497: 282 Blood Drops_2 497: 282 Blood Drops_2 Just at this moment, a shadow seemed to stir in the distant woods.
Lu Xuanxi’s gaze sharpened, his eyes fixed on that forest.
After a short while, a giant wolf slowly stepped out.
“Eh, that person is…”
Sect Master Zhong Kunyu from Innate Sect happened to be nearby, and as he turned his head, his pupils contracted sharply, and he exclaimed, “Fang Zhixing of the Six Void Sect!”
Guan Zhaohua and others immediately turned to look, recognizing the man riding on the giant wolf’s back, who was none other than Fang Zhixing, the man who had recently made a huge impact by sweeping through the ten major sects.
A few days ago, Fang Zhixing suddenly went mad and even killed someone from the Luo Family, shocking the entire Dan State.
Everyone thought he was surely dead.
Nobody fucking expected that, overnight, the Luo Family itself was finished.
But why would Fang Zhixing appear here?
“Humph, so it’s you, kid!”
Lu Xuanxi sprang to his feet, grabbing a shield and long sword, his face twisted with a fierce killing intent.
A group of Lu Family giants also raised their weapons, their arrogance and murderous aura billowing.
Only Lu Xiangxiong, with a numbed expression, surveyed Fang Zhixing and Xigou, his brows slightly furrowed.
“Fang Zhixing, leave these giants to me.”
At that moment, Xigou marched forward majestically, despising all lands.
Fang Zhixing was indifferent, his gaze directly meeting Lu Xiangxiong’s, the fighting spirit in his eyes instantly igniting to its peak.
Lu Xiangxiong, sensing that fighting spirit, couldn’t help but sneer, “Hehe, it’s been a long time since I’ve encountered a wild Hundred Cows Realm.”
As soon as these words came out!
“What?!”
Lu Xuanxi lazily stood there, incredulous and astonished, he said, “Great-grandfather, are you sure you aren’t mistaken?
Is Fang Zhixing at the Hundred Cows Realm?”
Lu Xiangxiong did not answer, casually lifting his arms to stretch, his joints making cracking sounds.
He walked forward.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhixing jumped down from Xigou’s back, carrying his blade, and walked step by step.
He asked while walking, “You’ve also chosen saintification, haven’t you?”
Lu Xiangxiong narrowed his eyes slightly and replied, “It appears you have as well.”
Fang Zhixing nodded agreeably and curiously asked, “Why didn’t you choose to become mech or Heavenly People?”
Lu Xiangxiong laughed softly, “Becoming a mech would mean losing all flesh and thus the ability to enjoy the earthly pleasures.
Becoming one of the Heavenly People, though powerful, requires one to undergo multiple tribulations, which is too exhausting.”
“…”
Fang Zhixing seemed thoughtful.
Lu Xiangxiong asked, “So, how does it feel, having your entire body infiltrated by endlessly proliferating flesh?
It’s not pleasant, is it?”
Fang Zhixing laughed, “Of course it’s not pleasant, I almost died because of it.”
Lu Xiangxiong sighed, “Of the three cultivation paths, saintification is the most painful.
I had three sons and one great-granddaughter, all of whom attempted this path but ended up dying tragically, leaving none of my direct descendants able to step into the Hundred Cows Realm.”
He looked deeply at Fang Zhixing and said through clenched teeth, “You, a loose cultivator from Qinghe County, how did you so easily control the endless proliferation?”
Fang Zhixing laughed cheerfully, “Want to know?
Beat me first and then we’ll talk.”
“Is it difficult to beat you?”
Lu Xiangxiong opened his arms wide, stretching greatly, and laughed unrestrained.
Then, he abruptly tore off the black robe he was wearing, and his body suddenly swelled.
In a sudden moment, he grew…
To about three meters tall!
Taller than Lu Xuanxi and others by quite a lot.
Looking closely, one would notice the muscles covering Lu Xiangxiong’s body, with pale red patterns emerging on the skin surface, shining and resembling some kind of tattoo pattern, rich with intense artistic beauty.
Moreover, the aura around Lu Xiangxiong was terrifyingly supreme, the mere oppressive feeling was suffocating.
For a moment, the minds of those present were filled with illusions, as if they saw a hundred-meter-tall giant spirit rising from the ground, towering over the forest, looking down at them like ants.
“This is…”
Guan Zhaohua and other sect members, being of too low grade, had never actually encountered a genuine Hundred Cows Realm.
At this moment, they only felt a spine-chilling terror, uncontrollably trembling all over.
“Damn!”
Xigou also retracted his tongue, his fur bristling, and squatted down on his limbs as if facing a formidable enemy.
Only Fang Zhixing remained unchanged, calm and fearless, clicking his tongue, “So it turns out you’re from the Longevity Species.”
Lu Xiangxiong scoffed, “Oh, aren’t you one?
You seem quite normal, I had no idea you were Undying!”
Fang Zhixing raised the Myriad People Blade, took a deep breath and said, “Come on, let me see just how much worth the Longevity Species truly has.”
“Alright, take this Giant Spirit Charge Fist first!”
Lu Xiangxiong stepped forward, his body suddenly vanishing from its original spot, then reappearing in front of Fang Zhixing in an instantaneous movement.
A fist slammed out!
Right into Fang Zhixing’s chest!
The terrifying force of the punch tore through the ground, smashing a massive fan-shaped trench.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Xiangxiong swung his fist to the side.
Right then, a fleeting shadow flashed and vanished.
Lu Xiangxiong stepped out of place, shifting and chasing after a shadow, throwing punches wildly.
To the onlookers, it looked like a hurricane that tore through heaven and earth had swept past.
Ordinary people aside, even a master of the Nine Ox Realm involved would likely be torn into pieces instantly.
“He, he’s truly in the Hundred Cows Realm…”
Lu Xuanxi’s heart was shocked, filled with mixed emotions.
The last time he saw Fang Zhixing, that kid was no match for him.
In the blink of an eye, not much time had passed, how could it be…
Even though Lu Xuanxi had seen it with his own eyes, he still found it hard to believe, unable to accept it.
Suddenly, he noticed a woman sitting on Xigou’s back, beautiful as a heavenly maiden, clearly the beauty Jun Yao who the Princely Heir drooled over.
“Good!
Good!
Good!”
Lu Xuanxi, overjoyed, exclaimed, “No need to search far and wide, what I sought comes with no effort.”
He immediately instructed Guan Zhaohua and others, ordering, “You go capture that woman, you can be rough, but must not hurt her.”
“…Yes!”
Guan Zhaohua and the others quickly took the order, not daring to hesitate.
“Attack!”
They all rushed towards Xigou and Jun Yao.
“Father, what should we do?” Zhong Wengui of the Innate Sect, who had battled Fang Zhixing before and had been spared by him, said.
At that time, father and son were quite grateful to Fang Zhixing.
Zhong Kunyu glanced at Lu Xuanxi and bracing himself said, “The circumstances now are different from before, we have no choice.”
The members from three sects threw themselves at them in a mass.
“Hmph, are you looking down on Uncle Dog?”
Xigou barked furiously twice, ferocious and menacing.
But with a metallic ring!
Jun Yao leapt up, drew her sword from its sheath, holding the Heart Sword in her hand, and suddenly unleashed a powerful surge of Sword Intent into the sky.
“Great Freedom Sword Technique!”
Although Jun Yao was a direct disciple of Fan Zhenglun, the cultivation technique she practiced was not the Six Void Floating Life Sword but the Great Freedom Sword Technique from the Fenghai Sect.
This divine sword technique had no fixed sword moves, pursuing a powerful will of freedom, relentless like a moth to flame, each strike leaving no quarter.
“Wow!”
Guan Zhaohua was struck with awe, as Jun Yao, holding a fourth-level divine weapon, displayed a sword prowess that clearly reached the peak of Nine Ox Realm.
He had long heard of Jun Yao’s beauty, but had not expected her cultivation talent to be so high.
“She has been practicing for almost ten years…”
Jun Yao’s sword move shocked everyone present, leaving them frightened and with goosebumps.
The people in the front were all swept away by this single strike, like autumn leaves swept away by the wind.
Guan Zhaohua was profoundly shocked, he exchanged glances with Xiang Hongyun, the Sect Leader of the Ink Sword Sect, and Zhong Kunyu.
The three Sect Leaders, as if in an unspoken agreement, unleashed their power and attacked Jun Yao simultaneously.
“Seeking death!”
Xigou roared, directly creating ten Shadow Clones, blocking the three Sect Leaders and other sect members.
A ruthless slaughter then began.
Seeing this, Lu Xuanxi smiled in satisfaction and once again turned his attention to where his great-grandfather was.
Suddenly, he noticed something, and his brows slowly furrowed together.
A black and red orb, unexpectedly floating in front of him.
“Is this, a Blood Drop?”
Lu Xuanxi’s eyes flashed as he realized the black and red orb was actually a drop of blood.
The drop of blood was rather large, about the size of a fist, shaped into an orb, and spinning uninhibitedly.
“Be careful!”
Suddenly, Lu Xuanxi heard Lu Xiangxiong urgently shouting at him.
Lu Xuanxi was confused and instinctively retreated rapidly.
But a moment later!
“Burst Skill: Blood Dripper!”
Boom!
The black and red blood drop exploded all at once!
In an instant, a hundred meters of space were completely swept by black and red colors.
Everything happened so fast, Lu Xuanxi and several nearby giants were swallowed by it.
The other giants from the Lu Family were caught off-guard as well, not even having time to react before other smaller black and red blood drops appeared around them.
Boom, boom, boom~
A series of terrifying explosions resounded one after another, like firecrackers during a festival, earth-shattering.
For a moment, black and red torrents engulfed the entire world.