Their combat power was very strong, the disciples of the Eternal Night Palace who had just blocked the road were not their opponents at all, and these people, even the weakest among them could easily defeat Qin Ningxue, let alone the mutated ones!
But at this moment, Qin Ningxue felt that these people were very weak.
The shattered moon in her Divine Sense suddenly shone brightly, and the blood-colored mark in the sky turned into a river of blood.
The enemy was extremely powerful.
Not only their bodies, but also the spreading, complex existence in the void that resembled blood vessels and meridians, something that had already taken form appeared.
That was another Qin Ningxue.
That was a stroke of Cao Defang’s blade.
That stroke shattered their bodies, Divine Souls, True Qi, yet it also combined these things into something ineffable and impenetrable, and within it, a part of her three souls and seven spirits, some of her blood essence, her emotions of rage, and... that drop of tear that fell.
If the heavens have emotions, they too would grow old.
...
"Blood Transmutation Divine Saber?"
The man in the green robe watched everything that was unfolding with great interest by the side.
He was a Golden Core from an Orthodox Sect of the Central Plains, and had seen countless Martial Skills and exotic methods throughout his life, including some strange techniques from the Ten Great Demon Sects, so he naturally understood what the Blood Demon Sect’s Blood Transmutation Divine Saber really was.
Filthy, cruel, insidious, a Cultivation Technique forged from countless lives, as disgusting as a cesspit!
So, although Cao Defang seemed to be a duck, quacked like a duck, and acted like a duck, he would never believe that his blade stroke was some damn Blood Transmutation Divine Saber.
Despite its eerie, cruel, and ruthless appearance, the Saber Light exuded a forthright and upright momentum without a trace of wickedness!
But... when the round moon-like Saber Light appeared, reflecting the existence above the heads of the seven men, it shocked the man in the green robe!
What kind of blade is this...
...
"Blood Transmutation Divine Saber!"
Another Golden Core on a nearby Flying Boat let out a voice of profound terror and disbelief!
"When did the Demon Gate produce such a True Seed, how was this demonic spawn cultivated..."
The speaker was a girl who looked about ten but was brimming with Vital Energy; she had already flown out of the Flying Boat, watching everything below with her own eyes, her eyes widening more and more, ending with an extremely horrified wail.
"Princess, are you sure?"
The speaker was Wang Libo, the Dragon Clan Golden Core who had also been a customer known by Bai Qianqian when Meng Yu first came to Sleepless City, the one who had handed over the invitation. He was standing by the side, equally stunned!
How could that stroke possibly be the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber?
"Did you see it, the walk of death of those twenty people? When they were moving forward, they were actually already dead, but they came back to life in another form.
Some terrifying power cleaved through one of their three souls and seven spirits, extracting the heart devil from their Divine Sense. Those twenty people, no, twenty-one people, became one entity. Their souls, heart devil, and blood essence were mixed up like making a cake, smashed, broken, combined, and baked to form something indescribable!
That is the Blood Transmutation Divine Saber, that is the real Blood Transmutation!"
The less than one hundred year-old girl screeched, "This is the true Blood Transmutation Divine Saber that engulfs all things!
All that crap about Blood Transmutation Divine Saber you all mentioned before are as disgusting as menstrual rags, like a mop dipped in shit, how can it compare to this thing!"
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"Princess, have you been scared out of your wits?"
Wang Libo’s voice softened, "This Cao Defang is Foundation Establishment, just a little short of the Golden Core. With so many Golden Cores from the Eternal Night Palace, anyone could kill him, and... our Dragon Palace is not afraid of these demon spawns, shall I make arrangements to deal with him now?"
The Dragon Palace of the East Sea and the Blood Demon Sect were archenemies — the Blood Demon Sect’s favorites were not the Human Race, but Dragons, Phoenixes, Turtles, and other creatures with magical bloodlines!
"Ptui!"
The little girl scoffed.
"Kill him? With just your Golden Core? Do you know about his side’s Blood Sea Great Formation, Blood Shadow, Yin Yang Ghost Mother, Undead Blood Spirits, and such?
Those people you’ve killed before, do they deserve to be called the Demon Gate?"
As she spoke, she flew into the open sky, stealthily cast a Spell to conceal herself, and watched the situation closely.
Divine Artifacts, Divine Beasts, demons, and formidable enemies... those existences, not something ordinary people can imagine, like her, defeating her is possible, but trying to kill her, well, hehe...
As a young Dragon less than a hundred years old who ate, slept, woke up, and ate again, her dominant feeling was curiosity, and as for fear, it was like a nerd who went on an excursion and suddenly encountered a tiger. Despite having guns in hand, the fear would still be overwhelming.
The whelps of the Blood Demon Sect, what if they discover there’s a young dragon here?
What frightened her most was that she couldn’t comprehend, couldn’t see through this person’s Demon Sword!
Yet, she had an epiphany, this whelp was unquestionably using the authentic, most orthodox Blood Transmutation Divine Saber!
She was going insane, how could this be possible!
...
Qin Ningxue felt incredible.
It was like when she achieved the rank of Innate Grandmaster, no, it was countless times better than that feeling!
The Red Sleeve Blade was like a singularity, absorbing various energies around it and transmitting them to her, causing her True Qi to climb incessantly.
The True Qi inside her body seemed to have its own will, all stray thoughts and ideas vanished without a trace, and her past martial skills flowed through her mind like water, merging into a river of blood.
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Her aura kept soaring to the highest, higher, and the most supreme heights, astonishing all the Golden Cores around her.
"This girl is done for, this is the Blood Demon Sect’s Blood-Burning Marrow-Sucking Technique, which triggers a person’s infinite potential, but it’s fraught with endless trouble afterward."
Someone sighed like this, but Qin Ningxue didn’t care.
A crescent moon rose centered around her, illuminating everything around her, and at this moment, the full moon within her Divine Soul was flawless, cultivating spirit with energy, commanding energy with spirit, and the energies in the air swarmed toward her, countless twisting blood vessels from the void providing her with endless vitality, fusing the essence, energy, and spirit perfectly at this moment!
"Heavenly Demon Ultimate Disintegration, this is the Heavenly Demon Ultimate Disintegration, is Cao Defang sacrificing Qin Ningxue?"
People continued sighing, yet Qin Ningxue felt like laughing.
What’s so bad about this?
All of this, truly wonderful!
Then, she saw herself.
Her spirit seemed to split in two, one was the current her, full of resolve and joy, while the other her, had a saber aiming at herself.
At either end of the full moon, there were two versions of her.
This saber was her life.
That ugly, terrifying, and ferocious self was also her.
With one strike from Cao Defang, she lost one soul and many things were transferred into those people.
The proud and favorable first fifteen years of her life made her famous in Jinghua, followed by five years of hardship, humiliation, and upon hearing about Xiao Nan’s misfortune, her emotions surged and triggered her inner demons, all were in the strike she sent out.
Cao Defang’s saber stroke, alongside those twenty-one people, engaged in a desperate battle, consuming, eroding, slaughtering, and then after absorbing the souls, bloodlines, and Divine Senses of those twenty-one people, she became herself again!
Now, with seven puppets, she’s prepared for a decisive battle to the death!
That version of herself, ready to enter the depths of hell together with them!
She had become the ugliest, most disgusting, and most reluctant self to face!
"Eh, what’s the origin of this saber, can’t understand, can’t understand."
Someone muttered in confusion from a distance.
"How could it be taken back? The earlier Blood-Burning Marrow-Sucking Technique and the Heavenly Demon Ultimate Disintegration, how could they make a full circle and be taken back?"
A little girl’s voice was squawking noisily!
But then, what did any of this have to do with her?
Above the river of blood, the Red Sleeve crosses, flowers bloom on the far bank, all is you and me.
"Thank you."
She swung her saber.
Through the river of blood and the falling flowers, flowers may bloom again, and people too can have another go!
The enemy on the opposite side struck with a saber, ten times her size, with a long and accurate blade, and speeds that were better and faster than hers!
Moreover, the opponent had seven powerful puppets, and...
Yet, she pressed forward, no regret!