Start with the fisherman

"He was injured by Cao Ze!"

The old man said softly.

Everyone present were grandmasters, so they could hear it clearly.

"what?"

The Sword Sect disciple exclaimed, and Qin Yaoguang's eyes lit up. Sure enough, the growth rate of the little junior brother in recent days is still amazing!

She finally felt relieved. Although Cao Ze had told her that the Phantom Soul Powder was useless to him, she still couldn't help but worry. But now it seems that her junior brother might really have a way to deal with it.

Others were also secretly astonished. That little guy from Donghai County was really amazing!

"Cao Ze?"

"How dare he?"

"He injured Senior Brother Chu and drove him out?"

Another Sword Sect disciple widened his eyes, "Is Senior Brother Ling just going to ignore this?"

The old master shook his head slightly, "Ling Xiaoyu fought with Cao Ze for the first lotus platform, lost, fell into the blood pool, and his life or death is unknown!"

There was dead silence in the pool of blood.

The old master shook his head and didn't say much. After witnessing the outcome of that battle, they were not much better than these people. He set out towards the blood pool again. He wanted to pass on this message as soon as possible.

"Senior Yan, is this true?"

At this time, another disciple from the Sword Sect stopped another old master.

The old master nodded with a complicated expression, said no more, and hurried out of the blood pool.

At this moment, the Sword Sect disciples looked at each other in bewilderment, each with an expression as if they had seen a ghost.

The other warriors were also stunned and shocked.

Who could have thought that a little fellow from a remote place like Donghai County could actually overthrow Ling Xiaoyu, the leader of the Sword Sect and the top of the Tianjiao List.

"This……"

Even Qin Yaoguang opened his eyes wide and felt a little dizzy.

Junior brother defeated Ling Xiaoyu?
Although she had confidence in her junior brother and hoped that he could make a big splash and gain huge benefits in the blood pool, but she actually defeated Ling Xiaoyu?

She still felt a little unreal.

If it was anyone else it would be fine, but that person is Ling Xiaoyu!
As she often went in and out of the open sea, she had heard more about Ling Xiaoyu's deeds. She even saw with her own eyes Ling Xiaoyu kill a monster that was equivalent to a ninth-level grandmaster.

Some time ago, he even fought with a powerful being in the Dharmakaya realm and escaped unscathed!

Being able to defeat Ling Xiaoyu, does that mean that Junior Brother has already possessed the strength of a great master in the Dharmakaya Realm?
Even though her junior brother was extremely talented, she thought that defeating Yun Che was already his limit. If he faced Ling Xiaoyu, he would have no chance of winning.

But judging from the reactions of these old seniors, this matter cannot be false.

Ye Shijie's body was shaking and his face was a little pale. He still wanted to target Cao Ze, but now it seems that the gap between them is simply insurmountable.

But soon, he sighed again.

Such a genius was actually possessed by a ghostly soul and had no chance of obtaining a Dharma body.

The Yuwen family is really despicable. If I could create my own Dharma body...

There was a flash of murderous intent in Ye Shijie's eyes.

……

Outside the blood pool,
After experiencing that terrifying roar that felt like the sky was falling and the earth was collapsing, the blood pool finally returned to calm.

But soon, they saw Mo Shang, the withered and flourishing finger, shooting out from the blood mist.

Mo Shang rushed out of the blood pool without saying a word and left the garden. He didn't even stay in Donghai County for long. He went straight out of the county city and sank into the vast ocean.

After Mo Shang, Chu Feng also came out. Then, a large group of people rushed out from the blood mist, fleeing in panic as if there was a monster behind them.

Seeing this, many people turned around and ran out of the blood pool.

How could they know that most of these people had no idea what was going on. They just saw Mo Shang, Chu Feng, and a group of old seniors running out of the blood pool, and thought that something had happened in the blood pool, so they ran out as well.

As they joined, the team escaping from the blood pool grew larger and larger, naturally attracting more people.

You know, the blood pool is usually open for about a month, but now, in less than a day, more than half of the people have voluntarily chosen to withdraw.

Once you exit the blood pool, you will never be able to enter it again in this life.

"Brother Wang, how many Dharmakaya realm masters will emerge when the blood pool opens this time?"

On the clouds, Yuwen Song was leisurely sipping wine, looking at the blood pool below, with some memories in his eyes, "I remember the last time, Liu Tong, who was at the top of the Tianjiao list, forged a Dharma body three months after coming out of the blood pool. Of the top ten of their generation, nine have already produced Dharma bodies!"

"so what?"

"Non-my family, its heart must be different!"

"These guys won't thank us from Donghai County for this. They won't remember our kindness."

Wang Jinghai looked down on them, obviously having some complaints about these so-called geniuses, "It's a pity that the younger generations are not up to par. No one has made it into the top ten of the genius list for many years."

Yuwensong looked over with a smile, and Wang Jinghai then remembered that Donghai County did have a person who could rank among the top ten of the Tianjiao list. Unfortunately, this person had to die.

The two said no more. When they were young, they had traveled to various places in Daqian and had seen real strong people.

Even if they are in the same Dharmakaya realm, they are still divided into different levels. They don't have any ambitions now, and being a local tyrant in Donghai County is pretty good.

Suddenly, the two turned their heads and looked at the pool of blood below.

I saw a figure suddenly running out from the pool of blood and quickly going away.

"Withered and flourishing refers to Mo Shang?"

Yuwensong murmured, the blood pool has only been opened for less than a day, how come this guy came out?

Could it be related to the movement in the blood pool just now?
Although he was very curious, he did not stop Mo Shang to ask for clarification, because Mo Shang was the son of King Zhenbei, he could not afford to offend him, and there were many figures in the blood mist behind him, they did not need to offend Mo Shang.

“Chu Feng!”

The next person who came out of the blood pool made Yu Wensong embarrassed again. The King of Zhenbei couldn't afford to offend him, and the Sword Sect certainly couldn't afford to offend him either.

After Chu Feng came out of the blood pool, he did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he released a series of jade talismans. No one knew what message they were conveying, but a genius like Chu Feng was willing to give up the opportunity in the blood pool to convey it.

Without letting them wait long, Yuwen Song soon saw a ninth-level grandmaster of the Yuwen family. He raised his hand and waved, and the grandmaster flew towards the clouds involuntarily as soon as he jumped out of the blood pool.

The man did not resist. After he reached the cloud, he quickly saluted. After looking at Wang Jinghai beside him, he said without asking any more questions, "Cao Ze and Ling Xiaoyu fought, and Ling Xiaoyu was defeated and fell into the lake!"

With just these few words, the sky above the blood pool suddenly became stormy, as if a terrible thunderstorm had been spawned.

There are more than just Yuwen Song and Wang Jinghai, two Dharmakaya realm masters, in this cloud.

"Elaborate!"

Yuwensong's expression became serious, and a storm was brewing.

The ninth-level Grandmaster was a little trembling, but he was a peak Grandmaster after all, so he quickly recounted the story of Cao Ze appearing in the core area, sweeping Chu Feng, defeating Qiu Kong Xing, and slashing Ling Xiaoyu with a knife. "Cao Ze?!"

The original ease and leisure disappeared, and a faint shadow of a phoenix appeared behind Yuwen Song, and terrifying power swept in all directions. It was obvious that he was so excited that he could no longer accurately control his own strength.

He could actually defeat Ling Xiaoyu!
I'm probably only half a step away from the Dharmakaya realm!

Yuwensong was shocked. He thought he had overestimated the boy enough, but even so, the boy still exceeded his expectations time and time again.

Damn!

How could such a monster exist in the world?
The two sides have long been mortal enemies, and there is no room for maneuver.

Yuwen Song once again felt a strong murderous intent in his heart. He was even prepared to be killed by An Changlin after killing Cao Ze.

But at this moment, stars appeared above the blood pool and the Zhoutian Star Array was fully activated. Obviously, An Changlin had also received the news.

"Brother Yuwen, there is no need to panic!"

Wang Jinghai reminded in a low voice, "No matter how powerful a Grandmaster is, he is still just a Grandmaster!"

Yuwensong understood what Wang Jinghai meant. Cao Ze was poisoned by the Phantom Soul Powder and would never have a Dharma body in this lifetime. There was no need for them to be so anxious to kill him.

But for some reason, he always had an ominous premonition in his heart, like a dark cloud hanging over his heart, which could not be shaken off.

But he also understood that if An Changlin used all his strength to activate the Zhoutian Star Array, even if he was determined to fight for his life, there was only a small chance that he could kill Cao Ze.

The powerful beings in the Dharmakaya realm are also divided into different levels!
"A natural born monster!"

"Then let's see whether you are stronger or the Phantom Soul Powder is stronger!"

His eyes were gloomy for a long while before Yu Wensong let out a light breath, but his tightly furrowed brows could not be relaxed for a long time.

……

Above the blood pool, where many powerful people in the Dharmakaya realm gathered, in the rolling sea of ​​clouds.

A figure stood with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in a white robe, with sword-like brows and bright eyes. He looked towards the blood pool shrouded in blood mist, as if he could see the scene inside clearly through the blood mist.

"interesting!"

The young man in green murmured something in a low voice, then waved his hand. A green sword light sank into the blood mist below. Only a dozen breaths later, a figure followed the green sword light back to the sea of ​​clouds.

The figure had a pale face and the light in his eyes was gone, like a soulless walking corpse. It was Ling Xiaoyu who fell into the lake.

The powerful ones in the Dharmakaya realm cannot enter the blood pool, but they are not completely without the means to influence the blood pool.

Of course, not everyone can do this, at least Yu Wensong can't do it.

"Master!"

Ling Xiaoyu was stunned for a long while before he bowed to the middle-aged man in blue in a daze.

After he mastered the Yuhua Feisheng Sword Technique, he really was like ascending to heaven. Not only did he leave his peers far behind, but even many masters of the older generation were no match for him.

Especially some time ago, after fighting with a powerful Dharmakaya realm master in the outer sea, his self-confidence reached its peak, and his energy and spirit also climbed to the peak. With this momentum of winning every battle, his cultivation also advanced by leaps and bounds.

Even the threshold of the Dharmakaya realm that had trapped countless geniuses could be easily broken by him. He felt that nothing in this world could stop him.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated by an unknown person who was also only a grandmaster.

He began to doubt the way he practiced!
"Why, you can't do it after losing once, and you still want to ascend to heaven?"

Song Qingshan didn't look at Ling Xiaoyu, but looked at the blood pool below.

Ling Xiaoyu didn't look at anything and didn't answer.

After a long silence, Song Qingshan sighed and spoke again, "What do you think the strongest swordsman is like?"

"We will cut through mountains and cut off rivers. We will be unstoppable and invincible!"

Ling Xiaoyu opened his mouth, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes again. He was like this in the past.

But this ray of light soon dimmed, and now he has been defeated.

"Want to hear your master's story?"

Song Qingshan did not comment, and regardless of whether Ling Xiaoyu was willing or not, he spoke slowly, "When your great master entered the sect, he was mediocre among the disciples of that generation in the Sword Sect, and he almost failed to enter the inner sect. There were countless people who were stronger than your great master.

But later, your great master transcended the Dharmakaya realm and achieved the Tao realm, while those who were stronger than your great master had long been lost in the long river of history.

Do you know why? "

Ling Xiaoyu's eyes were full of confusion. He knew who the great-grandmaster his master was referring to. It was the last person in the Sword Sect who had surpassed the Dharmakaya realm, the ancestor of the Sword Sect!

But he didn't know what his master said. The ancestor had lived for thousands of years, and the things that happened in his childhood had long been lost in the dust of history.

A hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

Even he couldn't help but be interested in the past of the Dao Realm Ancestor.

"Because the strongest sword cultivator is never the one who wins every battle, but the one who can get up again and keep moving forward even after failing a hundred times!

Throughout his life, your master was defeated countless times, whether in sparring with fellow disciples or in training outside, but none of them defeated him!
That’s why he can become the strongest!
Do you understand?"

Ling Xiaoyu was touched. He didn't know that his master had such an experience.

But having just experienced such a huge failure, it was not easy for him to cheer up immediately, but at least he was no longer like a walking corpse.

"You should be thankful that you have such an opponent among your peers!"

"Otherwise, the path of martial arts would be too monotonous."

Song Qingshan continued to speak.

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoyu finally felt a little bit of fighting spirit in his heart again, and his eyes became much more excited.

His martial arts journey is still long, and he wants to reach the pinnacle of martial arts step by step like his master!
But soon, he lost interest again.

"Unfortunately, he was poisoned by the Phantom Soul Powder."

After returning this time, he will start to condense his Dharma body. With his level of attainment, he will definitely succeed.

When he entered the Dharmakaya realm, Cao Ze, who was trapped in the Grandmaster realm due to the Phantom Soul Powder, was no longer on the same level as him. It was a pity that he could not defeat him head-on.

Song Qingshan smiled, "Do you think that with his current strength, the Phantom Soul Powder can really trap him?"

Ling Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then it suddenly dawned on him that the Phantom Soul Powder could indeed lock up a grandmaster from comprehending the world, but it could only lock up a grandmaster. Cao Ze had already activated the Tao Seed, and his soul realm was no different from the Dharmakaya realm. How could the Phantom Soul Powder possibly trap him?

"Great!"

Ling Xiaoyu was overjoyed. His original decadence was almost gone, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit. "I hope he is not a flash in the pan and can keep up with my cultivation speed. Otherwise, it will be too disappointing!"

The art of swordplay is all about doing it in one go, with unstoppable force, and the speed of practice is extremely fast.

After forging the Dharma body, he will enter a period of rapid growth. He does not want Cao Ze to fall behind, otherwise, even if he wins, it will be boring.

Song Qingshan nodded with satisfaction, waved his sleeves, and the two of them turned into flowing light and disappeared into the distance.

Yuwen Song looked up to the sky, feeling somewhat disappointed. He had thought that the Sword Sect member would attack Cao Ze. (End of this chapter)