Chapter 531 - 239: The Unnameable Outer Demons Launch an Offensive in the South_2

Even when forming an array, it was still like this.

Time ticked away second by second.

Just when the atmosphere had reached its peak tension, suddenly, a cloud trailing a fiery tail rapidly approached the direction of Zhen Nan City from afar.

"Buzz—Buzz—"

Intense buzzing resounded, and the alarm instantly spread throughout the city.

Although the Armored Race cultivators were somewhat weak in other areas, they excelled in artifact refining and array formations.

They possessed many abilities common in technological civilizations.

When the alarm blared and the Armored Race cultivators were battle-ready, a powerful and majestic aura suddenly spread.

The Blood Pattern Ancestor, clad in golden armor, rose into the sky, confronting Lu Wenwu and the others from afar.

The kind of terrifying aura that suppressed down instead made the Armored Race cultivators feel a sense of calm instead of the previous tension.

This was their ancestor!

The Blood Pattern Ancestor, ranking among the top three in the world!

The invincible ancestor who led Zhen Nan City to thrive and prosper!

The Great Sun shone, and the gales howled.

The first voice was Jia Yongchang’s heart-wrenching cry: "Grandfather! It’s me! I’m Yongchang! Violent Dragon Ancestor he didn’t..."

"Shut up! You spineless fool, you’ve disgraced the entire Armored Race!"

Boiling with anger, the Blood Pattern Ancestor’s voice was as deep as a bell, and he shouted harshly with his aged face set in a gloomy expression.

"Outer demons kill my people, slaughter my descendants, and now stand flaunting their power before Zhen Nan City. Do they truly think the Armored Race is made of clay?"

Ignoring Jia Yongchang, who stood lost on the cloud and then quickly grew anxious again, Lu Wenwu gazed at the Blood Pattern Ancestor with a playful look in his eyes.

There was no grand aura, no chilling voice.

Lu Wenwu merely curled his lips slightly and said softly, "Are you afraid of me?"

The Blood Pattern Ancestor’s expression changed dramatically, his aura exploding as if a Celestial God had descended to the human world.

"Outer demons, stop your raving! If you dare take another step forward, I shall show you what true power is!"

Lu Wenwu maintained his previous expression, his voice still calm, but his tone shifted to a statement.

"You, fear me."

At this moment, in Lu Wenwu’s eyes, the Blood Pattern Ancestor was like an aging lion roaring fiercely but with declining strength.

The remaining power was there, but it was not as robust as in the past.

It’s like an old boss on the street.

When attacked, even if the boss is old and weak, he can still strike back and eliminate the attacker, maintaining his old reputation.

However, if, after being attacked, the boss merely tries to intimidate with past glories, hoping the enemy will back down...

Then it’s doubtful if the boss can survive the next month.

Lacking experience in confrontation, the Blood Pattern Ancestor inadvertently revealed his true thoughts.

Saying he feared Lu Wenwu might be a bit unfair.

But he didn’t want to fight Lu Wenwu and hoped he would back down; that was true.

However, he wanted both face and reality, which Lu Wenwu couldn’t indulge.

Mao Mao had quietly disappeared, transforming into a flame pattern to manifest the Fire of Huo Dou.

Lu Wenwu glanced at his newly acquired two pets and chuckled lightly.

"Keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn’t die; prepare to clean up the battlefield."

"Such audacity!"

How sharp is the hearing of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator?

The two sides were only a kilometer or two apart, and since Lu Wenwu hadn’t deliberately suppressed his voice, the Blood Pattern Ancestor naturally heard him.

Feeling scorned, the Blood Pattern Ancestor was enraged, knowing that this battle could not end peacefully. His battle intent and killing intent skyrocketed to the extreme in an instant.

"Luotian Immortal Armor Array, form!"

"Boom!"

Centered on the Blood Pattern Ancestor, an enormous war shadow instantly took shape, unleashing an unparalleled terrifying pressure.

That was the power of the late-stage of Divinity Transformation, an ultimate unreachable by this world’s cultivation methods!

The spiritual power concentration of this world was insufficient to support the emergence of the late-stage Divinity Transformation.

Only by condensing the war shadow could this level of power be achieved!

As he felt the surging power within him, the Blood Pattern Ancestor’s expression grew even gloomier, as if it could drip water.

If the First Legion were still present, forming the Luotian Immortal Armor Array, its power could even reach the peak of Divinity Transformation, with a slight possibility of breaking through the space’s shackles!

But all of this was destroyed because of the person before my eyes!

In an instant, heaven and earth changed color.

Within the vast airflow, the blood patterns on the Blood Pattern Ancestor’s armor suddenly erupted, and corresponding blood-colored lines appeared on the surface of the golden war shadow, making the originally illusory life armor shadow seem almost solid now.

Within the war shadow, the Blood Pattern Ancestor used a secret technique to diffuse his primordial spirit, connecting with the power of heaven and earth, linking with the spirits of all things.

His lifebound magical treasure, the long spear, and the life armor mysteriously expanded, merging with the enormous war shadow.

Even his entire being seemed to merge into one with the war shadow, becoming a whole.

Suddenly, the originally dull and rigid eyes of the war shadow became lively.

As his figure flickered, the long spear in his hand shot directly toward the direction where Lu Wenwu stood!

"Die!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before the spear tip arrived, the terrifying spear intent seemed to twist heaven and earth into a spiral.

Golden light erupted, and the sharp spear shadows had completely engulfed Lu Wenwu, bursting forth with resounding spear cries.

Lu Wenwu raised his hand to look at his bleeding arm, feeling the immense power contained in this spear, and surprisingly closed his eyes suddenly, opening his arms as if enjoying it, with a look of pleasure on his face.

"This level of purity is truly fearsomely powerful."

"Arrogant to the extreme!"

The Blood Pattern Ancestor was furious; where the long spear passed, piercing shrieks and sharp explosions rang out in succession, with sonic booms cracking in the air.

Just as the spear tip was less than half a meter away from himself, Lu Wenwu’s eyes abruptly burst open. With a grim smile, he suddenly swung a punch.

In an instant, an endless sea of blood descended.

A terrifying spiritual impact blasted out in all directions in an instant, making even the battle-hardened Blood Pattern Ancestor momentarily dazed.

It was the blood evil formed by the coagulation of billions of beings, the most terrifying karmic force between heaven and earth.

He prided himself on cultivating amidst the flames of war and being born bathing in fresh blood, with even his prized blood patterns being forged in slaughter.

But in front of this endless sea of blood, all his painstaking slaughter of over a thousand years seemed so small and laughable, as if mocking his inability.

Lu Wenwu did not give the Blood Pattern Ancestor time to be dazed.

The Military Killing Fist smashed out, added with the Demon God Battle Lance, clashing with the Shadow Battle Spear, bursting forth with an eardrum-shattering roar.

"Boom!"

Violent air currents exploded instantly, and the few remaining white clouds in the sky were obliterated into ash.

Led personally by the Blood Pattern Ancestor, gathering all the remaining main battle armor race cultivators of Zhen Nan City into the war shadow, was vaguely suppressed in this clash!

The staggering Blood Pattern Ancestor couldn’t accept it.

Even if it’s just a probe, why could the other side do it?

He felt no spiritual power fluctuations, no movement of the power of heaven and earth.

It was as if some force was added, relying purely on physical strength to smash out a punch.

But how could this be possible?

Even the immortals in legend, who created this world, could not possess such powerful physical strength, right?

"Kill!"

Inside the Blood Pattern Ancestor, his heart went cold, and his brutal nature and killing intent surged again.

The war shadow had not completely steadied its form yet, but over a hundred long swords of different attributes had already flown out from within the war shadow, in uniformity as if one sword.

These magical artifacts from different cultivators were all controlled by the Blood Pattern Ancestor, quickly forming a sword array aiming to slaughter Lu Wenwu.

A chilling sword intent erupted.

The endless sword qi sealed off all escape routes for Lu Wenwu.

Over a hundred flying swords formed a pure sword array, shooting out with unmatched sharpness, cutting through with a sharpness that was countless times fiercer than ordinary cultivators’ flying swords!

Divinity Transformation cultivators can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, capable of unleashing incredible power with the wave of a hand.

Now with the addition of the war shadow and the array, the Blood Pattern Ancestor’s sword array felt unstoppable, as if to slash Lu Wenwu into minced meat with one strike!

At the center of the sword array, Lu Wenwu’s smile grew even stronger.

Flying sword?

Sword array?

Just right!

This time, it’s finally just right!

Without flying swords, how can it be called cultivation!