Above the Great Dao

He is an Independent of the Mahayana Realm, a member of the Independent organization. Though obsessed with power and schemes, his cultivation has never lagged behind. He believes that apart from the Sect Masters of the Thirteen Families and certain notable figures, no one else is his match in the world.

But those two saber strikes from Chen Shi just now truly shocked him. He thought to himself that if he were to face this saber, he might not be able to withstand it!

"Chen Shi's strength couldn't have increased so quickly!"

His gaze fell again on the Blood Sea Hell behind Chen Shi's head, which seemed only the size of a washbasin, yet stood behind him. However, on closer inspection, it spanned thousands of miles, hidden in the void, making it appear small!

"This Blood Sea is actually another type of Void Great Realm!"

Shui Xuanzhi's heart pounded violently as he suddenly realized the crucial point!

The Void Great Realm can only be created by cultivators of the Returning Void Realm. In the Mahayana Realm, when one refines the Mahayana, it can be merged with the physical body and the primordial spirit, achieving a state where the body itself is as vast as the void.

However, the Void Great Realm is not truly boundless. In fact, a Mahayana Realm's Void Great Realm can at most be a thousand miles wide. It's not that it can't exceed a thousand miles, but rather it cannot sustain a larger range.

Without a qualitative breakthrough in cultivation, it's impossible to exceed a thousand miles.

Yet, the Blood Sea behind Chen Shi's head is impressively thousands of miles wide!

Clearly, in terms of cultivation, Chen Shi already far surpasses him!

"Run!"

This thought suddenly popped into his mind, and he indeed did not hesitate at all, immediately soaring into the sky and stepping forward. With that step, he shrank the ground to inches, and the entire Bozhou City was merely inches under his feet.

A Mahayana Realm Cultivator, an absolute peak existence in the world, possessed cultivation and power that were truly unfathomable.

If a Mahayana Realm expert wanted to escape, no one could stop them; this was an almost unanimous belief among cultivators in the West Bull New Continent!

Just as he soared into the sky, saber light poured down like a vast ocean, and in an instant, everyone fell into the ocean, even Ren Xiao, who was a great master of the Returning Void Realm, waiting for the opportunity to strike, yet failed to catch it and was submerged by the saber light!

Shui Xuanzhi looked downward, only to see saber light engulf the city, with the entire Bozhou City appearing to be submerged by a flood and disappearing without a trace.

"Luckily, I ran fast!"

Just as he thought of this, suddenly he felt his cultivation rapidly draining away. Hurriedly looking down, he saw a shallow gash on his calf, without knowing when it was inflicted.

His blood and essence were crazily flowing out from this wound, towards the Bozhou below!

"It's just a minor wound, not a big deal!"

Shui Xuanzhi flew into the distance at high speed, trying to suppress the wound with his cultivation. However, no matter what he did, he couldn't stop it!

He seemed to be leaking uncontrollably, and in just a moment, more than half of his cultivation and qi-blood had been lost.

Shui Xuanzhi staggered and swayed, flying another hundred or so miles, arriving before a Moon, finally losing all his qi-blood, and his primordial spirit was turned into blood, falling from the sky.

In his last moments, he saw that the Moon had a diameter of only two or three miles, with a few strangely dressed people standing atop it, looking at him with schadenfreude.

His primordial spirit collapsed and disintegrated, and his soul flew out from it.

He frantically grabbed at his physical body, but was drawn by a strange force, flowing with the blood towards Bozhou.

"Whoosh!"

His figure appeared amidst a vast Blood Sea, surrounded by the ghosts of hundreds of people from the Ren Family and the ghosts of the Fuzheng Pavilion.

They slowly rose from the Blood Sea, pinned in the air by an inexplicable force.

Chen Shi sheathed his saber, and the bodies of Ren Xiao, Qin Su, and others fell one by one.

"Good! They fell well!"

Chen Shi laughed and said, "You people who do not produce but rely on martial strength to exploit the people's fat and marrow—those who act as landlords, collecting rent, taxes, and money, who ravage women and occupy good land, and during disaster, pillage, kill, and rob food—you should fall under our blade!"

He walked out of the Ren Family, his stomach suddenly growling like thunder, and laughed, "I'm hungry instead."

People on the street peered out, with sallow faces, all looking towards the Ren Family. When they saw him coming out, each of them hurriedly hid behind doors or corners, avoiding meeting his gaze.

Chen Shi raised his hand, and immediately four or five people were involuntarily drawn towards him.

The few people were ashen-faced.

Chen Shi said, "Is there any food?"

One of them, who was bold enough, complained, "Where is there any food? Eating dirt would be more likely."

"Does the master want to eat people?"

Another woman hesitated, "If you could spare some food for my child, my life would belong to you, master."

Chen Shi left them and laughed, "Why would I eat you? The Ren Family people, we killed them all with one sword strike, and the Ren Family has plenty of rice, flour, grain, oil, and meat. You all go take some out, and cook for us. If you don't cook well, we really might eat people."

The crowd was at once surprised and delighted, emerging from behind doors and around corners. An elderly man stepped forward, trembling, "Esteemed hero, are the people of the Ren Family truly all dead?"

Chen Shi glanced at him and said, "If you dare to question us even half a line again, I'll kill you, old man!"

The old man was overcome with joy, hurriedly running towards the Ren Family, but fell as he went up the steps. Rolling and crawling, he rushed into the Ren Family estate.

A moment later, the old man ran out beaming with joy, waving his arms and legs, shouting, "They're dead! Everyone in the Ren Family is dead!"

The people of Bozhou City cheered in unison, rushing into the Ren Family. Some cried, some laughed, some moved grain, some meat, and some led livestock; everyone bustled about like at a fair.

Meanwhile, a child sat on the ground, clutching a white steamed bun, stuffing it desperately into his throat until his eyes bulged. His mother rushed over, giving him some water to ease him.

Chen Shi gripped the Blood Transformation Divine Saber tightly, looking ill-disposed at these men, women, and children who seemed as happy as during a festival, contemplating sending them all down to Blood Sea Hell for reformation into good ghosts if they didn't cook for him soon.

Suddenly, the old man who was the first to charge into the Ren Family staggered towards Chen Shi, lifted his robe, and bowed down.

"Great benefactor!" he cried, tears streaming down his face.

Many people put down the grain in their hands and bowed to Chen Shi, "Great benefactor!"

Chen Shi held the Heavenly Net Blood Transformation Divine Saber, feeling somewhat at a loss.

At this time, some people who seemed like cooks started clanging and banging, cooking food and dishes, with women assisting, lighting fires, and washing vegetables.

A few young women invited Chen Shi to a nearby restaurant, kneading his shoulders and tapping his back, while scholars offered tea, serving him with kindly words. From time to time, men, women, and children entered the building to kneel and thank their benefactor.

Chen Shi felt extremely uneasy, thinking to himself, "Am I possessed? Have I truly been controlled by a good comrade? Am I not wicked enough?"

Little Dun Fairy sat at the temple gate, resting her chin on her hands, watching this scene with a faint smile, pondering, "He is controlled by the Demon Sword, yet he did a great good deed. It seems his demonic influence isn't deep. There is still hope."

Several ginseng grass dolls stealthily slipped out from behind her small temple, twitching their noses, smelling the fragrance of the food wafting from outside.

One of the ginseng grass dolls removed a ginseng grass fruit from its head and offered it to Little Dun Fairy ingratiatingly.

"I don't eat it, thank you."

Little Dun Fairy refused; seeing the ginseng grass doll holding its fruit with a look of near tears, not knowing how to dispose of the fruit, she ended up taking this ginseng grass fruit, consuming it, then went to the temple to gather the sun and moon essence from the Ancestral Court, and shortly refined some Jade Dew, sprinkling it on the soil in front of the temple.

The spirit grasses took root again in front of the temple, growing even more luxuriantly.

"I'm just idling in the little temple anyway, I might as well often refine some Jade Dew and water them," Little Dun Fairy thought to herself.

Chen Shi, being served so uncomfortably, found it impossible to turn hostile as a villain, but fortunately, the food was soon cooked. Everyone brought it in, set the table, and invited Chen Shi to dine alone.

Chen Shi, holding a saber in his right hand and chopsticks in his left, found it rather inconvenient, so a girl came forward with bowls and dishes, carefully feeding him.

"It's not good to kill," thought Chen Shi the Great Benefactor.

His right hand became increasingly relaxed, gradually seeming to want to put down the Blood Transformation Divine Saber.

This atmosphere was simply too peaceful, too full of human warmth, the mortal world's vitality, more effective than any Buddhist Law to suppress demonic nature, or Daoist Skill to refine demonic nature, unknowingly diluting the demonic nature and murderous aura of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, leaving his heart at peace.

Suddenly, Chen Shi re-gripped the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, fixing his gaze on the doorway of the restaurant.

At the restaurant entrance, a monk, a Daoist, and a Confucian, in unison, stepped in, walking towards him.

——The missing chapters will be added tomorrow!