Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 344 - 176: Golden Blood Corpse, Spitting Blood with One Blow, Gloating Crowd

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In fact, long before Ye Xiaofan entered the 'Hundred Sects Battle Domain', Dugu Nan had already imparted all the ancient swords and sword techniques to Ye Xiaofan, except for the 'Dragon Emperor Sword' and the 'Dragon Emperor Technique'.

It can be said that at this moment, the ancient swords on Ye Xiaofan are not just seventy-three, but the One Hundred and Eight Swords, as well as the One Hundred and Eight Sword Techniques.

The two ancient swords he just tossed to Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen were the seventy-fourth and seventy-fifth swords, while he is currently still fusing the seventy-three swords.

At the moment when the seventy-three swords merged into one, it immediately drew the attention of the terrifying cultivators around. Countless terrifying figures watched the 'fused sword' exuding terrifying residual power, all shocked and discolored.

But seeing in that direction, amidst the surging sea of corpses.

The cultivator at the 'Spiritual Essence Realm Ninth Rank' early stage merely swung a sword forward, with a thousand-foot Sword Qi shattering the void, instantly sending countless blood corpses flying, collapsing a large area.

Suddenly.

"How terrifying is the fluctuation of the Sword Qi. Isn't this person just a cultivator at the 'Spiritual Essence Realm Ninth Rank' early stage? How could he unleash such terrifying power?"

Those terrifying figures who had been inwardly mocking a moment ago all felt the power emanating from Ye Xiaofan's 'fused sword', and were all eyes filled with shock.

Experts can tell at a glance. The Sword Qi emanated from the 'fused sword' alone is enough to astonish the world.

After all, those who have come to this world are all beings at the pinnacle of the pyramid. Just by sensing the power on the sword, they can detect the clues.

However, compared to the terrifying figures here, the fused sword of Ye Xiaofan at this moment is far less moving than when it was in the ancient Divine Sect ruins.

After all, the countless terrifying figures currently engulfed in the ocean of blood corpses are all existences at the 'Peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm' or higher. Although Ye Xiaofan is performing incredibly shockingly, he has not garnered much attention.

In the end, his cultivation is relatively weak, and nowadays, a Yunmo Yue alone can chase him. There are countless Yunmo Yues here, and even existences more terrifying than Yunmo Yue.

Of course, the terror referred to here is only by comparison of cultivation. If discussing talent, Yunmo Yue is definitely a leader among them, a peerless monster among peerless monsters.

"It's useless. Even if this person is a peerless monster, he is only at the 'Spiritual Essence Realm Ninth Rank' early stage, far from being able to reach that world."

Evidently, not to mention a freak at 'Spiritual Essence Realm Ninth Rank', even those peerless monsters at the 'Peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm' and peerless among peerless monsters may not necessarily be able to get past.

And the fact is indeed so. Even though Ye Xiaofan unleashed the 'fused sword', it is still difficult to shatter those blood corpses. Few can shatter them, at most just sending them flying.

However, unexpectedly, that figure rushed in first, madly charging into the sea of corpses, continuously wielding the sword forward, actually paving the way for the seven people.

Even Shangguan Xingyu and Shangguan Lanqi were slightly startled. The eight were all in the same place, resisting the attack of blood corpses, trying to probe the overall combat power of the blood corpses, yet that person forged ahead first, quickly rushing towards that Heaven's Mark.

In fact, only Ye Xiaofan himself knew that at this moment, his whole body was already boiling with blood, his bones heating up sharply, as if the whole person had already ignited.

"There's no time, no time. If I don't get past, I'm afraid it will be too late."

Ye Xiaofan silently chanted in his heart, intuition telling him that the awakening of his innate dao physique was imminent. If he doesn't obtain the Blood Spirit Pearl before that, it might be out of his reach.

Therefore, at this moment, Ye Xiaofan held nothing back, desperately rushing towards that world.

Every swing of his sword sent out a thousand-foot Sword Qi sweep, horrifying enough to make one tongue-tied.

However, this blood-colored mountain range was just too vast, vast enough that every cultivator seemed so insignificant in front of it, and the number of blood corpses was enough to make one's hair stand on end. Even if Ye Xiaofan sent countless blood corpses flying with one sword, there were still overwhelming numbers of blood corpses pouncing towards him, like a torrential downpour.

"Can't kill them, simply can't kill them."

Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen saw this and also followed up, displaying their might astonishingly.

The former somehow had a mysterious glove in his hand, the entire glove erupting with astonishing power, seemingly boosting the ancient sword's combat power several times in an instant.

While the latter, Nangong Jianchen, directly used a secret technique to forcibly elevate his cultivation to 'Great Perfection of the Spiritual Essence Realm', yet unleashing the combat power of a 'Peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm' peerless monster.

However, even so, the three of them felt extremely strained, finding it fundamentally impossible to inflict a fatal blow on the immeasurable blood corpses.

"These blood corpses, in their lifetime, were certainly not 'Peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm' powerhouses. Their power is unimaginably terrifying, even possibly surpassing Entering the Saint Realm by a lot, otherwise, just their corpses, could not possess such might."

"Brother Ye, we must get out quickly, otherwise, none of us will make it across."

Nangong Jianchen and Mo Shiyi said, then dashed madly forward, forcefully pushing through the endless sea of corpses.

Seeing the three of Ye Xiaofan displaying their might, all the terrifying figures also no longer held back, all going all out. In this world, an astonishing power erupted, each figure at the top of the pyramid also fully exerting their battle power limitlessly.

A large number of 'Peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm' peerless monsters among peerless monsters were even more imposing, exhibiting terror that was even more daunting than Ye Xiaofan's 'fused sword'.

It must be said, the strong who can enter this blood-colored mountain range to compete for that mystical opportunity are not ordinary. Each is stunning for all eternity.

Compared to this kind of terrifying cultivators, Ye Xiaofan and his group's efforts seemed more laborious. Even though their combat power has come infinitely close to peak figures like Yunmo Yue, there is still a considerable gap.

And as more and more blood corpses appeared, the pace of the eight also gradually slowed down.

Many terrifying figures nearby even noticed the somewhat unusual intention of Ye Xiaofan and his group, immediately feeling speechless and sneering.

"Heh, it's a joke, they can't even protect themselves, yet still thinking of protecting two women, really unaware of the vastness of the sky and the thickness of the earth."

The terrifying figures of the Demon Sect were happy to see it, apparently noticing Ye Xiaofan and his group's intentions, the trio were not only crashing through the sea of corpses madly but were clearly also constantly distracted to protect the Mu sisters.

In fact, Ye Xiaofan was a bit regretful at this moment. Had he known how dangerous it was here, he would have left the two hidden outside.

But now, it's too late to say anything, in order to learn Ye Xiaoyue's whereabouts, he could only brace himself and act.

In contrast, Mu Xin and Mu Yan were clinging tightly to Ye Xiaofan, afraid of losing him, both of their cultivation was too weak, completely insufficient in front of the blood corpses, though occasionally they would assist, helping Ye Xiaofan mitigate some simple threats.

"No, too many, there are just too many, Shiyi, think of a way now." Nangong Jianchen battled with increasing shock, the whole person already feeling his scalp tingling, a chill running down his spine.

The blood corpses, as vast as an ocean, couldn't be fully suppressed; as soon as one wave was repelled, the next would come pouring over like a flood.

What was more terrifying was that, being blood corpses, they had no fear whatsoever, attacking with suicidal fervor, chilling one's feet with terror.

Fortunately, these blood corpses only attacked instinctively and didn't use the martial techniques they possessed in life; otherwise, even an 'extreme monster at the peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm' couldn't withstand such a horrific siege.

However, the next moment, everyone's thoughts shifted.

In an instant.

"No---!!!"

Boom---!!!

A frightening figure was struck by a golden blood corpse, instantly smashed to pieces with a single powerful blow.

"Golden blood corpse, equivalent to an 'extreme monster at the peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm,' avoid them at all costs."

Someone immediately shouted out in panic, eyes full of fear.

"This is absurd; the blood corpses here have become much stronger since the senior brothers and sisters arrived, especially the golden corpses, some possessing power akin to the 'Half-Step True Self Realm.'

For a moment, all terrifying figures deliberately avoided the silver, golden, and purple blood corpses.

Yet it was impossible to avoid them just by wishing it; their speed was also unbelievably terrifying, and once entangled, there was no retreat.

Before long, cries filled the air as slightly weaker terrifying demon fiends were directly smashed by silver or golden blood corpses, crashing heavily into the endless sea of corpses, swallowed and shredded to pieces.

But some were surprised to find, when encountered by golden blood corpses, certain figures could strike them away, their bodies shining with holy light, akin to a fiery sun blooming in a blood-colored world.

"Monster beyond compare!"

Someone noticed these figures and turned pale immediately.

Fortunately, such earth-shaking and soul-stirring figures were extremely rare, no more than a couple or three shadows.

On the other side.

Ye Xiaofan and eight others were frantically crossing the sea of corpses, wielding ancient swords that seemed to spark with fire.

As time passed, more terrifying figures fell into the sea of corpses, leaving no bones behind, as dead as can be.

This was the brutality of the cultivation realm; no strong figure rises but through seas of blood, striving for a mere opportunity, enough for them to charge forward, like moths to a flame.

In a world where strength reigns supreme, it's either kill or be killed, not competing for a chance speeds up demise more than the competition.

A certain moment.

Swoosh---!

As Ye Xiaofan swung out a sword again, he found himself gasping for air, feeling as if he had jumped into a burning furnace, his entire body scalding and stabbing with pain, even his skin blistering hot.

Just then, when Ye Xiaofan suspected he was about to fully awaken his Innate Dao Body.

"Be careful, Junior Brother Ye!"

Mo Shiyi's anxious voice suddenly rang out, Ye Xiaofan raised his eyes sharply, and chills crept up his spine.

Before him, in the boundless sea of corpses, a golden figure dashed towards him in a blitz.

Golden blood corpse!

Ye Xiaofan's expression changed drastically; he had just observed the combat power of these golden blood corpses, even without martial techniques, their skeletal force was akin to the might Yunmo Yue displayed with her heaven-defying martial technique.

Currently, Ye Xiaofan was not a match for Yunmo Yue, as could be imagined.

Due to his brief distraction, he was now unable to evade.

At the crucial moment, Ye Xiaofan was forced to unleash a sword strike with full force, clashing head-on with the golden blood corpse.

Boom---!!!

Terrifying power swept across the land, affecting vast areas, causing immense waves across the world.

Ye Xiaofan was blasted into the air, his palm in pain, even spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, splattering upon the seventy-third sword following the 'combined sword,' painting it bright red.

"Junior Brother Ye?"

"Brother Ye?"

"Ye Xiaofan...?"

At that moment.

Nangong Jianchen and Mo Shiyi both exclaimed, even Mu Xin subconsciously called out.

Nearby, countless terrifying figures witnessed this, sneering coldly, some demon sect terrifying figures gloating at the misfortune, as if this scene was exactly as they had envisioned.

However, what happened next completely stunned everyone, including Ye Xiaofan, to an unimaginable extent.