Immortal Soaring Blade

The cave at the bottom of the mountain.

The blood pool continued to release a thin layer of mist, and the smell of blood filled this small space.

The five stone altars exuded a faint glow, and one could feel the dense spirit force in the area.

A lot of the blood inside the blood pool had been consumed in a short period of time, and now less than ¼ of it remained. When the auras of the elders that went up disappeared, Wang Changrui felt it. Although he didn’t move, his brows furrowed even harder.

Although he didn’t know what had happened, since several elders had died in succession, it could not be anything good. Wang Changrui was impatient, but he couldn’t do anything. He had reached the last step of the secret method, and whether he succeeded would be decided now. He could not give up at this critical moment.

The deaths of the elders didn’t matter—he was worried that it would affect his plan. As long as he could successfully break through to the Soul Formation Realm, he wouldn’t have to worry about getting new subordinates. Once he returned to the Barbarian Forest, he would be able to do as he wished. Thinking about this, Wang Changrui urged the secret method to speed up the process of absorbing the blood essence and spirit force from the blood pool.

……

In the canyon.

Song Yuansheng and company used a similar method to kill the Eighth Elder as well. In a short period of time, the two critical formation eyes were destroyed.

The Head Elder coughed out a mouthful of blood. He had control of the formation, and now that the formation was damaged, he suffered injuries as well.

A soft rumble echoed and the blood fog around the four of them dispersed greatly. They could see clearly around them once more. After losing two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, the formation could no longer support itself.

When the blood fog disappeared, the Head Elder stared angrily at the four of them. The blood he coughed out had stained his white beard and condensed into a few drops of blood.

“Go die.” Song Rujing looked at the Head Elder in disgust. The Head Elder opened his mouth to speak, but Song Rujing didn’t even give him a chance.

A violent spirit force spread, exuding extreme heat. It seemed like Song Rujing had also tempered her body and her spirit force contained an attribute.

Facing the injured Head Elder, Song Rujing decided to use force to directly crush him!

“Attack together!” The Head Elder’s eyes were filled with fear, but he was not at peak condition. He still had the power to fight, but he didn’t want to end up like the other elders. The intent to retreat had already appeared in his heart, and he quickly shouted at the 30 or so disciples. Because he was so anxious, his voice was higher pitched than normal. He believed that these disciples could delay them long enough for him to escape.

After he gave the order, the Head Elder endured the pain in his body and released his red spirit force.

Song Rujing’s violent spirit force burned the red spirit force, but this gave time for the attacks from the disciples to arrive. Although they had lost two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, the formation could still be used to some effect. The Head Elder escaped immediately, ignoring the fate of these disciples.

A burst of light blocked the remains of Song Rujing’s violent spirit force. Song Yuansheng let out a cold snort and a ray of light shot out from his Eight Edge Devil Submission Mirror at the Head Elder and the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples.

At the same time, he muttered something and his hands formed seals. He let out a roar and his red wooden sword flew into the air with its tip pointed at the Head Elder’s back.

The light from the Eight Edge Devil Submission Mirror swept toward the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples in waves.

The right light contained daoist thunder, which countered the cultivation method the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples used. In an instant, it destroyed the formation the disciples were relying on.

The Head Elder felt like a needle was piercing at him. He wanted to resist but also felt helpless at the same time. If he stopped to resist this attack, he would have to stop and be caught. He could only release a layer of protective light around him and take this blow to escape.

The red wooden sword flew through the air and directly pierced through the blood-colored proactive layer the Head Elder had created. The protective layer was broken through and cracks continue to spread.

Immediately after, the red wooden sword directly pierced through the Head Elder’s abdomen and purple palace. The Head Elder’s expression was still frozen at having his protective layer broken. His mouth wide open and his eyes widened in shock.

A muffled sound echoed as dust was kicked up into the air and fell down the Head Elder’s fallen body. The Head Elder of the Blood Fiend Pavilion was dead, and his nascent soul didn’t even get to escape. The sword directly pierced through the head of his nascent soul, and there was no trace of vitality left.

The red wooden sword turned around and flew back into Song Yuansheng’s hand.

Song Yuansheng looked at the boy on the ground with completely calm eyes. There was no hint of joy in his eyes from killing the Head Elder.

Song Yuansheng had already anticipated this result, as he was a good counter to the spirit force attributes the members of the Blood Fiend Pavilion had. The ordinary-looking red wooden sword was his life flying sword and was made from the rare Soul Heart Wood.

Soul Heart Wood basically no longer existed, and this was a piece of wood from a tree a phoenix used to nest in. The wood contained powerful yang and fire attributes, so it was naturally effective against the Blood Fiend Pavilion’s Head Elder.

The moment the formation was broken, the almost 30 disciples were exposed. After losing three Nascent Soul Realm elders, these disciples were helpless. Even with nearly half of them at the Spirit Core Realm, they were lambs ready to be slaughtered before the top disciples of the holy lands. Not to mention, none of them even had a grade-5 or 6 spirit core—most only had grade 3 or 4.

These disciples couldn’t help but be shocked when they saw the elders dead on the ground. Some immediately ran for their lives, while others who still didn’t understand the situation attacked. The remaining just watched the situation.

Seeing that people were about to escape, Ling Bo Re’s expression became cold and she was about to make a move. Earlier, it was mostly the Song siblings who quickly dealt with the situation. Ling Bo Re was proud and she was the genius of the Hundred Flower Valley. This whole time, she had been outshined by the Song siblings. She wanted to show off her power even though she was lacking in spirit force right now.

“Let me deal with it. They dare to play with formations before me!”

Song Rujing let out a delicate roar, which caused Ling Bo Re to suddenly stop the spirit force inside her body. She looked at Song Rujing in amazement.

She saw Song Rujing put away the green spectre and put on a serious expression. Her hands began to move and release spirit force fluctuations. The speed of her hands increased, making for a dazzling sight.

After a few breaths of time, with a shout from Song Rujing, a strange spirit force fluctuation surrounded the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples. From the shape of the light, it was clearly a spirit formation!

In just a few breaths of time, Song Rujing had placed down a spirit formation. This was much better than what that sissy Zhou Hongyong could do. This level of talent was simply too shocking. Even Ling Bo Re was shocked and had to admire this little girl’s talent with spirit formations.

Thunderous rumbles echoed the moment this shining spirit formation was laid down. Then the almost 30 Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples who were either resisting or escaping all died instantly.

In just a moment, all the people from the Blood Fiend Pavilion were wiped out. Zhao Jiuge was completely stunned by this scene and couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air. It turned out that this harmless-looking little girl was terrifying. At the same time, Zhao Jiuge felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Compared to the top disciples of the other holy lands, his cultivation and foundation were far worse. After pondering for a bit, Zhao Jiuge felt a complicated emotion swell up inside himself. It looked like he was just here to drag them down. This made him feel somewhat uncomfortable. Then he thought about how they would have to go down to the belly of the mountain to meet the Pavilion Master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion next. Zhao Jiuge’s expression changed slightly and he seemed to have made a decision.

With the death of the Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples, the flashing lights and thunderous rumbles that filled the canyon disappeared. Calmness and darkness enveloped the canyon once more.

Except the bodies that covered the ground, the only thing left was the sound of the insects. It was as if nothing had happened.

The four of them looked at each other. In the end, it was Song Yuansheng who spoke. “Do we go down now?”

Aside from Song Yuansheng, everyone else was weakened because they had used a lot of spirit force during that last battle.

Although Song Yuansheng was speaking to everyone, he was looking toward Ling Bo Re. Seeing Ling Bo Re nod, he shouted, “Let’s go!”

The four of them entered the tunnel that led into the mountain. After the four of them went in, there was no other movement beside the fires that were still burning in the camp.