At the top of the nameless mountain, the sudden battle seemed to have reached its endgame, and the victor was about to reap the fruits.
The blood-clad man’s chest, already as dry as wood, puffed out as he inhaled the remaining blood mist with his unique exhalation technique.
But the Blood Demon Sect was the number one sect in the world back then, so naturally it was impossible to win a fight for one’s life and lose it, as was the case with other demonic spells.
The Blood God Incantation uses one’s own blood as a medium to explode into a power far beyond one’s own, and after performing it, one’s blood will be drained, like a candle in the wind.
But the Blood Demon Cult martial arts are all about taking blood to practice, taking the enemy’s essence and spirit three times, and if you can win, you can suck up the opponent’s essence and spirit to replenish your consumption.
“Heh heh heh —— that ignorant junior’s body was crushed, unable to provide essence blood for the old man to heal, but with that Blood Dao supreme treasure in place, these Xu essence blood are small knots.” The man in blood laughed strangely.
The reason why he was desperate to get the Blood Dao Treasure was because he sensed the powerful essence of blood contained in it.
The flesh relics made from the flesh and blood of a Tong Shen realm body refiner are not only unspeakably useful to Buddhist martial artists, but also to those of the Blood Demon Sect who use their essence blood as an aid.
As the dust gradually cleared, the man in blood tightened the blood-coloured longsword in his hand and raised his highest guard. Although he thought that he was too old to be compared to that youngster, it was a fact that the opponent had forced himself into a desperate situation. The man in blood had killed countless people throughout his life and knew that caution was the most valuable quality for people in the jianghu world.
Sometimes, however, caution does not help too much.
Or perhaps the man in blood was so dazed by the meat relic that when he rushed up here, he had nothing to do with the word caution.
As the dust cleared, the rising sun shone brightly on the top of this very high mountain, illuminating the place with a golden glow.
But in the midst of this sunlight, a moonbeam suddenly appeared.
The moonlight was fleeting, but the momentary glow was intoxicating and awe-inspiring. It was like a flash of light, just a moment, but infinitely beautiful. A moment of light is eternity.
“Junior, your sword, how did it come to be?” The man in blood asked calmly.
He remembered clearly that his opponent was naked, so if he wanted to hide his sword, there was nowhere to hide it.
“That’s not for you to know.”
Qing Yu gently stroked the green blade, and the scimitar in his hand let out a soft chant.
Despite the fact that the blade was not covered in the slightest bit of blood, the demonic blade was a book of contentment at the moment.
The devilish nature within the already devilish blade seemed more and more animated after arriving in this world where heaven and earth were full of Yuan Qi.
“Clack–”
Qing Yu slowly inserted the small building and listened to the spring rain on a night back into its sheath, letting out a soft sound.
With this soft sound, as if a switch was triggered, the iron face of the man in blood with the bloody lines on it parted flatly in the middle and fell to the ground, revealing a face with a white beard, but a face with the vitality of a young man.
After that, a bloodstain appears below the top of the man in blood’s head, extending downwards, across the bridge of his nose and mouth, and to the end of his body.
The man in blood’s body split in half, evenly split between the two sides.
He was dead, killed by Qing Yu’s ‘Divine Blade Slash’.
Knife technique, part, time, power and speed, with the help of the Heavenly Son’s Lookout Technique, Qing Yu had calculated these five aspects to the extreme and brought the power to the extreme.
Under these circumstances, plus Qing Yu’s intention to sneak attack, who would die if not this man in blood?
However, after killing his enemy, Qing Yu did not feel much other than the thrill of the battle, but after the battle, he only felt a sense of inexplicability.
The man in blood suddenly rushed over to take the flesh relic, and then began to fight for his life as he fought.
“Maybe this is the jianghu.” That was all Qingyu could say.
There are all kinds of birds in a big forest, and all kinds of strange things can happen in a big jianghu. In this world, it was supposed to be the countless coincidences that made up the norm of reality.
Sighing a little at the world, Qing Yu put back on his upper body clothes that were hanging down at his side and observed the corpse of the man in blood.
The way the other man had come from had surprised Qing Yu a little and he wanted to find out what was going on.
It was clear that the man in blood was already quite old, and only relied on the martial arts of the Blood Demon Sect to keep his vitality intact.
In terms of life extension, even the Daoist health cultivation techniques are no match for the martial arts of the Blood Demon Sect. Although it is a devil’s path and its martial arts take the path of quick success, if it follows the right path, it may not be as robust as the righteous path in the later stages.
Just like the blood mist of the man in blood that can be converted into masculine blood energy, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Devil’s Way has come this far to be the Righteous Way.
After all, the two paths of righteousness and devilry are only labels that the world puts on them, and the righteous and devilish paths are all about people.
And if one were to label martial arts, it should not be labelled as the righteous and devilish path, but according to Qing Yu’s understanding, there should be a righteous left path, or a righteous oblique path.
The righteous path is not the righteousness of a famous school, but the righteousness of the straight and upright. This path is the grand path, which leads to the end of the martial path.
The left path or the oblique path, on the other hand, is a sheep’s intestine path compared to the right path, and although it can also lead to the end, the time and energy consumed on the way is far more than that of the right path. Most of the left paths do not lead to the end at all, and they spend their whole life on the wrong path.
The martial arts of the Blood Demon Cult are more remarkable than most of the martial arts of the righteous path, for they can abandon the shortcomings of the demonic arts in the middle and late stages of their lives, which can easily lead to demons.
The question then arises, although the man in blood is not young and has taken time to build up to the peak of the Divine Origin realm, his martial arts foundation is sound and pure, not like a halfway house like Ji Tang.
Since the destruction of the Blood Demon Sect, its martial arts have been pa*sed down all over the Jianghu region, and although it is difficult to obtain, it is not impossible.
The life-fighting forbidden arts of many Jianghu sects nowadays are in fact all shades of the Blood Demon Cult’s Blood God Curse, which involves burning blood in exchange for a temporary boost in power.
But among them, there is no one like the Blood Cloth Man who has trained the Blood Demon Cult’s martial arts to the peak of the Divine Origin realm.
Unlike the smaller sects, such large sects with a long heritage have their own Daoist tradition that can be pa*sed down through the ages.
The only way to practice this kind of Daoist martial arts is if the paths are similar, or even overlap, to the middle Divine Origin realm and beyond. When the man in blood clothes had practised the Blood Demon Sect martial arts to such a degree, he was a true heir to the Blood Demon Sect dao tradition.
