Chapter 817: Blood Washing the Heavens

ront of him.Jiang Yun reached out a hand, and the four flags on all sides flew into his grasp. He looked at Lin Ruitian and smiled faintly: "If it were the Nine War Formation, perhaps it could really...Just as Jiang Yun set up this sword formation, within his dantian, Su Yang, who originally belonged to Huoyang Hui's magic weapon, the烏雲蓋頂, was lying on the ground with a contented face, stretching out his legs, humming an unknown tune!

Several days ago, he had already successfully possessed Lei Ling's body, allowing him to finally have a physical form again after countless years.

This naturally made him incredibly excited. He rarely took time off for himself, but this time he decided to take a few days off from cultivation and enjoy his physical body to the fullest.

Just then, a voice as if carrying the weight of endless ages suddenly rang in his ears: "Su Yang!"

Hearing this sound, Su Yang's body, which was lying on the ground, jumped up directly.

Then, his knees buckled and he fell to the ground, burying his head in the dirt. His voice trembled as he cried out, "Master! Master!"

This voice didn't come from Jiang Yun himself, but from another soul residing within him. This other soul looked almost identical to Jiang Yun, but was significantly more powerful!

Back then, when Su Yang was preparing to possess Jiang Yun's body, he saw this soul and not only did it make him immediately abandon his plan to possess Jiang Yun, but also made him willingly acknowledge Jiang Yun as his master.

After that, he never saw the soul again nor heard its voice. However, he never expected that just as he had recently acquired a physical body, the other party would unexpectedly speak.

He didn't know what the other party's purpose was, but the only thing he could do was try his best to show his loyalty: "Master, whatever you command, I will go through fire and water, die without regret!"

After a moment, Su Yang suddenly raised his head, an incredulous expression on his face. "That's it"

"Hmm!"

Su Yang immediately slapped his chest with force, making a loud "dong" sound. He looked full of righteous indignation and said, "Master, please rest assured, this little matter, the old slave will definitely get it done!"

After finishing, Su Yang stood up his ears and waited for a moment. Finally, he was sure that the other party wouldn't make a sound again. He then let out a long breath and touched his chest, saying: "I almost died! Really, we are the same soul, why don't we communicate ourselves, and I have to relay messages for you It's really baffling, so confusing!"

"However, I must make sure this goes well. If anything goes wrong, I'm afraid I'll lose this newly acquired body again!"

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After witnessing Qiao Xiangrong's masterful swordplay with a hundred swords, Jiang Yun had a bold idea.

If one could imbue each sword with a trace of sword intent, even just a sliver, then when they were gathered together, the combined sword intent would be truly immense;

If these swords could be combined and arranged in formations, even if each sword had only one type of change, the combined effect would be tens of thousands of variations!

Nobody knew that during the three years Jiang Yun spent secluded in the Liu family, besides cultivating her Dao Spirit, she was also diligently working to make her idea a reality.

And in the end, he did it.

He could transfer his sword intent to a thousand swords, then arrange those thousand swords into formations.

With the power of formations, each sword can have nine additional variations. Adding a sword intent brings the total to ten variations!

Although this is still a considerable distance from his expectations, after all, his idea was ten thousand swords, but he is very satisfied with this sword formation.

Most importantly, this sword formation has nothing to do with the Blood Dao Realm's master's identity. It allows him to wield it even if he leaves the Blood Dao Realm.

And this, has always been his biggest secret weapon!

Now, facing the demonic cultivator who could constantly combine attacks but lacked significant power, and whose eerie techniques allowed him to control multiple souls, he finally deployed his sword formation!

Above the sky, a sword formation of nearly a thousand swords surrounded over eight thousand black daggers. This scene deeply shocked everyone, even Xing Mo himself.

As Jian Yun's words fell, the sword formation suddenly began to rotate.

In an instant, the heavens and earth were filled with the crisp sound of metal clashing and the howling of sword qi.

The entire sky was completely covered by crisscrossing sword light!

It was only a brief moment, and the world returned to its former state.

Above the sky, a formation of nearly a thousand swords remained intact, while the over eight thousand black short swords had vanished without a trace, not one left behind.

Obviously, the sword formation wins!

At this moment, even the demon king Xíng Mó widened his eyes, gazing at the sword formation. His face was filled with disbelief!

Although those souls and small swords may not possess great power.

But every soul and every small sword required him to personally forge them with a special method, taking almost a century of his time before he had so many swords and souls.

And now, all of this has been completely destroyed by Jiang Yun in a moment!

Gradually, the shock on Xing Mo's face turned into a thick anger. He roared at Jiang Yun, "Jiang Yun, you finally angered me. I didn't know how to deal with you before, but now I have decided. I will capture you and let you taste all my punishments!"

"Boom!"

A powerful aura suddenly burst forth from the body of the Devil Slayer.

Before the fight, he didn't take Jiang Yun seriously at all. Besides, as he said, he never knew how to deal with Jiang Yun, so naturally he didn't use his full strength.

But now, he has finally thoroughly erupted with the true strength of his late stage Daoist cultivation!

Under the oppression of Xing Mo's aura, Jiang Yun suddenly felt a terrifying pressure.

Even with the continuous influx of bloodline power, he was still unable to counter it.

Even the Xíngmó no longer used any magic. Relying solely on the aura emanating from his body, he took a step towards Jiāng Yún.

Looking at the increasingly closer Demon Executioner, Jiang Yun couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that I can only use the last move!"

In Jiang Yun's eyes, which were now filled with blood-red, a resolute look emerged. He stared deeply at Xing Mo Dao: "This world, although called the Blood Dao Realm, I, have not seen any blood!"

As soon as his words fell, boundless blood light suddenly erupted from Jiang Yun's body.

Amidst the blood, he raised his hand and grasped towards the depths, towards the countless beings of the Blood Dao Realm. His fingers reached out into the void.

As soon as he grasped it, countless creatures in the Blood Dao Realm, whether powerful celestial beings or ordinary beasts who had yet to even develop divine consciousness, all felt a sharp pain between their brows.

Next, a drop of fresh blood flew out uncontrollably from their foreheads into the air.

A single drop of blood is naturally insignificant, but the entire Blood Dao realm is home to a population of creatures exceeding billions.

Billions of drops of blood gathered in the air, forming a vast and boundless sea of blood.

Looking up, this sea of blood seemed to have replaced the sky of the Blood Dao Realm, becoming a second heaven.

Seeing this scene, a trace of fear finally appeared on Xing Mo's face filled with anger. He blurted out, "Impossible, you can't possibly perform this move!"

"Nothing is impossible!"

Under the blood light's reflection, Jiang Yun's face became incredibly ferocious. A cold smile appeared on his face as he lightly uttered four words.

"Bloodbath the heavens!"

As these four words echoed, a crimson figure like a colossal humanoid blood droplet, Jiang Yun, stepped forward. His blood merged with the myriad spirits' blood of the Blood Dao Realm, vanishing into the sea of blood!

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