Primordial: I, Dijun, Only Want to Build the Great Desolation-Chapter 417 - 291: Offense and Defense Change Hands

In an instant, Zhen Yuanzi sensed the heavy killing intent of Daoist Ming He and hastily ceased his Divine Skills.

The Blood God’s Son, which had been flying towards his sleeve, fell back into the Blood Sea.

Even though Zhen Yuanzi had quickly withdrawn, the wide cuff of his robe was still shaved by the two long swords, Yuan Tu and Avici, leaving a notch.

Seeing this, Daoist Ming He thought to himself: What a pity.

Although he thought so, his movements didn’t slow down at all as he continued to thrust towards Zhen Yuanzi’s body through the robe.

But at this moment, Zhen Yuanzi had stimulated the earthy yellow light of the Earth Book to its apex, enveloping his entire body once again.

Daoist Ming He’s attacks failed yet again.

Zhen Yuanzi shrank within the Earth Book, his expression extremely grave as he watched Daoist Ming He continually assault him.

This was the second time he had crossed hands with Daoist Ming He.

The first time, he had come to the Blood Sea to seek out Ming He in order to avenge his good friend Daoist Hong Yun.

In that encounter, although Daoist Ming He’s offensive was fierce, he was seriously injured and could not maintain a prolonged high-intensity battle.

Thus, Daoist Ming He naturally couldn’t match him.

But this time, Daoist Ming He had fully recovered from his injuries and was in the Blood Sea, with the replenishment from the Boundless Blood Sea, Zhen Yuanzi could only defend and had no ability to attack.

Daoist Ming He was not only attacking madly with the two long swords, Yuan Tu and Avici, but also the summoned Blood God’s Sons were continuously crowding towards where Zhen Yuanzi was located.

The Blood God’s Sons were steadily depleting the mana Zhen Yuanzi needed to maintain the Earth Book’s presence.

In Daoist Ming He’s view, once Zhen Yuanzi could no longer sustain the formation, it would be the moment Zhen Yuanzi would be gravely injured or even perish.

Thinking this, Daoist Ming He’s attack grew even more fierce, and with both hands wielding Yuan Tu and Avici, he waved them incessantly, venting his long-held rage.

At the same time, the Blood God’s Sons continuously gathered, then were repelled by the Earth Book, and even directly annihilated.

But there were simply too many Blood God’s Sons, and they eventually gathered on the protective barrier emitted by the Earth Book, gradually submerging the earthy yellow light.

Zhen Yuanzi, situated within the Earth Book, although grave, was not panicked as the light, though overwhelmed by the Blood God’s Sons, did not mean it ceased to exist.

Neither Daoist Ming He’s attack nor the Blood God’s Sons could breach this layer of earthy yellow protection.

Soon, Zhen Yuanzi sat cross-legged within the Earth Book’s protective barrier, floating above the Blood Sea.

He closed his eyes, concentrating on defense, while striving to absorb the surrounding Innate Spiritual Energy of the Blood Sea to restore his own mana.

He now understood Daoist Ming He’s intention as well; this was ultimately going to be a very prolonged war.

Naturally, he needed to seize every opportunity to restore his own mana.

After a long time, Daoist Ming He’s rage was vented and his offensive inadvertently slowed, but the actions of the Blood God’s Sons showed no sign of change, still covering the earthy yellow glow.

After such a lengthy period, Zhen Yuanzi’s mana was greatly consumed, and the light of the Earth Book also dimmed.

Seeing this, Daoist Ming He felt joy in his heart and said,

"Zhen Yuanzi, since you like my Boundless Blood Sea so much, then stay here!"

Zhen Yuanzi, sitting under the earthy yellow protective shield, slowly opened his eyes, his face showing extreme fatigue.

Not just Zhen Yuanzi, Daoist Ming He too was very weary.

He could draw replenishment from the Blood Sea, but his mental fatigue could not be eliminated, only relieved.

Hearing Daoist Ming He’s words, Zhen Yuanzi took out the essence he had refined in the Blood Sea and the essence gained from refining the Blood God’s Sons.

Without any hesitation, he absorbed these essences of the Blood Sea directly, converting them into his own mana.

These essences indeed did not benefit Zhen Yuanzi much, but they were a pretty good choice to replenish his own mana.

The originally dimming earthy yellow light of the Earth Book suddenly brightened again.

In front of Daoist Ming He, he absorbed the essence harvested from the Blood Sea, transforming it into mana.

In Daoist Ming He’s eyes, this act was filled with a strong provocation.

The anger that Daoist Ming He had originally vented was ignited once more, and his attacks, which had slowed, became ferocious again.

The Blood God’s Sons continued to surge towards Zhen Yuanzi’s direction, even more crazily depleting his mana.

After another lengthy period, the essence of the Blood Sea that Zhen Yuanzi had refined was completely exhausted, and the fatigue on his face became even more evident.

Even his complexion was no longer rosy but rather pale, causing the earthy yellow light of the Earth Book to once again dim.

At the same time, Daoist Ming He’s condition was not much better, with an equally weary appearance.

His rage had long been vented, and he began to ponder how to deal with Zhen Yuanzi.

Given the current situation, even though Zhen Yuanzi seemed very exhausted, it was unclear how long he could persist if the battle continued.

For Daoist Ming He at this point, this was undoubtedly a waste of time.

Since he had not managed to seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi initially, he could only proceed with becoming a Saint.

After all, with Emperor Jun as an example, even without the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Daoist Ming He did not feel despair.

With this thought, Daoist Ming He ceased his attacks, and with a thought, the Blood God’s Sons rushing towards Zhen Yuanzi also slowed down significantly.

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