Immortal Path to Heaven

Chapter 971: Kill

As the voice spread, booming sounds in the sky spread in all directions.

Several kilometers away, the mists surged, dragons and snakes danced, and the sky changed color. A Blood Dragon shrunk the ground into inches and rushed over.

"This… Path conception? The dantian has transformed into a lake. It's a Venerable One!" He Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was grave.

The giant rock in Dong Ruyu's heart was finally lifted. It secretly let out a long sigh of relief, and it looked ruthless as it enunciated each word, "Hahaha, you actually dare to pursue to kill a young master from the Blood Horned Dragon Clan? Today, I want you to die! Not only you but also your family, friends, woman, and even everyone who has interacted with you won't be able to escape. I want you to know what hell is!"

Blood dripped from the corner of its mouth, but the resentment in its words was getting stronger.

Hearing those words, Ou Yangming's eyes were filled with blood mist. The killing intent in his heart was dense.

He Jian exhaled a breath of cold air, patted the young fellow's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Brother Yu, take a step back. The Blood Horned Dragon Venerable One will arrive here in a few breaths at most. When it arrives, even if we want to escape, it won't be easy." He had chased after Dong Ruyu all the way, so he understood that the strength of the young master could not be underestimated. Moreover, it had many life-saving methods, so it would not be easy to deal with it.

Ou Yangming shook his head, and the aura on his body condensed.

He let out a long cry and asked, "Retreat? Why should I retreat? The one that should die isn't dead yet, so I can't retreat! People were born equal, so why should those people be raised by the foreign races and harvested like wheat?"

His voice had yet to fade away when his center of gravity sank. He turned into a white streak of light and rushed toward Dong Ruyu.

He wanted to kill it forcefully in front of the Venerable One.

Cultivators sought fortune in the face of life and death. When faced with a situation, they would be cautious and cowardly. How could they talk about the great path? How could they talk about immortality?

"Go to hell!" With a flip of his wrist, he gripped the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer tightly.

A blood light swirled and countless strange runes began to flow. He stabbed it downward.

Dong Ruyu's eyes were filled with ridicule and hatred. Its interspatial bag lit up once again, and a piece of blood jade flew out. It grew with the wind, transforming into a Blood Lion that was 23 to 26 meters tall. Its eyes were cold, and its aura surged as it pressed down on Ou Yangming. The sky suddenly fell silent. Around it, numerous cyclones were formed and extinguished, destroyed and born again. It was chaotic. It was difficult to describe the scene with words. If that was all, it would be fine but even the spiritual Qi within a radius of tens of meters was swallowed by the Blood Lion with a single gulp.

It then opened its mouth and spat out the Qi, which turned into white threads that enveloped Ou Yangming, stopping him from pursuing the young master.

Dong Ruyu did not even turn its head back. Its speed was even faster as it moved away.

As for He Jian, he sighed heavily and rushed over. He thought to himself, 'Young and frivolous!' Even so, the admiration in his eyes was clear to see.

With a flick of his wrist, he waved his sleeve forward and channeled his spiritual power to the 1-meter-long sword. With a flash of cold light, he flicked it at the Blood Lion.

Plenty of sword Qi waves shot out like stars, scattered and stained with a gorgeous and charming halo as they dispersed the white silk threads.

"Senior He, your cultivation in the path of swords is indeed extraordinary." Ou Yangming's eyes lit up!

Before he could finish his words, he turned his spear around and drew a perfect arc with his bare hands.

An incomparably sharp spear-light was drawn in the air, and half of the sky lit up!

"Slash!" This voice was filled with chilling intent. After Ou Yangming snorted coldly, the spiritual Qi in his dantian poured into the arc without any regard for the consequences. The speed of the spear-light increased greatly, to the point that it was impossible for the naked eye to catch it.

"Boom…" The world rumbled. The Blood Lion was reduced to dust when it came into contact with the spear-light.

This was the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer. This was Ou Yangming's current strength. A casual attack from him would be tainted by the power of the world.

Nonetheless, due to the obstruction of the Blood Lion, the distance between Ou Yangming and Dong Ruyu was once again pulled apart.

The mists 5 kilometers away surged, raising a screen of light that was tens of meters tall. It carried an earth-shaking killing intent. A majestic pressure fell from the sky like a huge mountain, pressing heavily on Ou Yangming's shoulder. One could even see a big man with a dragon head and a human body stepping on the light screen as he rushed over.

Dong Chenyu's expression was gloomy, and his brows were about to drip water.

The anger in his heart had reached its peak. 'It was fine that they were chasing after the young master of the Blood Horned Dragon Clan but after hearing my furious roar, they actually didn't stop. Aren't they looking down on the Blood Horned Dragon Clan?' Mists spread out from his pores at an even faster speed, and his eyes were scarlet. He made up his mind that he would capture these 2 people and bring them back to the clan. The Venerable One would let them suffer a fate worse than death. He would use their skins to light heavenly lamps, extract their souls, and fuse them into wicks to be burned day and night to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Ou Yangming's gaze glanced into the distance. Dong Chenyu's figure was still just a black dot.

"3 breaths, 3 breaths left!" He calculated the time and understood that once the Venerable One arrived, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens to kill Dong Ruyu.

He gritted his teeth and took out the Blood Flight Belt. He raised his hand and patted it lightly, then he roared internally, 'Blood Flight!'

Before he could finish his words, the belt emitted a piercing red light. A beautiful arc shot out, tearing apart the grey sky and pouncing toward Dong Ruyu.

Due to the speed, space was pressing toward Ou Yangming. Nevertheless, his cultivation had already reached that of an Advanced Spiritualist and was no longer the same as before. He just felt a little uncomfortable and adapted to it.

Dong Ruyu's mental power sensed this scene, and its face changed greatly.

It was utterly shocked. It never thought that Ou Yangming would be so determined to kill it and would use the Blood Flight.

The young master shouted loudly, "Father, save me!" Its voice was urgent. It had seen Ou Yangming use the Dragon Phoenix Resonance before, and it knew it could not block that level of power at all.

Dong Chenyu's eyes were wide open. He pushed his speed to the limit and shouted, "You bastard, how dare you!"

As he spoke, his right hand interlocked with his left hand. The hands joined together as if they had evolved into a myriad of worlds. His Dantian Lake was also boiling. The spiritual Qi in his veins was mobilized to the extreme. He pushed outward with force and spat out a mouthful of blood essence at the same time, then he yelled, "With my blood essence as a sacrifice, I ask for the ancient Blood Horned Dragon to descend and kill this enemy!" The Venerable One knew it would take at least 2 breaths for him to rush over. Dong Ruyu would not be able to hold his enemy off for such a short period of time, so he chose to attack through the air.

Dong Chenyu was certain that this attack would shatter the soul of this spear-wielding brat.

This was because only a Venerable One could contend against a Venerable One!

As Dong Chenyu's voice reverberated in the air, the sky suddenly changed, and a violent wind started to blow.

The sky was dark and blood mists appeared out of thin air. Soon after, a Blood Horned Dragon tens of meters long turned into a streak of blood light and appeared.

As soon as the Blood Horned Dragon appeared, sand, blood mists, the sky, the ground, and even Ou Yangming, who was using the Blood Flight Art, were stunned for a moment. It was as if a power that surpassed common sense had appeared. Concurrently, a desolate and leisurely aura came from ancient times and filled the sky.

The Blood Horned Dragon spat out a mouthful of blood mist. Its eyes were arrogant, and it seemed as if it had teleported as it tried to devour Ou Yangming.

Everything took only a single breath.

He Jian's expression changed greatly, and his breathing became hurried. He said, "Retreat, quickly retreat! This is the might of a Venerable One. Even if you have extraordinary talent, you can't block it!" Even Lil' Lan, who was on the old man's back, turned ghastly pale, a hint of worry flashed through her numb and blank pupils. However, it faded in an instant, and her eyes returned to their original dark color. She stared blankly at this grey world.

"Retreat?" Ou Yangming shook his head.

"I'm not willing to retreat, and I don't want to retreat! If I take a step back, I'll always have to take a step back! If I retreat today, I'll have to retreat again in the future! Faced with an ordinary Venerable One, if I don't even have the courage to exchange a single blow, how can I talk about exterminating the foreign races? How can I talk about resisting the great disaster? If my heart for the path is stained with the thought of retreat, where it suppresses my conviction and perseverance, I'll only get further away from the great path in this life. Therefore, I won't retreat!" As this thought appeared in his mind, he felt that his mind and spirit were clear, and the turbid Qi in his body and heart had dispersed.

The Heavenly Phoenix Fire in his body burned fiercely. The fresh blood in his blood vessels and the spiritual Qi in his dantian boiled.

At this moment, the blood in his pores was burning. He would not retreat until he was dead.

A red light flashed in his eyes. He threw his head back and shouted, "Head, devour with the Devouring Power!"

As soon as his voice fell, an odd-shaped head appeared. Its eyes were black and red like 2 lanterns hanging on the eaves. Its mouth was wide open, and its teeth were thin and dense. They kept rubbing against each other, making ear-piercing sounds, then a Devouring Power exploded. This was a kind of overbearing power that sucked everything in the world. The whole head seemed to have become a mysterious black hole.

With the head as the core, endless spiritual power and energies were sucked into it and quickly collapsed.

This Blood Dragon seemed to have met its natural enemy. There was no longer a trace of arrogance in its eyes as they were filled with shock.

It struggled and wanted to leave, but the Devouring Power from the mouth of the giant head was too forceful. It was simply unstoppable.

In less than a breath, the Blood Horned Dragon from ancient times was devoured. Not even a trace of its energy was left.

As for the giant head, it seemed to have eaten its fill. It exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and let out a burp.

Ou Yangming's eyes lit up. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. How could he let it go?

With a flash, the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer shone brightly and aimed at Dong Ruyu's chest.

The scales on Dong Ruyu's body were dim, and its eyes were filled with terror as if it saw a devil from hell. The last bit of courage in its heart was gone. How could it block the strike?

It could only let out a shrill cry and say, "No, I don't want to die!" It retreated in a panic and even forgot to activate its protective magic treasure.

The young master felt extremely regretful. 'Why? Why did I provoke this fiend?'

If it had known this would happen, it would not have gone out even if it was bold.

Unfortunately, while there was everything in this world, there was no medicine for regret.

"Crack!" The sound of flesh being torn apart could be heard. The Blood Spear Dragon Slayer had pierced through Dong Ruyu's heart. A counterforce exploded, shattering all of his internal organs. Blood spurted out of the corner of its mouth and with a bang, it fell from the sky.

The young master of the Blood Horned Dragon Clan—dead!