From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 315 What is this thing?
These bursts of blood energy surged and lingered in the air, as if carrying some kind of obsession and memory, bearing their former demonic nature, anger, and bloodlust.

But all of this was like a grand feast in You Ming's heart.

All the blood energy was drawn by an invisible force, and it all turned into streaks of blood light, flowing into You Ming's body.

The number of demons that just exploded must have been over a hundred, their blood energy extremely dense, actually forming a blood energy vortex around him.

Even an invisible blood sea god image loomed behind it, seemingly covered with countless symbols and characters, yet it was indistinct.

You Ming's body, like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time, frantically devoured the blood essence.

He continuously refined his blood and energy into the [Blood Sea Great Demon Divine Power], causing his body to flicker between light and shadow, and his flesh, bones, meridians... were being quietly reshaped bit by bit.

"call."

After a few breaths, You Ming let out a long sigh, feeling completely refreshed.

At this moment, Youming's progress bar for the [Adventure Achievement] had just broken through 70%, reaching 7143/10000.

Although You Ming didn't know why he could directly absorb these distorted blood energies, he guessed that it was all thanks to this [Adventure Achievement], since his [Blood Sea Great Demon Divine Power] was also a stage reward of the [Adventure Achievement].

Could it be that I have obtained the original supernatural power?
You Ming didn't have time to think much at the moment. After absorbing all the blood energy, he felt his body was full of energy, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

"what?"

The way You Ming directly absorbed the blood energy caused the expression on the face of the leading blood-robed Taoist to change drastically.

The reason these people are called heretics is because they do not follow the orthodox teachings of Taiming and have distorted the originally grand and righteous Taiming Dharma.

But you can't blame them for that.

Since the Taiming lineage was expelled from the Nine Righteous Paths, those who held high positions naturally did not want this lineage to return, so they imposed layers of curses upon it.

Anyone who practices the Taiming Dharma will be cursed and become like a malevolent demonic practitioner.

For countless years, they have been trying every means to eliminate the curse and truly reveal the Taiming Dharma to the world.

They had actually figured out some methods, such as using divine weapons and treasures to slay the resentment in the ancestral blood before cultivating.

Although this method is slower and can only support a small number of people in their practice.

However, as long as one can cultivate the orthodox methods of Taiming to an extremely high level and establish a new lineage among countless immortal sects, one can break the curse.

Their unorthodox methods will automatically transform into righteous and legitimate practices, eliminating all hidden dangers.

What shocked the Blood-Robed Taoist was that this person was using the [Blood Sea Great Demon Divine Power] so smoothly, and was completely unconcerned about the resentment in the ancestral blood. This was simply unbelievable.

"Could it be... that Chi Yun gave you the Blood Talisman?"

"you made it!"

The blood-robed Taoist suddenly felt a jolt in his heart as he thought of a possibility.

The reason they went to such lengths to arrest people was because Chi Yun had taken a crucial treasure from the Tai Ming remnant.

They originally thought they could control the Crimson Meteor, so they didn't interfere too much.

Unexpectedly, Chi Yun had a hidden plan, intending to break free from control and take the treasure with him. This angered the powerful figure behind the Tai Ming lineage, who even went so far as to seal off Hell.

Thinking of this, the blood-robed Taoist's eyes suddenly burned with desire. If this boy was truly unaffected by the curse, then if he could capture him and interrogate him thoroughly, perhaps he could also obtain this method.

Does that mean I can also become the legitimate successor of Taiming?
The temptation was too great for these unorthodox individuals; none of them wanted to be cannon fodder or stepping stones for others to climb higher.

If someone must inherit the true lineage of Taiming, then why can't it be me?
Once this thought took root in the mind of the Blood-Robed Daoist, it could not be shaken off.

He stood in the center of the sea of ​​blood, looking at You Ming, and slowly raised one hand.

In the next instant, the sea of ​​blood surged and rose to the sky, seemingly turning the entire volcanic hell into a bloody abyss of purgatory.

With a low shout from the leading blood-robed Taoist, the other Taoists stood at the four corners of the sea of ​​blood, each holding a magical weapon, circulating their magical power, and pouring their ancestral blood into the sea of ​​blood!
Countless demons soared into the air, yet their bodies were enveloped in a bloody aura, like umbilical cords connecting them to the mother's womb.

"You Ming, get out of the way!"

"Never get caught in a sea of ​​blood."

The Crimson Meteor Sword Spirit's consciousness briefly returned to clarity. Seeing You Ming fighting so many Tai Ming Daoists and demons alone, he felt anxious.

The Crimson Meteor Divine Sword emitted a sword cry, about to unleash its sword energy.

Suddenly, he heard a series of clear sword sounds coming from the side.

At first, it was just one sound after another, but later it became a continuous chorus, and it was impossible to tell how many flying swords were making the sound.

As soon as the Crimson Meteor Sword Spirit turned around, he discovered that countless flying swords were floating in the void behind him. Each one emitted a bluish-green light, and the aura on them was somewhat familiar to him, as if it had some shadow of the Azure Sky Sword Intent.

Perhaps a single flying sword is insignificant in his eyes, but when there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of flying swords, it becomes terrifying.

"This...what is this..."

The Crimson Meteor Sword Spirit was dumbfounded; he felt like a complete country bumpkin.

"Swish swish."

In an instant, all the flying swords moved.

Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of swords... In that instant, the world seemed to be submerged by a sea of ​​swords!
These flying swords are not illusions, but real entities.

Each one even possesses simple intelligence, capable of automatically releasing sword moves and sword intent, like a swarm of bees chasing the enemy, like a wave crashing over the sea!

"boom."

All the flying swords instantly crashed into the sea of ​​blood. In the first round alone, countless demons were cut in half, and even some of the blood-robed Taoists were instantly reduced to nothingness.

Each flying sword embodies the belief that "a single strike has no turning back," sacrificing itself to inflict injury on the enemy.

"What...what is this thing?"

The leader, the blood-robed Taoist, was even more pathetic than the Crimson Meteor Divine Sword. He couldn't understand what kind of operation this was. He originally wanted to gain the advantage by outnumbering the enemy, but the number of flying swords on the other side was more than ten times that of his side.

Moreover, these flying swords seem to be completely unaffected by wear and tear, continuously condensing new flying swords in the void.

Although the bodies in the sea of ​​blood are connected by blood and share damage, once the external damage reaches a certain level, no amount of sharing the injury will help.

The massive number of demons were shredded by the densely packed flying swords, disintegrating into countless blood mists in the high sky like a receding tide.

The countless flying swords continued to weave and dart through the sea of ​​blood, occupying almost every inch of space. Wherever the sword light touched, blood rained down and screams of agony filled the air.
(End of this chapter)