The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

For the next two days, all was calm, with no incidents occurring.

Tan Wuyan hid himself very well; he did not leave a single trace. The people of Doomed Hall even suspected that he had left Northern Zhou since they searched Shuxi Prefecture and several towns nearby without any sign of him.

Qing Yu divided into two forms: one sat outside the Cold Palace as Xuanzhen's protector, and the other assumed the guise of the Hidden Mirror Man, operating in secret. He also occupied his old body, perpetually waiting in ambush at the villa.

On the third day, the "rabbit" truly came.

As the sun set in the west, it left behind a bloody brilliance. It was under this blood-drenched twilight sky that the enemy arrived.

The surging Blood River, as if merging with the light of the setting sun, brought a bloody glow, and that figure appeared in the sky outside the villa.

"The Blood River, rushing incessantly, crosses a thousand autumns."

The familiar "Demon Soul Blood Summoning Sound," the familiar cry, caused Qing Yu—who was meditating in the pavilion—to change his expression, "Ling Xuedu."

Qing Yu hadn't expected the awaited rabbit to be him.

Ling Xuedu's performances in the Taizhen Palace were all observed by Qing Yu; he was no ordinary Divine Communication Expert and no match for Qing Yu's past opponents.

Most importantly, Ling Xuedu harbored a contingency left by the Blood Demon Sect Leader. It was unknown whether this contingency had been retrieved after the Debating Conference.

Qing Yu harbored wariness in his heart, but he showed no intention of retreating.

Firstly, although Ling Xuedu was powerful and well-informed, if Qing Yu could extract some information from him, he might be able to immediately determine the identity of the person behind the scenes.

Secondly, Qing Yu's current body was already his old one; if it were damaged or lost, it would pose no concern.

Above the villa, where the Blood River flowed and reflected the sunset's glory, Ling Xuedu still wore his attire of blood clothes and blood hair. The blood-colored youth drew the Blood Sword from his sleeve, dispersing countless sword shadows of blood.

"Qing Yu of Northern Zhou's Demon Path, Ling Móu is entrusted to take your petty life."

In his words, there was no lack of contempt. Although Ling Xuedu previously had no notable reputation, after the Debating Conference, his fame spread rapidly across the world.

He stood against Divine Communication experts from Dragon Tiger Mountain's True Martial Sect without falling short, and later, used the contingency of the Blood Demon Sect Leader to intimidate Pei Dongliu, allowing the Demon Path to retreat safely.

He had become famous overnight, and the world had given him the nickname "Blood Crossing Thousand Autumns."

"Heavenly Cycle."

Suddenly, a Taiji Qi Formation appeared, rotating Feng Yun, reversing sword energies. The blood-colored sword energies entered the Qi Force vortex, scattering chaotically.

Qing Yu's figure appeared in the sky, his arms waved, and the Taiji vortex exploded thunderously, raining down countless drops of blood, corroding deep marks on the ground and buildings.

"Ling Xuedu, you and I are like water from different wells and rivers that should not disturb each other, so why have you come to cause trouble today?"

Qing Yu gazed intently at the blood-colored youth, seemingly quite annoyed at this Divine Communication Expert from the Blood Demon Sect knocking on his door.

"Hasn't Ling Móu already said it? I am acting on someone's behalf," Ling Xuedu licked his lips, revealing not a hint of his backer, "But now, Ling Móu's intentions are no longer just on behalf of others······"

His eyes suddenly turned blood red, the blood color spreading to the whites, making his entire eyes appear blood-soaked, "Such pure essence blood, the mere remote sensing of it makes it hard for Ling Móu to restrain himself, if I could absorb it······"

Perhaps this is what they mean by 'thirty years on the east bank of the river, thirty years on the west'; previously, it was Qing Yu coveting others' essence blood, and now, it has become Ling Xuedu coveting Qing Yu's essence blood.

After refining the Dragon Essence, Qing Yu's body possessed astonishing life force. As a manifestation of this life force, his essence blood also significantly increased, deeply desired by Divine Communication Expert Ling Xuedu of the Blood Path.

"Bring it on! Blood River Rushing."

A murderous intent arose from the Blood Sword as it swung out, bringing forth a blood river that seemed both illusory and real. It appeared to be shaped by Qi Force and also seemed to consist of real blood converging together, a mystery that even Qing Yu's Heavenly Son's Qi Observation Skill could not fully discern at the moment.

"Ling Xuedu is very strong; it looks like I can't pretend anymore."

Initially, Qing Yu had thought about putting on an act, deliberately protecting the buildings below to create the illusion that Xuanzhen was here, letting this disadvantageous act provoke Ling Xuedu, the villain, into endlessly revealing things he shouldn't.

However, reality proved that this act had no chance of success. Not to mention Ling Xuedu's intelligence wasn't that low, his strength alone didn't allow it.

With Qing Yu's old body, if he still considered acting, it would be akin to throwing himself into the tiger's mouth, offering his body to Ling Xuedu as food.

"Heavenly Fire Burning the World."

A tremendous Fire Power surged to the skies, adding a crimson hue to the scene of the setting sun. Within the display of the Li Trigram Meteorology, the soaring Fire Power consumed the clouds, turning the incoming blood river into a blood-colored mist.

Qing Yu was not a half-expert like Ji Dan; the Fire Power of Heavenly Fire Burning the World ascended, drastically changing the temperature causing the manor below to spontaneously combust, instantly ensnared in a sea of flames.

"Ha, it seems the place below really isn't Xuanzhen's retreat, but killing you makes no difference."

Ling Xuedu was not surprised by this scene, having previously communicated with that person through an array. Whether it was killing Qing Yu or Xuanzhen, the favor owed between the two was considered settled.

From the current situation, Ling Xuedu had no choice but to kill Qing Yu. Not because of any favor exchange, but because of Qing Yu's pure essence blood.

"Blood Essence Dragon Shadow."

The blood light on the sword in Ling Xuedu's hand faded, revealing its true form for the first time. The sword, seemingly cast from bronze and stained with blood, wept mournfully, with a blood dragon spiraling around the blade, slowly slithering over it.

Dragon Shadow, once the tenth on the Famous Sword List, however, now after being washed by the Blood River, had become Ling Xuedu's Blood Essence Dragon Shadow.

"Sword Blood Thousand Slaughter."

The blood dragon howled, seemingly ready to leap from the sword. Ling Xuedu stood his sword upright and spun it, creating ten thousand sword shadows howling, numerous Blood Souls opening their mouths to roar, releasing soul-piercing demonic sounds.

A chaotic tide of blood-colored swords approached, its force overpowering the Heavenly Fire. Facing this terrifying sight, Qing Yu remained composed, his palms directing the fire, borrowing the residual power from Heavenly Fire Burning the World to initiate the fire of heaven and earth.

"Boom—"

The manor below was completely enveloped in flames, Qing Yu stood in the sky, pulling the flames to strike the blood-colored sword tide.

The seventh wonder of Qiankun, Heaven and Earth Shocking·Fire Burning the Wilderness.

Flames soared to the heavens, the fire of heaven and earth clashing with the blood-colored sword tide, consuming the Blood Essence on this mountain, causing an extreme move collision.

"Boom—"

The glow from the setting sun was overshadowed by two types of red, one fiery and one bloody, splitting the sky into two different worlds.

"Oooooo..."

The Blood Essence, consumed by the Fire Power, left only unwilling and resentful whimpers in the air. But the blood-colored sword tide also pierced through the fire of heaven and earth, scattering flames that ignited a crimson blaze in the great mountain.

The autumn climate rendered the grass and trees yellowed, and once the flames fell, they turned into a sea of fire, transforming the area instantaneously into a Flame Mountain.