Chapter 353: Chapter 352: Complete Fierce Kill Intent Realm (Sixth update, various requests)
The airspace above the blood pool became clear.
By the time Elder Xu arrived here with the Sky Edge Pavilion experts, it had regained its tranquility.
"Elder Xu, what should we do?"
Xing Yan was still in shock.
The blood arrows that had just been fired, even hundreds of meters away, were clearly seen. She was extremely worried that the people from the Lan and Huang families were dead.
If that were the case, wouldn’t the Demon Seed lose track, signifying that the secrets of the Black Devil Divine Monarch also sank into the ocean?
Elder Xu said: "Don’t worry, if I’m not mistaken, this place is the same as the previous level, just another test. As long as someone can trigger the ’key’, they can pass safely."
Even though he said that, Elder Xu’s face was somewhat cloudy.
If this group of fools was all devoured by the blood pool, he really didn’t know how to explain it to the Pavilion.
The blood pool had the temperature of boiling water. The view was a bloody red, and a viscous force came from the depth, pulling Shi Xiaole, making him unable to escape.
The others were falling just like him, but at different speeds. Some of them stopped at a few tens of meters, while others continued to plummet at a hundred meters.
And their expressions were also different.
Some people seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world, emitting pig-like screams. Others had joyful faces, as if they had gained insight.
The blood pool was filled with boundless murderous intent that filtered into Shi Xiaole from the pores all over his body and surged into his mind. He fell faster than anyone else, quickly reaching a depth of two hundred meters.
Above thirty meters in the blood pool, there was one level of killing intent. Between thirty meters and seventy meters, the killing intent doubled. Between seventy meters and one hundred meters, they almost felt an urge to kill with every breath.
At a depth of two hundred meters, even the peak masters of the Spiritual-Passage Realm with firm wills would instantly become mad, turning into killing machines.
More than 70% of the people who fell into the blood pool lost their senses before reaching a depth of one hundred meters. Of the remaining 30%, more than half fell into madness within one hundred and fifty meters.
The concentration of murderous intent here is far more than the Black Devil’s arm.
If it had been the Shi Xiaole from that time, he would have gone crazy long ago. However, after the successful cultivation of the Sword Heart, Shi Xiaole’s willpower greatly increased. As soon as the murderous desire arose, he cut it off with his Sword Heart, thus he could barely maintain his sanity.
When he reached a depth of two hundred and fifty meters, Shi Xiaole began to hallucinate.
He seemed to become a powerful demon, killing gods and slaughtering the common people, and in the end, he was decapitated by a swordsman, leaving a lifetime of resentment.
He seemed to become a loyal demon follower, following the Demon Lord to step on the bones of his enemies.
In the end, the Demon Lord was betrayed, and he was captured and his remains were buried in a pit with the essence blood of many practitioners of the Devil Path, forming a blood pool full of resentment, hatred, and murderous intent after countless years!
"Could this be the residual memory fragments in the essence blood?"
Shi Xiaole was shocked, and even his murderous intent faded.
Memory fragments are contained in a human’s spiritual seed, and also in the essence blood, but it is usually difficult for the latter to manifest.
It is said that some extraordinary masters, after reaching the Supreme Realm, can connect with the world, greatly enhancing the memory capacity of every part of their bodies, and can recall their encounters.
If the hallucination is true, then weren’t many of the masters buried in this blood pool from the Supreme realm?!
Shi Xiaole’s hair stood on end.
How could the Black Devil Divine Monarch be that powerful? Six hundred years ago, his power was far behind the owners of the essence blood in the blood pool.
So who told him his secret, and where is this place?
With constant thoughts flashing by, Shi Xiaole had now reached a frightening depth of three hundred meters.
The blood here was congealed, like blood-colored crystal, translucent. Shi Xiaole even saw many people kneeling with closed eyes, dancing, or waving guns and sticks behind him.
His eyes fell on a fair middle-aged man, it was the Demon Marquis.
The man was sitting cross-legged at a depth of about one hundred and fifty meters in the blood pool, as if contemplating something.
The Lan and Huang families had only a few people who remained sane. Among them, Lan Tian and Huang Rong were searching around, trying to shake off the viscous force, but soon began to contemplate uncontrollably.
The power in the blood pool was both a trap and an opportunity.
Those with high aptitude for the Devil Path would gain many insights.
Shi Xiaole looked at his own hand, and it was glowing violently with demonic light.
After receiving the power of the Demon Crystal, he could clearly feel that the power of his Demon Jade Hand had increased significantly, on the verge of perfection, its power was close to that of the death claiming fifteenth sword fortified with sixty percent of the Fierce Kill Intent Realm.
This was not the power of the Demon Jade Hand, but more like an enhancement he added to this martial art!
"Who am I, really?"
With a thought, Shi Xiaole practiced Sword Gang with Flow in his mind, and as expected, the lethality of this devilish sword technique greatly increased.
Immediately after, Shi Xiaole changed his moves and began to practice the Returning Soul Eighteen Claws.
The Returning Soul Eighteen Claws was a secret technique of Zhao Deyan, the Demonic Marshal of the Demon Image Sect of the Demon Door. He had high hopes for this martial art and even hoped that it could defeat the Shadow Empress Zhu Yuyan and the Evil King Shi Zhixuan. It was a second-rate mid-level technique that was only recently drawn.
According to Shi Xiaole’s estimate, he needed at least one month to practice it to perfection, but now, he succeeded in just half a 2-hour period.
Moreover, its power was even stronger than the original Returning Soul Eighteen Claws.
Shi Xiaole didn’t know whether to feel happy or worried.
He was almost certain that he had a demon bone in his body, and it was of high quality.
Imagine, if in the future he could get first-rate demonic martial arts, would that mean he could cultivate them in less time and with even more terrifying power?
Of course, the secret of possessing the Demon Bone, and regaining my true form in the future, must never be revealed, otherwise I will be hunted down by both the dark and upright factions of the world, with no place left to sob.
After practicing various Devil Path martial arts, Shi Xiaole began to descend again. Every time he upgraded a bit, realized a bit, the depth began to increase.
Until he reached a depth of three hundred and fifty meters, there was no further he could go.
"The murderous intent here is strong. I may take this opportunity to comprehend the Fierce Kill Intent Realm."
Since he was there, Shi Xiaole made a bold choice after noticing that his understanding of Devil Path martial arts had hit a bottleneck. He gave up employing the brilliance of the Sword Heart, letting the killing intent ravage his mind, maintaining it at the edge of insanity.
This is exactly like when he first got the sense of the Fierce Kill Intent Realm from the Black Devil’s arm. Except that the maliciousness here was over a hundred times stronger!
Unsheathing his sword, Shi Xiaole began to swing it. At times filled with demonic Qi, at times filled with killing intent, every attack carried a wildly unmatched brutality.
Again, and again, he swung his sword countless times. Suddenly, Shi Xiaole’s sword momentum significantly strengthened, his Fierce Kill Intent Realm progressed from the original sixty percent, to seventy percent.
His body began falling again, albeit very slowly.
Two hours later, Shi Xiaole reached a depth of four hundred meters. His Fierce Kill Intent Realm had astonishingly broken through to eighty-five percent.
Yet, this was not the end.
Awareness and understanding were certainly important when it came to comprehension of realm, but the stimulation from external objects was also indispensable. The murderous intent and wicked energy in the blood pool put Shi Xiaole into the deepest illusion, bringing out the limit of his potential!
Eighty-five percent.
Ninety percent.
Ninety-five percent.
Towards the end, Shi Xiaole’s sinking speed was as slow as a snail’s crawl, sometimes sinking just a bit every quarter of an hour.
When he reached a depth of four hundred and thirty meters, the Fierce Kill Intent Realm reached ninety-nine percent.
Ninety-nine point one percent.
Ninety-nine point two percent.
Shi Xiaole forced himself to draw his sword faster and harsher. He felt as though he had become one of the mighty ones buried in the blood pool, resolved to be reborn, he would slay all the traitors and endless enemies.
At some moment, Shi Xiaole’s Sword Qi seemed to break through a certain constraint, releasing the ultimate destructive power with a thunderous explosion, like a tiger bursting out of its cage.
The Fierce Kill Intent Realm, one hundred percent reached.
Zapped.
The bloody water was punctured by the tip of the sword at an extremely inconspicuous point, quickly returning to its original state.
The Sword Heart cleared all distracting thoughts, and Shi Xiaole’s eyes shone brilliantly.
At this moment, in his hand seemed to be no longer the Redfire Sword, but a killing sword. When the sword was drawn, everything would be destroyed, everyone would die.
The Fierce Kill Intent Realm is one of the profound realms. If any one of them could be comprehended to one hundred percent, its power will almost match that of ordinary realm’s true intent!
How strong is the true intent?
Two years ago in Sky Edge Pavilion, the Tidal Waves Sword Marquis defeated the Wind and Thunder Sword Marquis, who had a comprehensive understanding of the Wind and Thunder Realm, by relying on a slight understanding of the True Intent of the Tide. He became even more powerful in the Black Devil Mountain, where he met few opponents.
However, to comprehend the true intent is too difficult.
Including Great Cold State, in the Martial World of the Eight States, the number of people who have been able to comprehend the true intent can be counted on both hands.
If someone knew that Shi Xiaole, at the age of twenty, had comprehended one of the profound realms to one hundred percent, it would be an astonishingly shocking comparison to the slight true intent of ordinary realms.
Whiz...
At this moment, the blood pool began to rage. The force that had been dragging everyone down turned into a repelling force, pushing everyone out.
Whether they were the ones contemplating or the ones driven mad, everyone snapped back to reality at the same time.
"Damn it! I was just a little closer to comprehension," Moon Demon cried out, full of regret.
Red Charm Demon and the others also sighed quietly. As those with outstanding talents, they had gained a little or a lot of insights from the blood pool. Although it hadn’t contributed to significant progress in their strength in the short term, its long-term implications were significant, where a bit more was always better.
"Elder Lan, Elder Huang, please receive my attack."
In a fit of laughter, Demon Marquis suddenly took action. Two ripples of clear waves spread a full two hundred and fifty meters, and under their double resonance, an unstoppable power swept in all directions. His might was fifty percent stronger than before entering the blood pool.
"Heavy Rainfall."
"Quiet Underground Waves."
Both Lan Tian and Huang Rong showed astonished expressions, shocked by Demon Marquis’s powerful comprehension. However, they weren’t pushovers either, as they had also gained their own insights, and so they met the attack head-on.
With a thud!
All three masters were knocked back at the same time.
"Kill!"
Without waiting for Demon Marquis’s command, the members of Demon Sky Sect charged at Lan and Huang’s elites.
"Hehe, kid, I’ve got my eye on you, let’s see how you die this time."
Being closest to Shi Xiaole, Heaven Eating Demon noticed him first, revealing a sinister smile.
