Immortal Divine Tribulation

Chapter 172: A River of Blo0d

“Roarrrrr…”

The little creature was furious. It let out another tremendous dragon roar. 

With that low growl, the winds and clouds churned, causing the air currents around to swirl violently. A terrifying power, capable of annihilating heaven and earth, surged forth as the supreme dragon’s might swept across the land.

“Little one, you have finally been born…”

Deep within the northern region, in its darkest territory where an endless aura of death lingered, there was actually a human presence amidst this dark demonic domain. Bound by two pitch-black chains, he wore a faint smile on his face and spoke softly.

“Hehe…”

On the Northern Region of Divine Martial Continent, within the Immortal Island of No Return, a figure shrouded in black mist let out a cold laugh, turning his gaze in this direction. His eerie green pupils sent chills down one’s spine.

“The Dragon Clan still exists!?”

At the same moment, in another part of Immortal Island of No Return where blazing flames and molten lava surged skyward, fiery bubbles continuously rose from the scorching flows. The terrifying heat even warped and burned through the very fabric of space. Yet, from within this inferno, a woman’s voice suddenly rang out.

“The aura of the divine!”

In the deepest chamber of the number one immortal sect, the Sword Immortal Sect, a human-shaped blue light rose from the ground and exclaimed in shock.

“Is it finally about to begin…”

In a cave at the back mountain of the Fist Emperor Sect, an old man with stark white hair sat cross-legged. He resembled a corpse, with not a trace of life energy detectable, like a withered tree. At this moment, he opened his turbid, aged eyes, murmured to himself, and then closed them once again.

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“Di… Divine Dragon!”

On Windwood Ridge, everyone wore expressions of utter horror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. The terrifying dragon’s might grew stronger and stronger, solidifying the space for dozens of miles in all directions.

Staring at the thirty-zhang-long violet-gold divine dragon in the sky, the Shangguan brothers, the Holy Son of the Demon Saint Palace, and the others were utterly astonished. They never imagined that Tian Fan had such a powerful assistant by his side—an actual divine dragon.

“The little snake… it, the little snake is a divine dragon! I was just holding a divine dragon!” Murong Qiu jumped up and down in excitement, her beautiful eyes sparkling like stars.

The two men behind her were so shocked their jaws dropped. Just what kind of person had they befriended? Someone who had a divine dragon as a pet!

The middle-aged man from the Sword Immortal Sect was terrified beyond measure, his face full of fear. The endless demonic energy surrounding the person next to him was completely scattered by the dragon’s might, revealing an emaciated, skeletal body. Both were directly immobilized in mid-air.

“You, stay back! Ancestor, save us!”

All the members of the Sword Immortal Sect retreated in terror, looking pleadingly at their two immobilized ancestors in the sky. The little dragon had only restrained the two Immortal Ascension experts and had not moved against those below that level, so they could still move.

Tian Fan’s black hair was disheveled, covering half of his face. He stepped forward one pace at a time, his chilling killing intent causing physical pain to those who felt it, making the very world around them tremble.

“Don’t kill us! If you kill us, you won’t survive either! The Sect Master will issue another Demon Extermination Decree against you!” someone threatened, though his bravery was clearly feigned.

“Your Sect Master? I will go find him myself in due time!”

Ice-cold words came from his mouth. He raised his right hand and swiped it through the air from a distance. The man who had just spoken instantly exploded, turning into a mist of blood.

“Ah, demon! You are a demon! I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die!”

Someone cried out in panic, shooting toward the distance. But this only hastened his time of death. 

A demonic light flickered in Tian Fan’s eyes. The man in the distance screamed and fell from the sky, his divine soul directly obliterated.

This was the supreme divine art of the demon clan—”Heaven-Slaying Demonic Art.” It was a holy technique created solely for killing, an ancient demonic art—a true demonic art that unified demonic and martial power. The summoning art used by the Ghost Demon back then was merely the lowest class of magic in the demon world, far incomparable to Heaven-Slaying Demonic Art, for this was the divine art of the Demon Emperor, ruler of the demon world.

“Pfft…” “Pfft…” “Pfft…”

He was like an envoy from hell, cold and merciless. With a wave of his hand, he shattered one person after another, flesh and blood flying everywhere. A demonic light flickered in his eyes, and the two figures on the far right directly turned into clouds of blood mist.

“Ah, no!”

The two immobilized Immortal Ascension experts in the sky, their eyes nearly burst from anger. These were the future of the Sword Immortal Sect, all elites! But now, they were being slaughtered one by one by their opponent like vegetables. Their hearts were bleeding.

“You feel heartache too? You feel rage too? But compared to what I feel, it’s far from enough!”

Tian Fan laughed with desolate bitterness. He strode directly into the crowd, his body shrouded in demonic mist. He continuously struck out like a death-dealing machine, cold and emotionless. His eyes were like the most terrifying weapons in the world; anyone who met his gaze either had their divine sense obliterated or their body exploded.

“Sss…”

Everyone gasped, their scalps tingling with fear. The scene was simply too horrifying. The blood on the ground flowed like a small river, dyeing the earth red. One Sword Immortal disciple after another fell at the feet of the demon-like man.

“Is this guy going to become a demon?!”

Shangguan Jingyi looked at Tian Fan’s back with concern. Although he also deeply hated these people, seeing Tian Fan’s current state, he couldn’t help but worry.

“It’s fine. His true nature hasn’t been lost… he just needs to vent…” Shangguan Yunfeng appeared beside him and said calmly.

“Charge together! Fight him with everything we have!”

Someone shouted. The whole group snapped back to reality and pressed forward simultaneously. terrifying energy fluctuations erupted forth. Dozens of Cloud Heaven peak cultivators, one Early Primordial Unity expert, one Mid Primordial Unity expert—combined, this was a force that would give even a Peak Primordial Unity expert pause.

“Soul Extinction!”

Tian Fan’s icy voice echoed between heaven and earth, like a demonic sound from hell. Immediately, several people in the area collapsed, their eyes turning a deathly gray. Their souls were extinguished, and even their bodies began to crack.

“You die!”

His blood-red eyes locked onto the old man at the Early Primordial Unity stage. He would not forget how this man had stood behind the presiding elder, laughing loudly, when the elder insulted Zi Ying.

A golden fist smashed down, sealing off the surrounding space. The old man could only let out a miserable scream before his body was shattered into pieces, his form and spirit utterly destroyed.

“All of you must die!”

The number of mutilated corpses continuously increased. This place had become a purgatory. Blood had thoroughly dyed the mountain ridge red, truly resembling a river of blood. 

Tian Fan’s hair was disheveled; he looked like a demon. His terrifying physical body feared nothing, shattering one Sword Immortal disciple after another.

“Soul-Severing Blade, kill!”

The sole remaining old man at the Mid Primordial Unity stage roared. A ghostly demon blade flew out from within his body, emitting a piercing demonic light. A terrifying killing intent continuously radiated from the blade, shattering the space around it.

Everyone in the distance paled. 

The Sword Immortal Sect was too terrifying; they could even forge a weapon like this. Although it couldn’t compare to a divine weapon, it wasn’t far off, and was sufficient to shatter even a Immortal Ascension expert.

Crack…

Tian Fan turned. His golden fist swung out, and the terrifying demon blade shattered into fragments instantly.

“Pfft…”

A gigantic golden hand swept across the sky, seemingly cutting off the firmament itself. It split the old man in two, destroying the divine soul within his body as well. His heart, liver, intestines, and lungs, mixed with blood, spilled all over the ground.

This place had completely become a purgatory. Blood dyed half the mountain red. Corpse after corpse lay on the ground, almost all of them mutilated and incomplete, making it difficult to find even a few whole bodies.

“Let’s end it all. All of you, die!”

Tian Fan coldly shouted. Silver light erupted wildly around him. A dark demonic lotus bloomed beneath his feet. A sacred aura coexisted with a dark demonic energy. Eighty-one sword energies materialized in the void, emitting destructive fluctuations. He directly unleashed a large-scale divine art, an indiscriminate attack.

“Pfft…” 

“Pfft…”

Screams of agony resounded across the entire mountain ridge, enough to make one’s scalp crawl. 

After the final scream faded, the scene fell deathly silent. Only the sound of flowing blood could be heard, chilling one to the bone.

A river of blood—it was not an empty saying. It had truly been achieved.

Thus, aside from the two Immortal Ascension experts and the Sword Immortal Sect’s Divine Son, all the others were completely annihilated!