Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 1547: Chapter 638: The Might of the Crimson-Robed Demon

Cloud Pot Daoist’s expression slightly relaxed.

The White Wave Sky Bat Fish’s White Wave Cloud Cavity was specifically used to swallow fire, filter smoke, and coil Blood Qi. Although the Red Robe Guest’s Blood Dao Magical Power was fierce, as long as a part could be diverted, the pressure on the Cloud Formation could be lessened.

However, in the next moment, a smirk appeared at the corner of the Red Robe Guest’s lips.

He slightly hooked his five fingers.

The blood-colored magical power drawn into the White Wave Cloud Cavity suddenly transformed into numerous small Blood Snakes, frantically moving inside the Bat Fish’s belly.

The White Wave Sky Bat Fish immediately let out a dull wail.

Its huge belly swelled high, a scarlet hue permeating through its snow-white cloud body. Its cloud tendrils shook violently, and the sound of intense gnawing emanated from the White Wave Cloud Cavity.

The Red Robe Guest sneered, "Is my Blood Technique something you can swallow so easily?"

He clenched his hand.

Boom!

A huge bloody hole blasted open in the White Wave Sky Bat Fish’s belly. White clouds and Blood Qi gushed out together like a scarlet snowstorm. Its immense wings lost balance and slanted down towards the Cloud Lake, causing the cloud waves to rise sky-high.

Cloud Pot Daoist’s face turned deathly pale, and his chest felt suffocated.

Although the White Wave Sky Bat Fish didn’t die on the spot, it had been severely injured. It was connected to the White Jade Heaven Cup’s Qi Mechanism, and as the cloud beast was injured, Cloud Pot Daoist also suffered backlash.

"Receive!" Cloud Pot Daoist hurriedly performed incantations, trying to retrieve the Bat Fish into the pot.

But the Red Robe Guest’s figure suddenly vanished.

The next moment, he appeared above the White Wave Sky Bat Fish.

His blood robe fluttered.

He stomped down!

Rumble.

The Bat Fish’s head was stomped into the Cloud Lake. White rings of waves exploded out, and the Bat Fish’s cloud body cracked inch by inch, its cloud tendrils under its belly burst into countless loose scraps.

The Red Robe Guest stood on its head, looking down at the Cloud Pot Daoist: "Did I allow you to take it back?"

Cloud Pot Daoist’s forehead broke out in sweat, his fingers trembled, and the Thirty-Six Stacked Cloud Gates immediately closed in.

Several Cloud Gates inserted between the Red Robe Guest and the White Wave Sky Bat Fish, attempting to separate the battlefield.

A streak of blood light flew out from within the Red Robe Guest’s sleeve.

The blood light was slender, crimson as a blade.

Pfft!

The first Cloud Gate was cut open.

The second Cloud Gate was cut open.

The third, the fourth, each one shattered in turn!

Every Cloud Gate that broke gave off a crisp sound like shattered jade pieces. Fragments of clouds scattered, and white jade debris splashed into the Cloud Lake like a ghastly white shattered snow.

Cloud Pot Daoist’s face turned even whiter.

"Eight-armed Cloud Moving Seal!" Cloud Qi surged again from the pot’s mouth.

An octopus-shaped cloud beast emerged from the pot. Its body was half-real and half-illusory, its eight long arms like flowing cloud long ropes, stretched out simultaneously towards the Red Robe Guest as soon as it appeared.

It did not seek to heavily injure, only to hold the Red Robe Guest for half a breath.

The eight cloud arms wrapped around the Red Robe Guest’s wrists, ankles, waist, and shoulders. The cloud arms were soft yet resilient, like long ropes in water, or like living white silk.

The Red Robe Guest glanced down, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

"Trivial trick!" The blood patterns all over him suddenly shone brightly.

The dark patterns on the crimson robe seemed to come alive, transforming into countless Blood Snakes, counterattacking along the Eight-armed Cloud Moving Seal’s cloud arms.

The Eight-armed Cloud Moving Seal trembled violently. Its eight cloud arms were rapidly dyed red.

It wanted to cut off the arms to save itself, but the Red Robe Guest had already lifted his right hand, his five fingers like a Hook, tearing fiercely!

Riiiip!

All eight cloud arms broke simultaneously.

The break wasn’t a clean separation of cloud Qi, but large black-red gaps bitten by Blood Snakes.

The Eight-armed Cloud Moving Seal let out a sharp cry, its body rolling backward, crashing into the Cloud Lake, raising a thick white mist.

The Red Robe Guest refused to let go. He leaped, transforming into a Blood Shadow, chasing after the Eight-armed Cloud Moving Seal, his hands plunging into its half-real, half-illusory cloud body.

His hands split open!

The Eight-armed Cloud Moving Seal was forcefully torn apart by him!

For a moment, the cloud Qi scattered violently, white light fluttering chaotically.

Cloud Pot Daoist exclaimed, "Eight-armed Cloud Moving Seal!"

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, he hastily activated the White Jade Heaven Cup to take in the remnants of the Eight-armed Cloud Moving Seal’s cloud nature. If delayed another moment, this cloud beast might have been utterly torn apart by the Red Robe Guest right on the spot.

The Red Robe Guest stood in the center of the Cloud Lake, his hands hanging down, with leftover strands of clouds still wrapped around his fingertips.

He flung his hand, the residual clouds stained with blood, fell into the Cloud Lake, turning into patches of red blotches in an instant.

The Red Robe Guest laughed heartily, "What else is there, bring it all out! Today I must see just how much foundation White Cloud Village truly has!"

His laughter echoed throughout the Cloud Marsh Martial Arts Arena.

Demonic Qi poured out!

At the same time, streaks of crimson blood light spread from under his feet, dyeing the nearby Cloud Lake like a blood marsh. The once pristine white clouds were now tainted with blood, the edges rippled with dark red, as if the entire Cloud Marsh was slowly bleeding.

In Nanming Village’s seating, cultivators were revitalized.

Tu Yuanzi clicked his tongue silently.

Ning Zhuo’s eyes were bright and clear; the previous battle with Tan Zhu’s Poison Technique had not benefited him greatly, but observing the Red Robe Guest’s moves frequently sparked his understanding of the Blood Dao, offering deeper insights into the Demon-infused Bloodline Technique from a new perspective.

It was apparent to all discerning people that the Red Robe Guest had the absolute upper hand.

Yet Cloud Pot Daoist didn’t collapse.

He was pale, blood at his mouth, even his fingers slightly trembling, yet he continued laying the Cloud Formation.

This action, from the beginning of the battle, had been ongoing, never stopping.

Though many of the Thirty-Six Stacked Cloud Gates had shattered, the remaining Cloud Gates were still moving.

The Cloud Qi emitted by the White Jade Heaven Cup had stealthily seeped into the entire Cloud Lake.

A Sinking Smoke Locking Pot Array was gradually unfolding beneath the Cloud Lake, making the surrounding Cloud Qi increasingly heavy.

In the courtyard, Cloud Pot Daoist suddenly took a deep breath.

He bit his tongue, spraying a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the Feeding Dawn Beast Plate.

The nine sections of the round plate brightened simultaneously.

Three more auras rushed out from the mouth of the pot.

Rain Listening Sleep Snail!

Heaven-folding Sleeve Crane!

Smoke-carrying Lamp Deer!

The Rain Listening Sleep Snail hovered at the edge of the Cloud Marsh, its shell patterns a blue-white, snail mouth turned outward. A fine rain sound immediately began, dripping and tapping, continuing unceasingly.