Lin Qinghan spurred the Thousand Mechanism Umbrella, encountering the Blood Demon Ancestor in battle.
The Supreme Solar Fire of the Thousand Mechanism Umbrella made even the Blood Demon Ancestor, who had manifested the Law of Heaven and Earth divine skill, frown.
The Blood Demon Ancestor frenziedly devoured the sanguineous qi within the Blood Fiend Formation, condensing overwhelming blood claws to clash with the Thousand Mechanism Umbrella.
This claw carried the combined cultivation of the Blood Demon Ancestor as well as twelve Blood Sea Palace Elders—destructive enough to annihilate heaven and earth!
The Thousand Mechanism Umbrella trembled violently as Lin Qinghan alone couldn’t withstand the combined force of the Blood Demon Ancestor and the twelve Blood Sea Palace Elders.
Both sides continually injected their True Qi, seeking to suppress each other.
“Pfft.”
Lin Qinghan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her wounds that were healing tore open once again, bringing waves of agony, but she had no choice but to endure.
If struck by the blood claw, there would be a nine out of ten chance of perishing right there.
“We of the Blood Sea Palace have laid out a sure-kill trap, no need to struggle in vain anymore.”
The Blood Demon Ancestor’s expression was cold as his blood claws continued to descend.
Suddenly, the Blood Demon Ancestor noticed that Lu Changsheng had disappeared.
Had the guy abandoned Lin Qinghan and escaped alone?
Indeed, in the face of life and death, not many could share in adversity.
If it had been the Blood Demon Ancestor, for the sake of self-preservation, he would not hesitate to abandon Lin Qinghan, or even his own parents.
However, the Blood Demon Ancestor’s target was not Lu Changsheng, but to kill the Holy Maiden of Tai Hua Holy Land.
“Not right!”
The Blood Demon Ancestor suddenly glanced behind him only to see that at some point, Lu Changsheng had already appeared at his back. In Lu Changsheng’s hand was an Immortal Sword emanating a faint purple light, and astonishingly, Hongmeng Purple Qi had emerged along the blade of this sword!
Lu Changsheng had swallowed the sixteen-grade Nine Yang Holy Transformation Pill, elevating his qi to the current extremes!
Lu Changsheng, wielding the Zixiao Immortal Sword, went all out in a do-or-die effort!
His target was the Blood Demon Ancestor, whose realm was several levels higher than his!
The Blood Demon Ancestor was engaged in a magical duel with Lin Qinghan, and now was the time when his guard was at its lowest!
The Zixiao Immortal Sword struck towards the Blood Demon Ancestor, who was so shocked that his face turned pale, hastily extending another hand.
A second blood claw formed in mid-air, trying to snatch at Lu Changsheng.
However, the Zixiao Immortal Sword, being a mid-grade Holy Artifact, with its Sword Qi formed from condensed Hongmeng Purple Qi, cut through everything in its path, piercing the blood claw and stabbing into the chest of the Blood Demon Ancestor!
“Ahhhh!!”
The Blood Demon Ancestor let out a heart-wrenching scream!
He had actually been ambushed by a junior whose cultivation was far below his own!
With his notorious reputation as the fearsome Blood Demon Ancestor, now all his face was lost!
The Zixiao Immortal Sword continued to ravage the body of the Blood Demon Ancestor, who quickly withdrew the blood claws suppressing Lin Qinghan, directing all the bloodshade qi back into his body to prevent the Hongmeng Purple Qi from further destroying his vitality.
The Blood Demon Ancestor’s Demonic Body dissolved into a sea of blood, escaping from the Zixiao Immortal Sword, and recondensed his physical form in the distance.
The Blood Demon Ancestor’s face was deathly pale, drenched in cold sweat.
Although he, relying on his boundless Demonic Cultivation Skills, wasn’t killed by Lu Changsheng’s Zixiao Immortal Sword, being directly pierced in the flesh by the sword dealt a heavy injury to the Blood Demon Ancestor.
The Hongmeng Purple Qi from the Zixiao Immortal Sword even damaged the Blood Demon Ancestor’s Primordial Spirit.
The other twelve Blood Sea Palace Elders who made up the Blood Fiend Formation attacking Lin Qinghan were utterly shocked.
How could the Blood Demon Ancestor of the nefarious Blood Sea Palace, notorious for his wickedness, be ambushed and heavily wounded by a junior whose realm was far below his own?
“Indeed troublesome…”
Lu Changsheng knew that Daluo Golden Immortals were not easy to handle, particularly ones like the Blood Demon Ancestor, whose physical body had become so strong that not even the Zixiao Immortal Sword could kill with one strike.
Lu Changsheng’s ambush failed to kill the Blood Demon Ancestor, and now there was no more opportunity.
Lin Qinghan’s situation became even more dire. Operating the Thousand Mechanism Umbrella, she had expended a massive amount of True Qi and suffered attacks from the Blood Fiend Formation assembled by the twelve Blood Sea Palace Elders. The bloodshade, like ferocious blood dragons with bared teeth and claws, surged and struck at her.
Lin Qinghan was repeatedly severely injured.
“You little devil, now let’s see what tricks you have left,” the Blood Demon Ancestor, having suffered a heavy injury, stared at Lu Changsheng with a fierce gaze, not believing Lu Changsheng had any more moves to break the situation.
Lu Changsheng took out a Thunder Talisman, True Qi surged into it, and the talisman flashed with dark purple lightning.
Lu Changsheng spoke with deliberate pauses, “Brilliant Divine Thunder, annihilate the evil demons.”
The talismans began to burn fiercely, summoning the Chaos Divine Thunder!
“Sixteenth grade talismans—Chaos Divine Thunder Talisman!”
The Blood Demon Ancestor and twelve Blood Sea Palace Elders felt their scalps tingle.
How could this obscure Loose Immortal have so many tricks up his sleeve?
Countless Chaos Heavenly Thunders descended from the sky, and the Blood Demon Ancestor along with the Blood Sea Palace Elders had no choice but to divert their attention to intercept the Chaos Heavenly Thunders.
Cultivating Demonic Arts makes one particularly vulnerable to thunder magic; should they be struck by the Chaos Divine Thunder, their Three Souls and Seven Spirits might sustain damage.
Lin Qinghan, in a fierce battle with the Blood Demon Ancestor and twelve Blood Sea Palace Elders, had already exhausted her True Qi, and her delicate body swayed, on the verge of collapse.
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Seeing her condition, Lu Changsheng used another Spatial Talisman to appear below and catch the falling Lin Qinghan.
Lin Qinghan, nearly fainting due to the depletion of her True Qi, realized she was caught by Lu Changsheng and whispered softly, “I’m sorry, this time I’ve dragged you down with me.”
“Then, after we escape later, you’ll owe me a big favor.”
“Hm?”
Lin Qinghan replied subconsciously before realizing what Lu Changsheng meant—did he still have a way to escape?
She saw Lu Changsheng’s confident and resolute expression, and in an instant, she felt an inexplicable sense of security.
With his left hand, Lu Changsheng held the injured Lin Qinghan, and with his right hand, he channeled a talisman into the Zixiao Immortal Sword, concentrating all the Sword Qi at one point. Seizing the moment while the Blood Demon Ancestor and the twelve Blood Sea Palace Elders were distracted by the Chaos Divine Thunders, he focused on breaking a point in the Blood Realm.
Lu Changsheng poured almost all the Hongmeng Purple Qi into the Zixiao Immortal Sword and used talismans to reinforce its strength. The Zixiao Immortal Sword finally broke through the Blood Realm, and he escaped with Lin Qinghan to safety, then immediately used the Spatial Talisman to flee thousands of miles away.
“Damn it!”
It was the second time the Blood Demon Ancestor was outwitted by Lu Changsheng, and the second time he sustained an injury, felt like he was being toyed with. Enraged and humiliated, the furious Blood Demon Ancestor destroyed the island with his bare hands.
On Perching Wind Island, as the Blood Sea Palace’s people were focused on pursuing Lu Changsheng and Lin Qinghan, Su Xiaoqi, Daoist Luo Yu, Star Sword Daoist, and others gathered here.
The third squad from Tai Hua Holy Land had arrived.
Lin Qinghan had been ambushed, and Tai Hua Holy Land erupted in anger; this time, they sent dozens of powerful individuals from the Holy Land, each with a formidable presence. Daoist Luo Yu and Star Sword Daoist were both deeply alarmed.
At the forefront was a middle-aged man in white, with a square face and an ashen complexion.
His presence was understated yet formidable, but with a look of displeasure on his face, he exerted a pressure far greater than Lin Qinghan on Daoist Luo Yu and Star Sword Daoist.
Daoist Luo Yu quickly briefed the man on what had transpired.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, “The Blood Sea Palace dares to provoke our Tai Hua Holy Land? They’re truly courting death.”
Just as he was preparing to lead others to search for Lin Qinghan, a figure arrived by Sword Flight while holding another person.
“Daoist Changsheng has returned!”
“Master!”
Daoist Luo Yu, Su Xiaoqi, and the others were overjoyed.
They never expected Lu Changsheng and Lin Qinghan could escape from the Blood Sea Palace’s pursuit.
The middle-aged man, seeing that Lin Qinghan had not perished, had his ashen face soften slightly, but he frowned upon seeing Lu Changsheng holding her.
When Lu Changsheng saw everyone was safe and unharmed, he confirmed once again that the Blood Sea Palace’s target was to hunt down Lin Qinghan.
The middle-aged man said coldly to Lu Changsheng, “You can hand her over to me now.”
Lu Changsheng did not comply obediently.
According to Lin Qinghan, there might be someone within Tai Hua Holy Land colluding with the Blood Sea Palace, and everyone was under suspicion.
Seeing that Lu Changsheng did not put down Lin Qinghan, the middle-aged man’s expression darkened even more.
Lin Qinghan said in a low voice, “Daoist Changsheng, you can trust him, he is my father.”
The father of the Holy Maiden from Tai Hua Holy Land?
Then was this man a high-ranking official of Tai Hua Holy Land?
The man in white sized up Lu Changsheng, unsure of his origins.
Lin Qinghan added, “He has saved me twice in a row.”
“Oh?”
The man in white’s expression softened slightly.