Chapter 535 - 261: Suppressing Blood River, Executing the Divine Communication

Chapter 535: Chapter 261: Suppressing Blood River, Executing the Divine Communication

The robes on his upper body exploded, revealing a muscular chest and arms covered in bizarre, blood-red markings.

The markings squirmed as if alive, emitting a dense, bloody light and an even more ferocious aura.

This caused Duan He’s aura to surge once more, vaguely touching the peak of the late-stage Profound Mastery realm.

This was the Blood River Sect’s secret Life-or-Death Forbidden Technique.

It could drastically stimulate one’s potential by drawing on their qi and blood, boosting their combat power for a short time, but it would inevitably be followed by a severe backlash.

"Sea of Blood Rolling Heavenward!"

Duan He gripped his blade with both hands, pouring all of his peak power into the Blood Demon Blade.

Man and blade then became one, transforming into a colossal, blood-red rainbow. With the absolute resolve to tear through anything, it charged ferociously toward Chen Sheng.

It left a lingering, blood-red trail in its wake, and the acrid stench of blood filled the air.

Faced with this desperate strike, Chen Sheng’s gaze finally sharpened. Yet, there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he let out a low growl.

"Nicely done!"

He trod upon the empty air, neither dodging nor evading.

The long blade in his hand hummed as scarlet flames, infused with his dual Mental Realm, coiled around it. He poured his power into it without reservation and met the colossal, blood-red rainbow with a slash of his own.

It was a simple, unadorned slash.

BOOM—!!!

The two terrifyingly powerful attacks collided squarely in mid-air.

A terrifying, ring-shaped shockwave swept out in all directions.

The ground was torn up layer by layer, trees and grass were reduced to dust, and even the distant, chaotic battle was affected, forcing the combatants to divert their attention to defend themselves.

As the fiery light began to fade, a figure shot backward from the center of the explosion in a wretched state, violently coughing up blood.

Duan He’s hair was a mess, and a deep, charred gash on his chest, deep enough to show bone, oozed blood.

His right arm, the one holding his blade, hung limply, its bones clearly shattered.

The madness in his eyes was gone, replaced by boundless terror and shock.

The power and level of the Mental Realm contained within Chen Sheng’s deceptively simple slash had utterly crushed him!

’Flee!’

’I have to flee immediately!’

’If I stay any longer, I’ll definitely die!’

Duan He had completely lost the will to fight. Not even bothering to suppress his injuries, he used the backward momentum to forcefully circulate his True Essence.

He quickly performed the Blood River Sect’s Secret Technique, the Blood Shadow Escape.

"Chen Sheng, this is a blood feud! One day, I will make you... repay this a hundred times over!"

As his voice faded, the bloody light around him began to surge violently.

His figure grew blurry, about to transform into an elusive streak of blood-red light and flee.

But Chen Sheng’s icy voice followed him like a shadow, echoing in his ear.

"Blood Shadow Escape? What a coincidence. I happen to know that Escape Technique... as well."

Before he had even finished speaking.

Chen Sheng’s figure flickered, and a Blood Evil Qi—from the same source as Duan He’s, but far more pure and condensed—enveloped him.

The next moment.

His figure also transformed into a streak of blood-red light, one that was even a fraction faster than Duan He’s.

He closed the distance between them in an instant.

"What?! You... How could you possibly know my Blood River Sect’s most guarded secret?!"

Duan He was scared out of his wits, utterly horrified.

The Blood Shadow Escape was a core Secret Technique of the Blood River Sect, accessible only to high-ranking members of the Direct Lineage.

’Where could Chen Sheng have learned it?’

This series of shocking revelations brought him to the verge of a mental collapse.

Chen Sheng didn’t answer.

When he was about a hundred feet behind Duan He, his figure came to a sudden stop.

The empty air beneath his feet seemed to solidify as he stomped down hard.

Nine Steps to Heaven, First Step: Shake Heaven and Earth!

In that instant, an invisible, immense pressure enveloped Duan He.

Duan He, who was pouring all his energy into the Blood Shadow Escape, felt the space around him congeal, and his Escape Technique faltered.

It was as if he had crashed into an invisible swamp, and his speed plummeted.

SPIT—!

The backlash from having his Escape Technique forcibly interrupted struck him.

Duan He spat out another mouthful of blood. His aura instantly withered, and he fell out of his Escape Light form.

Before he could react, Chen Sheng took his second step.

This step felt as if it had landed on Duan He’s very heart and Divine Soul, making his mind go blank.

His qi and blood surged in reverse.

His body spiraled out of control, plummeting toward the ground like a meteor!

Chen Sheng followed close behind, like a shadow that couldn’t be shaken.

Just as Duan He was about to hit the ground...

In that instant.

Chen Sheng’s third slash, carrying the force of a storm, descended in silence.

Before the blade even arrived, its biting, tyrannical dual Mental Realm had already locked onto Duan He like a pair of invisible Shackles.

Severely injured, Duan He’s Protective Gang Qi was easily torn apart. Even the high-grade Protective Inner Armor he wore let out a wail as the scarlet blade light struck it, its spiritual glow dimming as cracks spread across its surface.

SQUELCH—!

The blade sank into flesh, and blood sprayed into the air!

Duan He was sent flying by the brutal slash.

He plowed a deep trench hundreds of feet long into the ground, sending shattered stone, soil, and blood flying everywhere.

He lay at the end of the trench.

Duan He struggled, trying to activate one last Secret Technique and burn his remaining blood essence for a final, desperate gambit.

But Chen Sheng wasn’t about to give him the chance.

Chen Sheng stood poised in mid-air, performing a Sealing Technique with one hand.

An illusory, ancient, golden-red bell appeared above his head, accompanied by a clear, melodious chime.

It immediately swelled in size, transforming into a massive, hundred-foot-tall bell that came crashing down.

"Suppress!"

Chen Sheng landed on top of the bell and let out a cold command.

The illusory bell completely enveloped the dying Duan He.

Runes flowed across the inner wall of the bell, emitting a majestic power that could suppress anything.

Duan He felt the space around him completely solidify; he couldn’t even move a finger.

The remaining True Essence and qi and blood in his body were completely sealed. The Secret Technique to burn his blood essence was snuffed out before it could even begin.

"It’s over."

Chen Sheng stood atop the bell, looking down with cold indifference at the despairing Duan He trapped within.

With a mere thought.

The Nine Nether Yin Fire, which had been lying in wait, seeped through the walls of the bell, instantly filling the space within.

"AHHH—!!!"

Duan He immediately let out a bloodcurdling scream.

His eyes filled with utter despair.

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