The day after the Moon God left.
Zhang Rongfang soaked himself in the Blood Pool, using puppets to mobilize the Bloodline Daoists, relentlessly suppressing various sects.
Without the Moon God as the biggest support, the first to completely collapse was the Sensing Sect.
This group of freeloaders, seeing the unfavorable situation, many came to voluntarily surrender to the Human Immortal Temple, seeking connections with Zuo Han.
Zhang Rongfang welcomed everyone, transforming them all into the fifth generation of Bloodline.
This is the lowest tier.
The Bloodline, when facing a higher tier, is naturally suppressed by the concentration of vital blood, leading to significant mental and conscious degradation.
This is obviously a characteristic inherent to the Blood Race.
After dealing with the Sensing Sect, only the Zhenyi Sect hidden in the dark, or sects like Skylock and Black Ten remained.
Zhang Rongfang decided to uproot them entirely by searching the Taoyuan for the Divine Buddha Platforms of these Divines.
Now, the great momentum has shifted, and everything is stable on his sister’s side; she even seems to be doing increasingly well through her connections.
He had nothing to worry about.
Taoyuan.
The Three Pristine Ones, Void.
Misty and ethereal fog constantly swirled around the area.
Zhang Rongfang flapped his wings, hovering quietly in mid-air outside the platform, unaffected by the Taoyuan winds.
"I didn’t expect you to lead me here voluntarily." His gaze fixed on the opposite Divine Buddha Platform, where an elder with three heads stood silently.
This was the deity worshiped by the Zhenyi Sect, the Three Pure Ones, a god of formidable power at the level of a Divine Lord.
Initially, seeing the same title and similar statues, Zhang Rongfang always thought this Three Pristine Ones was the same as the one he believed in his previous life.
But now it seems.....
"Senior Qiankun, the situation forced us into this strategy. The vessels we can descend into in the mortal world are too small and weak, but since you’ve entered Taoyuan, the tide has turned."
The Three Pure Ones, holding a staff, had three faces: one expressionless, one cheerful, and the last fuming with anger.
"Let’s give it a try then." Zhang Rongfang had no patience for these gods.
He flapped his wings and shot towards the opponent.
In Taoyuan, the best way to destroy the opponent is to obliterate their Divine Buddha Platform.
Rather than entering the Void to kill their true form.
Entering the Void to kill the true form could indeed throw them into the abyss of oblivion at once; even if the gods weren’t dead, it would take many years to revive.
This method is most effective.
But judging from his current strength, Zhang Rongfang thought he might be able to directly demolish the other’s Divine Buddha Platform.
This method is beyond the reach of others, but he’s different.
Amidst the shooting red light, his body suddenly enlarged, expanded, and shot up in height.
In no time, he grew to a massive fifty meters tall.
The enormous size brought with it a terrifying weight.
Also, at this size, the bat wings would automatically retract, losing their flying ability.
It was indeed a trade-off.
Previously, Zhang Rongfang didn’t know how wide Taoyuan was.
But this time, he might be able to guess the exact width.
His gigantic body now occupied roughly one-fiftieth of Taoyuan’s width.
Before he fell, he gathered blood axes with all three of his arms and swung fiercely towards the Three Pure Ones’ platform.
"Infinite Immensity."
The Three Pure Ones formed a strange, lamp-like hand gesture in front of himself.
Instantly, his body also began to rapidly expand, from just over two meters tall initially, shooting up to over twenty meters high.
The three heads on his neck were stretched, resembling gourds, appearing deformed and bizarre.
Facing Zhang Rongfang’s incoming blood axe slash.
He pushed forward with both arms.
A circle of black and white Tai Chi Diagram appeared out of thin air, absorbing the surrounding fog, quickly consolidating to block the attack.
Bang!!
As soon as the giant axe and the Tai Chi Diagram made contact, the outcome was decided.
The Tai Chi Diagram couldn’t withstand the force, shattering instantly, countless fragments flying, as the blood-red giant axe smashed through all obstacles, crashing down on the Three Pure Ones... to the Divine Buddha Platform.
With a ripping sound.
The blood axe deeply embedded itself into the side of the platform passage, carving a deep crevice of unknown depth.
The Three Pure Ones’ face changed drastically, shouting in anger, continuously throwing out special magical artifacts that shone with golden light.
Items like the mythical Vajra Bracelet, the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Tower, the Pangu Banner.
These artifacts glittered brilliantly, majestic and exquisite, exuding a dazzling divine might.
But they were all for show, Zhang Rongfang used the other two of his three arms, directly swinging two axes to cut through them.
Overwhelming force can crush a hundred skills.
All the golden light collapsed instantly.
However, there was still some effect, at least Zhang Rongfang’s two axes were neutralized, dissipating into countless blood mist.
The Three Pure Ones barely breathed a sigh of relief.
Then suddenly realized something was wrong.
He and Zhang Rongfang were both strung onto their own Divine Buddha Platforms while fighting.
Now the Divine Buddha Platform has been split open with a huge crevice.
Zhang Rongfang was still using the axe to hang on that crevice, swaying back and forth, making more and more fragments fall, and the cracks grow larger.
He anticipated that Senior Qiankun’s strength might be very strong, but didn’t expect it to be this strong.
"What are you all waiting for? If not now, then when??" he suddenly shouted.
In an instant, around Taoyuan, dozens of blurred figures shot out from the distant mist.
Each of these figures emitted a strong divine aura, but as they approached Zhang Rongfang, the divine pressure quickly withdrew.
If the divine aura was ineffective, they would then restrain all power consumption, fully unleash, and deliver their strongest blow.
These blurred figures rapidly approached, gradually becoming clear.
Leading them was, unexpectedly, a faceless person holding a platinum staff from the White Ten Sect.
This was the God Lord of the White Ten Sect. Of course, he was far different from the God in the Bible that Zhang Rongfang had heard of in his previous life.
But at this moment amongst a group of divinities and Buddhas, his presence was the strongest.
"Exterminate the rebels!!" A group of divinities and Buddhas twirled endlessly around Zhang Rongfang like flying insects.
Colorful lights burst forth from their bodies.
Upon closer look, the lights vaguely contained various flowery symbols, and some even directly took the forms of various dragon, snake, and fierce bird magical treasures.
The effects of divine aura, ranging from icy cold, scorching heat, sluggishness, suppression, to corrosion, fell upon Zhang Rongfang like fireworks.
But all these divine effects merely emitted white mist from his body.
This was the phenomenon caused by the mutual erosion and neutralization of blood and divine aura.
Among the strongest attacks by a few divine lords, they broke through the bloody skin barrier and pierced Zhang Rongfang’s muscles and bones.
Yet at the moment these attacks were eroded and dispersed, the wounds they inflicted began rapidly writhing and self-healing.
It was as if time was reversing, extraordinarily eerie.
"Chaos Reopening!"
The Three Pure Ones’ three heads simultaneously lit up with golden light between their brows.
Above their heads, three golden lotuses appeared, spinning as they flew into the sky.
Puff!!
All three golden lotuses exploded, releasing countless golden light spots.
Strangely, these golden light spots, upon touching Zhang Rongfang’s massive skin surface, immediately eroded and disintegrated it.
An immense amount of golden light spots fell like rain, completely covering Zhang Rongfang below.
Many surrounding divinities and Buddhas swelled and enlarged, returning to their original form, binding Zhang Rongfang from all angles, rendering him immobile.
"Quick! Kill him!!"
Within Taoyuan, a group of divinities and Buddhas, each at least twenty to thirty meters tall, resorted to physically restraining Zhang Rongfang since their divine coercion was ineffective.
From afar, it looked like a group of strangely muscular children clinging to a huge, robust adult man in a chaotic mess.
Whether it be limbs, torso, or even the head with its three arms, they were all firmly embraced.
It looked quite jarring to the eyes.
With so many divinities and Buddhas joining forces, even Zhang Rongfang couldn’t break free at once, forced to grit his teeth and endure the golden light onslaught of the Three Pure Ones.
His body swiftly decomposed, starting from the head, to the torso, down to the legs.
As time passed,
only a tiny piece of skin and flesh on the heel was left.
After the last bit of golden light fell, this shred of flesh also completely disintegrated, turning into an invisible gas, utterly vanishing.
At this point, the golden light finally couldn’t be maintained, and was dismissed with a wave by the panting, pale Three Pure Ones.
"The depletion is too great, still not like before." He sighed. "Everyone, we succeeded."
"Yes. We succeeded..... With Qiankun Daoist dealt with, and Moon God mysteriously vanished, it seems that upon the land, it’s finally time for our era."
The faceless God from the White Ten Sect gravely stated.
Swish!!
Three streaks of blood light flashed past in an instant.
Among the group of divinities and Buddhas, at least seven or eight couldn’t evade in time, and were slammed like leaves onto the Taiyuan Rock Wall.
Then came the explosion of Spiritual Lines, engulfed by a large swath of blood mist, eroded, turning into white mist.
"I didn’t expect you to gather once more. This saves me the trouble of searching."
Amidst the blood mist, on the right side of the gods, a new fifty-meter blood-colored giant, with countless blood tendrils swirling around him, hung himself like a spider, drawing near.
"What’s going on!!? Isn’t the Bloodline’s weak point the head!!?"
The Three Pure Ones’ expressions dramatically changed.
"Having a few life-saving abilities is quite normal, let me handle it this time!" The God of the White Ten Sect flew forward, raising the staff in his hand high.
"Divine Will, Creation!"
Colorless, transparent light radiated from the top of his staff, illuminating the approaching Zhang Rongfang.
Similarly, a similar effect occurred.
Zhang Rongfang’s skin, muscles, and bones began to decompose and melt continuously. They turned into an inexplicable mass resembling clay, dropping downwards.
The rest of the divinities once again rushed forward, a group suppressing Zhang Rongfang’s fierce struggles.
Several minutes later.
Everything fell silent, Zhang Rongfang once more dissolved and perished.
Bang!
Bang!!
But amid the blood mist, a third fifty-meter tall blood-colored giant emerged.
The blood tendrils formed around him adhered to the rock wall one by one, making clear, loud sounds.
"Yet another.....!!?" The group of divinities were already highly depleted. Although they could revive in the Void and recover after death,
recovery depended on speed and time.
At present, Zhang Rongfang clearly wouldn’t wait for them to have time to resurrect.
"Since it has come to this, everyone, let’s go." The Three Pure Ones solemnly declared.
The other divinities looked resolute in their eyes.
Once again, they charged toward the massive blood-colored giant.