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“What has happened?”

“Ancestor…?”

“Blood Demon…?”

“That is… Supreme Meng Fuyao of the Haoqi Sect!”

The Ice Palace shattered, and the sea of blood reappeared. It was once again suppressed by divine spells, becoming besieged on all sides, a standoff between the two forces.

This scene left all the cultivators at the base of the mountain utterly dumbfounded.

It wasn’t just the loose cultivators; disciples, elders, and stewards from the Seven Sects were also looking at each other in disbelief, clueless about what had transpired.

What has happened?

Wasn’t the Blood Demon sealed? Why has the sea of blood reappeared now? Could it be that something went wrong?

Out of the Seven Sects, only the three monks from Buddhism, along with Sect Master Li Qiankun of the Haoqi Sect, and Supreme Meng Fuyao, whose arrival time was unknown, remained.

Where were the three ancestors of the Three Sects of Snow God?

Where had they gone?

What in the world happened?

Everyone was exchanging glances, not understanding, feeling even more helpless.

Just then…

“Disciples of the Haoqi Sect heed my command, the Three Sects of Snow God have fallen to the Demon Path. Sikong Ya of Snow God Peak, Yu Wuxin of the Ice Polar Palace, and Luo Lie of Great Xing Mountain are all incarnations of the Blood Demon. Capture all members of these three sects immediately—anyone who resists shall be treated as a Demon Object.”

“Disciples of Longhua Temple heed my command…”

“Disciples of the Vajra Sect heed my command…”

“Disciples of the Great Brahma Temple heed my command…”

“Disciples of the Three Sects of Snow God, your ancestors have fallen to the Demon Path, and are now mere puppets of the Blood Demon. If you do not wish to be tainted by this corruption, then submit yourselves without resistance. Our Four Sects will be lenient upon clarification. Otherwise, you will be considered accomplices to the evil, and will be executed without exception!”

Four enormous divine consciousness transmissions explained the situation to the disciples of the Four Sects and the members of the Three Sects in an instant.

It was an order from Li Qiankun, the leader of the Four Sects.

Though the incident was sudden and completely unexpected, the cultivators from the sects were after all sect cultivators and quickly came to their senses, looking coldly towards the members of the Three Sects of Snow God.

To this, the people of the Three Sects felt innocent and found the accusation preposterous, but they did not want to be tied up and slaughtered without a fight. They immediately adopted a confrontational stance.

The flames of battle that had just been quelled were on the verge of erupting once more.

No, they had already erupted!

“Ahhh!!!”

Within the Three Sects of Snow God, someone screamed in agony.

“Third Elder?”

The surrounding disciples’ complexions changed as they saw the screaming person’s clothes explode, revealing a body entwined with blood-red threads.

A naked body wrapped in blood threads, which penetrated muscles and bones, leaving the internal organs exposed. In an instant, the person turned into a blood creature.

The blood creature screamed, rolled on the ground, and then transformed into a mass of flesh. Countless crimson tendrils, like tentacles, reached out, violently expanding outward.

“Ah!”

“Oh no!”

“Save me…!”

Several nearby disciples were too slow to react and were entangled by the crimson blood shadow, forcibly pulled into the mass of flesh.

“A Blood Demon Fetus!”

“It really has fallen to the Demon Path!”

“Kill!!!”

This scene threw the members of the Three Sects into panic and solidified the resolve of the disciples from the Four Sects, who immediately unleashed a barrage of attack spells, targeting the rampaging Blood Demon Fetus.

“Ahhh!!!”

At the same time, with cries of anguish, within the Three Sects of Snow God, several more began to wail, losing control and transforming into Demon Fetuses.

Not only the Three Sects of Snow God, even among the Haoqi Sect and the ranks of the loose cultivators, some underwent the change, mutating into Demon Fetuses.

The disciples of the Seven Sects were caught off guard. In an instant, the casualties were heavy, and the situation became chaotic in a blink of an eye.

“Let’s go!”

The scene was complete chaos, filled with the sounds of combat.

Seeing this, some loose cultivators immediately took action, not even thinking before rushing to escape.

What had occurred?

They still weren’t quite clear on that.

But what they did know very clearly was that as loose cultivators, they didn’t need to muddle through this mess.

Before, they were swept into the battle because the Blood Moon hung high in the sky and the Demon Realm emerged; there was no escape.

But now…

One after another, the loose cultivators either mounted Escape Lights or activated their Magic Artifacts, displaying their Divine Skills as they fled from the battlefield.

However, as soon as they left the gates of Great Xing Mountain, everyone stopped in their tracks.

“Motherf*cker!!!”

Looking outside the mountain gate at the surging, re-enclosing Demon Realm, and the blood-red moonlight appearing again in the sky, they could only curse loudly.

…

The battle below had devolved into chaos.

The standoff above continued.

In face of such a sudden turn of events, the expressions of the five people remained unchanged, clearly having anticipated this.

The Supreme Haoqi, having undergone Corpse Resolution and Divinity Transformation.

Meng Fuyao, looking up, glanced at the Blood Moon in the sky, then at the sea of blood and Blood Demon: “If there are no other tricks up your sleeve, I fear that today, you might not escape your fate, friend!”

Within the sea of blood, Zheng Yin, with his white hair and blood-red garments, chuckled coldly: “As long as the Blood Moon does not fade and the sea of blood does not dry, the Blood God will not perish. You may have all your tricks, but you will only be able to seal me for a century at best. Now with only you two Confucians and three monks left and the Five Sects having undergone Corpse Resolution, you dream of Ascension within a hundred years—it’s delusional!”

“There’s no need for concern, friend,”

Meng Fuyao’s faint smile remained: “Destiny may shift, and the fate of the heavens changes even more so. As long as you don’t interfere, we are sure to see four more Corpse Resolutions within a century, fulfilling our great vow of Ascension. When the time comes, we will take you with us, provoke a Heavenly Tribulation, exterminate the demonic calamity, achieve full merit, and sever the karmic cycle.”

Having said that, he observed Zheng Yin’s reaction: “Are you confident that your sea of blood can withstand the Heavenly Tribulation?”

“Hmph!!!”

Hearing this, even the Blood Demon’s complexion turned ashen, and he said through gritted teeth: “See if you can take me down first!”

After that, he reached into his abdomen again and pulled out a Demon Soldier.

The Demon Soldier was crimson, like coagulated blood, clearer than before, looking like a vividly red Blood Scorpion, formed from layers of curved and sharp blades. Its edge was extremely fine and thin, covered with blood vessels throughout the structure.

It was the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade!

Seeing this formidable Demon Object, Meng Fuyao’s gaze also hardened, and then he sighed: “Once beings of Ancient Immortals, now transformed into a demonic object by corrupt blood, it is lamentable, pitiable, and detestable!”