Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 139, Section 138: Sword Qi Sweeps Across Three Thousand Miles

At the summit of Tianshan Mountain, a sea of ​​clouds surges.

Jiang Jiayi suddenly opened her eyes. The red-clad swordsman's eyes seemed to reflect the shadows of swords, causing the surrounding wind and snow to pause.

She sensed something unusual.

A demon has appeared.

"Blood Demon?" Her voice was like shattered jade striking ice.

Xia Lianxue sensed the demonic intent when she was in the Spirit Clan. Later, the little fairy in the white dress mentioned it as a joke during the New Year, and Jiang Jiayi realized that it was the Blood Demon. She even flattered her master's wife, saying that she was really amazing. In the end, her master's wife used flour to smear her beautiful cheeks.

If the demonic intent today is the same as it was back then, then it must also be a Blood Demon.

And judging from this direction, it should be the Blood Demon Palace.

Jiang Jiayi, dressed in a red gown, moved without wind, her sleeves fluttering like a blood-stained sunset. She focused her attention, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

Besides the Blood Demon, there was another aura that had never been seen before fighting against it. That thing seemed to be of the same origin as the Lust Demon, but it was even more ancient and violent. What exactly was that thing?
Whatever.

Despite being thousands of miles apart, Jiang Jiayi couldn't see what it was, but with the wooden sword in hand, it didn't matter what it was; it wasn't a good thing anyway, so killing it was the right thing to do.

There were too many unusual occurrences this year, but most of the time neither she nor the sect leader took action, or rather, most of the time they didn't need to.

But today is different.

Jiang Jiayi raised her hand and suspended the wooden sword, causing the entire Tianshan Mountain to tremble. Her magic was released wildly, and the True Sword Dao Star in the sky shone brightly. All the swords in the entire Daoist sect began to ring out clear sword sounds, as if celebrating the wooden sword being unsheathed.

Ten thousand swords were drawn simultaneously!

The unparalleled innate sword body revealed its full sharpness at this moment; no other sword in the world could be as sharp as this.

The red-clad swordsman stood atop Mount Tianshan and spoke in a tone that sounded almost like a command.

"cut!"

The smoke and waves stretch far, the evening clouds are heavy.

Crimson hues pierce the sky.

The sword light that tore everything apart stretched for three thousand miles!
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Lu Changyuan stared in disbelief at the black dragon amidst the rain of blood.

The first appearance of a creature from mythology in the world brought an extraordinary sense of awe.

The dazzling gold lettering reappeared.

The Blood Demon Lord has devoured the dragon's blood and transformed into a dragon.

“That wasn’t the real black dragon.” Qiu Yuehan’s eyes held a chilling killing intent.

Lu Changyuan couldn't help but ask, "How did you know?"

“The real black dragon isn’t that weak, and I’ve fought the real one before. I remember I won that fight, or at least I didn’t lose. Yes, I didn’t lose! Its blood and flesh crumbled, leaving only its head.”

Is there such a thing?

The phantom of the Underworld loomed behind Qiu Yuehan, as if it were about to descend at any moment. The Path of Death trembled, seemingly yearning to break free from the void's shackles and tear apart its former enemy once more, even if it wasn't the real Black Dragon.

Looking at the long dragon shadow in the blood rain, Lu Changyuan thought that it couldn't be called weak at all. The Blood Demon Lord was also Yao Guang, so how could the black dragon transformed from Yao Guang's power be weak?

"What do you mean you won?"

no respond.

Lu Changyuan reached out and pinched Yue Xianzi's beautiful chin, which pulled Qiu Yuehan back to her senses.

"That was the Blood Demon Lord transformed into a dragon. Just how powerful were you, the Underworld Lord, back then?"

Moon Fairy did not resist, but obediently let her chin be lifted, looking at Lu Changyuan with a flirtatious gaze: "Not yet above Yao Guang, not as good as you."

Lu Changyuan asked irritably, "And then? Did it die?"

Qiu Yuehan shook her head: "I don't know. I don't quite remember if the concept of death was applied. I was severely injured and turned into a sacred pearl. After that, I don't know anything."

The black dragon's blood and flesh became part of the lustful demon; its head fell off, and it gazed at the sun in the sky day after day.

Lu Changyuan was slightly taken aback.

He had always wanted to completely kill the lust demon, but to kill such a thing, he had to know its origins. Unexpectedly, this revealed a part of the lust demon.

What exactly is this thing in my eyes? What is its origin? How can it even know such a secret?

Qiu Yuehan squinted at the black dragon and said, "The Evil Buddha is going to lose."

The words fell.

The piercing shriek of the evil Buddha echoed across the entire sky, and another evil Buddha image rose behind it.

"Blood splattered!!!"

The evil Buddha, now one with the Blood Demon, seemed to have turned into a ball, which was lifted high into the sky. Its sharp dragon tail swept through the void, tearing apart half of the evil Buddha's body.

The black dragon raised its neck high, and a breath of dragon breath, carrying a scorching temperature, landed on the evil Buddha. The evil Buddha tried to dodge, but to his horror, he found that he seemed to be locked in place and could not escape this breath.

As if the pain of burning the soul through the flesh penetrated deep into the marrow, the evil Buddha cried out in a mournful voice.

No other magic was needed; the sky seemed to be a piece of dark silk suddenly torn apart by the black dragon.

Thick, blood-red mist steamed from the crevices of its jet-black, abyss-like dragon scales.

The dragon claw pierced deep into the Buddha's head with the most primal and savage force, accompanied by a hiss that shook and shattered the space itself, and the evil Buddha's golden body was forcibly torn apart from the middle.

The Buddha image that had been so sinister just moments before was easily torn to shreds under its claws, like a terracotta figurine.

With its Dharma form broken, beneath the enormous dragon body, the true form of the evil Buddha was like an ant.

wind!
The black dragon whipped its tail, creating a sharp sonic boom as it drew air out.

A huge crimson firework suddenly burst open in the sky, and blood rain mixed with black specks of the evil Buddha fell, splattering flesh and blood that covered the entire field of vision.

The torrential rain of blood did not fall; instead, the rainwater instantly transformed into countless thumb-thick, aimless, scarlet blood worms that wriggled wildly. The area on the forehead was torn apart and reassembled, eventually bulging out to form a miniature yet clearly defined face of an evil Buddha.

The fusion of the Gu Clan and the Blood Clan finally gave birth to the most disgusting monster.

Faced with the overwhelming swarm of insects, the black dragon let out a deafening roar, its massive body swooping down and crushing the overwhelming swarm of blood insects into pieces, never to be able to reassemble into the complete shape of the blood demon.

But this is not the end.

Tick.

Blood rained down on the jet-black scales.

The insects crawled up the black dragon's body little by little along the dripping blood rain, pierced its scales, and then all burrowed into its body.

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"It's disgusting."

The blood rain did not fall on the two of them; on the contrary, Lu Changyuan was able to clearly see the battle between the Evil Buddha and the Black Dragon through the blood rain.

Lu Changyuan was astonished by the strange methods of this evil Buddha: "Wasn't it said that the evil Buddha was going to lose? It seems like the evil Buddha can still win back."

Qiu Yuehan did not answer the question, but suddenly turned her head away.

somebody is coming.

"Hey everyone."

A sly-looking man in black robes appeared behind the two of them.

Mei Zhaozhao never expected to see Lu Changyuan and Qiu Yuehan again here.

Lu Changyuan's eye twitched: "What's wrong with you?"

The black-robed girl appeared before the two, dragging a huge bone. The contrast between her petite body and the dragon's skull was striking, making the scene indescribable.

"I found it." Mei Zhaozhao chuckled twice. She had fallen from the chain and happened to slip into the skull, so she was unharmed despite the raging waves outside.

As the burial site crumbled, she and her skull rolled out with a gurgling sound.

Lu Changyuan asked curiously, "Why did you pick this up?"

The last drop of dragon blood in this dragon bone has been squeezed dry, so it should be of no value now.

"I think this is also a treasure, it's very hard."

The once dignified Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect had been reduced to a junk collector; Lu Changyuan was at a loss for words.

"Young Master Lu, do you want it? I can give it to you. I happen to have a favor to ask of you."

The road ahead is a bit long and difficult to navigate, but Mei Zhaozhao speaks quite artfully.

"You seem to have a lot on your mind. Tell me, what kind of help do you need?"

Mei Zhaozhao chuckled, thinking to herself that Lu Changyuan was indeed an easy-going and kind person. Or perhaps she had charmed him with her beauty?
"Please, young master, go to the Hehuan Sect for me and tell them I'm dead. I died in the aftermath of the battle between the Evil Buddha and the Black Dragon. Evidence? Ah, I've got it. Here's the evidence. This was carved for me by my master when I was very young. Everyone thinks I treasure this thing, but I'm just used to carrying it around." She raised a small glass fox from her black robe and tossed it to Lu Changyuan.

Lu Changyuan examined the fox for a moment, but couldn't see anything special about it, so he simply put it away. He then asked, "Will they believe me if I just give them this?"

"As long as they give me an explanation, that's fine. They've disliked me for a long time anyway, and they can't kill me. They'll accept it if I give them an explanation. At worst, they can treat me as a traitor later."

Mei Zhaozhao gave a charming laugh, her allure overflowing: "Besides, I had Young Master Lu vouch for me."

The fox borrowed Lu Wei's power.

Lu Changyuan said Mei Zhaozhao is dead, what else can the Hehuan Sect say?
"Quite shrewd." Lu Changyuan chuckled, thinking of the favor he owed the Yin-Yang Harmony Origin Scripture, and said, "I'll help you with this."

"This servant will not let Young Master Lu suffer any loss."

Mei Zhaozhao sneakily approached, pretending to be quite shrewd, and then took out a booklet and handed it to Lu Changyuan.

what?
Lu Changyuan looked closely.

The Great Harmony Yin-Yang Formula

Mei Zhaozhao lowered her voice, like a shady merchant hawking books that can't be sold normally on the street: "My master's improved version has no side effects now. This method can make Young Master Lu's enemies tremble with fear and collapse in one blow. This is a secret that our sect does not pass on. Young Master, burn it after reading it."

Other sects mainly use offensive techniques with swords, spears, and clubs, but the Hehuan Sect's offensive techniques are quite unique.

Why did Bu Bailian even produce this kind of thing?

Lu Changyuan silently flipped through the booklet and found that this method could be improved and integrated into the "Five Desires and Six Dusts Transformation Mind Technique". So he decisively memorized the incantation, and then casually crushed the copied booklet, turning it to ashes.

Mei Zhaozhao's eyes, hidden beneath her black robe, revealed an ambiguous expression. She stood up and said, "That's settled then, Young Master Lu, Miss Qiu. We're far apart now, so I'll have to see you again someday. This weak and helpless servant will be off now!"

With that, she darted into the bushes like a fox and disappeared.

Seeing Mei Zhaozhao disappear, Qiu Yuehan said softly, "You learned this skill to deal with your junior sister?"

That's what I said.

Didn't the fairy in the white dress also cheat using the Time Trick?

Lu Changyuan remained unfazed: "Only by gathering the strengths of many can one ascend to the great path."

The girl in the black dress gritted her teeth and said, "You're not allowed to use it on me."

Using the methods of the Hehuan Sect to deal with a virgin who has never experienced sexual relations is a bit too cruel. If it were really used, Fairy Moon would probably only be kneeling on the bed, groaning listlessly.

"What she taught you, you will use on her later; that's called cause and effect."

"What are you talking about? I have absolutely nothing to do with her."

"Ah."

Lu Changyuan couldn't hear the emotion in that "hmm," but he felt that Yue Xianzi was acting a little strange.

Qiu Yuehan said softly, then started the topic again: "The Blood Demon Lord has won, and his next target may be me."

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Since the Blood Demon Lord absorbed that drop of blood, he may have to bear the Black Dragon's resentment.

The Black Dragon deeply hates the Underworld Lord. Qiu Yuehan is now standing here. After defeating the Evil Buddha, it might be her turn. Therefore, Qiu Yuehan has decided to take over her previous path. Although this doesn't guarantee that she can defeat the Blood Demon Lord transformed by the Black Dragon, at least she won't lose.

Lu Changyuan didn't speak. After a long while, he reached out and wiped away the golden words in his eyes.

"No need. You should continue to comprehend how to integrate the mortal world with death."

Qiu Yuehan paused for a moment, then gave a rather obedient "Mmm": "Junior sister is right, you always have a way."

Lu Changyuan smiled and said, "It's just a coincidence. Actually, I'm not the only one with a solution. Don't forget, the wedding dress is still sitting on Tianshan Mountain."

He has one apprentice, and another apprentice who almost became his apprentice.

Although he was not a good teacher, both of them were very strong and reliable.

As for his method, it was indeed a coincidence. Lu Changyuan took out a piece of dragon bone from his pocket. The burning sensation on the black bone became more and more intense, as if it was about to fly up and return to the body of the black dragon in the sky.

"These bones and skulls must have come from that black dragon."

Qiu Yuehan frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"My fifth realm is right here, right now." Lu Changyuan released his control over the rain, and the blood-red rain hit Lu Changyuan's cheek, sliding down the curve and finally soaking him.

“I absorbed a lot of blood essence at the burial site, but it is useless to my Dao and can only be used as disposable material. It is just right to use it here.”

Lu Changyuan stretched out his hand, his eyes bloodshot as if about to drip blood. The falling blood rain seemed to begin to dance around that small piece of dragon bone, and the 108 serpentine phantoms that Xue Nishang had placed in the skull earlier appeared in Lu Changyuan's hand.

That is, in this very instant.

The overwhelming blood energy absorbed by Lu Changyuan flowed into the 108 serpentine phantoms one after another. These 108 streams of blood surrounded Lu Changyuan's blood, rising and falling, before rushing into the skull together with Lu Changyuan.

The rain pattered on the earth, making a crisp sound, but it couldn't drown out Lu Changyuan's words.

"Then let's see whose blood is more potent."

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Amidst the torrential rain of blood, the black dragon writhed wildly deep within the clouds, every scale trembling violently as if enduring excruciating pain that seemed to tear its very soul apart.

"Blood Rift! Even if you transform into a dragon, you will still rely on the power of that one drop of blood. As long as it is blood, you cannot escape the control of this Blood Demon!"

The voice of the evil Buddha rang out simultaneously from the bodies of countless Gu worms, with thousands of Buddhist chants overlapping and vibrating, causing chaos in the world. Those who heard it all felt dizzy and their minds were filled with distracting thoughts.

Now, the fine, silky blood-red worms have pierced through the black dragon's scales and are frantically gnawing at the dragon's tough flesh.

The evil Buddha seems to have turned the tide.

"is it?"

A disdainful voice rang out from within the dragon's roar.

Boom!

The air around the black dragon suddenly distorted, and a terrifying high temperature swept across the sky and earth. The blood rain was evaporated into a scarlet blood mist before it even hit the ground. Beneath the dragon scales that covered the dark luster, a molten red light rose from the depths of the majestic dragon body. The blood worms that had burrowed into the body burst one after another in this dragon breath-like high temperature, turning into ashes.

Another dragon roar shook the mountains.

The black dragon soared into the sky against the wind and rain, swallowing the clouds whole. The blood-red moon then shone upon the earth once more, its endless crimson light seemingly crowning the black dragon. The cold and biting winter wind surged around the black dragon, becoming its killing technique.

The Blood Demon was on the verge of collapse, and the Evil Buddha was forcibly ejected, spitting out black blood.

The evil Buddha's injuries had not yet healed, and now, severely wounded by the black dragon, he was on the verge of death.

Fear finally overcame greed, and the evil Buddha couldn't help but feel fear, turning his head to leave.

The black dragon's narrow, vertical pupils flickered slightly. Another thought, which had always been dormant deep within its consciousness, grew wildly with the defeat of its powerful enemy: it wanted to kill the woman who had always stood quietly watching from afar.

He had seen the woman before; she was only at the fifth level and posed no threat. Furthermore, since the Evil Buddha was still around, dealing with her was far less of a priority than killing the Evil Buddha first.

Surprisingly, the woman didn't run away.

The dragon's breath brewed in its throat. The black dragon was determined to first completely annihilate the evil Buddha, and then crush that audacious woman whom it could not stand.

The black dragon turned to the side, its body twisting as its sharp tail tore through the sky, piercing towards the Evil Buddha and the Blood Demon.

That is, when the Dragon Tail, the Evil Buddha, and the Blood Demon were on the same line.

clang!
Something so dazzling that even time cannot catch up with it has come from afar.

"Sword light?"

That was a sword beam, the sword beam produced by a full-force strike from a naturally born sword-wielding body.

Mountains and rivers, cause and effect, all shattered in the force of this sword!
Unstoppable.

Such thoughts filled the minds of the Blood Demon Lord and the Evil Buddha.

There was no time to react.

Where the sword's light passed, the bright moon hung upside down, the evil Buddha's body collapsed, the blood demon's origin was extinguished, and even the black dragon's tail that stretched across the sky was severed at the root.

Before the black dragon could even react, the sword's edge had already slashed through it, the pain penetrating to its very bones. The black dragon's massive body twisted and writhed in the sky, its painful roars echoing endlessly.

This is not the end.

Boom!

Suddenly, the earth cracked open, and a streak of blood surged from the ground, flying into the sky and swallowing the falling blood demon whole.

That's another dragon.

With the help of Xue Ni Chang's magic, Lu Changyuan used bone fragments to resonate with the dragon's skull, fusing five hundred years of blood energy. Then, he forcibly integrated the complete Blood Demon technique into the skull, finally giving birth to a being that should never have existed.

The Blood Dragon has been born.

(End of this chapter)