Chapter 532: Blood God Descends?
The timeline turns back slightly!
Just as the Star Meteor collided with the continent's plate, causing an unprecedented explosion.
In the void more than ten miles above the meteor crater, a blur appeared suddenly, and Zhao Sheng's figure emerged out of nowhere.
At this moment, the environment here was extremely harsh, the intense high temperatures could melt gold and dissolve iron in one breath, and the smoke and haze were mixed with weird toxins like corpse poison, deadly poison, and fire poison, which could easily kill a cultivator below the Golden Core Realm.....
The space-time passage was in constant turmoil, and the "storm" spilling out raged destructively within a thousand-mile radius. Some "space rifts" wandering in the void were incomparably sharp, and even a Nascent Soul Ancestor would find themselves severely injured if they carelessly brushed against one, lightly tearing skin and flesh, heavily ripping their body to pieces.
Seeing how harsh the environment was, Zhao Sheng frowned, waved his sleeve, and a vast golden flame burst out across space, dispersing the thick haze below in an instant.
Once the haze cleared, the magma sea below was revealed in its true form, this sea of magma spanned over a thousand miles, with its edges towering high like an enormous ring-shaped mountain range.
However, seeing the scene below, Zhao Sheng's frown did not relax but deepened.
For... on the eastern edge of the meteor crater, there stood a colossal divine statue, hundreds of meters tall.
Though the statue was covered in cracks, it remained intact overall, even the thousands of arms were unbroken, all the palms firmly gripping the "Time-Space Rift", indicating that this space-time passage was still functioning normally.
At this moment, a massive sword light suddenly shot up from beneath the statue, enveloping an elder with a childlike face and a stern demeanor within its depths.
Zhao Sheng narrowed his eyes to a slit, watching the newcomer with an indifferent expression.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light dissipated, and the newcomer stopped in mid-air, level with Zhao Sheng.
Daoist Que Yue looked at his traitorous disciple seven or eight miles away, couldn't help but snort coldly, and shouted, "You wretched disciple! Years ago, this poor Daoist took pity on your unfortunate background and saw your excellent potential. That's why I took you in as my disciple and passed on the sword Dao heritage of our lineage... but I never expected you to be so ungrateful and wholeheartedly defect to the enemy. Now, you have even escalated your treachery, creating boundless slaughter. This poor Daoist is full of hate, wishing I had torn you to pieces when I first took you in as a disciple!"
Zhao Sheng knew the other party was deliberately stalling for time, but he had the same thought.
So, he pretended not to notice, and with an indifferent expression, he said, "I am a son of the Zhao family, acknowledging my ancestors and returning to the clan is only natural, how can there be talk of defecting to the enemy. The notion of betraying the sect is even more absurd. I am of the Human Clan, and I should uphold the righteousness of heaven and earth, acting on behalf of the heavens to slay the Blood God! On the contrary, your Heavenly Dao Sect venerates demons as gods, helping tyrants and slaughtering billions of lives for tens of thousands of years.
The Blood God usurps the authority of the Heavenly Dao, secretly enslaving all beings, seeing them as livestock, feeding on them. Que Yue, you are a Human Clan True Monarch, yet you never think to repent. Will you only regret when you become the food of the Blood God?!"
"Haha, a rebellious disciple dares to claim to act on behalf of the heavens! At this moment you come to this poor Daoist and speak of righteousness, isn't it the greatest joke in the world!"
Daoist Que Yue sneered, suddenly forming a sword finger, and behind him emerged a splendid Star Sea, adorned with hundreds of stars, flickering endlessly, with Sword Intent flowing perpetually.
"Star Sea Sword Intent? Celestial Stars Sword Formation!" Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, feeling a touch of surprise in his heart, only because he too was well-versed in this Star Sword Intent heritage.
"Hehehe!"
Just then, with a burst of wild laughter, a strange blood shadow entwined with blood light flew out from the magma sea below, brimming with murderous intent, "Arrogant fool! Don't you want to slay the deity and save the world? Then get past me first!"
Zhao Sheng glanced around, and saw a pale, sneaky face, unexpectedly an "old acquaintance" whom he had seen once at the Ascension Platform before.
According to the gathered intelligence, this Blood God's Son had repeatedly failed to break through to the Ascension Platform, once proclaiming himself in front of others as the "Supreme Sage Ancestor".
Later, through Zhao Sheng's analysis, it was highly likely that this Blood God's Son, in his past life, was the founding ancestor of the Supreme Person Sect. A peerless hero of his era, he had already established himself as a Taoist Ancestor, ruling over a continent eight thousand years ago, but seven thousand years ago, he mysteriously disappeared, leaving no trace.
Now it seemed, this person must have become a Blood God Puppet seven thousand years ago.
After seven thousand years of erosion, this person's flesh and primordial spirit had been mostly assimilated by the Blood God, now it's feared he could barely maintain conscious awareness!
"Haha, neither human nor ghost! How dare you bark to my face." Zhao Sheng suddenly sneered.
As his words finished, two streams of light pierced through the haze, suddenly descending from the sky, followed by a loud, boisterous voice echoing everywhere, "Haha, well said! This emperor is here!"
At this time, a world of ice and snow fell from nowhere, immediately causing the surrounding temperature to plummet.
The Heavenly Termination Fairy, in her white dress fluttering, enshrouded in cold radiance, with her exquisitely beautiful face showing a hint of disdain.
Obviously, this high-temperature environment was very unfavorable to her.
Beside her, the Pig Emperor wore a defiant look, his mighty body over ten feet tall like the Immortal of Colossal Spirit in the world, exuding a domineering, arrogant, and powerful aura, worthy of his title as a Demon Emperor overlord.
The two Divinity Transformation beings wrapped Zhao Sheng between them, standing opposite Que Yue and the Blood God's Son, eager to fight, as if ready to start at any moment.
"Zhao kid, let's act! Delay means change!" The Pig Emperor suggested impatiently as soon as he appeared.