Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Intention

"Bang!"

Li Qiying exploded his Flying Sword with all his might and shot out, piercing through the Blood Vessel in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Lingyun was left behind, her body pierced by three thousand Blood God Silk strands, falling toward Deng Tianqi's embrace.

Just then, Zhou Lingyun clenched her teeth, and a cold force of Eternal Profound Ice surged from within her, instantly freezing her body. The thousands of Blood God Silk strands passing through her also shattered one by one.

"This is..."

"Xuanbing Yupo?"

"As expected of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect!"

The cultivators' eyes hardened as they recognized the origin of the item. It was jade formed from Eternal Profound Ice, combined with the secret technique of the Black Coffin, capable of freezing oneself to avoid fatal attacks. Few below Deity Transformation could break it, making it a top-tier life-saving item.

Zhou Lingyun froze herself, but Deng Tianqi didn't care. He still collected the Xuanbing Yupo into his arms, and then a sea of blood surged up, submerging his figure once more.

Afterward, the Mysterious Light dissipated, and the scene turned into an illusion.

Below the Mana Altar, the Taoist man's gaze shifted, as if inquiring.

Seeing this, the Martial Artist didn't say much, stood up, and declared, "I'll go then."

"Hmm!"

The Taoist Man nodded, closed his eyes, and once again rested.

The Martial Artist then turned and disappeared within the palace gates.

"This..."

"Isn't that wrong?"

"Shouldn't Elder Shi take action?"

"Isn't this a bit off-profession?"

"That guy is clearly a spellcaster unit, isn't the Madman Big Brother at a disadvantage?"

"What about spellcasters? You look down on my Mad God?"

"Exactly, don't you know that 'one's strength can break through all spells'?"

"No offense to Madman Big Brother, but I think that each profession has its specialization, and Elder Shi would be more suitable to take action."

Inside the live stream, the audience was buzzing with discussion, all a bit surprised.

Meanwhile, Nie Hailong, the Dry Prosperous Monk, and the cultivators guarding Yunlai Mountain's outskirts also furrowed their brows.

"Is it really him who's coming?"

"That Deng Tianqi fell into the Demon Path, obtained techniques from External Demons to cultivate this sea of blood, and even the Mysterious Heaven Twin Swords could not injure him. In the end, only by sacrificing his Flying Sword and Magical Treasure was Li Qiying able to escape, showing how formidable this Blood Demon is."

"Although that person is extremely brave and his Body Refinement is inconceivable, against Deng Tianqi with this sea of blood..."

"Why not let Mingxiao Taoist take action?"

"The sea of blood will not dry, the Blood Demon will not die. Does he have the means to eradicate it?"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, all filled with uncertainty and shock.

Years had passed, and although the rise in power of the Martial Frenzied Rascal was evident to all, the extent of his strength was unknown to anyone, and few could even guess at it.

It couldn't be helped; though he had been live streaming continuously for the past few years, eliminating a Heretic God Sect here and there, he had never encountered an equal opponent. Every battle was a crushing victory, every fight a complete win. No one could gauge the depths of his true power, and no one could force him to use his full strength.

Thus, after years had passed, how much he had improved and what his strength was like remained unknown to all. The more they watched the live stream, the more they felt he was unfathomable.
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Despite this, people were still anxious.

They feared he might not be able to exterminate the Blood Demon, yet they also feared if he could.

It was a contradiction, but humans are often such contradictory beings.

They worried he might be too weak to solve the problem, but also feared he was too strong and would solve even more problems.

After all, given the current precarious relationship between the two sides, harboring a hint of competition—even hostility—him being too powerful wasn't necessarily good news for the others.

The cultivators' thoughts varied, with intricate and delicate considerations.

However, whatever their thoughts, they had no impact on the situation.

Within the live stream, the camera shifted outside the hall.

The Martial Artist leaped, turning into a long rainbow that whooshed through the sky, like a comet shooting forth.

"This..."

"Such is the terror of a Martial Path expert!"

"Haven't seen you in half a month, and you can fly now?"

"In a while, won't you be crossing the universe with your fleshly body?"

"Wife, come out and see Superman!"

"What Realm is this?"

"Qinggong, extremely pure Qinggong!"

"With the world in such disarray, it's good to have the Mad God and Elder Shi around; who knows what it would have turned into otherwise."

"..."

As they watched the Martial Artist tearing through the sky, the live stream erupted into chaos again.

And Xu Yang, who had just parted from his right hand to the left and was on his way to Yunlai Mountain, was also deep in thought.

This live stream wasn't just for showing off his skills; there was a deeper meaning behind it.

As the invasion of the Desire Realm deepened, the situation grew increasingly grim.

Like Deng Tianqi, influenced by the Red Moon and fallen into the way of External Demons, the affected local cultivators were not few in number.

It was an unavoidable fact, as the world's high-level forces were in hibernation within their respective Cave Heaven Blessed Lands, while the lower-level cultivators were easily swayed by the influence of the Desire Realm Demon Gods, quickly falling prey to their ways.

If left unchecked, it would have a dire impact and shape the public perception, leading many cultivators to join the Demon Path and bolster the strength of the Desire Realm.

Thus, Xu Yang needed a negative example, to establish a public understanding of the Demon Path, shatter the notion that "to enter the Demon Path means to become strong," to motivate and prevent despair or other thoughts from taking root, which the Outer Realm Demons could exploit.

This was the primary purpose of this live stream.

Beyond that, it was also going to be a beginning, the start of a revolution.

It was time to shake things up!

With the return of the Red Moon, the invasion deepening, the power of the Heretic God Sects on the rise, and the Desire Realm Demons looming ominously, the Immortal Realm Buddha Land showed no reaction, Cave Heaven Blessed Lands remained in hibernation.

And although he spread the Martial Path through live streaming, limited by the sparse Heavenly Earth Prime Spirit, the development speed couldn't keep up with the impact of the Red Moon.

Being always one step behind means being behind at every step. It is imperative to resolve the issues of the Cave Heaven Blessed Lands quickly; otherwise, the gap between the sides will continue to widen, ultimately becoming the key to determining victory or defeat.

So, he was going to flip the table—the world needed a fierce and intense revolution!