Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 562 Despair Reached the Vast Sky, the Dao Destroyed and Wishes Empty

Around the blood-covered body, phantom images of the Holy Domain surged forth.

Having learned from his previous experience, Mo Cang knew that the power of Yin resentment was useless against his opponent.

One force can overcome ten techniques, and it's even more effective!
Based on his observations of the skeleton's condition, although the other party acted eccentrically, its spiritual realm had also reached its limit.

In Mo Cang's view, breaking through the opponent's golden sea of ​​blood in one fell swoop was not difficult.

By then, it will be impossible to know who will win or lose!
But the next instant, Mo Cang felt an overwhelming pressure.

As if Mount Tai were pressing down, a vast power suddenly rose from the golden sea of ​​blood that enveloped his body.

This force is magnificent, immense, and unstoppable!

It seems to be no less powerful than the ultimate force personally unleashed by the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts!
The phantom of the Holy Domain that had just burst forth was instantly crushed to pieces by the waves of the golden sea of ​​blood.

The blood-red body that had just risen from the ground was also forcefully suppressed.

What made him even more desperate was that no matter how he moved, the golden sea of ​​blood surrounding him remained as still as a mountain, steadily suppressing his blood body.

Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Cang understood the helplessness Li Wushou had just expressed.

Blood Body roared to the sky, empowered by the power of the Holy Domain, and continuously punched the sea of ​​blood.

"Impossible! Impossible! Break it!"

Mo Cang fought back fiercely, unwilling to accept the reality.

But the golden sea of ​​blood remained, and Mo Cang's struggle stirred up a few golden waves on the sea of ​​blood.

Then there is no more.

Mo Cang gasped for breath, despair rising in his heart!
My own blood body possesses seventy percent of the Venerable's power!

What the hell is this?

Just then, a detached voice rang out from within the golden sea of ​​blood:

"Should we stop trying?"

The voice sounded somewhat unfamiliar, much more mature than the voice of the skeleton.

Mo Cang was stunned. He had thought this thing was some kind of Dao artifact or strange treasure, but he didn't expect it to have divine thoughts.
"who are you?"

Li Wushou clearly had no intention of answering such a question.

Looking down at Mo Cang's bloodied body, he unconsciously swallowed, then whispered:

"If you're unwilling to put in the effort, then let's stop here!"

He originally intended to see the limits of Mo Cang, and also to test the current combat power level of his Golden Core clone.

Although there was a result at this moment, it did not reach its limit.

According to estimates, Mo Cang's blood body should have 70% of the Venerable's power at this moment.

This combat strength is clearly not low!

However, this does not mean that Li Wushou's golden core clone possesses the strength to suppress seventy percent of a Venerable's power.

The reason is simple: the strongest Dao of Mo Cang's Blood Body is not actually his half-baked Saint Domain power.

Rather, it is the terrifying corrosive power of the Blood Sea and the sinister power contained within it.

With these two abilities, Mo Cang was even able to face ordinary Venerables directly with this blood body.

Even if they are no match for the enemy, they can retreat with composure.

This is the source of his confidence that he can achieve enlightenment!
He was just unlucky.

Both of these abilities were precisely countered by Li Wushou's Golden Core clone.

It is almost impossible to overturn the suppression of the Golden Core Blood Sea with only physical strength and the power of the Saint Realm.

Although the Blood Sea had consumed a lot of good things, Li Wushou's Golden Core clone had also consumed a lot of good things during this period.

In addition, given its natural ability to suppress flesh and blood, suppressing Mo Cang's blood body is not difficult at all.

This is also one of the reasons why the White Bone Cicada's clones can entangle with their opponents.

After all, the White Bone Cicada clone also possessed many characteristics of the Golden Core clone, and in a sense, it can be regarded as a weaker version of the Golden Core clone.

Therefore, it would be quite a stretch to say that Li Wushou's Golden Core clone could rival seventy percent of a Venerable's power.

But I reckon achieving 50% of the Venerable One's level shouldn't be a problem, right?
Seeing that Mo Cang couldn't produce anything more, Li Wushou lost interest in watching any longer. With a thought, he completely released the suppression on his Golden Core clone.

The desire to eat can be released!

The golden sea of ​​blood crushed the phantom of the Holy Domain and then penetrated into Mo Cang's blood body without leaving a trace.

Everything along the way, from essence and blood to flesh and bones, was devoured!
Mo Cang had a bad feeling when Li Wushou said "That's the end", but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't break free and could only watch helplessly as his blood body was forcibly devoured.

Nearly three thousand years of planning and waiting, all for naught in a single day!
His path to enlightenment was destroyed, and all his aspirations were destroyed!
I thought this great upheaval would allow me to maneuver freely, but unexpectedly, my vows were shattered the moment I was born.

An intense resentment began to grow in his mind!
The purple moon etched between the brows of the myriad beasts suddenly turned black.

The Yang spirit of the Beast Venerable, which had been 70% reversed, was instantly reversed by 90%, and a vast aura of resentment swept out from the Beast Venerable's body.

The white bone cicada clone, which originally intended to seize the opportunity to kill Mo Cang's main body, hurriedly withdrew and retreated.

At this moment, the White Bamboo Dharma Realm has reached its limit. If it were to forcefully break through this yin and resentful energy, it could escape into the altar and kill Mo Cang.

Regardless of whether he can succeed, the White Bone Cicada clone will definitely be destroyed here.

Li Wushou was clearly unwilling to make this unprofitable deal.

Upon seeing this, Mo Cang was filled with countless thoughts.

"Is it true that only in truly desperate situations can one comprehend the ultimate resentment?"

If only I had realized this sooner!

Even if he achieves enlightenment now, without a physical body, his Daoist arts have no vessel to carry them, nor a sacred realm to nurture them.

In the end, it's all just a fleeting moment of beauty.

You must know that the Tao is like a flower; if it has no roots, it will wither.

Unable to quell the resentment in his heart, the Venerable of Ten Thousand Beasts' Yang Spirit completely reversed!

The numerous blood and essence chains binding the Venerable Beast's Yang Spirit rapidly retracted into the Venerable Beast's Heart in front of his chest. The Venerable Beast suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils radiating purple light.

Slowly rising from the altar, Mo Cang stared at the golden sea of ​​blood before him with hatred in his eyes.

At this moment, the Venerable One of Ten Thousand Beasts was completely liberated.

Outside, the celestial phenomenon of the fall of the Venerable One of Ten Thousand Beasts began to appear in the world of the Ten Thousand Beasts Domain.

In an instant, it attracted attention from all sides!
But Mo Cang had already disregarded everything. Even if it meant fleeting beauty, he wanted the bones and this strange golden sea of ​​blood to be buried with him.

With one step, Mo Cang arrived in front of the White Bone Cicada.

With a single punch, pure power and the ultimate essence of strength were unleashed, causing the void to collapse instantly.

The white bone cicada body also shattered, and the next moment another figure appeared on the other side of Mo Cang. However, the attack just now also caused the void on the other side to explode.

Mo Cang, who has mastered the Yang God of Ten Thousand Beasts, possesses insight no less than that of a Venerable.

The true and false forms of the white-bone cicada were affected at the same time.

"boom!"

His true form was grazed by the aftershocks, but Li Wushou did not choose to use the White Bamboo Dharma Realm to block it, because he was afraid that the White Bamboo Dharma Realm would explode directly.

There was no other way but to take it with my bare hands!
A sharp pain struck, and with a crack, half of the white-bone cicada's body was covered in cracks.

But Li Wushou dared not pause for even a moment, and quickly moved to another place, because as soon as he paused, another attack from Mo Cang followed.

Completely driven to despair, Mo Cang has begun to act recklessly!

He had only one thought: that the skeleton must die!

Just as Mo Cang was about to catch up, a bird's chirp suddenly came from the golden sea of ​​blood that was desperately devouring the blood body.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the golden sea of ​​blood, and a landscape map slowly rose from it.

Within the Dao diagram, a flash of light appeared, and a golden-red beam shot out, carrying an overwhelming killing intent, heading straight for Mo Cang.

"laugh!"

The golden-red light, swift as lightning, pierced directly through the purple moon between his brows.

Then, like Mo Cang's unwilling resentment, the Mountain and River Dao Map and the golden-red light dissipated into the void.

The Dao diagram that the old beggar had refined finally disintegrated after being attacked twice.

Of course, the purple moon between the brows of the Beast Master also collapsed.

(End of this chapter)