One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 464: Chapter 387: The Descent of Blood River

Boom!

Even in his everyday state, Su Heng’s power was boundless.

Before his fist even struck, the immense intent behind it already oppressively filled the entire sky.

As if continuously shaking and tilting, under the effect of the Thunder Drawing Pearl, eighteen blood-colored thunderbolts descended from the heavens. The multitude of demons that were flitting about the Shadow Demon God didn’t even have the chance to react before they were instantaneously reduced to ashes.

Crack!

The space in front of Su Heng, along with Nenos.

Shattered inch by inch, like a mirror plummeting from mid-air.

But Nenos was not dead.

Like a cold stream of water, it swept backwards for a thousand meters, and then reformed.

An unscathed Shadow Demon God thus emerged from the boundless darkness once again.

Swoosh!

Su Heng extended a finger towards the front.

A white incandescent light shot toward Nenos’s direction at high speed.

Boom!

Nenos raised his Scepter.

A dark red bloody light clashed against Su Heng’s attack, causing a tremendous explosion between them.

A large fireball appeared out of nowhere, and the shockwave swept across all directions like a rapidly expanding balloon. The ground was initially compressed, then began to peel away in layers. Countless plumes of smoke obscured the sky.

"You’re being too reckless,” Nenos’s ancient, hoarse voice came through, “The one you’re facing is not just any Pillar God, but a thread of the vast and mighty power within the eternal heavens.”

"So what?” Su Heng smirked.

Salos’s roar came from a distance, “What are you doing? Take action now!”

He thumped his fist heavily onto the chest of Tong Shan Great Saint, forcing the latter back. Then he roared, looking around him, where bodies were piled up like mountains. Those Dragon Guards clad in Golden Armor and demon path powerhouses forcefully brought by Su Heng were slaughtering his army mercilessly. Each one of these demons was meticulously nurtured by him, bestowed with great expectations…

But now!

Enraged, Salos was furious, and even Nenos, who was idly standing by, was remembered with ire.

"Shut up!” Facing his enraged comrade, Nenos seemed to have torn off his long-standing disguise.

He let out a ghastly cold laugh first, then spoke in his hoarse voice, “You don’t understand anything. You think you can command the Blood River. Wrong! You are merely a trivial offering for the arrival of the Blood River. You’re too young, your fear of the Demon Dragon made you too greedy for power. Otherwise, I would not have lured you in so easily.”

"You!?”

Salos had his eyes wide open in anger, suddenly realizing something was terribly wrong.

Swoosh!

An overwhelming sense of crisis.

Like an invisible giant hand, it fiercely gripped his heart.

Salos was covered in blood. He was exhausted from the intense battle with Tong Shan Great Saint.

But even so, he erupted with a burst of strength. The ground exploded as Salos’s body flew forward, attempting to distance himself from this battlefield. Ｒ𝘼Nօ𝐛Ës

"Too late.”

Nenos’s wolf-like face bore a mocking expression.

He raised the Scepter in his hand, gently pointed it forward, and his constantly moving lips seemed to utter a spell.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The remaining Original Blood Guards exploded one after another.

The dense blood plasma transformed into flying ribbons, tightly wrapping around Salos.

The latter, like sinking into a quagmire, slowed down. A large expanse of sinew twisted grotesquely around his neck, the expression on his face was one of unbearable agony.

He struggled violently.

Reaching out to tear off those ribbons wrapped around his body.

But to no avail, those blood transformed substances were extremely tough; not even the power of a Pillar God could break free.

Instead, more and more nets of blood began to wrap around Salos, growing denser, and his huge body was like an insect squished by a giant hand. Blood mixed with fragments of viscera spurted out from that terrifying mouth.

"Hiss

This sudden turn of events stunned everyone on the battlefield.

"What’s going on? Why have they started fighting each other?” Zhao Sheng gasped for breath with one big hand on his head.

"No matter what, we can’t let his plan succeed,” said Nangong Yue, covered in blood after the repeated battles, no longer maintaining the elegance of a Moon Palace Fairy.

But her perception was still sharp.

Even amidst the chaos of the battlefield, she was able to make accurate judgments.

"Alright!” Zhao Sheng swung a heavy punch down on Salos, now transformed into a Blood Cocoon.

Huang Mei, the old man, had a brown sack floating above his head. At that moment, it also poured out Wind Blades, which fell on Salos.

"Save the Great General!” Among the demons from the Blood Realm, there were some survivors loyal to Salos. True to his careful nurturing, they were indeed loyal.

At that moment, they also displayed their Divine Skills, trying to help Salos escape from the web of blood.

On the battlefield, a spectacle emerged.

The two groups of people, who were fighting fiercely moments ago, surprisingly managed to put their disputes on hold, however briefly.

Yet, the results of their attacks were next to nothing.

Within those blood webs, there existed a certain power that kept both human and demon attacks entirely at bay, and could even draw some strength from them.

The red glow enveloping them grew more intense, until Salos was completely submerged within.

Struggles ceased, howls faded away.

From a distance…

A colossal blood cocoon, over twenty meters tall, stood erect on this stretch of land.

And within the Blood Realm, Nenos’s chanting became louder, “Blood that sears the gaze, the source of life. From blood we rise, to blood we fall… My lord shepherds all things, holds life and death; you owe my lord much gratitude… I grant the creatures of this world blood and sword, and with them, I beseech the Original Blood River to descend!”

Boom!

The vast sound of water that already shrouded the battlefield grew even more thunderous.

A long, narrow crack suddenly split open in the heavens of the Blood Realm, a thousand meters wide, like a colossal blood-red eye, looking down indifferently upon the entire battlefield from above. Su Heng looked up, feeling waves of crisis in his heart. He turned and threw out a bolt of lightning that struck the blood cocoon transformed by Salos.

But similarly, it couldn’t completely destroy it, merely blasting a large hole that was quickly healing at a visible rate.

Drip-drop!

Something fell from the sky.

Su Heng squinted his eyes, stretching a palm forward.

A warm sensation emerged in his palm, and amidst the misty red light, a blot of crimson bloodstain appeared.

The falling rain grew heavier, first like a torrential downpour, then like a deluge, and finally like the sky collapsing, with deafening sounds accompanying the thick Blood Rivers that descended from the heavens, carrying a tremendous force as they surged towards Su Heng. Su Heng tried to dodge, but the will of the Blood Realm was awakening too, materializing from the invisible.

Chains of crimson emerged from nothing, coiling around Su Heng’s body.

Although he quickly broke free,

Su Heng’s speed had nonetheless been slowed down for a moment.

Following which his robust body was engulfed by the Blood River, which surged forth across the battlefield.

After the Mythical Battlefield descended, it was as if a gigantic bowl had been placed upon the earth.

Inside this “blood bowl” was the domain of the Blood Realm, while the space outside belonged to the present world.

As the situation on the battlefield became clear, with many demons being killed, the expansion of this “large bowl” had gradually slowed down and started to stabilize. But now, this brief stability had been thoroughly shattered, and the Mythical Battlefield was expanding outward at a frighteningly fast rate.@@novelbin@@

The environment of Skull Plain was harsh.

But there was still some vitality here, with some yellowish weeds growing on the ground.

Yet, as the red light swept over, these weeds first withered, then turned into metallic-looking spikes.

And the corpses lying on the ground.

They, too, were being contaminated by the power within the Longevity Heaven, starting to wriggle.

New monsters took possession of their bodies, spreading wings, uttering their first cries upon birth.

Nangong Yue and the others, though well-versed and knowledgeable, had never seen such a bizarre turn of events.

"What in the world is going on?” Zhao Sheng could only feel his brows twitch violently, “With the Mythical Battlefield expanding at such a pace, it’s illogical. If this continues, it won’t take long for the entire Skull Plain to fall within the Blood Realm.”

"What about Su Heng?” At this moment, Nangong Yue couldn’t think calmly either.

She actually wished for Su Heng’s demise.

Yet Su Heng had left the mark of the Seed of Destruction on them.

If Su Heng dies, they would all have to follow suit in death.

"Do you think the Demon Dragon would encounter mishaps here?” It was Huang Mei, the open-hearted old man who reassured them, “I think we better worry about ourselves first.”

"Let’s retreat from here for now,” said Tong Shan Great Saint, his gaze heavy as he looked toward the primordial Blood River surging like an ocean tide in the distance.

The order was quickly conveyed.

Fortunately, those present were either demon path bigwigs or Original Dragon Guards.

All of them possessed profound cultivation, far beyond ordinary imagination. Despite the incredibly fast speed of the Original Blood River’s onslaught, the group managed to dodge left and right. But the Original Blood River split them into two groups, and everyone found themselves inside the realm of the Blood Realm. The battlefield environment changed, and Earth Immortals like Nangong Yue immediately felt a heavy pressure descending upon them.

This was the repulsion brought about by the World Will.

Even though some worlds within the Longevity Heaven had their own wills,

Actively willful worlds like the Blood Realm were rare, and this world indeed had some peculiar aspects.

"Quick, look over there!” Zhao Sheng pointed toward the distance.

Everyone turned their gaze.

Only to see movement emanating from the blood cocoon into which Salos had transformed.

As if something nurtured inside was about to hatch.

Nangong Yue’s face suddenly went pale.

Salos was already tough enough to deal with in his normal state, let alone the monster that would emerge, strengthened by the Blood River.

Ssssh!

Without leaving her more time to think,

Along came a crackling sound, and a bloody hand tore through the external cocoon, stretching out from within.

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