pjbooks Chapter 127 Qin Xuanxiao Ignites True Intent, Blood Shadow Opens Stage 3
Chapter 127 Qin Xuanxiao Ignites True Intent, Blood Shadow Opens Stage 3
Above the White Pagoda.
Qin Xuanxiao's Shanhe Houyu was completely burned.
At that moment, the entire night sky on the north side of Longyuan City was illuminated by crimson gold.
The barren mountains, once desolate and lifeless, are now transformed.
Like sacred mountains resurrected from ancient battlefields, their surfaces are covered with crimson patterns.
The dried-up river will no longer wither.
In the riverbed, molten gold-like light surged forth, like countless burning chains stretching across the sky.
As for the originally dim yellow sun, it has now turned completely reddish-gold.
It hovered behind Qin Xuanxiao, like a True Yang that had been obtained by burning his Dao Foundation.
An even more terrifying pressure than before crashed down on the Blood Shadow.
Surrounding the ruins of the White Pagoda.
The spectators felt a tightness in their chests.
Many freshmen with lower cultivation levels even knelt down on the ground, their faces pale, unable to even lift their heads.
"Qin Xuanxiao... has burned his true essence."
Ning Wushuang stood atop the high building, her voice extremely low.
For the first time, a clear look of shock appeared in her eyes.
The Ning family disciple beside him turned pale:
"Miss, what does 'burning true intent' mean?"
Ning Wushuang stared in the direction of the white pagoda and slowly said:
"The domain of a Marquis-level expert is not just power, but also the condensation of their own martial arts essence."
"Burning one's true intention is equivalent to burning one's own foundation of Tao."
"In a short period of time, Qin Xuanxiao will be stronger than before."
"But afterwards, his hopes of reaching the later stages of the title of Marquis were at least halved."
The Ning family disciple was speechless:
"He actually went to this lengths to kill the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator?"
Ning Wushuang did not answer.
Because the answer is already obvious.
Qin Xuanxiao did not want to.
He had no choice.
After the Mountain and River Town Seal was shattered by the Blood Shadow, Qin Xuanxiao understood that if he did not burn his true intent, he might not be able to suppress the monster in front of him.
This was a disgrace to the Qin family patriarch.
It is a crisis.
If he can't kill the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator tonight, the Qin family will be completely finished.
Qin Yue died.
Qin Zhao died.
Qin Wujiu died.
One of the three elders died and two others were seriously injured.
The four-sided blood-sealing plate cracked open.
Even Qin Xuanxiao, a mid-stage Marquis-level ancestor, couldn't suppress the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator.
The Qin family's foundation in Longyuan City will collapse from this point on.
Therefore, he had to kill.
At any cost.
In the center of the White Pagoda ruins.
Blood Shadow stood beneath the crimson mountains and rivers.
Black robes fluttered.
The blood-red mask was cold.
The dark gold star bone within his body was faintly visible, with silver-white star patterns lighting up along the skeleton.
Six dark gold arms slowly unfolded.
The crimson flame pattern on the mask's forehead throbbed violently.
Qin Xuanxiao looked down at him, his aged eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Blood-faced Ancient Cultivator"
"I have been in seclusion for a hundred years, hoping to use this opportunity to advance to the later stage of the Marquis title."
"Because of you today, my foundation has been destroyed."
"You deserve to die."
The sound faded.
The burning mountains and rivers of the Marquisate crashed down with a deafening roar.
It's not a mountain.
It is not a river.
Instead, it was a whole burning realm of heaven and earth.
Beneath the blood-red shadow, the ruins of the white pagoda instantly sank several feet.
Cracks spread across the ground like a spider web.
The crimson river transformed into chains, binding the six arms of the blood-red shadow.
The desolate mountains and sacred peaks pressed in from all directions.
The crimson sun hung at the very top, as if it would burn the Blood Shadow's entire body to ashes.
Blood Shadow looked up.
Behind the mask, those eyes were cold and expressionless.
"Will it ruin your foundation?"
He spoke in a low, hoarse voice.
That's your problem.
The words fell.
All six arms clenched into fists simultaneously.
The star bone's light surged.
The desolate wilderness erupted with devastation.
boom--!
The first punch shattered a crimson-gold sacred mountain that was pressing in front of him.
This time, however, the sacred mountain did not completely disintegrate after it shattered.
Burning true intent allowed Qin Xuanxiao's domain to recover even faster; the shattered mountain turned into crimson gold fragments, which then reformed in mid-air.
The second sacred mountain is pressing down.
The third one.
The fourth one.
Blood Shadow unleashed a series of punches.
Each punch was heavier than the last.
Each punch could shatter a corner of the Marquis's domain.
But after Qin Xuanxiao burned his true intent, the entire domain seemed to come alive.
The shattered mountains reunited.
The broken river begins to flow again.
The crimson sun continued to unleash an increasingly heavy pressure, a pressure that could grant one a title of nobility.
For the first time, the dark gold star bone within Blood Shadow's body emitted a slight tremor.
The onlookers were terrified.
"Has Senior Bloodstained been suppressed again?"
Song Li's voice trembled.
Ji Qinghe stared intently at the sky above the White Pagoda.
"No."
"It's not the same kind of suppression as before."
"He can still fight."
"But Qin Xuanxiao is stronger than before."
That's what they say.
But she was still tense inside.
Because everyone could see that Qin Xuanxiao, after burning his true intent, had pushed the battle to another level.
Previously, Blood Shadow's use of Star Bone Projection to shatter the Mountain and River Suppressing World Seal was truly astonishing.
But Qin Xuanxiao was ultimately a mid-stage Marquis-level ancestor.
Such a person, until the very last moment, no one knows how many tricks he still has up his sleeve.
Inside the temporary council chamber of the elders.
Many elders stood up again.
They were so frightened by the blood shadow shattering the Mountain and River Town Seal that they lost their voices.
But now, seeing Qin Xuanxiao burn his true intent and suppress the Blood Shadow again, a glimmer of hope reappeared in his eyes.
"Qin Xuanxiao still has energy to spare!"
"After burning the true meaning of mountains and rivers, he has already approached the peak of the mid-stage of the Marquis title in a short period of time."
"Even if the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator is strong, he may not be able to withstand it."
"As long as Qin Xuanxiao kills this person, Longyuan City will have one less uncontrollable factor."
Marquis Zhenxing still did not agree.
Half of his gaze was fixed on the open battlefield.
The other half, however, kept staring at the bottom of the White Tower.
The dark golden aura below became increasingly stable.
It's getting heavier and heavier.
As the aura below stabilized, the fluctuations emanating from Blood Shadow began to become even more dangerous.
Marquis Zhenxing said in a low voice:
"It's not over yet."
An elder frowned:
"My lord, do you still believe that the Blood-Faced Ancient Cultivator has a backup plan?"
Zhenxinghou's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched the blurry phantom gradually emerge behind Xueying.
"There's a backup plan."
"He hasn't really started yet."
Above the White Pagoda.
Qin Xuanxiao also noticed something was wrong.
The blood shadow was suppressed again by the burning Shanhe Houyu.
However, instead of showing any signs of collapse, a more violent and destructive aura was awakening within Xueying.
That aura wasn't just a simple increase in power.
It seems that a higher-level battle body is about to break free from the Blood Shadow's body.
Qin Xuanxiao's eyes turned cold.
"Still want to change?"
He clenched his fingers together abruptly.
The crimson river transformed into countless chains, instantly binding the six arms of the Blood Shadow.
The desolate mountains and sacred peaks guard the area from all directions.
The crimson sun fell.
The power of the three domains pressed down on Blood Shadow simultaneously.
If this attack lands, even with the Star Bone projection, Blood Shadow will have half of its body crushed.
But at this very moment...
The crimson lotus fire pattern on the forehead of the Blood Shadow Mask ignited completely.
It's not fire.
It is not a magic technique either.
That was the destructive phenomenon formed after the extreme qi and blood were subjected to high-speed friction, collapse, and heavy pressure under the projection of the star body skeleton.
Crimson red, like a lotus.
Yet it carried an oppressive feeling as if the laws of nature were being burned away.
Behind the blood shadow.
In addition to the original six dark gold arms, two more blurry arm phantoms slowly emerged.
Eight arms.
A body made of dark gold.
Behind them, a crimson lotus slowly bloomed in the void.
Within the crimson lotus, a colossal, dark golden phantom of Brahma opened its eyes.
The phantom was incomplete.
It only manifests briefly.
But the moment it appeared, it felt as if some kind of world-destroying will swept across the entire sky above the white tower.
Everyone paused for a moment.
Gu Changye stood atop the Black Tower, his eyes suddenly shining almost blindingly bright.
His fingers even trembled slightly with excitement.
"The third stage..."
"Blood Shadow can actually unleash the third stage..."
He abruptly opened the black notebook and wrote a few lines on it.
The Blood Shadow Structure has been upgraded once again.
The star bone projection can support the prototype of the third-stage battle body.
The clone can unleash the first half of the Great Brahma Body of Annihilation.
He paused here.
Then another line was added.
If the clone can reach this level, the limits of the original body are immeasurable.
After writing these words, Gu Changye's smile became somewhat complicated for the first time.
excited.
Horrifying.
fanaticism.
There was also a hint of apprehension that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
This means that Lin Yuan's true level is leaping upwards at a speed that he can hardly comprehend.
In the ruins of the White Pagoda.
The eight-armed phantom behind Blood Shadow was fully formed.
The karmic fire of the Pure World Red Lotus ignited behind him.
That fire was not a magical flame.
It's not true qi or flames either.
Rather, it is a destructive flame formed under the extreme friction of qi and blood.
As soon as it appeared, the crimson-gold chains that Qin Xuanxiao used to bind the Blood Shadow emitted a piercing sound.
Like iron chains heated to a red-hot temperature.
It's as if the true meaning of a domain has been forcibly eroded by some more brutal force.
Qin Xuanxiao's expression finally changed.
"What kind of battle form is this?"
Blood Shadow did not answer.
All eight arms were raised at the same time.
Six of the arms are solidified.
The arms are illusory.
Even though it was just a phantom, it instantly boosted his aura to another level.
Below the Crimson Gold Divine Mountain Town.
Blood Shadow took a step forward.
He threw a punch.
boom--!
The first sacred mountain was blasted through.
It wasn't cracked.
It's not about breaking the outer layer.
Instead, a huge hole was punched through the mountain from bottom to top.
The crimson karmic fire spread along the cracks, burning the divine mountain formed from the true essence of being granted a title of nobility until it crumbled into pieces.
Qin Xuanxiao's pupils contracted.
The second sacred mountain pressed down.
Blood Shadow unleashed his second punch.
The desolate wilderness was superimposed with the anomaly of the crimson lotus's destruction.
Mount Shenyue collapsed on the spot.
The third punch.
The crimson river was cut off.
The fourth punch.
The edge of the dim, yellow sun trembled violently from the impact.
The fifth punch.
A huge blank space appeared in the burning mountains and rivers of the Marquis's domain.
The true meaning of all realms there seemed to have been forcibly erased.
The people outside were completely speechless.
They could only watch as the dark golden Brahma phantom appeared behind the black-robed, blood-faced figure, as the Red Lotus Karmic Fire burned mountains and rivers, and as the domain that Qin Xuanxiao had gained by burning his Dao foundation was cracked by punches.
Song Li's eyes were wide open.
"Is this still Senior Bloodstained?"
Ji Qinghe's voice was dry:
"Perhaps... this is what Senior Blood really looks like."
Ning Wushuang was shaken to her core.
She once thought that Chu Tianheng, who ranked first on the freshman list, was already the pinnacle of the younger generation at Longyuan Academy.
But now, she suddenly finds it all ridiculous.
What is this "new student list"?
What kind of academic genius?
The younger generation of the four major families.
On this battlefield of the White Tower, even being a bystander is barely a privilege.
What truly determines the格局 (geju, overall situation/structure) of Longyuan City is this level of existence.
Blood-faced Ancient Cultivator.
Qin Xuanxiao.
And the unknown thing at the bottom of the White Tower that even powerful Marquis-level experts dare not easily touch.
Above the White Pagoda.
Qin Xuanxiao felt the Mountain and River Marquis Domain being constantly worn down by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and his face turned completely gloomy.
"it is good."
"very good."
"I have dominated Longyuan City for a hundred years, and today you have forced me to this point."
He suddenly opened his arms wide.
The burning mountains and rivers of the Hou domain have all shrunk.
The crimson sun merged into his back.
Barren mountains, long rivers, ancient cities, and setting sun all coalesced around him into a pale yellow battle robe.
This is Qin Xuanxiao's true trump card.
Mountains and rivers enter the body.
He was granted the title of Marquis.
Forcibly enhance physical combat power using the true meaning of the domain.
This will further damage the foundation.
However, it will also give him terrifying power sufficient for direct combat in a short period of time.
Qin Xuanxiao took a step forward.
He appeared in front of Blood Shadow in an instant.
He slapped down with his palm.
Within the palm of his hand, mountains and rivers were compressed into a seal.
Blood Shadow Eight Arms charged forward.
boom--!
The two collided.
In the center of the White Pagoda ruins, the ground collapsed, creating a huge, deep pit.
The shock wave spread outwards.
The isolation formations set up by the Zhenxing Army were shaken and flickered.
Qin Xuanxiao struck down with one palm after another.
Each palm strike was like a mountain and a river crashing down.
Blood Shadow Eight Arms unleashed a barrage of attacks.
Each punch was like a dark gold star collapsing and exploding.
The two fought their way from the ruins of the White Pagoda into the air, and then crashed back to the ground.
The crimson mountains and rivers intertwine with the fiery flames of the red lotus.
For the first time, Qin Xuanxiao stopped using his domain to suppress others and instead chose to engage in close combat.
Because he knew that continuing to compete in domain recovery would only result in being continuously worn down by the Blood Shadow's Crimson Lotus Destruction Phenomenon.
Only by getting close.
Only by using his physical body and combat skills, enhanced by burning his true intent at the mid-stage of the Marquisate, could he forcefully shatter the Blood Shadow.
But the more he hit, the heavier his heart became.
Because he discovered that after Blood Shadow activated the prototype of this third stage, his body's ability to withstand stress was ridiculously strong.
It's clearly a clone.
It clearly has no real flesh and blood.
However, after each impact from the true essence of mountains and rivers, the dark gold star bone within his body would light up, forcefully transmitting, dispersing, and bearing most of the pressure.
This doesn't resemble an independent ancient cultivator at all.
It's more like a combat embodiment that is remotely powered and supported.
A ridiculous thought suddenly flashed through Qin Xuanxiao's mind.
Blood-faced Ancient Cultivator...
Is that really the original body?
The idea had just formed in my mind.
Blood Shadow's fist had already struck his chest.
Qin Xuanxiao raised his hand to block.
boom!
The battle robes of Shanhe shook violently.
Qin Xuanxiao was forced back dozens of feet.
A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he finally spat out a mouthful of blood.
Blood splattered in mid-air.
This was the first time the ancestor, who had been granted the title of Marquis in the middle stage, had truly suffered a blow
The entire city of Longyuan was deathly silent.
Blood Shadow stood in the center of the White Tower ruins.
Behind them, the karmic fire of the Red Lotus burns.
Its eight arms and dark gold body resembled those of a demon or god.
The red lotus fire pattern on the forehead of the mask was so intense it was blinding.
He looked up at Qin Xuanxiao.
The voice was icy cold.
"Are they serious?"
"that's all?"