Invincible Kungfu Healer

Chapter 876: Raging Blood Ocean

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

There would certainly not be more than five hidden martial arts strain youths who could master three types of rite of passage martial arts. Also, he could tell that this youth, Mo Wen, was very young. Mo Wen was so young that even Lord Merciless felt that it was unbelievable for him to have such abilities.

Among the hidden martial arts strain, a person under fifty was considered to be a youth. Those between fifty and one hundred were viewed as adults and those between one hundred and one hundred fifty years of age were seen as middle-aged.

Only those who were more than one hundred and fifty years old could be considered elders.

The hidden martial arts strain ancient martial art practitioners each had deep cultivation. Even the weakest among them would be extraordinary in the outside world. Naturally, in terms of age, they could not be categorized in the same way as ordinary people.

On the surface, Lord Merciless appeared to be an ordinary youth in his twenties, but, in reality, he was already over forty. In fact, he was approaching fifty years of age.

Among the hidden martial arts strain, those in their twenties were no different from children who had just come in contact with martial art teachings.

Such a child had actually mastered three types of rite of passage martial arts! Such a thing was unheard of even among the hidden martial arts strain.

"Your talent surprises me. However, to be able to kill a genius like you with my own hands also makes me excited. You can only blame yourself for standing out so much and not knowing restraint."

Lord Merciless looked intently at Mo Wen. Since Lord Merciless had developed a death grudge with such a genius, he would certainly nip Mo Wen in the bud. Otherwise, Mo Wen would be a threat in the future and return to trouble him.

"You keep saying that you want to kill me. I wonder! Have you managed it yet?" Mo Wen said plainly. The insufferably arrogant attitude of Lord Merciless was too absurd. Being too full of oneself would only make a person seem like a joke to others.

Mo Wen's martial art teacher was the Star Emperor. Although it only been the afterimage of the Star Emperor that had taught him a few moves, it was on a level that ordinary ancient martial art practitioners could not possibly compare with. Even the ancient martial art practitioners that became immortal were like fireflies when compared to the Star Emperor who was like the moon. Aside from his own intelligence, the most important factor in allowing Mo Wen to comprehend three of the seven Glory techniques was the guidance of the Star Emperor.

"You think too highly of yourself. Die!"

A hostile look flashed in Lord Merciless's eyes. At the same time, a halo of crimson light began to shine. This crimson halo was like an ocean of blood, instantly covering an area with a radius of a thousand meters.

It was too fast. Even Mo Wen could not avoid it in time. In an instant, he was enveloped by the Blood Ocean.

A stench of blood swept over him. He felt his entire body sink uncontrollably, as though he had fallen into a muddy swamp.

"The Raging Blood Ocean! It is the legendary secret martial arts of the Blood Evil Temple."

A thousand meters away, Shao Ji drew a cold breath. He looked at the Blood Ocean in fear. As the young Temple Leader of the Ming Temple, he naturally had some pride. He had acted so humbly before Lord Merciless because he knew Lord Merciless' identity.

In the Hua Xia ancient martial art world, there were only a few sects that the Ming Temple could not afford to offend. The Blood Evil Temple was one of them. As the Ming Temple's young Temple Leader, he knew some secrets related to the hidden martial arts strain. The Blood Evil Temple, even among the hidden martial arts strain, was an existence at the very top.

Back when the Ming Cult had been at its prime under the leadership of the 34th Cult Leader, they had also been very cautious of these hidden martial arts strain sects. Fortunately, the hidden martial arts strain seemed to hide themselves away from the world and rarely ventured out into the Jianghu, unless something major had occurred. That had allowed the Ming Cult to easily dominate the entire martial arts circle.

"Mo Wen will surely die this time."

A hideous look flashed in Shao Ji's eyes. Mo Wen had even forced Lord Merciless to unleash the Raging Blood Ocean. If Mo Wen did not die, who else would?

Lord Merciless was situated in the Blood Ocean. The crimson waves churned. His entire person was dyed red, as though he was a demon king from Hell. He walked slowly step by step, leisurely stepping on the waves as he approached. Since Mo Wen had fallen into his Blood Ocean, naturally only death awaited him.

"So, it is also a rite of passage martial art."

A light glimmered in Mo Wen's eyes as his expression turned serious. The Blood Ocean before his eyes contained endless killing intent. Not only was it restricting him like a cage, but it also kept eating away at his Inner Qi, slowly wearing him out.

"Did you think that you are the only one in this world who mastered rite of passage martial arts? In the end, you are just too inexperienced. Compared to me, you are still far too inferior," Lord Merciless said with a cold smile.

Although Mo Wen had also mastered rite of passage martial arts, and more than one type, his cultivation was still too low. Compared to Lord Merciless, he was still a bit weaker. Also, Lord Merciless' Raging Blood Ocean was a martial arts technique that was compatible with his own Way of Practice. As they came from the same source, its might was naturally greater. Mo Wen's seven Glory techniques were inherited from the Star Emperor. However, aside from these few martial art techniques, he did not receive any other inheritance from the Star Emperor. Therefore, he could not unleash the three Glory techniques exceptionally well.

"Die."

When he said this word once again, Lord Merciless was full of confidence. He did not believe that Mo Wen, who was trapped in the Blood Ocean, could escape.

The crimson waves churned. Lord Merciless's body emitted a terrifying crimson light. A gigantic crimson hand appeared above Mo Wen's head and furiously grabbed at him.

The surrounding Blood Ocean instantly began to boil. Mo Wen was at its center, and it kept him trapped securely inside.

…

As the two of them battled, a silhouette floated around silently like an illusion a hundred kilometers away. The person appeared blurry. Colorful bubbles surrounded her. It was dazzling to behold, but it also hid her true figure and appearance.

She stood on a boulder and looked in the direction of Lord Merciless and Mo Wen's battle. A look of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

"Such killing intent. That crimson light must be the Blood Evil Temple's Raging Blood Ocean. Who is fighting with Lord Merciless? They have actually forced him to unleash the Raging Blood Ocean"

"Interesting. I might get to see something interesting."

The mysterious silhouette spoke and then her entire person disappeared quietly, leaving not a single trace behind. Her concealment technique was so advanced that it was terrifying.

…

The gigantic crimson palm covered Mo Wen's head like a crimson cloud. The terrifying pressure seemed as though it could flatten a mountain. Even Shao Ji, who was a thousand meters away, felt a pressure that made it hard for him to breathe.

"As expected of a rite of passage martial art. It is so frightening. Rumor has it that this Lord Merciless has traded blows with a third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster. Not only did he not lose, but he ended up severely injuring the other party. Even my father is most likely no match for him. In the entire Ming Temple, only the old ancestor who is in seclusion might be able to suppress him."

Shao Ji took a deep breath. Lord Merciless was just a strong youth practitioner in the Blood Evil Temple, yet he was already so terrifying. No wonder that his father's expression was fearful when he spoke of the Blood Evil Temple.

"You are indeed very powerful."

Mo Wen sighed. Lord Merciless had mastered rite of passage martial arts at such a young age. His talent did not need to be mentioned. Having practiced rites of passage martial arts, Lord Merciless was most likely even more powerful than that Blood Kindred Pinnacle Grand Earl. Mo Wen was probably no match for Lord Merciless.

"Now, are you finally willing to face reality?" Lord Merciless kept laughing coldly as he stood on the crest of a crimson wave. His red clothes fluttered even though there was no wind. His imposing manner was currently without equal.

For him, and even for the Blood Evil Temple, it was not a bad thing to be able to kill such a monstrous genius. Even among members of the hidden martial arts strain, there was frequent conflict. The Blood Evil Temple was not without competitors. This youth was so young and already had such frightening abilities. If he was allowed to grow further, his potential would most probably be limitless. Lord Merciless suspected that this Mo Wen most probably was an enemy of the Blood Evil Temple. Ordinary sects could not possibly cultivate such a talent.

"Is this your eighth move?" Mo Wen asked suddenly out of the blue, ignoring Lord Merciless' arrogance.

Lord Merciless was slightly stunned. He immediately sneered and said, "You are still thinking about which move I am making? As expected, you are a fool. Do you believe that there is any point to this conversation?"

"That's not it. I was just wondering whether after this move you would have any other techniques to complete a ninth or tenth move. I see that you seem to be running out of ideas."

Mo Wen shook his head. Lord Merciless even unleashed rite of passage martial arts. Even if he had any other moves, they would most likely only serve as a last resort. However, in the Red Stone Forest that was fraught with danger, Lord Merciless would not fight someone else to the death lightly. That was tantamount to putting himself in a dangerous position.

"What a joke. Do you believe that I still need any other moves? You're still being stubborn. Later, I will send your soul flying." Lord Merciless looked at Mo Wen as though he was watching at a dead man. However, this dead person was still pointlessly struggling. Lord Merciless enjoyed seeing the despairing expressions of his prey. However, Mo Wen's expression was not the type he liked.

"Young man, being overconfident is not a good thing. You might win today; however, there's still a long way to go. I will experience your ninth and tenth moves another time. I only hope that you can still be as confident as you are now when that happens."

Mo Wen shook his head. His tone sounded like an elderly person. It seemed as though Lord Merciless was his junior.

Shao Ji rolled his eyes. Act! Keep up your act! Mo Wen was stubborn even when he was at death's door. However, Shao Ji was also impressed. This person was almost completely shameless. With Mo Wen's ability, if he had tried to escape straight away, he might have been able to get away. But right now, he was caught in Lord Merciless' Raging Blood Ocean. Only death awaited him.

Lord Merciless was so furious that his eyes were full of killing intent. He had never encountered such a person before! This youth was still putting on airs, as though he was the true victor, even though he was about to die! This Mo Wen was very frustrating.

"I changed my mind. I will not kill you. I want to capture you alive and torture you a hundred times every day. I will make your life a living hell…"

Lord Merciless's voice was like a sinister wind from the depths of the Nine Hells. However, he had not finished speaking when two beams of light, one black and one gold, shot up to the sky and pierced the clouds. They were two completely different types of power. Their attributes were the opposite of one another. They reinforced and counteracted each other. One was hot and one was cold, but they miraculously merged together.

A Yin Yang eight trigram silently appeared above the Blood Ocean. With Mo Wen at its center, it gradually began to spin.

The Blood Ocean seemed to be pulled by a bizarre power. It stopped suppressing Mo Wen and instead began to erratically spin around.

Mo Wen's body flashed with a golden light. The next moment, his entire body broke out of the Blood Ocean. He traversed more than a thousand meters in an instant, appearing on top of another mountain peak.

"What is that?"

Shao Ji, who was far away, looked at the eight trigram in astonishment. He could not sense any aura from it at all. However, he felt a feeling of mystery and awe uncontrollably well up inside of him.

"Another rite of passage martial art! What do you take rite of passage martial arts to be? How is this possible?"

Lord Merciless's expression instantly turned extremely sullen. It was another rite of passage martial art, and it was very unique. It seemed to be formed by a combination of two types of rite of passage martial arts. It was mysterious beyond compare. It was even a level higher than his own Raging Blood Ocean.

Also, the martial arts method that Mo Wen practiced was very compatible with this rite of passage martial arts, so they reinforced each other. Its might was rather extraordinary. This was completely different from the other three rite of passage martial arts that he had unleashed before this. Lord Merciless's Raging Blood Ocean was instantly countered by Mo Wen's mysterious eight trigram.

The eight trigram only appeared for an instant. The next moment, it gradually disappeared. After all, Mo Wen's cultivation was limited and far weaker than Lord Merciless's. He could not truly go head-to-head with Lord Merciless's power.

"This is all you can manage to do. Next time when you fight, stop claiming that you will kill people. It will only make you a laughing stock. You still fall short if you want to kill me. I will experience your ninth and tenth move some other day. Farewell."

Mo Wen swept a cold glance at Lord Merciless. Then, he became a beam of golden light and instantly disappeared from his original spot. It was as though he had merged into the wind, immediately vanishing without a trace.

Lord Merciless's expression was extremely ugly. An evil red Qi surged out of him, flickering between bright and dim. The mountains and the winds seemed to have sensed his rage as they calmed down, not daring to further enrage this person.

Lord Merciless did not give chase because he knew that Mo Wen had mastered a rite of passage movement technique. It would be a waste of effort for him to follow. If Mo Wen wanted to run, Lord Merciless could not stop him.

Shao Ji hid far away. He did not dare to show himself, and his figure was trembling slightly. If he appeared before Lord Merciless right now, Lord Merciless would certainly violently kill him to release his anger. He did not know about other people, but Lord Merciless would certainly do so.

"Well, if this isn't Lord Merciless! Such a temper. Who made you so angry?"

A playful voice suddenly sounded in the air. This voice was very soft and gentle, and it warmed the heart like water. Anyone who heard the voice would feel relaxed and extremely comfortable. However, when this voice entered Lord Merciless's ears, it was as though the voice contained thorns. His entire body started to ache from top to bottom.

There was actually someone else hidden nearby!

Clearly, the scene just now had been seen by this person. The mockery in the voice caused Lord Merciless, who was already on the verge of exploding, to completely lose it.

"Who's there? Are you seeking death?"

With a loud rumble, an aura erupted from Lord Merciless's body. The rocks to his side could not withstand the terrifying aura crashing into them and instantly shattered, turning into dust. A pair of blood-red eyes instantly looked towards the source of the voice.

"Such a temper! You are incompetent. You can't blame others, right?"

The voice was still playful and gentle and was not affected at all by Lord Merciless's fierce aura.

The voice came from an illusionary halo of light, with bubbles constantly floating around it. There was a blurry silhouette that could not be seen clearly through the mist. However, from the graceful silhouette, as well as the gentle voice, one could identify that this was a woman.

"It's you!"

When Lord Merciless saw this woman, he stopped breathing for a moment. His temper actually calmed down in an instant, as though he was being forced to hold it back.