Yellow Court Daoist

The Demon God swallowed the Blood Sea.

Transforming into boundless mana.

The Twelve Demon Gods enhanced, in turn nurturing Lu Qingfeng.

In a flash, Lu Qingfeng's cultivation also climbed higher and higher—

Eighteen strands of Divine Thought!

Twenty-four strands of Divine Thought!

Thirty-six strands of Divine Thought!

Until after thirty-six strands of Divine Thought, his Divine Soul ached piercingly, reaching its limit.

Lu Qingfeng then focused on refining the mana.

But the surging Blood Sea was too vast, and in a short period, his mana also approached Perfection.

Yet still, there was an endless flood of Blood Sea pouring in.

So simply.

Lu Qingfeng consumed his cultivation to Derive various Magic Gates.

The "Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill" nurtures twelve Demon Gods, each of which can fuse with one sect's Magic Gate. Currently, only Houtu, Qiang Liang, and Rushou, three great Demon Gods, each merged with one Supreme Level Magic Gate.

But there are still nine great Demon Gods that have not yet merged.

Not quite Perfection.

Not in a hurry to continue strengthening the "Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill", Lu Qingfeng sifted through his mind for suitable Magic Gates to match the nine great Demon Gods.

In "Primordial", through seventeen lifetimes, the Magic Gates that Lu Qingfeng had accumulated were countless.

But those reaching Side Door Level, True Sect Level were few.

Mysterious Level Techniques were even rarer, including the "Blood Sea Scripture", only amounted to two.

Having no choice.

Lu Qingfeng can only pick the taller ones from the shorter, filtering while taking this rare opportunity to strengthen them.

It's now during the tumult of the Blood Sea, and Lu Qingfeng's clone is at a crucial state of merging with the Blood Sea, that there's Blood Sea surging upwards towards his main body.

Once the Blood Sea stabilizes.

Clone achieved.

Such a great opportunity will no longer exist.

Unwilling to delay.

Lu Qingfeng immersed most of his energy in the Blood Sea, with a fraction of his energy on selecting and strengthening various Magic Gates.

Time passed by.

Finally—

Beneath Eastern Realm, the Blood Sea shook. As if a half-filled kettle was suddenly hurled to the ground.

Boom!

The universe trembled.

Lu Qingfeng was also stunned by the loud noise, falling out of the Mysterious state. But in an instant, a look of wild joy appeared on his face, and he exclaimed aloud: "Success!"

Thoughts whirled.

In an instant.

Lu Qingfeng detached from his human form, as if he became an indescribable Mysterious existence.

Neither human nor animal nor bird.

It was as if he had become a stone, or like a stream of water. The more one felt it, the more Mysterious it seemed.

Not a stone.

Not a stream of water.

Yet encapsulating all phenomena, embracing the Void and the sky, with the earth included within.

A thought flashed in Lu Qingfeng's mind, as if a stroke of enlightenment came to his heart, instantly realizing his own existence—

"Blood Sea!"

"I am the Blood Sea, undying and invincible!"

This enlightenment surged to his mind, Lu Qingfeng had no eyes, yet his eyes were blazing with light.

...

Above the Blood Sea.

A giant stood.

Fighting fiercely with the Shang River True Immortals and Heavenly Army above, not falling behind. With his huge palms swinging, even the Heaven Suppressing Great Marshal Ao Zhuo couldn't contend with him head-on.

Magic Artifacts and magic techniques bombarded.

Even if his body was blasted apart, standing on the Blood Sea, the giant could instantly recover.

Truly difficult to deal with.

But led by Ao Zhuo, the gathering of Shang River True Immortals dared not to rest.

Having probed into the Blood Sea to no avail, now to prevent the Dong Xian State's sinking and the Blood Sea destroying the world, they had to utterly obliterate this giant.

"There is a limit somewhere."

Ao Zhuo formed a Sword technique, three Magic Swords evolved into the sun, moon, and stars, with the sun and moon rising together, stars vast and numerous. In an instant, he evolved a Star Array, enveloping both palms of the Blood Sea Giant.

Sword light moved, Star Light swayed, violently twisting—

Rumble, rumble!

Roaring sounds echoed, the two palms instantly turned into a burst of blood light, shattered to pieces.

But Ao Zhuo's face didn't show any ease.

Because of such destruction, the Blood Sea Giant could recover with just a thought.

Therefore.

Ao Zhuo's hands didn't stop.

The three Magic Swords continued forward, covering one arm of the Blood Sea Giant, and with a vicious twist—

Rumble, rumble!

The roaring echoed, and that Blood Sea Giant's right arm immediately turned into a burst of blood light, shattered to pieces.

"Huh?"

Seeing this situation, Ao Zhuo's eyes widened, unintentionally uttering a sound of surprise.

Only then did he notice that the two palms he had twisted earlier had not regenerated.

Not only that.

The right arm was also empty.

"Hahaha!"

"There really is a limit somewhere!"

Startled at first, Ao Zhuo then laughed out loud, shouting to all directions, "This giant is already faltering, quickly exterminate him!"

His voice resonated.

The three Magic Swords spread out like a galaxy, slashing straight at the waist of the Blood Sea Giant.

Boom!

As the Star Array passed, the Blood Sea Giant was cut in half at the waist. The upper half of the body toppled, followed by a sky full of brilliance raining down, bombarding the half body into smithereens.

Not just the upper half of the body.

After destroying most of it, the Array immediately collapsed, and the lower half of the body, without the need for the True Immortals above to strike again, crumbled within the Blood Sea, splashing up countless furies of the Blood Sea, submerging the earth. However, these splashing waves of the Blood Sea were rootless and would eventually be eroded away, not worrying.

Boom, boom, boom!

In Dong Xian State.

With the collapse of the Blood Sea Giant, on the great lands, bursts of blood light exploded, and numerous places like the Ghostly Wailing Mysterious Realm, where 'Zhenyuan Array' were situated, all burst open.

Inside the arrays, Blood Spring Demon Cultivators were decimated in an instant.

Only those with exceptional cultivation survived, yet also fled in terror.

And in this instant, Lu Qingfeng only felt the sky pressing down upon him, the earth rising to bury him. In an instant, there was no heaven or earth, an endless rush of Karmic Fire surged, hitting him until he was completely disoriented.

"Body merged with the Blood Sea."

"Karmic Fire boundless!"

This is not karma caused by Lu Qingfeng, nor the slaughter originating from his fusion with the Blood Sea from an early time.

The Blood Sea itself is the filthiest place in the world, where countless evil ghosts and yin souls sink and float, accumulating untold sins.

Now, Lu Qingfeng has merged with the Blood Sea.

The Blood Sea is him.

He is the Blood Sea.

In it, the boundless sins naturally befall Lu Qingfeng. The torrents of sin surge, overwhelming him, and even just a tiny part of it already causes Lu Qingfeng's mind to shake and his consciousness to darken.

"Hide in the Blood Sea!"

Only managing this final thought, his body wrapped in blood light, he sinks into the Blood Sea from the face of the earth, vanishing without a trace.

Above the Cloud Sky.

Within the Heaven Suppressing Army.

Myriads of light illuminate.

A great general holds high the 'Sky Illuminating Treasure', piercing through the earth, recording the movements of all demons and evil spirits within the Eastern Realm.

True Immortals from the heavens look down.

Seeing the chaos in the eastern territory of the state, they are startled at first but then rejoice—

"The Great Array is broken!"

The Zhenyuan Array of the Blood Spring Demon Sect collapsed without warning.

...

Below the earth.

Within the Blood Sea.

"In the end, we still lost."

Yu Gong opens his eyes, filled with loss and unwillingness.

Miao Yu steps back half a step, with only half of her body above the Blood Sea, one eye looking at Yu Gong, "Senior Brother."

"Success was always uncertain."

"It's just that I have dragged Junior Sister into this."

Yu Gong shakes his head.

Seeing Miao Yu's half body, the loss and unwillingness in his eyes sweep away, replaced by guilt and compassion.

"To accompany Senior Brother to the Netherworld is my joy."

Miao Yu, seeing this, reveals a smile on half of her face.

It should be stunningly charming, yet at this moment it is fiercely terrifying.

Involuntarily, Yu Gong reaches out to hold Miao Yu's hand, his voice loud and clear, "May we meet in the next life."

As his words fall.

Yu Gong holding Miao Yu, her face joyful, steps out of the Blood Sea.

Such a pair of demons in love.

"Yu Gong."

"Miao Yu!"

True Immortals in heaven are surveying the landscape of the Eastern Realm and the situation of the Blood Sea, when they suddenly see Yu Gong and Miao Yu, their eyes instantly filled with rage. But seeing the endless karmic fire around the two, their pupils contract with a hint of terror in their eyes.

"Just mere karmic fire."

"What fear is there?"

Seeing this, Yu Gong bursts into wanton laughter, truly uninhibited and carefree.

His eyes fixed on the True Immortals in heaven, he booms, "Today's game misses by one move; Yu would take his leave first. Pitiful! You worldly immortals strive hard, only to dress up someone else for marriage. Regrettable! As time passes, Yu will not witness the day when demons afflict the earth and all living beings fall."

Yu Gong's voice resonates.

Glancing at the immortals in heaven, then at the Blood Sea below, his gaze pierces through the earth and illuminates the Netherworld, as if seeing the profound and unfathomable will within the Blood Sea.

A moment of unwillingness.

A moment of self-mockery.

Finally, he shakes his head and laughs.

"Junior Sister."

"Let's meet in the next life."

Yu Gong wraps his hand around Miao Yu beside him, his voice softer than ever.

"In the next life, we shall meet again."

Miao Yu gently replies.

The karmic fire flickers.

Soundlessly, the two grand demons turn to ash and scatter.

...

Yu Mountain surrenders.

The two True Immortal ancestors of the Blood Spring Demon Sect choose self-destruction.

The situation in East Xian State immediately becomes clear.

The Heaven Suppressing Great Marshal leading the Heaven Suppressing Army, along with the Yu Mountain faction, jointly purge the remnants of the Blood Spring Demon Sect in the Eastern Realm.

Battles large and small continue.

Like the other eight states, it plunges into a ceaseless tide of war.

Time passes by.

Unknowingly.

A hundred years in a blink.

...

Yu Mountain.

This day.

The doors to the sect leader's hundred-year-sealed dwelling open wide, and a robed cultivator with brows like swords and stars in his eyes and sword bones within his body walks out. With calm and waveless eyes, he surveys his surroundings as if from another life.

Outside the dwelling.

There stand attendants to the left and right, one looking all around distractingly, and the other shaking his head and drooping his eyelids.

Suddenly.

The attendant on the left sweeps his gaze over and spots the dwelling. Seeing a robed cultivator standing outside the door, he quickly rubs his eyes in a daze, his mind whirling, his expression suddenly changing as he hurries forward and bows, "Disciple greets the sect leader's master on exiting the retreat!"

His voice trembles, booming.

Kneeling to the ground.

"Jin Shui, you've disturbed me."

On the right.

The simpler attendant, wiping dribble from his mouth corner, his eyes half-open, mumbles.

"Yao Shan, the sect leader's master has exited retreat, do not hesitate to pay respects!"

Seeing this, the attendant named Jin Shui on the left, kneeling on the ground, raises his face, urgently speaking to the attendant on the right.

"The sect leader's master?"

Yao Shan is still dazed and mumbles to himself for a while before suddenly becoming alert, with eyes snapping open to see someone standing in front of him, smiling noncommittally. Yao Shan forces an ugly smile on his face and kneels down, loudly heralding, "Yao Shan greets the sect leader's master on exiting the retreat!"

The two attendants kneel to the ground, their hearts uneasy.

This sect leader's master, retreating without warning for a hundred years and emerging just as unexpectedly, has left them somewhat unprepared. Fearing the negligence seen, they do not know what punishment will fall upon them.

"Qingfeng and Bright Moon have no set price; Jin Shui and Yao Shan both have sentiment."

Luo Fuzi recites with a smile.

Not bothering with the attendants' transgressions.

With a flick of his sleeves, he strides out from the dwelling.

Jin Shui and Yao Shan raise their heads to see the sect leader's master leaving, exchanging glances, confused.

...

A hundred years later.

The world has changed.

Yu Mountain's sect leader Luo Fuzi finally achieves perfection and exits seclusion!