"Leave!?" Daoist Qingyi laughed softly. The laughter grew increasingly desolate.
"It's already too late!"
He raised his arms high.
"By the command of the Celestial Venerable!"
"Today, defy the heavens and slaughter the spirits!"
A brilliant golden light, encircled by countless trigram symbols, burst forth from him once again.
At the same time, divine forces erupted from all the Spirit Generals present, forming pillars that shot into the sky, appearing like bright and dazzling beams of diverse colors.
Buzz!!
Just as the divine forces appeared, they were suppressed by the blue barrier of Spirit Flying Heaven.
The vast blue barrier, unique to Spirit Flying Heaven, purifying all divine power, instantly suppressed and isolated the group of light pillars.
Yet, immediately, from the location where the Moon Empress had just exploded, a moon-white brilliance soared upwards.
This moonlight pillar was the largest among all, with a diameter of over ten meters, forcibly raising the entire blue barrier of Spirit Flying Heaven.
The blue barrier, like a curtain lifted by a pin, was quickly pierced through, creating a gap with a poof.
Fierce winds expanded outward, blowing in circles.
At the moment the blue barrier was breached.
The previously weakened beams of the Descent of the God suddenly regained their vigor.
All the beams subtly resonated with the Moon God's divine power, forming a unique ring formation.
"Interesting." The Divine Shepherd's gaze grew more intrigued.
"But... still too naive..." He leaped down from Tadorra to the ground.
"Sacred Dance!"
The two instantly charged toward each other.
Blue light simultaneously glowed on their bodies, merging instantly.
Within the light, the true form of the Sacred Dance, with three heads, six arms, and a serpentine tail, unfurled a pair of jet-black eagle wings behind it.
Its size rapidly increased from before.
Six meters!
Seven meters!
Eight meters!!
On the three faces of the Sacred Dance's true form, one face on the side slowly revealed the visage of the Divine Shepherd.
"Die!!!"
He laughed maniacally, blue electrical arcs lighting up his body, instantly appearing beside a divine power pillar.
The blue electric light in his hand transformed into a slender blade, slashing horizontally, severing a light pillar that instantly dissipated.
In just a few seconds.
The dozen or so light pillars present were all extinguished, and the God Worshipers among them spat blood and collapsed, unable to move.
Soon, only the last moonlight pillar remained.
The Divine Shepherd appeared again beside the pillar, raising his six arms high, blue electrical light on his body nearly transforming into a torch, surging upwards over ten meters.
"Mere insects dare to defy the heavens?!!"
His eyes shone bright blue.
"Sever!"
Just as his arms were about to slash down.
Suddenly, his expression tensed, sensing something amiss.
On the ground behind him, a thick shadow was rapidly engulfing everything.
The Divine Shepherd instantly turned around and looked up.
At that moment, both he and the moon-white pillar were completely covered by a massive shadow.
Not just them, the entire battlefield, all soldiers and the Spirit Guard Army still clashing, at this moment sensed a force entirely different from gods, approaching swiftly.
That force was so vast that even ordinary people could feel their heartbeat quicken, bodies tingling.
Everyone distanced themselves, quickly looking up at the sky, and with just one glance, whether human or Spirit Guard Army, all seemed to be on pause, staring blankly at the heavens.
There... a massive blood cloud was swiftly enveloping the land.
The blood cloud covered the entire sky, nearly shrouding the entire earth in shadow.
At its center, there was a dark red cone, leading the entire blood cloud's movement.
Drip.
A raindrop fell, landing on the hand of a human Spirit Army soldier.
He sensed something was wrong, the raindrop felt viscous and thick.
The Spirit Army soldier lifted his arm to look, his pupils contracting sharply.
The rain on his hand was blood-red!
Soon, the second drop, third drop... countless raindrops poured down.
All of the raindrops were filled with blood.
Blood rain poured along with the bloody mist, descending onto the earth, merging with the battlefield's fresh blood.
Looking up from below, it seemed even the heavens were wounded, bleeding!
"What... is this thing!?" The Divine Shepherd stepped back two paces, eyes filled with disbelief.
One must understand, all those elite beings, whether using electricity, flames, white light trigrams, or divine power pillars, were phenomena only visible to Spirit Core bearers and God Worshipers, conjured by special forces.
Ordinary people could not see any unusual phenomena, only the bizarre appearance of the body's transformation.
Yet at this moment, this blood cloud was entirely different!
It was a true and genuine phenomenon that everyone, every soldier could see, even mortals!
The phenomena from force aggregation were easily distinguishable from a true phenomenon.
The phenomena of force had an inexplicable airy texture, if touched, felt more like light, only impacting one's mental will.
But the true phenomenon is different.....
Many experts from the Grand Alliance were lying on the ground, unable to rise again.
Either their Spiritual Line had been eroded greatly, resulting in grievous injuries, or they were internally wounded with massive internal bleeding, making it impossible to move.
Daoist Qingyi was barely alive, gazing blankly at the sky.
Jin Yuyan, covered in blood, gritted his teeth attempting to stand up, Spiritual Line flowing in his wounds, trying to heal his body.
Cosimo was broken starting from the waist, with only a small palm-sized piece of flesh connecting him.
Shangguan Feihua half-squatted, gasping heavily, resisting the Divine Shepherd's direct pressure.
However, at this moment, everyone was looking up at the sky.
Not just because of the phenomenon in the sky, but because as the blood clouds shrouded them, an equally huge force was also enveloping the entire battlefield.
The force was chaotic, frenzied, as if to corrode everything! Devour everything!!
Everyone felt their blood stirring within, sending out uneasy warnings.
"Something.... is coming out!!!"
Suddenly there was an uproar on the battlefield, and those who had been staring at the blood clouds were the first to see the front of the blood cloud.
Located at the position of that dark red cone, something seemed to be slowly being hatched from an egg.
The blood clouds churned, surging, boiling like a pot of water.
Shush!!!
In an instant, two blood-cloud bat wings, seemingly burning, silently spread from the dark red cone.
The blood wings spanned hundreds of meters, driving a larger area of blood clouds, slightly lowering their altitude towards the battlefield.
The wind howled, the air produced a roaring strange sound, like listening with ears covered.
Everything between heaven and earth became hazy and unclear.
"It's not the aura of gods..." The Divine Shepherd spread six arms, blue electric arrows converging simultaneously in six hands.
"It's him!!" Sacred Dance's face suddenly shrieked from the other side. "It's the guy who killed me once! Yue Dewen's disciple!! Master Qiankun of Blood Immortal Temple!!"
"Is it really him?" The Divine Shepherd held the electric glow tightly in his hands, a slight smile appeared on his face.
"Quite the momentum..... but only a mere mortal, daring to veil the heavens!!?"
Behind him, black wings flapped vigorously, raising him into the air, flying straight towards Zhang Rongfang approaching in the sky.
"Are you scared stiff by some light mist? Sacred Dance!! Let me show you that these so-called blood clouds are mere illusions!!!
The true source is simply your weakness!!"
He roared fiercely, his speed increasing, accelerating like a blue meteor rising from the ground, wrapped in layers of blue electric light, charging towards Zhang Rongfang.
Zhang Rongfang lowered his gaze; after activating Blood Summoning, he fully transformed the Essence Qi, now accumulating so much blood mist it's beyond his control.
So he could only maximally expand his blood control ability to form a huge guidance belt centered on his wings.
Leading countless blood mist and blood clouds forward together.
This was the only way he thought of to control these blood clouds.
Otherwise, the blood clouds and blood mist would scatter all over heaven and earth inadvertently.
'I'm back!' White Scale's voice quickly resounded in his mind.
'Damn! What have you done!!!?' White Scale first fell silent, then roared furiously.
'What are those things behind!? How is there so much blood out of nowhere!!? What kind of martial art is this!? Wouldn't you die losing so much blood!?'
Before you needed to eat things to have blood, now you don't eat at all??
Zhang Rongfang did not utter a sound. He was concentrating entirely on controlling the sky-filling blood clouds.
Aside from the portion he controlled, the width of the blood clouds reached over ten kilometers.
Outside this segment, more dispersal caused the blood mist to spread.
The blood mist dyed more white clouds red, resulting in exaggerated horrific weather phenomena.
'Have you really become immortal then!?!" White Scale truly felt dumbfounded.
She originally thought Zhang Rongfang was an ordinary person.
Then she found this was a psychopath of Extreme Realm who only trained to become stronger without entertainment.
The key was, this guy didn't consider himself psychopathic.
She further discovered Zhang Rongfang would sometimes gain some inexplicable abilities.
Like his previous blood control ability, like his previous blood-creating ability.
Of course, even gods have many weird abilities, and White Scale was a god, well-experienced, highly adaptable.
Growing wings were acceptable; some gods and top Spirit Generals had achieved that.
But now...
'At first, I simply wanted to gather a cluster of blood clouds of dozens of meters for momentum.' Zhang Rongfang replied.
'Then somehow, it turned into this.'
'Haven't you noticed? All these converted blood have their own consciousness!!?' White Scale incredulously exclaimed.
Even if she was lodging behind Zhang Rongfang, she could sense the danger and trouble within those blood clouds.
The kind of consciousness always seeking to corrode, engulf, pollute everything was so twisted even gods like her struggle to endure.
'I have sensed it.' Zhang Rongfang answered.
'They are all obedient, very well-behaved. Just like my children.'
He pointed with a finger, wisps of blood cloud immediately circling, dancing like little sprites, transforming into small birds or flowers.
He commanded like directing his arm, they appeared obedient and well-behaved.
Within Zhang Rongfang's perception, all active blood mist, blood clouds could be controlled freely, like a line-up of little white rabbits.
Not only did they lack a mundane smell of blood, but they emitted a faint fresh fragrance of earthly vegetation.
'Am I.... really that twisted!!?' White Scale was almost driven crazy.
Once she spread her spiritual perception outward, she could distinctly feel the pure greed, brutality, mania in the surrounding blood mists and clouds.
But these blood clouds previously brutal, once near Zhang Rongfang, immediately radiated an obedient aura.
Though clearly, in Zhang Rongfang's eyes, these blood clouds were good children!