Outside the Lingxiao Hall, Cosimo and Qingyi were already surrounded by a large group of stone men.
Their bodies had grown larger, one of them sprouting four arms to fend off attacks from all sides.
The other’s back displayed a massive muscular disc with a Tai Chi diagram composed of blood vessels and blood points, writhing and bulging.
The two continuously smashed and sent flying stone men, but there were just too many of them.
They rushed forward without fear of death, quickly arriving from the giant chains, joining the ranks encircling the two.
The most troublesome part was, these blue-eyed stone men were fast! Each possessed the agility akin to a Super Grade Three Emptiness Body Technique.
Even though both were top-tier Spirit Generals, in such a small area, they couldn’t break free from the stone men’s siege for the time being.
"Tai Chi Diagram, transform!" Daoist Qingyi suddenly let out a low roar, hands forming a virtual union in front, arms concentrating the flow of spiritual lines to converge into a silver disc.
In the center of the disc, a point of red spiritual line emerged, shining bright.
With a crisp crack.
The red spiritual line abruptly split to both sides, dividing the entire disc in two, forming a basic Tai Chi diagram base.
"Go!!"
He threw the silver disc forward.
Boom!!!
A flash of red lightning passed.
At the moment of contact with the first stone man, the whole disc exploded with a roar.
Fierce fragments of silver and red spiritual lines mixed together into a hollow silver-red sphere, blasting all stone men within ten meters away.
On the other side, Cosimo raised his four arms high. Red spiritual lines appeared on his arms.
"Fall, heavens’ dragon!"
A hazy, semi-transparent beam of pure white light slowly brightened above his four palms.
Whoosh!!
Suddenly, four pure white thin dragon shadows shot out from the beam of light, heading in four different directions, crashing into the stone men’s ranks.
In an instant, more than thirty stone men were thoroughly smashed and cleared.
Yue Dewen raised one hand.
A ball of white light flew out from his palm, transforming into a dragon-like monster shadow, breaking through the ten or so blue-eyed stone men rushing towards him.
All the stone men broken through were silently shattered completely.
His expression unchanged, he continued walking forward step by step.
At this point, Cosimo and Qingyi had cleared the last stone men rushing up, blocking the massive chains leading upward.
"Quick! The heavenly convergence is starting!! There’s someone from the Spirit Flying Church presiding over the ceremony below!! We must interrupt them immediately, or if the convergence succeeds, the Spirit Flying Church will fully revive!!"
Daoist Qingyi turned back and shouted at Yue Dewen.
"Even before the true convergence succeeds, so many problems have emerged.... who knows what extent the true convergence might reach." Cosimo lowered his four arms, clicking his tongue in amazement.
He looked at Yue Dewen. "Old Yue, this time it’s up to you."
Yue Dewen nodded slightly. He strode to the edge of the stone pillar and looked down.
Bang.
Bang.
A giant rock spider over ten meters tall.
Slowly climbing step by step along the stone pillar and stone wall, upward.
Every time its eight legs raised and fell, the stone pillar would tremble once.
On the back of the rock spider, sitting quietly was a blue-eyed stone man with three pairs of arms, staring bright blue eyes at the three above.
"Spider God Cult Spirit General.... an old friend indeed." Cosimo’s expression changed slightly, recognizing the opponent’s identity.
"More hands than me, this is troublesome."
"No matter how troublesome, we have to face it." Daoist Qingyi stood beside him, face serious. "Under heavenly convergence, the Spirit Flying Church will release all the accumulated god-worshiping husks at once. It’s an exaggerated quantity more than any sect. So, if we can’t fight them, we’re as good as dead."
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Beneath the Jade Void Palace.
Within the grand chasm.
Troops of stone men continuously rushed out from the bottom of the chasm.
They unfolded their body techniques along the stone wall, speed extremely fast, climbing upward like beams of gray light shooting out from the earth.
Each time a beam of gray light burst forth from the surface, during the interval, a point of red shadow stealthily rushed down a notch.
When the gray light appeared again, the red shadow hid into the crevices of the stone wall.
The sloping stone wall, steep rugged soil gave Black Daoist plenty hiding spots.
As time passed, slowly, he finally neared the chasm’s bottom.
Hiding behind a naturally protruding rock’s sharp corner, Black Daoist slowly exposed a shred of eye, gazing downward.
At the bottom, a pyramid-like huge high platform was releasing dazzling blue light at the top.
Around the high platform, a continuous stream of blue-eyed stone men broke out from the ground, stood up, and issued silent roars.
The stone men quickly lined up in formation, divided into squads approaching the stone wall, apparently intending to climb to the surface.
Black Daoist’s mouth hung open, and upon seeing, there were at least several thousand blue-eyed stone men below!
And crucially, they were still breaking out one after another...
"Spirit Flying Church.... do they have such deep reserves of god-worshipping??" Black Daoist muttered incredulously.
"No.... these stone men.... many are being reformed!" Zhang Rongfang whispered on his shoulder.
He extended a puppet’s small hand, pointing downward.
"Look there."
Black Daoist followed the direction and instantly saw the blue-eyed stone man he had just smashed face to face.
Even the scar from smashing the opponent’s head was still there.
He watched as the blue-eyed stone man climbed out from the ground, apart from a scar on the head, it was unscathed.
"They aren’t endless, but will constantly resurrect!" Zhang Rongfang said gravely. "If I’m correct, the key to resurrection should be that high platform."
He turned his gaze to the high platform shrouded in blue light.
Amid blue light, a faintly discernible graceful figure was constantly dancing.
"Observer, what do we do now?" Black Daoist asked in a low voice.
"Wait! Hide well, wait for the situation to change. The Grand Sect Alliance will surely come!" Zhang Rongfang stated firmly.
He believed that Yue Shi wouldn’t be defeated before reaching the final destination.
"But, just waiting here, isn’t it a bit too dangerous!?" the black-clothed Daoist felt his heart and soul trembling.
As a Grandmaster, one indeed needs an invincible belief.
But that’s under the condition of a one-on-one, fair fight. Not this kind of fighting against a big group alone.
But at this moment, Zhang Rongfang’s puppet lost its sound, clearly indicating it had moved to another place.
Inside the Human Immortal Cave.
In the second Blood Pool, bubbles rose to the surface, bursting on the blood’s surface.
Beside the Blood Pool, a team of Bloodline Daoists continuously poured buckets and basins of nutrient fluid into the Pill Furnace.
The Pill Furnace squirmed, pressing the semi-digested nutrient fluid down the intestinal passage at the bottom, into the second Blood Pool.
Deep in the Blood Pool.
Zhang Rongfang’s long hair flowed, draped in a blood robe, eyes quietly closed, fully absorbing the nutrients in the surrounding blood.
And in his vision, the available attribute points on the attribute bar jumped from 0 to 9!
The decisive battle was about to begin; he had to focus, fully absorbing nutrients, to speed up!
Even if just adding a little speed, it would be beneficial.
In the bloody pursuit, many of the Bloodline’s red spiritual lines were rapidly extinguishing, disconnecting.
He could hear many Bloodline’s prayers, pleas, and roars of despair.
There were even curses from the Bloodline towards him and the enemy upon their death.
But these voices gradually faded as he added new attribute points to life and moved away.
"The world shall ultimately slumber..."
"And I... will awaken everything..."
A vague voice began slowly sounding in his mind.
"Follow the call of the blood...."
"The call of the blood...."
"The call...."
"Sleep... essence of life, spirit of all blood."
In a daze, Zhang Rongfang seemed to hear Bai Lin urgently saying something, but her voice was drowned by the echoing murmurs.
His consciousness wanted to drift into slumber but retained a thread of clarity.
He knew that if he fell asleep, he might not continue applying the remaining points.
After all, he wasn’t a true-born Blood Ancestor, lacking natural growth. He could only become stronger through his own efforts.
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Whirr...
A gigantic stone spider plummeted from the high sky, crashing into a massive underground crevice.
Boom!!
The spider’s body thunderously smashed onto a side platform of the pyramid, shattering the stone men just emerging and scattering a cloud of gray-white dust.
From the spider’s back, three figures tossed out a stone man corpse with six arms, letting it roll onto the ground.
Thump thump thump!
Amidst heavy footsteps, two massive stone spiders pounced fiercely towards the trio.
"Go!"
Daoist Qingyi raised his hand, throwing out a silver Tai Chi Diagram disc.
The red spiritual lines on the disc shattered and exploded.
The silver and red light mass shattered one large spider on the spot.
On the other side, Cosimo gathered white light in four arms, a celestial dragon flew out from the white light, circled the large spider swiftly, and flew back.
The large spider abruptly cracked open, shattering into countless pieces.
Yue Dewen leaped, lightly stepped towards the platform, and approached like lightning.
Massive groups of blue-eyed stone men rushed towards him from all sides.
Among them were heavy-armored knights on tall stone horses.
There were also ancient spearmen with long spears, and towering rock spiders over ten meters high.
A giant spider’s shadow first enveloped Yue Dewen, casting blue light into darkness.
Hiss!!
The spider let out a terrifying hiss, raising its legs and fiercely stabbing at Yue Dewen.
"Moon Seal."
Yue Dewen raised his hand, and a mass of white vapor suddenly appeared in his palm.
The white vapor rapidly expanded, enveloping him and forming a white vortex several meters in diameter.
"Return to true essence." he gently clenched his palm.
Boom!!!!
The entire white vapor whirlwind exploded, turning into sheets of gray wind covering at least a hundred stone men.
Including the giant rock spider, they were enveloped in this massive wind.
At least one-tenth of the underground cave was covered by this gray-white wind.
Actions of all stone men instantaneously ceased.
As if suddenly turned into real sculptures.
Yue Dewen again darted toward the platform. His toes gently tapped, he leaped straight to the platform’s top.
But a huge invisible force grabbed him in mid-air, forcibly pressing him to the ground.
Not just him, Cosimo and Daoist Qingyi, who followed closely, were also pressed down into the ground.
Thud thud thud!
With three muffled sounds, the three landed, creating three cracked spots on the ground.
"The Purification Divine Power of Spirit Flying Heaven!" Daoist Qingyi shook his head, stood up, and said.
"Entering there means entering a special area with a trace of Spirit Flying Heaven’s Void nature. Old Yue, prepare for Descent of the God!" he warned with a serious look.
Yue Dewen seemed not to hear, got up again, and stepped towards the platform.
This time, he did not accelerate but took step after step, like a normal person, towards the stone steps of the platform.
A faint gray-white vapor began to slowly emanate from his footsteps as he walked.