Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 561 Golden Core Transforms into Sea, Forcefully Devouring Blood Body

The murmurs faded.

Within the White Bamboo Dharma Realm, numerous spatial Dao veins swirling in the void quietly ignited.

Amidst the vast sea of ​​blood, the White Bamboo Dharma Realm resembles a beacon, illuminating a corner of the blood-red bewilderment.

As the surging sea of ​​blood solidified, Mo Cang felt a sense of unease.

The phantom of the Holy Domain that he forcibly gathered using the foundation of the Myriad Beasts Holy Domain was unable to forcibly seal off the void.

Furthermore, with a corner of the Purple Moon in the Endless City broken open, his location has now been exposed!

Mo Cang, who was sitting cross-legged on the head of the God of Ten Thousand Beasts, suddenly stood up. His body was like a melting candle, turning into blood that was about to flow back into the purple moon between the eyebrows of the God of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Judging from the posture displayed by the skeleton, regardless of what the Blood Sea actually is, the mere fact that its location has been exposed makes it not impossible for the opponent to summon a Venerable One.

Now that things have come to this, he can be considered a decisive person!

Although the Yang spirit of all beasts is only 70% transformed, consuming it will still make one a supreme being!
However, the successive losses made him want to advance further in the Venerable Realm.

He was furious, but there was nothing he could do!

The purple moon shone brightly, and Mo Cang, while stirring up a sea of ​​blood, relentlessly attacked Li Wushou.

On the other side, the dragon on the body of the myriad beasts' Yang God tightly bound the myriad beasts, while the beast heads desperately tore at the beasts.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​blood that had just been stirred up sank.

Mo Cang's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he sensed that something was descending upon him!

The thing he feared most had happened. Before the oppressive aura had even fully descended, he was already under immense pressure!

Could it really be that a Venerable One has broken through to a higher realm?
Ripples spread through the void, and a golden light materialized from the void, hovering above the White Bamboo Dharma Realm.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a gold bead the size of a bowl.

The moment the golden pearl descended, the entire sea of ​​blood was suddenly pressed into a depression.

The blood-red dragons clinging to Li Wushou raised their heads and let out a mournful howl, filled with a great deal of resentment and despair.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon seemed to melt away like snowflakes encountering the height of summer.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the object had not vanished into nothingness, but had been directly swallowed up by the golden pearl above!
The resentment and backlash, the blood and poison, did not cause even the slightest ripple within the golden pearl.

Mo Cang glanced at it and felt a strange sense of unease.

Logically, since it wasn't a venerable one descending, he should be at ease.

But this golden bead made him even more uneasy, as if he had encountered a natural enemy!
Just then, the golden bead trembled slightly.

Mo Cang's blood-soaked body, suppressing Li Wushou's left hand, began to slowly rise uncontrollably.

His left hand condensed a phantom of the Holy Domain. Although it had not yet materialized, it was much heavier than the White Bamboo Dharma Realm of white bones. Such weight was actually being shaken.
While Mo Cang was in shock, Li Wushou, who was in the center of the sea of ​​blood, suddenly felt a sense of lightness in his body and mind.

The timing of the flag bearer breaking the seal was perfect, saving him a lot of trouble. Otherwise, if he had waited any longer, he would have had to burn the essence of the White Bone Cicada to anchor himself in the void.

Although the void meridians were burned at this moment, it was enough to attract the Golden Core clone!

It's time to let Mo Cang see his sea of ​​blood!

With a thought, the golden core that had been floating above his head suddenly vanished from its original spot and crashed violently into the phantom of the Holy Domain.

With a crisp "crack," the phantom of the Holy Domain did not shatter, but it was directly flipped over, causing the surrounding void to crack continuously.

Mo Cang's blood-soaked body staggered back three steps before finally regaining its footing.

He exclaimed in astonishment:

"impossible!"

Li Wushou ignored Mo Cang and turned around, directly crashing into Mo Cang's sea of ​​blood.

Immediately afterwards, Li Wushou shouted loudly:

"The Golden Elixir transforms into a sea of ​​blood, and a sea of ​​blood emerges!"

The golden core writhed violently, and one after another, golden dragons flew out from within it, creating a golden ocean that spread out in the center of Mo Cang's sea of ​​blood in the blink of an eye.

Mo Cang's Blood Body sensed an extremely rich and intense essence blood flavor in the golden sea of ​​blood, the sweetness and fragrance of which made his mind tremble.

Subconsciously, he wanted to swallow the golden sea as he controlled the sea of ​​blood.

But the next moment, a sharp pain resounded through my heart.

Wherever the golden sea of ​​blood went, it offered no resistance whatsoever, being completely swallowed up. "What on earth is that?!"

Mo Cang was in great pain. The purple moon kept shooting out purple light, echoing the purple moon between the blood body's eyebrows. He raised his left hand high again, trying to stop the golden sea from devouring him.

But the purple light did not obstruct the golden sea for even a moment.

The golden sea continued to devour the sea of ​​blood at a speed that terrified Mo Cang.

Mo Cang's blood-red body stood before the altar, his right hand raised high, connecting with the sea of ​​blood.

The right arm, which was originally muscular and knotted, began to shrink slightly as it was devoured by the golden sea, as if it were on the verge of drying up.

Mo Cang was struggling with his decision when he suddenly sensed a suction force surrounding his right arm.

Mo Cang's heart sank. He knew that his right arm was locked on. If he did not make a decision soon, not only would he lose his right arm, but he would also be in danger of losing his life!
His pupils contracted sharply, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes!
Mo Cang withdrew his left hand, his fingers forming a knife-like shape, gathering the power of the Holy Domain at his fingertips, ready to sever the blood-soaked right arm.

The incident happened so suddenly that Mo Cang had already decided to back down!
These white bones were ferocious and unpredictable, and there was really no other way but for him to return to the Blood Sea Sacred Domain with his blood body and a portion of the myriad beast yang spirits.

At that time, one can only wait for the opportune moment, and wait for a great change in the world before becoming a supreme being.

Although this brought many changes and prevented him from taking control of the Myriad Beasts Domain ahead of time and laying the foundation for the descent of the Blood Sea Sacred Domain, it was still better than dying and disappearing.

Yes, Mo Cang's bottom line has been shrinking again and again.

He truly sensed a hint of impending death on the skeleton!

But at that moment, the white bones that had just escaped the suppression of the Holy Domain's illusory image suddenly vanished like a black shadow.

Mo Cang suddenly remembered the other party's ambiguous figure when he was in the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts, and he was startled.

The purple moon engraved between the eyebrows of the God of Ten Thousand Beasts immediately shone behind the Blood Body.

Mo Cang's reaction was undeniably swift, but he was still a step too slow!
Long before Mo Cang withdrew his left palm to suppress and used the power of the Holy Domain to cut off his own right arm, Li Wushou's White Bone Cicada clone had already vanished into nothingness.

As the ink-black body dissipated, the fully armed White Bone Cicada stepped out of the void!
With a single flap of its wings, the cicada's power reached its peak, burning away most of its Dao meridians!
The white-boned cicada body, using its own body as a knife, suddenly slashed at the back of Mo Cang's blood-red body.

Because of the burning of the void meridians, this strike was less sharp, but due to the extreme force of the burning meridians, it also gained a greater sense of weight.

"Clang! Bang!"

The bone knife sliced ​​through flesh and blood, striking the spine of the bloodied body, and shattered instantly.

Upon seeing this, Mo Cang was overjoyed.

The difference between a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Venerable One is like heaven and earth!

His own blood body carries the essence of the Holy Domain, and has been refined with the blood of billions of living beings, including the essence blood of the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts and the essence blood of many Nascent Soul cultivators.

Although his body has not yet undergone the final baptism of heaven and earth, it is already no weaker than that of a Venerable One.

Even with the blessing of the Holy Domain's foundation, its defense is even stronger than the previous Venerable's physical body!
Do you want to sever his blood body like before?
wishful thinking!

With a cold snort, Mo Cang could also see that Li Wushou was at his last gasp.

After burning through his Dao veins one after another, the opponent's Dharma Realm also reached its limit.

It seems we no longer need to retreat to the Blood Sea Sacred Domain?

Just then, the white bones shattered by the bone knife did not, as expected, cause the body to be violently retreated due to the recoil.

Instead, the cicada's wings suddenly flapped, instantly burning into nothingness.

His retreating figure faltered, but instead of retreating, he advanced, and even faster, delivering a direct kick to the lower back of the blood-soaked body.

Mo Cang, who had withstood the blow, was somewhat disdainful!
I'm not afraid of a knife, let alone a kick?
With his left hand and fingers together, he severed his right arm, and the bloodied body was about to turn around and slash at Li Wushou.

But the next moment, he staggered. Although this kick was not as powerful as the previous slash, it was still just as heavy.

Although it wouldn't kill Mo Cang, it kicked until its body was covered in blood, and it kept moving forward.

Mo Cang's expression was cold, and he shouted sharply:
"You're courting death! Slay me!"

Before I could even turn around, a sudden jolt went through my heart.

"Oops!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the golden sea of ​​blood that had just been devouring his right arm had somehow rushed up to the blood body.

Mo Cang felt a chill run down his spine, and then a wave of golden blood surged up, enveloping his blood-red body.

The other party actually wanted to forcibly devour his blood body?
(End of this chapter)