Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 554 Blood Moon in the Sky, You've worked hard!
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole room fell silent.

The five members of the Beast Domain, their despair temporarily eased, murmured with some excitement:
"Great Venerable One's dearest friend, the Great Sage of White Bones?"

Mo Cang and his four Nascent Soul cultivators simultaneously changed their expressions slightly. The other party was quite arrogant, claiming to be a close friend of all beasts. Could he also be a Venerable?
The four Nascent Soul cultivators, who had intended to reprimand the tavern owner, fell silent and became serious.

Mo Cang stared at Li Wushou, and after a long while, he seemed to have made up his mind.

With a raised brow, the Beast Venerable beneath him roared:

"You dare to play games with me?"

As he spoke, a flash of blood appeared on Mo Cang's forehead.

Li Wushou's sudden appearance gave him a strange feeling.

Although he was 100% certain that the person in front of him had not broken through to become a Venerable.

However, the fact that the other party could reveal his identity so readily, and was able to infiltrate the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts at this critical moment, claiming that he would kill the usurper, clearly indicates that he was no ordinary person.

It seems the other party has underestimated his Blood Sea Sacred Domain!

Let alone a Venerable who hasn't yet broken through to the next realm, even if a Venerable of this world were to appear before him, as long as it wasn't the legendary Zhenhai Grand Venerable, he was confident he could force the other party to retreat.

They even killed the other party!

How dare a mere Nascent Soul cultivator presume to kill him?

Since you're here, don't leave.

Let them perish with the beasts and the Endless City!
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and Mo Cang suddenly shouted:
"A blood moon hangs in the sky!"

This time, it wasn't through the mouths of the myriad beasts, but rather Mo Cang himself who shouted it out.

The blood moon on his forehead instantly transformed from a crescent moon into a full moon.

The essence and blood within the Beast Master poured into the full moon, causing it to detach from between his brows and slowly rise into the sky, hanging high above the Beast Palace.

At the same time, the sun was just rising outside, but a blood moon suddenly appeared in the sky above the Endless City.

The blood moon, round as the sun, shone upon the endless city.

Two blood-red figures stood silently beneath the blood moon, raising their hands slightly, each revealing a token.

The four tokens, in shades of blue, white, black, and red, are each engraved with the image of one of the four mythical beasts: the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Black Tortoise, and the Vermilion Bird.

The two simultaneously formed hand seals, and each channeled a drop of their essence blood into the token.

Upon closer inspection, the four streams of blood essence and the four tokens were a perfect match.

The moment it fell into the token, the token trembled violently, and the entire city of Endless City roared.

The shadows of the four sacred mountains guarding the four directions rose from the ground, and the entire Endless City was sealed off.

The people in the Endless City were shocked. The Four Sacred Mountains had sealed off the Endless City. In their memory, the only time they had seen them was when the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts ascended to the Venerable position.

What is this moment?
And what about that blood moon?
Before anyone could react, the blood moon flashed, and thousands of blood-red rays shone down.

The Endless City was a blood-red expanse, and a vast resentment spread throughout it.

The cultivators who collected the essence blood of all beasts underwent a drastic change in expression, their eyes alternating between reason and bestiality.

On his physical body, flesh and blood kept tearing apart.

The essence blood collected from the bodies of all beasts is reuniting within them, and then it will be separated from their respective physical bodies.

There are cultivators who collect the blood of raging bears. Their left side grows black hair like steel needles, and their left hand transforms into a bear claw, constantly reaching out to their normal human body on the right, tearing at the flesh and trying to swallow it.

Such scenes are commonplace in the Endless City.

As the blood moon shone down, the Endless City transformed into a living hell.

Resentment towards the backlash from Taoist practices, resentment towards sudden misfortune, resentment towards the destruction of one's family.
It accumulates continuously in the Endless City, and then returns to the Blood Moon.

The blood moon suddenly appeared even darker, with a hint of purple!

Inside the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts, a look of joy flashed in Mo Cang's eyes.

A purple light flashed in the eyes of the myriad beasts beneath their feet, and then their flesh began to slowly writhe.

Upon closer inspection, beneath the Venerable One's flesh and skin, the heads of countless beasts were struggling, seemingly trying to break free!

The blood moon, hanging high above the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts, shone its light on an area behind the palace that was constantly surging with the aura of the Holy Realm, where ten thousand beasts roared, making it difficult to see clearly.

Li Wushou gazed at this scene, lost in thought.

He vaguely guessed Mo Cang's plan.

He knew perfectly well what had happened to the two blood-robed figures who had fled into the Endless City.

Last night, after taking control of the tavern owner, he noticed that one of them had infiltrated Vermilion Bird Mountain. Upon following closely behind, he discovered that the person had not only gone to Vermilion Bird Mountain, but also to Azure Dragon Mountain.

The other person went to the other two mountains, and the two secretly took control of the magic array of the Four Sacred Mountains.

Seeing the blood moon hanging in the sky and the entire Endless City sealed off, Li Wushou first sent a message to the flag bearer in his mind:
"It's time to start!"

Then, looking at Mo Cang, he smiled and said:
"Thanks for your hard work!"

Last night he was worried about how to make a small commotion so as not to attract the attention of other venerable ones.

But after seeing the actions of the two men in blood-red robes, he thought again that Mo Cang should care about this more than he did.

As expected, whether it was to digest the Beast Venerable or for some other purpose, Mo Cang directly sealed off the Endless City.

This undoubtedly saved Li Wushou a lot of trouble.

Li Wushou's inexplicable words irritated Mo Cang, and a surge of anger arose in his heart.

But he was too lazy to argue with Li Wushou any longer, and shouted at the four blood-robed Nascent Soul cultivators beneath him:
"The opponent is not a Venerable One, kill him!"

The four Nascent Soul cultivators under his command understood immediately and stepped forward in unison.

The four trusted Mo Cang's judgment implicitly.

The solemnity on his face vanished, replaced by murderous intent.

"You're not even a Venerable One, yet you dare to be disrespectful to the Holy Son? You're courting death!"

With a sharp shout, a sea of ​​blood spread out from beneath the feet of the four people, instantly engulfing the entire hall.

The fallen bodies were submerged in the sea of ​​blood and turned into nothingness, leaving only the physical bodies of the four clan ancestors standing behind the four.

The five members of the Myriad Beasts Domain circulated their boundary power, huddled in a corner, and desperately resisted the invasion of the sea of ​​blood.

Although the four people had no intention of targeting them, and didn't even glance at them, the blood sea attack formed by the four late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators still plunged them into a life-or-death situation in an instant.

Li Wushou strolled through the sea of ​​blood, with the body of the Vermilion Bird Clan's Nascent Soul cultivator he had just slain lying prostrate at his feet.

Although the other party is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, both the Vermilion Bird essence blood in his physical body and the Dharma Realm within his body are quite valuable treasures.

We can't be picky just because life is better now.

With a thought, he carefully concealed his physical body.

Ignoring the corrosive influence of the sea of ​​blood, Li Wushou scooped up a handful of blood in his hand.

Then, to the astonishment of the four blood-robed men, he took out a clump of blood and put it in his mouth to taste it.

In an instant, the tavern owner's intestines were ripped out.

Starting from the neck, the flesh was corroded and rotten, and the internal organs and fascia could be clearly seen pulsating slowly within.

What's the situation with this person?
ill?

Just then, they suddenly heard the other person say with some regret:
"Your Holy Son didn't even share a single drop of the essence and blood of the four clan ancestors and these Nascent Soul cultivators with you? Fighting to the death yields no benefit whatsoever. Why not join my sect instead?"

His half-rotten chin opened and closed, yet his voice remained incredibly clear.

The four men in blood-red robes were taken aback, then shouted in unison:
"kill!"

Waves surged in the sea of ​​blood, and crimson figures rose from it, rushing towards Li Wushou.

Li Wushou shook his head regretfully.

"If that's the case, then die!"

The moment he finished speaking, the tavern owner's spine bulged high.

Several pairs of pure white, jade-like bone wings slowly unfolded behind his head.

Its wings are as thin as gauze and as white as jade.

With a flap of its bone wings, a white light shot out from the tavern owner's back with a "bang," and the tavern owner, who was originally full of flesh and blood, suddenly withered and dissolved in the sea of ​​blood.

The four blood-robed Nascent Soul cultivators were startled!
Many blood-red figures rushed towards empty air, while even more figures lunged at the strange white light.

Just then, a scream suddenly rang out from inside the hall.

The man in the blood-red robe, who had been concentrating intently, was startled and turned to look.

A white bone cicada was perched on the back of the blood-robed man on the far right, its sharp, spear-like mouthparts already piercing into the man's spine.

With a forceful inhale, a glint of blood appeared on the surface of the white-boned cicada's body.

The blood-robed man, like the tavern owner from before, instantly withered away, leaving only his blood-red robe lying in the sea of ​​blood.

At the same time, the white light that the blood shadow lunged at slowly dissipated in mid-air.

The white-boned cicada stretched out its bony wings and softly praised:
"tasty!"

Then, with a flap of its bone wings, its figure vanished from the spot.

(End of this chapter)