Ten minutes later.
All divine power was completely annihilated and dissipated.
The blood-colored giant, who had already had two arms broken, spread his arms once more, and his injuries fully regenerated.
Roar!!!
He roared furiously, swinging his axe one after another, chopping at the platform of The Three Pristine Ones.
At this moment, no god or Buddha could appear to stop him.
Only the increasingly dense red mist surrounded them.
In the distance, on another ruined platform of gods and Buddhas.
Zhang Rongfang withdrew his gaze from over there and turned to leave slowly.
’Even gods and Buddhas require the brains of mortals to persist, but now, no matter what injury I receive, it will automatically heal, quickly regenerating.
This kind of infinite regeneration is merely a prerequisite for those three branches.
Perhaps... those legendary eternal beings truly exist?’
His mind was flooded with countless thoughts.
He leapt down from the platform, his back unfolded into giant bat wings, flying upwards.
The giant bat wings, flap after flap, rapidly ascended in height.
Wherever they passed, countless blood-colored mist rose.
This was him endlessly releasing the essence blood from his body.
He previously had a hypothesis: if injuries could heal without depletion, then could he release essence blood indefinitely, and then use this ability to recover quickly? After all, losing blood is also an injury.
Right now was the time to test this.
Zhang Rongfang rushed upwards swiftly, but soon he felt that as the blood within him automatically healed, the blood mist transformed from his external essence blood also disappeared completely.
Without any warning, it was like a rubber eraser erased it from existence, vanishing instantly.
And as it vanished, the blood within his body automatically returned to its full state.
"It seems this ability is more of a restoration, rather than truly unlimited healing and recovery. In other words, it’s likely recorded my initial most complete state, and once a problem arises, it restores completely to this state."
He now vaguely understood a bit of its principle.
Soon, a layer of membrane was broken through instantly.
He entered the fifth layer once more.
Entering from here, the position was just at the opposite end of the Celestial God Hall.
But now, this blue crystal hall no longer emitted light.
Instead, it was filled with marks of disintegration, destruction, and fractures everywhere.
The ground belonging to the Divine Buddha Platform also started to show irregular cracks of varying thickness.
Perhaps it won’t take long before this place falls.
’All the power accumulated by Spirit Flying Heaven has been taken away, and coupled with the fact that I’ve eliminated all god and Buddha influences on the earth, I’m afraid there’s no way to stabilize at the fifth layer any longer....’
Zhang Rongfang assessed the situation in his mind, without any surprise.
Since the moment the Moon God departed, it had been settled.
He thought for a moment, then, with a flutter of his wings, he rushed into the hall.
Unfortunately, inside was emptiness all around, with nothing left behind.
Gods and Buddhas seemed to never rely on external items; they solely depended on themselves from beginning to end.
Their own bodies were the strongest weapons.
Looking at these many encounters.
Zhang Rongfang had already roughly understood.
The weapon of gods and Buddhas is actually their divine power.
Their various true seal techniques seemed diverse.
They are actually high-concentration divine power, cleverly executed through various combinations.
After all, divine power combined with conscious emotion and martial arts realm can also erupt with entirely different power.
Just like how different martial artists practice martial arts, training their breath and essence blood.
Yet the power varies vastly.
Understanding this point.
He flapped his wings, flying out of the hall, not looking back, but heading upwards to the fourth layer.
The Moon God has left, and the other gods were too depleted in their main bodies during the previous battle.
Even if they could revive in the Void, there wouldn’t be many earthly forces supporting them.
Then it’d lead to a vicious cycle, destined to only fall into the abyss of oblivion.
Everything seemed settled.
Now, he should indeed explore the higher layers of Taoyuan.
He didn’t believe that once the Moon God received stronger power would there be no attempt to explore higher layers.
And after exploring, if he still insists on going out, perhaps he truly has his reasons.
Soon, a wall formed by white clouds appeared before him.
Zhang Rongfang did not hesitate and rushed upward.
Poof!
He suddenly felt like he entered a gelatinous world.
Everything around carried great resistance, making each flap of his bat wings extremely exhausting.
Soon, the white smoke before him emptied out. Successfully entering the fourth layer.
The fourth layer was shrouded in darkness, with much dimmer light above than below.
On the rock walls on both sides, various interactive area platforms could be seen everywhere.
At a glance, over a dozen could be seen.
’Last time I didn’t notice, the heavenly light here is actually dimmed so much.
If this heavenly light is truly as the Moon God said, the gods and Buddhas’ expectation and hope for the heavenly light outside, then.... its dimming now, does it represent....’
He didn’t think further.
Nor did he linger, continuing upwards.
This time he wanted to try, to see if he could further ascend to the higher layers of Taoyuan.
The enormous bat wings kept vibrating as Zhang Rongfang soared through the white mist like a crimson arrow.
Before long, a new layer of white cloud formed a wall blocking his path.
He slowed down, reaching out to touch the cloud wall.
Where he touched, the cloud wall was extremely hard, like a stone wall carved with cloud patterns.
Yet it seemed that the cloud wall was constantly changing, shifting, and flowing.
This strange sensation stirred an unusual feeling within Zhang Rongfang.
’If this cloud wall and barrier represent the boundary between levels of power, then with Spirit Flying Heaven and Moon God only at the fifth layer, what exactly exists in the fourth or third layers?’
He pondered, stepping back several dozen meters, then suddenly charged upward with all his might.
Bang!
He slammed into the cloud wall, causing it to dent inward, but he was also rebounded away.
Shaking his head, the fresh blood on Zhang Rongfang’s forehead automatically stopped.
’It seems I can’t go any higher.’ He decided against using his ultimate move to ascend, thinking that if it would barely suffice to get up there, then going up might not be beneficial anyway.
It’s better to stay in a safe place and accumulate more power.
After all, his power does not rely on accumulating the brain matter of ordinary people like a Divine Buddha.
Just as he was about to turn and descend.
Suddenly, from the vast number of interactive platforms around, a faint rustling sound emerged.
’What sound is that?’
Zhang Rongfang paused, looking around, his gaze jumping from one interactive platform to another.
The surrounding noise seemed to quiet down as he paused.
But, two seconds later.
A white shadow shot out from one of the interactive platforms, flying straight toward him.
The white shadow was semi-transparent and humanoid with a twisted face that could not be seen clearly.
Inside its body, a thin line like molten lava faintly shone with light.
If Zhang Rongfang hadn’t explored those platforms before, he might not have recognized the identity of this white shadow.
But now he recognized it at a glance; the indistinct uniform on the white shadow was worn by the desiccated corpses within those platforms.
The white shadow was extremely fast, but to him, it was only at the fourth layer’s level. He had plenty of leeway for either blocking or counterattacking.
Blood Screen!
Suddenly, a mist of blood automatically condensed in front of Zhang Rongfang, forming a crystal wall like Red Jade.
As he became more adept at manipulating blood, moves he couldn’t accomplish before were now easily achievable.
Poof!
The white shadow collided fiercely with the Blood Screen, its head instantly disintegrating, followed by its body.
The molten red line inside its body, unimpeded, stabbed directly at the Blood Screen.
Poof!
The Blood Screen was pierced most of the way through before the molten red line was corroded and disappeared.
Zhang Rongfang’s gaze sharpened as he looked at the other platforms.
Sure enough, around all the platforms, there appeared countless semi-transparent humanoid silhouettes.
Their bodies twisted, flying in an irregular orbit, all converging and rushing toward him.
"Blood River!"
Zhang Rongfang spread his arms wide, countless blood droplets falling from him.
The blood transformed into a mist, instantly enveloping the surroundings.
Even without the assistance of Essence Qi from heaven and earth, his life attribute had now reached a terrifying level.
At this moment, the blood turned into mist, covering a two-hundred-meter radius in an instant.
To achieve the strongest effect, he increased the density of the blood mist to the maximum rather than mindlessly expanding it.
Poof, poof, poof....
Countless white silhouettes madly rushed into the blood mist, starting to disintegrate and vanish some distance in.
By the time they reached Zhang Rongfang’s location, they had completely disappeared.
Time slowly passed.
About ten minutes later.
The surroundings gradually quieted down.
Zhang Rongfang, with a thought, dispelled the blood mist and looked around.
All the white silhouettes had been completely eliminated in the confrontation just now.
The power of these silhouettes was like a vast array of expendable beings with the might of a Celestial God’s strike.
Dealing with these entities felt no different in expenditure from dealing with the deities before.
’But this is the fourth layer. It can’t really be the same as the sixth layer. So.....’
His gaze instantly locked onto a black shadow rapidly approaching from his side.
The black shadow had broad wings like his, but they were black rather than red.
As the distance closed, the black shadow gradually revealed its form.
Its limbs were humanoid, but its face consisted solely of a huge, circular maw.
Embedded in the center of its chest was a vicious purple-red vertical eye.
As it approached, an overwhelming oppressive feeling swept over Zhang Rongfang.
He frowned slightly, fixating on the figure.
"Who are you!?" he spoke first, using the lock language.
The figure paused, seeming momentarily stunned before the gigantic mouth occupying its face suddenly grinned, lunging toward Zhang Rongfang.
"Still alive... hahaha!! There’s still a living one!!"
The figure laughed wildly, emitting a frenzied shout.
"With your spirit, merge into my demonic power!!"
Its form suddenly split into dozens of figures, attacking Zhang Rongfang from all directions.
"Can’t communicate?" Countless blood droplets floated in front of Zhang Rongfang, forming a blood wall.