Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 64 Blood Puppet
"Now that I have stepped into this place, I will not let you leave a single remnant behind."

With a stomp of his foot, the power of frost and lightning poured out like an icefall, the lightning crackling and heading straight for Wang Lin.

Just then, Wang Lin suddenly roared in anger, and flames soared up a hundred feet!
"Blood Puppet Guards... Rise!"

Before the words were finished, a deafening tremor shook the depths of the earth, and stone chips rained down as three ancient bronze coffins inlaid with fierce patterns suddenly emerged from the sea of ​​blood.

"Roar--"

Three extremely ferocious roars burst forth from the coffin, as if breaking some kind of restriction. Three pairs of scarlet pupils opened in the darkness, radiating a suffocating killing intent.

The bronze coffin opened, and the three blood puppet guards moved in response. The fire puppet's fists clashed together, and the sparks that erupted condensed in the air into the ancient seal script "Li Huo" (meaning "separation of fire"). The lightning puppet's spear touched the ground, and thousands of electric snakes shot out from the cracks in the blue bricks. The wind puppet's figure became ethereal, and a foul wind carrying bone dust swept through the cellar.

Blood Puppet: Fire, Thunder, Wind – The Three Fiends Emerge! Each Blood Puppet is comparable to a mid-level eighth-rank martial artist.

Wang Lin's remnant soul picked up a wisp of blood mist and condensed it into a crimson rose at his fingertips: "Look, this is a flower nurtured with the heart's blood of the Holy Maiden of the Xunfeng Sect." As the petals bloomed, the tearful face of a dying girl appeared inside: "If killing is art, then I am the greatest painter in this world."

He raised his hand and swung it down, a single word shaking the very soul:
"kill!"

The three blood puppets moved simultaneously, unleashing a deafening shockwave.

The fire puppet roared, its body shooting out, its fist like a raging mountain, transforming into a crimson meteor that hurtled towards Chu Ning. Each punch ignited the air.

The Thunder Puppet arrived in an instant, its thunder spear slicing through the void and piercing straight for Chu Ning's throat, accompanied by a thunderous roar.

The wind puppet transformed into a vortex, launching a surprise attack from the flank. Its palm strikes tore through space, even creating several wind blades that sliced ​​through the cellar walls.

Chu Ning's boot crushed a blood-stained blue brick, and in the instant the fragments flew, the Primordial Divine Token trembled like a dragon's roar in his dantian. He suddenly laughed, his laughter echoing through the cellar like thunder: "Fire, thunder, wind, three mid-grade eighth-rank blood puppets? Perfect—"

The rusty knife was drawn with a sudden burst of power, its blade reflecting the nine lightning patterns that danced deep within his pupils.

"Use you as a sacrifice for my new trick."

"boom."

A massive blade of light, mixed with purple and gold, slashed out from his blade with a thunderous roar, tearing through the void like lightning, instantly shattering the blazing flames.

The purple-gold blade slashed like a raging celestial being, directly meeting the fire puppet's fist. With a deafening roar, the fire puppet's fist bones shattered, and half of its body was forcibly cleaved in two.

However, after this attack, Chu Ning's white hair grew longer inch by inch, with the roots turning as white as snow.

"Not so easy!" Wang Lin sneered, his remnant soul exploding with furious flames. "These are the Three Fiend Puppet Guards I refined using the direct bloodlines of the Thunder Blade Sect, the Blazing Fire Palace, and the Wind-Wind Sect. Though not at their peak, they are still enough to kill you!"

The fire puppet plunged into the blood pool, splashing up scalding waves of blood, but in the next instant it burst out of the water again, its flames even more intense, without suffering any damage.

Chu Ning's pupils contracted slightly. Before he could even be surprised, his fighting spirit had already reached its limit. He stomped his knees down and suddenly stomped forward.

Lightning exploded, the void trembled, and Chu Ning's figure soared into the sky like an electric dragon. Lightning shadows overlapped beneath his feet as he took consecutive steps, leaving behind layers of afterimages that surged towards the dome.

He flipped his palm and pressed down suddenly. A burst of frost-like starlight surged from his palm, condensing into a sea of ​​stars, and exploded in the air, blocking all the lightning spears and fire fists.

The fire puppet roared, and the flames surged; the lightning puppet retreated and then charged forward, with dense lightning covering the area; the wind puppet was almost invisible, with only killing intent roaming around it.

Chu Ning traversed between the three puppets, his movements so swift that they created shattered afterimages of lightning and fire in the air. He unleashed a palm strike, hitting the lightning puppet in the chest. A deafening roar of thunder slammed the puppet into a stone wall, but the fire puppet caught up, delivering a "Flame Collapse Strike" that sent Chu Ning staggering back three zhang. Immediately, the wind puppet arrived, unleashing dozens of wind blades in a horizontal slash.

Chu Ning moved with lightning speed, flipping through the air and forming hand seals. Lightning patterns burst forth from his muscles, the lightning energy like a dragon.

"Nine Thunder Shadows!"

"boom!"

Lightning exploded around Chu Ning, and he shot into the sky like a lightning arrow. In the next instant, nine lightning shadows appeared in the air.

Each lightning shadow wielded a lightning blade, its aura no weaker than the original body.

Just as the Thunder Puppet was about to swing its spear, the nine lightning shadows intertwined like lightning, instantly surrounding it and slashing wildly. The lightning was so intense that it scorched the Thunder Puppet's body black and shattered its armor. The Wind Puppet was startled and its wind body flickered, but it was precisely hit by a lightning slash. Lightning enveloped its body, the wind shadow exploded, and its core soul crystal shattered.

Two of the three evil spirits have already departed, the cellar trembles like a thunderclap, and Wang Lin's remnant soul roars like a thunderclap.

Blood trickled from the corner of Chu Ning's mouth, yet a smile played on his lips. "They think they can destroy me?"

With lightning and shadow merging into one, Chu Ning gripped his swords with both hands, the tips pointing diagonally at the last remaining half-destroyed fire puppet. Amidst the intertwining lightning patterns, lightning and fire fused together.

"Let's see how many more blows you, you blood puppet, can withstand!"

The next instant, Chu Ning charged out again, unleashing a burst of purple-gold lightning.

"cut!!"

The fire puppet roared in anger, trying to block, but ultimately could not withstand the Heaven-Slaying Blade. It was cleaved into pieces and turned to ashes.

The Blood Puppet Trio was completely wiped out.

But Chu Ning's hair was as white as snow, his breath was slightly weak, and blood slid down the corner of his mouth.

He looked up at the remnant soul of Wang Lin floating in mid-air, his eyes as cold as stars.

"You say I ruined your century-old plan... Wang Lin, today I will not only destroy your blood array, but also send you to utter oblivion."

“Unforgivable!!”

He roared angrily, and the entire cellar was immediately thrown into chaos.

The blood pool boiled, its crimson waves churning like the sea.

The three blood puppets, which should have been reduced to ashes, reappeared from the pool. Their bodies were more solidified; the fire puppet was surrounded by even more intense flames, the lightning puppet was engulfed in a raging torrent of thunder, and the wind puppet was surrounded by a tear in the void, as if a wind god had descended upon the world.

Chu Ning's pupils contracted sharply, and his expression became more solemn than ever before.

"……How can it be!"

The three blood puppets were actually upgraded from the middle grade of the eighth rank to the upper grade of the eighth rank.

Chu Ning suddenly stepped back and shouted in a low voice, "Old Li, it's time to make a move. Stop watching!"

The Three Blood Puppet Fiends, like three deadly shadows, rushed forward with a deafening roar.

On the other side of the cellar, a faint figure finally stood up slowly, leaning against the wall, and lazily said, "Kid, can't take it anymore, can you?"

Li Jing'an stepped forward slowly, his figure like that of an ordinary person, but with each step, the ground shattered inch by inch, and the tremors were like thunder.

He raised his hand and waved.

"Thunderous Devouring Palm".

"boom!!!"

A vast, invisible wave of energy surged and exploded from his body, instantly blasting away the blood pool, the altar, the bronze coffin, and the rubble and dust.

The cellar dome collapsed with a deafening roar, and the night sky poured down, casting a dazzling starlight into the underground.

Beams of cold light shone directly into this originally dark and bloody underground world, reflecting the scarlet pool of blood in the center.

The pool of blood churned endlessly, like a giant heart pulsating and roaring. Under the starlight, the blood-red surface shimmered with a ghostly crimson glow, and amidst the rippling light, the faces of struggling, twisted people could be faintly seen, screaming and wailing, as if the spirits of millions of the dead had not yet dispersed and their resentment had not yet subsided.

Chu Ning stood by the broken pool of blood, his pupils slightly constricted, the rusty knife in his hand trembling uncontrollably. He could hardly believe that the power he had just witnessed was actually unleashed by a single palm strike from this seemingly lazy and casual middle-aged man before him.

(End of this chapter)