Chapter 601: The Tactics of the Ghost Worship Sect Hierarch, Ghost Face Lotus Is About to Bloom! The Awakening of the Heavenly Ghost Dao Fruit and Blood Demon Dao Fruit!
The Infinite Hell Technique reappeared.
An aura of ultimate destruction spread out, instantly launching a ruthless attack toward the heavily injured Blood Dragon Son.
Strike while the enemy is weak—this has always been Yi Chen's paramount combat principle.
Only a dead enemy is truly a good enemy.
Zhan Xingzi looked at Yi Chen, who seemed like both a god and a demon, his entire body emanating a powerful aura. For a moment, his face displayed a mixture of shock and delight.
However, there was no time for idle chatter. Knowing his own culpability, he exchanged a glance with Huan Gu, and without hesitation, they combined their moves seamlessly, charging at the Ghost Worship Sect Hierarch.
Zhan Xingzi and Huan Gu were battle-hardened warriors, and almost as soon as Yi Chen acted, they understood his intent.
"Shi Kedun, so you were indeed hiding your strength in secret. My instincts were not wrong."
"It seems that no matter what calculations you've made, you ultimately failed to predict the sudden emergence of Yi Chengzi, Brother."
"Huan Gu, let's attack together. Shi Kedun, your opponent is us!"
As Yi Chen moved, Zhan Xingzi burst into laughter. Activating his Immortal Law and showcasing his Divine Skills, his aura became as majestic as falling stars. Joining forces with Huan Gu, they reunited the starry sky and crescent moon, forming a massive Star and Moon Domain that engulfed the Ghost Worship Sect Hierarch, whose expression was as dark as water.
"Yi Chengzi, no matter who you are, if you wish to take my life, you'll have to pay a heavy price!"
"Here in this Red Sea, I, Blood Dragon Son, have forged the Nine Netherworld Limit, gathered the Myriad Blood Spirits, and remain undefeated, unstoppable! Who dares kill me? Who can kill me?!"
Staring head-on at the inescapable Infinite Hell Technique, in this moment of utter despair, not only did Blood Dragon Son not feel fear, but he also burst into wild laughter:
"Haha! I had intended to save this hidden trump card for an old acquaintance, but it seems I have to use it on you! So be it. Since that's the case, let's fight!"
"Overturning Rivers and Seas, Blood Waves! Kill!"
At that moment, Blood Dragon Son's face twisted in intense pain. Holding his chest with both hands, a massive crimson vortex suddenly appeared above the Red Sea.
At the center of the vortex, an extraordinarily dense and brilliant wave, as crimson as red crystal, surged skyward.
No! Not just one wave!
There were 10,800 waves!
Yi Chen's spiritual power was now vast beyond measure. The phenomena unfolding over the Red Sea appeared to him as clearly as lines on the palm of his hand.
The vortexes varied in size: 3,600 large ones and 7,200 medium ones, aligned across the two main axes of the Red Sea, forming a total of 10,800.
Crimson crystal pillars shot into the sky. In an instant, heaven and humanity connected, and a strange force descended upon the entire Red Sea, resonating with the Mana in Blood Dragon Son's body.
Each crystal pillar at the center of a vortex burst forth with dazzling crimson light, piercing the clouds and drawing a breathtaking arc before sinking into Blood Dragon Son's crown.
With this celestial reinforcement, not only did the massive cavity in Blood Dragon Son's chest begin gushing blood to extinguish the Extreme Origin Flames, but the edges of his wound began to sprout wriggling fleshy buds, which quickly started to knit together.
A boundless crimson radiance emanated from Blood Dragon Son, forming a blood-colored Domain that fully surrounded Yi Chen.
At this moment, facing Yi Chen's Supreme Halberd Technique, Blood Dragon Son's eyes were bloodshot as he mobilized every ounce of his strongest power to launch a desperate counterattack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Thud!
Three deafening explosions reverberated as Blood Dragon Son's figure plummeted toward the Red Sea. Yet, in the next instant, he rocketed skyward once again.
Strands of Red Sea water dripped from his wild, flowing hair.
"Haha! I've withstood it!"
"Yi Chengzi, taking my life won't be so easy!"
In the crimson-colored world, two towering figures stood face to face in mid-air, their overwhelming presence making the atmosphere tremble.
Yi Chen's entire body radiated an intense white light, resisting the encroaching crimson energy. Watching the exhilarated expression on Blood Dragon Son's face, a sinister grin crept onto Yi Chen's lips once more:
"Quack! Splendid!"
"So strong, so powerful! Just barely enough to help me warm up."
"Fellow Taoist Blood Dragon Son, could you please stand still so I can blast your head apart and finely dice your flesh?"
Yi Chen tilted his neck. With a sudden burst, the upper half of his Daoist Robe shredded itself, revealing a shockingly powerful torso. His muscles bulged as Extreme Origin energy coursed through him. A brand-new Holy Halberd took form once more, and the Infinite Hell Technique reappeared!
Round two.
"No! How is this possible?!"
"Such an Ultimate Move should already be pushing you to your limit! You're faking it, aren't you? How can you wield it so effortlessly?!"
"No! I am the King Crimson! The Red Sea is my domain—you can't fool me!"
Watching as Yi Chen, high in the heavens, let out a disturbing screech and conjured another radiant halberd to strike down from above, Blood Dragon Son's eyes instantly filled with rage and despair.
Blood flooding his gaze, he ignored the worsening damage to his chest and began once more recklessly drawing power beyond his body's limits.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Blood Sea Limitless·Mourning Blade!"
As Blood Dragon Son chanted, the blood-red Bone Scissors abruptly turned a ghastly white, standing out sharply against the crimson-colored world. It clashed spectacularly with Yi Chen's glowing white halberd in mid-air!
The overwhelming force shook the heavens and gods, producing catastrophic results.
The void itself was torn open, revealing a gargantuan chasm stretching over 30,000 miles, like a scar upon the fabric of the world—black and sinister, resembling a centipede lying across the skin of reality.