Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1067 Head Bleeding

"Boom!"

Almost the instant that Di Cang's clone took a wrong step and fell into Beifeng Mountain, Ancestor Tingyou on the other side seized the opportunity to close the passage portal.

Immediately afterward, before Di Cang's clone could even regain his footing, hundreds and thousands of silver figures appeared around him, all bearing the appearance and aura of Lü Yang. They were countless, and above them stood the majestic [Northern Exorcism Academy], all charging towards him.

【The Great Immortal Technique of the Floating Light Realm Sea】.

Upon seeing this, Di Cang's clone frowned, and a ray of light suddenly appeared above his head, revealing a blue-green pearl within it. As he moved, a dazzling light of magic shot out.

As the light swept across, several clones were instantly swept away.

To his disbelief, these silver figures were merely swept away and slightly injured, but clearly did not lose their fighting power.

How could that be?

This precious pearl of his is no ordinary object; it is a treasure he has carefully refined, possessing the power to annihilate all forms of existence. A single strike from this pearl often shatters both the person and their magic.

But these silver figures held on.

Therefore, it is clear that these lights and shadows are not simply magical clones, but rather real external manifestations with flesh and blood, a foundation, and no illusions.

But the problem is:

How many are there here?

Thousands, tens of thousands, and even at the edge of sight, figures continued to split, countless figures almost forming a vast ocean of silver light.

Upon witnessing this scene, Di Cang's clone was immediately filled with dread:

'What kind of magic is this? I have absolutely no idea. If I can't break it, even if the other party blows this thing up, I'll still lose my life!'

Even so, he wasn't flustered.

What he feared was not the number of clones, but the power of so many clones self-destructing. He didn't actually lack ways to deal with clones alone.

Upon realizing this, Di Cang's clone took a deep breath, then flicked his sleeve, from which countless crimson flames shot out, carrying rolling heat waves. Looking at it, it resembled a small, exquisite blood pool the size of a palm, but after being thrown out, it swelled up in the wind.

[The Blood Pool of Myriad Refinements]!
This item itself is a supreme treasure, and it is also the foundation of his "Azure Sky Avatar" immortal bridge. The fact that he is using it now is clearly a sign that he has revealed his true power.

The young man's eyes shimmered with emerald light, and he uttered a Daoist phrase:
"Edict!"

In an instant, endless blood surged from the blood pool, forming a human shape, and then poured out, actually blocking the countless silver light clones.

However, before Di Cang's clone could even breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Lu Yang's true form sitting cross-legged in the [Northern Exorcism Academy] above, a smile on his face:
"burst!"

Rumble!
The explosion that [Angxiao] experienced in the past has now transformed into a dark and gloomy light that obliterates everything, with a higher status and more terrifying power.

[Golden Talent: Great Self-Destruction]!
When the light faded, the figure of Emperor Cang's clone appeared, but his eyes were empty, his pupils burned into nothingness by the flames of the explosion.

The endless stream of light penetrated his eye sockets, burning his skull until it glowed, and continued downwards, burning away his skin and flesh, until finally only a charred skeleton remained standing in the pool of blood, with the spirit pulsating in his brow exuding a sense of shock and anger.

"How brave!"

Before he finished speaking, the boundless blood energy of the [Ten Thousand Refined Blood Pool] had already gathered, creating new flesh and blood, and in an instant, it reassembled the Dharma body for Emperor Cang's clone.

But this is just an appearance.

Although he was covered in new skin, the deep-seated wound from the flames had not been dispelled and still caused him constant stinging pain.

But things are finally getting better.

'Three seconds. No, one second. I can recover and expel the injuries within one second.' Di Cang pondered in his divided mind, but couldn't help feeling bitter.

In a battle between two great lords, a single second is enough to determine the victor; how could he be given a chance to recover?

Even now, he still doesn't know who attacked him, only that it was the Great True Lord of the Dharma Body, but his appearance and aura are completely unfamiliar. Until a scroll unfurled in the air.

In an instant, light rippled within the scroll, and then a six-sided door opened, revealing a magnificent palace with twenty-four layers of walls, which appeared and disappeared in the light.

The palace gates open, the palace gates close.

"Boom!"

By the time Di Cang's clone came to his senses, he had already fallen into the painting and was imprisoned in that magnificent palace, instantly placing immense pressure on him.

However, at this moment he had no mind to pay attention to the crisis that was right in front of him. His gaze was completely locked on the extremely familiar scene in front of him, and he couldn't move away even for a moment. For a moment, he forgot himself and his surroundings, and even ignored the injuries on his body. Only endless shock and fear remained.

'【The Heavenly Gate of the Path】?'

Memories that should have died resurfaced, and the fear that one thought had been overcome but had actually been ingrained in the bones was fully revived at this moment.

Lu Yang naturally noticed the enemy's unusual behavior.

'Is he lost in thought?'

In just a fleeting instant, even before he realized it, Di Cang's clone had already reacted and pulled back, his scattered pupils beginning to focus again.

'But that's enough!'

In that instant, Lu Yang seized the opportunity, unleashing the full power of the [Northern Exorcism Academy] and then slamming it into the [Conquest Heavenly Gate Diagram].

Two priceless treasures!

The [Conquest of the Heavenly Gate Diagram] seals the Dao Heart, and the [Northern Exorcism Academy] suppresses the Dharma Body. Once successful, the fall of Emperor Cang's avatar is only a matter of time.

However, in the critical moment, Di Cang's clone made an extremely decisive decision. He held the lotus in his hands, and the [Ten Thousand Refinement Blood Pool] rapidly collapsed in his palms, transforming from a sky full of pill fire into a pill the size of a thumb. Then, he pushed it forward, and in an instant, it turned into a sky full of crimson light!

It exploded!
The Ten Thousand Refinement Blood Pool, a supreme treasure, was blasted apart without hesitation by Emperor Cang's clone, instantly blowing away the Arctic Exorcism Academy above his head!
The [Conquest Heavenly Gate Diagram] was also broken open.

The crimson light was like blood, and the setting sun hung in the sky, as if a pair of scissors had cut and torn the scroll in half, creating a path for Emperor Cang's clone to escape.

'We escaped!'

At this moment, Emperor Cang's clone's eyes were full of confidence.

'The Myriad Refined Blood Pool is different from ordinary treasures; it is itself a drop of that person's blood. Even if it explodes, as long as I am alive, it will eventually reassemble.'

His gaze fell upon the majestic palace, where a handsome Taoist priest stood with a furrowed brow and a solemn expression, seemingly preparing to face his desperate attack. However, he merely glanced at him, memorizing the man's appearance and aura before turning to look in another direction.

Why should I fight this man to the death?

'As long as we escape this place and reconnect with the main body, we can mobilize the entire power of the Underworld to deal with it. A death match is a fool's idea.'

That's right, just like back then.

Knowing full well that it was a fight to the death, and that one wrong move could mean certain death and the loss of millions of years of cultivation, they still went ahead and attacked without hesitation, which was extremely foolish.

He wouldn't be that stupid.

With this thought in mind, Di Cang's clone immediately gathered all the power from the explosion of the [Ten Thousand Refined Blood Pool], and rode the crimson light, randomly choosing a direction to rush out.

With the treasure self-destructing and him going all out, no one below the Heavenly Realm could withstand such power!
Emperor Cang's clone then brazenly crashed into Mount Beifeng.

In a daze, he seemed to see himself breaking through the mountain wall with all his might, escaping to safety, and from then on, he could fly freely in the sky and leap freely in the sea.

"boom!"

He hit his head and bled profusely.

(End of this chapter)