Chapter 280 Battle with Blood-Dragon.
BOOOOM~!
Yang Wei darted at an explosive speed to dodge one of Blood-Dragon's powerful tail swings. Evading such a massive creature required instantaneous reflexes, but even after dodging, he was flung through the air like a ragdoll by the shockwave from its gargantuan tail.
"Too close for comf──"
Yang Wei couldn't finish as Blood-Dragon opened its mouth wide, making him look like a bug, and shot out a barrage of blood discs that sliced through the air like mini-missiles.
"All this for one pill…?!"
Yang Wei gathered his fang Qi, spread out his arms, and conjured hundreds, maybe thousands, of fang swords that zoomed straight towards the blood discs like missiles.
But these discs were faster and more powerful than Yang Wei's fang swords. Each one tore through his barrage, reducing them to mere spiritual energy particles that faded away.
Zuuuuuuu~!
The blood discs continued hurtling towards Yang Wei with a speed that outpaced the wind itself.
Time was running out. Yang Wei knew he had no time to spare. He gathered a bright golden energy in his right palm and shot it forward. A blinding gold light burst from his palm, forming a nearly transparent, shining gold tortoise shell.
Heavenly Shell Invocation!
The moment the blood discs collided with the shell, it shattered like glass.
In an instant, the deadly curtain of blood discs, capable of slicing off mountaintops, closed in on Yang Wei at point-blank range.
BOOOOOM~~!
A powerful explosion of red light engulfed him from all sides, flooding him with overwhelming blood Qi.
Ssssss~~
Despite the onslaught, Blood-Dragon remained unsettled.
It was certain Yang Wei wasn't yet dead.
When the light finally dimmed, Yang Wei hovered there, breathing heavily, his body marked with deep burns and his pristine white robes in tatters.
Hah~! Hah~! Hah~~!
He panted furiously, glaring at the blood-red dragon.
A Gold Core cultivator would typically not survive such a potent attack, and even Nascent Soul experts would struggle.
That was how powerful this blood creature's attack was, and it still hadn't revealed the full extent of its power.
The secret to Yang Wei's survival lay in the treasure he had used last minute──the Phoenix Feather Fan, a defensive artifact capable of withstanding Nascent Soul level attacks! If Blood-Dragon hadn't been vastly stronger than a Nascent Soul cultivator, Yang Wei might have emerged from the attack unscathed.
"I owe Meixiu a kiss for this one…" Yang Wei muttered.
He clearly felt gratitude towards the protective treasure. Soon, the fan began its healing function, swiftly repairing all of Yang Wei's wounds. It was operating on a dual principle!
For every attack that it would receive, there would be an equal and opposite reaction!
"I feel new again." Yang Wei chuckled as he inspected his body.
Raaawr~! Grrrr~~!
Rawr~!
Tianyi barked from below, eager to aid his master, but Yang Wei halted him with a firm gesture.
"No, stay down there!"
Reluctantly, the premature celestial dragon obeyed, but there was still heavy pain and concern written in his eyes.
Yang Wei refocused on Blood-Dragon, readying himself for the next round.
I can't let Tianyi get involved in this. Even though my cultivation base is much weaker than this blood dragon or whatever it is, I still have the upper hand with my techniques and treasures. I'll have to rely on those until I can find my blood pill!
His eyes scanned constantly, hoping to spot the quasi-Blood Dragon-Strengthening Pill, but it was useless. Everywhere he looked, he saw only the massive body of the Blood-Dragon.
Following the pill's medicinal aroma was also futile; the dense blood Qi in the air had drowned out most of its unique scent.
Hrmmm~!
Frustration made Yang Wei grit his teeth.
The heavens and the earth started to tremble as if shaken by an otherworldly force. In reality, it was the sheer presence of Blood-Dragon preparing for another powerful attack.
"No…"
Yang Wei muttered as he sensed a massive spike in the surrounding blood Qi. It had increased a thousandfold.
BOOOOOOM~~!
Suddenly, a massive eruption tore blood rifts in space, transforming them into large swirling vortexes of blood.
The blood Qi surged like a wave, threatening to drown not only the entire Celestial Serpent Sect but perhaps the whole Dragon's Peak Mountain Range. It was a sea of blood coming from all directions, sweeping away pagodas and crumbling hills with its might!
"Now do we act?!" Matriarch Venomheart asked eagerly, ready to jump into action. If they couldn't assist Yang Wei directly, they could at least protect their sect and its disciples.
However, Liang Xinyue shook her head. "No… Fate Defying Elder will handle this."
Despite Venomheart's desire to argue, Liang Xinyue's tone left no room for debate. All she could do was watch as disciples ran in panic, knowing there was no escape.
Disciples were running as fast as they could; they'd done quite a lot of that in the past few hours.
For the ones who fled long ago, they were surely thanking their ancestors for such fortune.
"Why is my life always in constant danger?!"
"I refuse to die today!"
"I don't think there's any level of training that would protect us from this!"
The sea of blood, thick and viscous, carried the stench of death and decay. It surged forward like a relentless tide, swallowing everything in its path. From the mountain peaks, it was a horrifying sight──a crimson wave spreading out like the fingers of an infernal beast, grasping for the sect below.
...
Inside Spirit Harmony Peak's main hall, Mu Zhihao stood at the head of a gathering of disciples.
He opened his eyes slowly, his serene expression replaced by one of grave concern. "Be prepared!" he commanded firmly.
The disciples behind him bowed their heads. "Yes, Peak Chief Mu!"
...
On the southern perimeter, Xiu Yulan, with her flowing robes and black hair, stood atop a rocky outcrop. Her sharp, vigilant eyes scanned the encroaching tide.
Hmph~!
She summoned a scroll and elegantly painted an array on it, forming a defensive construct of twenty refined layers.
But the sea of blood crashed against it with brutal force, causing the barriers to crack and strain under the relentless assault.
"This doesn't make any sense. What sort of Heavenly Tribulation is this?!"
She was confused as to why they were facing Yang Wei's tribulation together with him.
...
At Green Sanctuary Peak, a group of younger disciples huddled together, their faces pale with fear.
"This is the end of our sect!"
"N-, no! We can't lose hope yet, we have our Fate Defying Elder... P-, Peak Chief Yang!"
They watched in horror as the lush greenery of their territory was consumed by the blood. Trees withered and died, flowers disintegrated, and the very earth seemed to rot under the tide's corrosive touch.
Guo Xiaomei barked orders, urging the younger ones to retreat to higher ground.
Sigh~
She knew most of her disciples weren't fighters, so she tolerated their fear.
...
Hnnn~~!
Yang Wei watched as the blood Qi drowned everything it touched. He could end it all by unsealing his magic, but doing so would likely mean losing access to his medicinal pill. Yet, he couldn't stand by and let his allies fall for the sake of his pursuit of medicine.
The only ones likely to be safe were those with a high enough cultivation base, the Blood Demon Clan, and Sun Yurong.
Surviving the corrosive nature of this realm-shaking attack required at least a Nascent Soul cultivation base or a foundation in blood Qi cultivation──a small number compared to those who would perish.
"Enough of this!" Yang Wei shouted.
He raised a hand and called forth a powerful torrent of swirling blood Qi. The blood Qi gathered until it nearly covered the entire Celestial Serpent Sect.
Zuuuuuu~!
Moments later, a flash of red light surged, and five massive blood-colored swords were held aloft by Yang Wei's supernatural hold. These gigantic blood swords blazed red as if they could dry the oceans with a touch, each over 500 meters long.
"Rraaahhh!"
With a powerful gesture, Yang Wei hurled the five massive blood swords downward.
FWOOOOSH-CRASSSH~~!!
They crashed into the earth of the five main peaks, repelling the sea of blood for a few precious moments.
Frustration grew on Yang Wei's face.
"Not enough!"
He performed three double-handed incantation gestures.
"Then I'll just absorb it all!"
Unleashing heaven-shaking, earth-shattering power, Yang Wei made the blood sea blink out of existence in a flash.
Silence. . .
Everyone who truly witnessed him do this was left in shock.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Hah~! Hahh~~!
Yang Wei was a little exhausted.
While his year-long seclusion allowed him dive deep into his blood Qi cultivation. . . gathering so much blood Qi so quickly made his heart feel like it would fail.
"Sigh~ and there's still that dragon..."