bookandnovel Chapter 58 Blood God's Invincible Body
Chapter 58 Blood God's Invincible Body
In his heart, Wang Dao cursed Liu Ruyan's ancestors for eight generations.
That vixen is truly a persistent ghost; every time she appears, she's brimming with wicked schemes. Once she leaves, he becomes the punching bag for Xue Wuhen to vent his inner demons.
At this moment, Xue Wuhen's aura was extremely terrifying, and the blood light around him was so solid that it seemed as if he was wearing a layer of blood-red armor.
Even through the mask, Wang Dao could clearly sense that overwhelming aura. This was definitely the top tier of the Divine Travel Realm, and they had even faintly touched the threshold of the Dao Seed.
Wang Dao cursed under his breath, his figure flashing like lightning, advancing instead of retreating.
"choke!"
A flash of cold light, and the longsword was drawn.
The moment the sword was drawn, a sharp sword aura shot into the sky, the sword light radiating in all directions, weaving a fine sword net in the air.
The sword net rippled like water, and although it only blocked Xue Wuhen for less than a moment, it bought Wang Dao a precious chance to breathe.
He didn't dare to use the Dragon Abyss Sword that he had been nurturing within his body.
The sword's features were too obvious. Last time at the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, it was used to teach Wang Ming a lesson. If it were revealed now, Wang Ming would definitely recognize it at a glance.
Although Wang Dao did not intentionally use the "Flowing Light and Illusory Dust Sword", the "Holding the Sword" effect brought by Sword Dao lv1 had already made his body and the sword become one.
It's an instinct ingrained in one's very bones; no matter what kind of sword one wields, one can use it with perfect ease and unleash its full power.
Furthermore, his mastery of the "Flowing Light and Illusory Dust Sword" technique imbued every sword strike he unleashed with a dazzling sharpness and unparalleled power.
"boom!"
Bloodless Trace, like a maddened beast, neither dodged nor evaded, directly smashing through the sword net, bringing with it a bloody whirlwind, and rushing straight towards Wang Dao.
Wang Dao moved with agility, his long sword flashing like a venomous snake, cunning and ruthless, aiming straight for Xue Wuhen's vital points.
However, Xue Wuhen's body was surrounded by a blood-red aura, making him indestructible; ordinary sword energy could not break through his defenses at all.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sounds of metal clashing were deafening as Wang Dao and Xue Wuhen instantly engaged in fierce combat.
Bloodless Fist roared with a whooshing sound, each punch like a mountain collapsing, powerful and heavy.
Wang Dao parried with his sword, using skill to overcome clumsiness. His movements were elusive, like a fallen leaf swaying in a gale, yet he was never struck.
In just a few rounds, Wang Dao was overwhelmed by Xue Wuhen.
He possessed immense vitality and terrifying physical strength, but Xue Wuhen was even more formidable.
That extreme brute force seemed to want to crush everything around it.
Wang Dao secretly analyzed in his heart: "This Xue Wuhen either possesses some kind of peerless physique, or he is like me, who has cultivated martial arts, and his martial arts level is probably not low."
But at this moment, Xue Wuhen had completely lost his mind, only knowing to bombard indiscriminately, each move killing.
If it weren't for the Radiant Armor that Wang Dao was wearing, which could withstand an attack from a Dao Seed and was difficult to break through with a Divine Travel Technique, he would probably already be injured by now.
Down the mountain, the onlookers stared intently at the battle raging on the summit.
"The duel between two prodigies from the Demonic Sect is truly spectacular! This treasure hasn't even been revealed yet, but the show has already begun!" Someone, eager to stir up trouble, loudly proclaimed.
"The Demonic Induction is truly terrifying. Even a peerless figure like Xue Wuhen fell for it, his inner demons were stirred by that witch, and he went completely mad," someone sighed with lingering fear.
"Hmph, Xue Wuhen is said to possess the Blood God Invincible Body, and his combat power is terrifying. He is rarely matched among those of the same level. It's true!" Someone recognized Xue Wuhen's background and spoke with a hint of awe.
But most people's attention was drawn to the figure that was being suppressed.
"That silver-masked assassin from the Hall of Rebirth is probably really going to be sent to his death this time!"
"Haha, it seems the people Wushengtian sent this time aren't very good quality!"
"Who told him to offend that demoness from the Heart Demon Heaven? Now he's being used as a punching bag!"
Mockery and ridicule rose and fell, and no one had any faith in Wang Dao.
In their view, the only outcome for a silver-masked assassin attacked by Xue Wuhen in a frenzy was to be completely swallowed up by the blood-red tidal wave.
During the fierce battle with Xue Wuhen, Wang Dao felt a strange suction force, as if his blood was being pulled by an invisible force, restless and about to break free of his body and fly towards Xue Wuhen.
"Buzz!"
The Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound Technique within his body instantly reached its peak, the powerful Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound surging through his internal organs, his spine coiling like a great dragon, emitting crackling sounds. The restless blood was forcibly suppressed and returned to calm.
"The Blood River Heaven's magic is indeed terrifying! No wonder it is one of the six great demonic sects of this era." Wang Daoxin felt a chill.
He dared not hide his talents any longer.
"boom!"
With a muffled thud, Wang Dao's three thousand black hairs danced wildly, and his pores spewed out intense divine light.
His terrifying blood and energy erupted like a dam bursting, his muscles bulged, and divine patterns appeared.
This domineering power was instantly amplified on the spirit sword in his hand, making the originally ordinary spirit sword seem to have transformed into a divine weapon.
"clang!"
The spirit sword clashed with Xue Wuhen's fist once again, producing a deafening metallic clang.
This time, the king's approach is no longer passive defense, but direct confrontation.
Each of his strikes was powerful and heavy, carrying the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, and he forced the berserk Xue Wuhen back several times.
The golden bones within his body emitted a joyful tremor, providing him with unparalleled power support.
However, Wang Dao is still under immense pressure at this moment.
Xue Wuhen was too strong. The terrifying defense and inexhaustible blood energy provided by the Blood God Invincible Body made him almost invincible.
"Unless I can break through to the Dragon Spine Extreme Realm, it will be almost impossible to win," Wang Dao quickly concluded.
He held in his hand the sword talisman left behind by the Martial Madman, a peerless killing move capable of slaying Nirvana Realm cultivators and severely injuring Void Realm cultivators.
If all else fails, he will not hesitate to use the sword talisman to kill the madman in front of him.
But what Wang Dao was most worried about was that the exposure of the sword talisman would attract an even stronger being.
At that time, his plan to slack off today will be completely ruined, and he might even die here.
"Damn it!"
The king's sword flashed, and he cursed his bad luck inwardly.
Just as Xue Wuhen lunged forward again, preparing to smash Wang Dao's head with a punch, Wang Dao flicked his spirit sword, the tip of which traced a mysterious trajectory in the air.
"The ethereal sword of fleeting light, a remnant of yesterday!"
His figure blurred instantly, like a phantom scattered by the wind.
Only a blurry afterimage remained, blurring the line between reality and illusion. Taking advantage of this momentary confusion, Wang Dao's true form suddenly retreated, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the distance.
"Bang!"
Xue Wuhen's fist slammed into the afterimage left by Wang Dao. The afterimage, like a shattered reflection in a mirror, exploded and dissipated into specks of light.
As his punch missed, a glimmer of clarity finally flashed in Xue Wuhen's eyes, which had been clouded by his inner demons.
His mind, which had been consumed by hatred and murderous intent, was briefly brought back to its senses by the missed attack.
"Damn it!"
He roared, but Wang Dao had already distanced himself far enough from him and fled into the distance without looking back.
Standing at a great distance, Liu Ruyan, the instigator who had witnessed all of this, couldn't help but have a strange glint in her beautiful eyes when she saw this scene.
"This little assassin from the Hall of Rebirth is quite skilled!" she chuckled softly, her voice sweet and seductive.
Down the mountain, the onlookers were also amazed.
"They actually escaped from Xue Wuhen's grasp! This silver-masked assassin from the Hall of Rebirth is quite skilled!"
"Impressive! To escape unscathed while Xue Wuhen was in a frenzy, that kind of strength is not to be underestimated!"
Just as everyone was marveling, Xue Wuhen, having lost his target, gradually subsided his blood-red aura, and his violent aura also calmed down.
His bloodshot eyes regained their clarity, but in their place was endless rage and humiliation.
"Liu Ruyan!"
He whirled around, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing towards Liu Ruyan's direction. A roar, like that of an enraged lion, echoed through the valley: "How dare you mock me like this?!"
Liu Ruyan's voice, seemingly omnipresent, carried a hint of languor and playfulness, drifting lightly into Xue Wuhen's ears, so sweet it made one's bones melt:
"Hehehe... Blood Saint, what are you saying? I just want to see a good show."
"The mighty Holy Son of Blood River Heaven couldn't even handle a mere assassin from the Hall of Rebirth, and instead let him escape unscathed. What a disgrace to Blood River Heaven!"
Before she finished speaking, her figure transformed into a purple streak of light and drifted away, leaving behind only a string of silvery laughter that echoed in the valley for a long time.
Xue Wuhen clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked, and his eyes seemed to spit fire as he stared intently in the direction where Liu Ruyan had disappeared.
"Liu Ruyan... Hall of Rebirth... See you next time, I'll turn you all into blood slaves!"
Just then, a burst of light engulfed the land, and an incomparably ferocious ancient remnant seemed about to roar down the stars.