With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 726 - 585: Burning Body to Break Delusion, Blood Moon and Thunder!

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Chapter 726: Chapter 585: Burning Body to Break Delusion, Blood Moon and Thunder!

What to do?

Bet!

With thirty-five years of cultivation, Feng Ying’Er was by no means indecisive.

She immediately flipped her body and dove downward, as a streak of lightning roared past her forehead.

Bet correctly!

Covered in goosebumps, Feng Ying’Er’s expression lit up with joy.

But soon after, she suddenly widened her eyes in shock!

A face with delicate features, paired with eyes on the verge of popping out.

So out of place!

She seemed to freeze, slowly turning her head, her hair a chaotic mess in the wind.

A face like a deep, sunken pool pressing close behind her!

Feng Ying’Er had grossly underestimated Meng Chuan’s body technique speed.

Splurt!

Blood sprayed three meters far in the night, a bloody peony blossoming on her back.

With a forceful twist, Meng Chuan slowly withdrew the fist blade embedded in her spine!

Feng Ying’Er felt all over cold and wet, deeply regretting taking on Li Xiao’s task.

Her spine shattered, she was now nothing but a mud pile.

Collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

By now, regret was futile!

Tap, tap...

Blood stuck to the soles of shoes, somewhat sticky and stringy.

Meng Chuan slowly walked to her side, leaning down, reaching for her waist.

It was a yellow pouch embroidered with three sunflowers.

From the aura, he could sense it was the same type of storage treasure as the waist token in his hand.

The moment his fingertip touched it, he hooked his fingers, and Meng Chuan suddenly twisted and burst forth!

His body arched backward like jumping through a fire hoop in reverse, and with a forceful thrust of his left arm behind him, the fist blade stirred thunder as it slashed towards the second enemy’s neck!

Someone was hiding in the shadow, bearing only a faint trace of aura when he "searched the corpse"!

"Another Demon Path master, and one skilled in assassination and concealment..."

Meng Chuan’s heart skipped a beat, but his expression quickly turned cold.

The fist blade collided immediately with a semicircular blood blade!

Boom!

Due to the limits of his launching posture, his body soared back with his back facing down.

Meng Chuan was hurled by the momentum, a gash deeply caught in his scapula.

He slid across the ground for a hundred meters, just in time to grasp the head of the Tiger Soul Javelin submerged in the ground.

Grabbing onto the lance embedded in the ground, he continued sliding back a few dozen meters.

The Tiger Soul spear tip scraped against the ground, bursting with blinding sparks, finally halting his retreating figure.

Grasping the Tiger Soul as he stood up, Meng Chuan glanced sideways at the wound on his shoulder.

A dark red and black aura rose from the wound, clashing ceaselessly with white thunder inside.

The ferocity condensed around him, his mind racing through memories, immediately recognizing this technique...

It was rather old, yet this part of his memory was unforgettable.

Long ago, Li Xiao had killed everyone at the station and the former squad leader at the Jiao Demon’s Nest. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Using that bloody sword light!

This person is Li Xiao!

Impossible.

Meng Chuan instantly dismissed it in 0.01 seconds.

Li Xiao couldn’t possibly be at just this level; he had experienced the grandmaster’s might, and it still made his heart tremble.

"Then... could this be the disciple of the Demon Summoning Hall’s Hall Master?"

Li Xiao’s disciple?

Must die here today!

Rumble!

Thunder carried him, Meng Chuan approached the enemy instantly.

At the moment his toe touched the ground, the scenery before him rapidly transformed into a sea of corpses and blood.

As if he was in a turbulent crimson wave, the smell of blood was overwhelming!

Meng Chuan looked up, a dark silhouette in leather armor hovered over the sea, slightly descending at a terrifying speed faster than sound.

In his pupils, the sea of blood and waves shattered explosively, a blood dragon rose from the sea floor, followed by a blur...

Demon Path Intention—Blood Sea Surging!

The power of intention was not exclusive to the righteous Martial Arts Family.

This move of the opponent’s could doom countless second-level experts under the turbid waves of this blood sea.

Yet, having witnessed the true essence of a grandmaster, how could Meng Chuan be blinded by this mere blood sea intention realm?

The firmness of martial will could easily shatter this "illusory scene."

However, Meng Chuan did not do so.

Why?

A blood sea is still a sea, belonging to water in the Five Elements!