, and countless sword lights fell like fine rain on the cracks in the light barrier.
"Quick! Its defenses are weakening!"

"Quick victory!"

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword slashed out once more.

This time, the cyan-gold light curtain shattered like glass, and a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and the earth resounded from the center of the formation.

"not good!"

Just then, Ye Yang seemed to notice something and took several steps back.

Suddenly, a strange change occurred; the mist at the bottom of the Soul Lock Abyss suddenly became as thick as blood.

Ye Yang suddenly felt the bluestone beneath his feet tremble violently.

"Buzz!"

The runes of the Spirit Locking Array were originally light gold.

At this moment, it was as if it had been splashed with blood, instantly turning crimson. The speed at which the runes flowed increased, and it even emitted a sharp shriek like twisting metal.

"This is?"

Ye Yang suddenly looked up and saw that the ground around the bottom of the abyss was cracked like a spider web, and a large number of cultivator corpses poured out of the cracks.

These were the cultivators who had died tragically in the secret realm before; their bodies were already stiff.

At this moment, however, it was being lifted up and suspended in mid-air by an invisible force.

Even more terrifying, blood suddenly seeped from the seven orifices of these corpses, and the blood gathered into dozens of rivers of blood.

The water flowed along the cracks towards the central eye of the abyss. Along its path, vegetation withered instantly, and even hard rocks were corroded into honeycomb-like holes.

"Go back!"

Li Cang unleashed a long sword, its blade energy slashing towards the approaching blood river, only to be easily swallowed up by it.

The moment the sword energy dissipated, the blood river surged three feet higher, sweeping towards the nearest Nascent Soul cultivators.

The group cried out and summoned their protective shields, only to see them turn into green smoke the moment they touched the blood river.

His entire body was enveloped by the river of blood, and within a few breaths he was drained into a dried-up corpse, leaving only a skin that fell into the crevice.

Screams echoed from the bottom of the abyss.
Within half an incense stick's time, nearly half of the cultivators were either swallowed by the river of blood or fell into the cracks, and the originally crowded Locking Spirit Abyss instantly became half empty.

Yan Qingying's six-winged demonic corpse spread its wings, shielding her behind it. The ice shards and golden patterns on the corpse's wings lit up simultaneously, barely blocking the splattering blood droplets.
"This blood is problematic; it carries a bone-corroding demonic energy!"

Just as the blood river was about to merge into the array's core, a loud "crack" suddenly came from the void.
Three blood-red altars, each ten feet tall, appeared without warning, forming a triangle around the array's core at the bottom of the abyss.

The altar was made entirely of a blood-like material, its surface covered with twisted runes.
It was exactly the same as the Blood God Altar runes that Ye Yang and others saw outside the Scripture Pavilion, only on a larger scale.

"It's a blood sacrifice formation!"

Li Cang's expression changed drastically, and the long sword hummed in his hand.

"Legend has it that the Xuan Yuan Sect once set up the 'Three Altars for Suppressing the Soul' to suppress the Xuan Jiao. However, if it is activated by the essence blood of cultivators, it can become the key to awaken the Xuan Jiao!"

He looked at Ye Yang, his eyes filled with seriousness.

"Someone is plotting against us! These rivers of blood are sacrifices; we are all mourners!"

Before the words were even finished, the river of blood poured into the three altars like a waterfall.

As the blood flowed in, the runes on the altar began to glow, and the originally blurry outlines gradually solidified. Thick blood plasma even seeped from the bottom of the altar, forming small blood arrays on the ground.

Ye Yang noticed that there was a groove at the top of the altar, the shape of which matched the three heads of the nine-headed black dragon. It was obviously a "base" specially prepared for the birth of the black dragon.

"Boom!"

The three altars simultaneously erupted with dazzling red light, which shot straight into the sky, turning the mist of the Soul Locking Abyss blood red.

Suddenly, the array eye at the center of the abyss exploded, and a water column hundreds of feet thick, carrying lightning, shot into the sky. A huge black shadow could be vaguely seen writhing within the water column.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar echoed through the sky, and a column of water exploded, revealing a giant dragon thousands of feet long bursting out of the ground.

It has nine heads, each covered with dark blue scales, with different colored crystals embedded in its forehead, each spewing lightning, water vapor, and poisonous mist.

Its body was as thick as a small mountain, and where the scales on its abdomen had fallen off, there were still deep marks left by the chains, which were obviously old wounds left when it was suppressed.

(End of this chapter)