Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

After years of development, their savings may not have been enough, yet they had accumulated considerable capital, enough to break the stalemate.

After breaking the stalemate, it would be a war of attrition: the strongest hands win, the one who grasps the overall situation prevails!

...

The Divine Gang was like a rainbow piercing through the clouds and the sky, and soon a mountainous wilderness came into view.

"Here it comes!"

Outside Yunlai Mountain, the Cultivators' pupils contracted, staring at the incoming rainbow light.

As the long rainbow tore through the sky, entering the mountain, without a word, it headed straight for that Blood Vessel.

"Boom!!!"

Penetrating the mountain from top to bottom, it arrived in the cave, where the stench of blood filled the air—it was the lair of the Blood Demon.

A sea of blood?

It should not be called a sea of blood; 'blood spring' would be more appropriate, after all, how could a single cave accommodate an ocean?

The rainbow light dissipated, revealing a human shape. The Martial Artist stepped on the void, gazing at the surging blood spring, and without a word, leapt down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As the Martial Artist moved, obstructions appeared in the void, with strands of scarlet Blood God Silk spreading like a spider web, all shining with bloody lethal light.

Blood God Silk!

Threads transformed from the Blood God Child, extremely tough and sharp, and utterly sinister and evil.

Whether it be Mysterious Heaven Sword Artifacts, Golden Core Magical Treasures, the Mana of Cultivators, or the body of a Martial Artist, they could easily penetrate, corrupting its precious light, tainting its Pill Origin, eventually consuming all flesh and blood, and strengthening the evil object with each battle.

A true work of an Evil God, a Great Art of the Demon Path!

However, as the Martial Artist plunged, Divine Gang Qi surged from his body, crashing into the web of Blood God Silk, breaking it instantly.

The strands of the Blood God, brittle as ice crystals, shattered into pieces, turning into a shower of blood specks.

"Gurgle gurgle!"

The blood spring reacted to this, with a mass of bubbles frothing up, revealing a figure.

It was... Deng Tianqi!

The youth in bloodied garments and white hair, rising from the blood spring, appeared even more enchanting and sinister.

"You're neither from Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect nor from Jade Screen Mountain!"

Deng Tianqi scrutinized the newcomer with cold speech: "Who are you, daring to disturb me!"

"You?"

The Martial Artist at this responded with a laugh: "What thing are you?"

"?"

"This..."

"Why the sudden insults?"

"Blood Demon: I am not a thing, I am not a thing!"

"How old is this joke that you're still bringing it up to play with?"

Inside the live streaming room, everyone who heard this broke out in embarrassed laughter.

Deng Tianqi's expression did not change, sitting back stoically: "I am myself!"

"A Demon Fetus Puppet, where is your true self?"

The Martial Artist raised his hand, clenching it into a fist: "Walking corpses should return to dust!"

That said, without regard for the other's reaction, he started an attack towards the blood spring.

"Aaang!!!"

A dragon's roar shook the Blood Vessel, the tyrannical force of his palm shaking the blood spring, causing waves to overturn and the ground and mountains to quake.

Powerful, powerful, powerful, Qi moves mountains and rivers, and strength suppresses lakes and seas!

Under such palm force, the blood spring's tidal waves churned. Deng Tianqi felt the immense pressure and immediately sank into the bloody waters.

Facing a formidable enemy, his strength unrivalled, and although he possessed the undying body of the blood spring, he was unwilling to face the opponent's sharp edge head-on, and decisively employed his usual tactics of exhaustion and delay, grinding down the True Power.

This Blood Vessel and the blood spring, it was his creation by plundering lives around Yunlai Mountain with the great Blood God art, containing vast amounts of blood and vital essence, forging the Blood God Child and several dozen blood shadow clones. Even a Cultivator of Deity Transformation without the right means could not hope to kill him.

If a Deity Transformation Cultivator had it thus, a Nascent Soul Cultivator had it even worse, with the Mysterious Heaven Twin Swords being a case in point.

In this dirty mundane world, where Yuan Spirit is scarce and Mana hard to replenish, all it took was wearing down the enemy, and he could drive back this powerful foe, even turning defeat into victory!

Determined in his heart, Deng Tianqi shrunk in stature and hid in the blood spring.

Seeing this, the Martial Artist didn't care, diving down like a dragon, and plunged into the blood spring as well.

"This...!"

The audience's pupils contracted, just as they were about to express their shock, the view suddenly shifted to inside the blood spring.

Within the blood spring, vague shadows could be seen; dozens of blood shadows surged like an undercurrent, attempting to pierce through the Martial Artist's body but were obstructed by the Gang Yuan.

"Hmph!"

"Let's see how long you can hold out?"

A cold snort was heard, not knowing who had spoken, as dozens of blood shadows stirred the blood spring into a vortex, trapping the body of the Martial Artist within.

"This..."

"Big Brother, why did you just go in?"

"That blood water clearly isn't anything good."

"Wouldn't it be better to attack from a distance? Why run into it?"

"Elder Shi is more reliable after all..."

As they saw the blood spring forming a vortex, with the Martial Artist caught in it, everyone began to worry.

Just at that moment, within the blood spring, a sudden burst of golden light exploded.

Within the vortex of the blood spring, the Martial Artist's figure moved, his movement akin to a dragon sweeping its tail, his strength rising and surging forth.

"Roar!!!"

A dragon's chant shook the Blood Vessel, and within the crimson blood spring, a dragon's shadow appeared out of nowhere, proudly roaring as it returned.

The blood spring formed a vortex, and as the dragon's shadow moved, a massive vortex appeared at the center of the blood spring, spinning rapidly with astonishing speed and force, causing thunder and lightning to flee, a great amount of the blood water to evaporate, and the blood shadows to shatter.

"This...!"

Seeing this, everyone was stunned, standing rooted to the spot dumbfounded.

"You!!!"

Only within the vortex, angry and shocked voices came through – Deng Tianqi reappeared, but only his face was visible, and it was twisted in shape. He let out a hissing sound within the blood spring vortex, yet the moment he uttered a word, he was swept back into the vortex.

"What is this..."

"What's going on?"

"What Divine Power, what Spell?"

"No, it's not Divine Power, not a Spell!"

"He's stirring the blood sea with the strength of his body, causing it to evaporate?"

"As long as the blood sea isn't dry, the Blood Demon won't die. This blood water has a strong nature, how can it evaporate so easily?"

"Transforming into a dragon, he stirs the blood sea powerfully, causing high-speed movement and massive energy consumption – is this the righteous method?"

Watching the rapidly rotating vortex of the blood sea, the Cultivators were shocked beyond words.

Deng Tianqi's battle strategy was apparent – to delay and seek victory through attrition, relying on depleting the opponent's Inner Yuan True Power with the water of the blood spring.

But now, to the opponent's liking, with the strength of his body, he stirred the blood sea, increasing the speed of its energy consumption by hundreds or even thousands of times.

You want to deplete?

Then let's deplete!

It's a contest of foundations, of potentiality!

This was the source of everyone's astonishment.

Though the blood pool was not a true blood sea, it was still formed from the essence, the blood and life force, of millions of beings from around Yunlai Mountain, enhanced with the Heretical Dao's Evil Skills and the Heavenly Demon's power, making it virtually impossible for anyone other than those who had undergone Deity Transformation to forcefully break it.

One must be clever and use Elixirs to stand any chance of victory.

But now, he was choosing to consume strength, to deplete the blood pool using True Power!

If so, doesn't it mean his True Power can compete with a Grand Cultivator of Deity Transformation?

Back on Tan Mountain, he was only at the Golden Core level, and in just a few short years, he could now measure up to Deity Transformation?

The crowd was shocked, wordless at this revelation.

Only the Dry Prosperous Monk was engrossed, staring at the computer, watching the whirling dragon shadow within the blood spring, and gradually coming to an understanding, mumbling to himself, "Ascendant Dragon Returns to the Sea, Ascendant Dragon Returns to the Sea, this is... Ascendant Dragon Returns to the Sea!!!"

As he spoke, his voice was filled with shock and an indescribable sense of aftertremors.

His Cultivation hadn't reached the Fifth Realm, a level comparable to undergoing Deity Transformation.

But his control over power was beyond even what a Deity Transformation could match.

Subduing the dragon, exerting the Ascendant Dragon to its fullest!

He had complete control over the strength of his body, exerting it fully, making one measure of strength work as ten, for every bit of energy he consumed, the opponent had to deplete ten times more Blood Yuan, and under such mutual offensive, the outcome...

"Roar!!!"

Amidst the dragon's roaring, the blood spring whirled violently, with large quantities of blood water evaporating away. In a brief moment, the Blood Vessel transformed into an empty mountain valley. Finally, with a crash, the dragon's shadow broke the remaining blood light, revealing a piece of Xuanbing Yupo.

"This..."

"Is it over?"

"That was rather anticlimactic, wasn't it?"

"What happened to the promise of turning ten times stronger?"

"I thought you, the big BOSS, were all bark and no bite!"

"Skipping the introduction and looking back, didn't even last ten minutes from start to now!"

Witnessing the blood spring drying up and the blood light scattering, everyone felt a sense of disappointment for a while.

The Martial Artist released the Ascendant Dragon's shadow, returning to his original human form. He looked at the Xuanbing Yupo and the woman frozen inside it and, without a second word, raised his hand and struck again.

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With a palm strike as powerful as the Ascendant Dragon, the Mysterious Ice shattered instantaneously, revealing the person within.

"Hmm~!"

Zhou Lingyun let out a soft moan, slowly coming to her senses, still unclear about her situation, when she saw a terrifying shadow rushing towards her.