Chapter 612: Enough Qi and Blood to Drown the Planet
Everyone was stunned!
Lu Xuan looked way too relaxed!
He had pretty much walked up to Gui Qiwang and slapped him in the face.
When the demonic qi surrounded Gui Qiwang’s body touched Lu Xuan, it instantly evaporated like snow under the scorching sun.
It didn’t even stop Lu Xuan from moving forward at all.
Gui Qiwang was completely restrained!
At that moment, someone shouted, “This slap is too horrifying. Gui Qiwang is going to go crazy!”
Sure enough, Gui Qiwang stood opposite Lu Xuan, stunned by the slap. His eyes then turned red in fury.
Boom!
Suddenly, an endless supply of dense demonic qi was released before condensing around his body.
“What?! How dare you slap me?!”
Gui Qiwang’s voice was growing louder until he sounded like a ghost wailing.
Lu Xuan looked at Gui Qiwang in front of him and slapped him again.
Boom!
Gui Qiwang was once again sent flying. The second slap had landed on the exact same spot that the first one did. This one was no weaker than the previous one.
Lu Xuan said apathetically, “So what if I hit you?! Do you truly see yourself as a Great Ancestor standing all high and mighty above others?”
Lu Xuan grinned as he had completely looked down on Gui Qiwang.
The slaps had left Gui Qiwang dumbfounded. The first slap was fine because he was completely defenseless, but the second one was way too bold of an attack.
Great Ancestor Shen Jian and Great Ancestor Zhang Cheng were also left dumbfounded.
“It’s his qi and blood. His qi and blood are too exuberant!”
Great Ancestor Shen Jian could see this. He finally understood why Gui Qiwang had been slapped twice without being given a chance to fight back against Lu Xuan.
Gui Qiwang had met his match.
“Rumor has it that the qi and blood of a martial cultivator are unparalleled. There are even records in myths and legends where the qi and blood are like the vast ocean, ready to drown a planet. I just never saw anything like this before. I never expected to see such a powerful martial cultivator here!”
Great Ancestor Shen Jian wore a serious expression on his face. He remembered this being recorded in a note he read when he was young, but it was recorded by one of his predecessors in Shenjian Villa a long time ago.
Something like this was considered to have been only a myth. Even for a cultivator like him who was in the Divine Transformation Realm, it was impossible to achieve enough qi and blood to drown the planet. What kind of monster would that be?
Such an existence could’ve only existed in myths!
He had never seen an extremely strong martial cultivator after reading about it. Since he cultivated the sword, he was partially a martial cultivator to some extent.
However, sword cultivation required someone to place all of their skills on the sword, constantly refining it until they could even behead a man thousands of miles away.
Of course, Shen Jian was incapable of achieving something like that with his current skills. Right now, this also seemed like a myth to him.
This record was also exaggerated; ordinary people had never heard of this being the case. For him, however, it was true that a sword could attack and decapitate a man standing tens to even hundreds of miles away.
Even back when he was still on Earth, such ignorant mortals saw him as a first-class sword immortal of the south when he went out of the mountains.
He had never met such an extremely powerful martial cultivator before, but now he was standing right in front of one.
Not only was this kind of strong martial cultivation difficult to train, but it also required a person to have a strong enough physique to do so. The body of an ordinary person would’ve never been able to tolerate such a terrifying amount of qi and blood; they would have been killed within seconds.
Even with Shen Jian’s current level of cultivation, he would inevitably end up the same way. If he was hit by the terrifying qi and blood Lu Xuan displayed, he would also be hit.
“That explains so much. It turns out that he’s relying on his powerful qi and blood. Rumor has it that a person’s powerful qi and blood are the greatest weakness of creatures like ghosts!”
Zhang Cheng seemed to have suddenly understood why Lu Xuan was so strong.
According to the cultivation of Gui Qiwang, the qi and blood of an ordinary person was a great gift to him. However, Lu Xuan’s qi and blood were as exuberant as a big sun in the night sky. Any ghost that was next to Lu Xuan would be killed by him as if it were scorched to death by the sun.
This was like ordinary people walking around at night. Those with a weak physique and a lack of qi and blood would often encounter several unpleasant things. Meanwhile, those young people with strong bodies could walk around safely.
However, the stiff look on Shen Jian’s face had relaxed after knowing why Lu Xuan was able to restrain Gui Qiwang.
The unknown was the most terrifying thing, after all. Now that he knew the reason, however, it no longer scared him. After all, he was not Gui Qiwang who specialized in the demonic path; Lu Xuan’s powerful qi and blood wouldn’t restrain him.
After hearing the explanations of the two Great Ancestors, several experts suddenly realized that they had met the bane of their existence. Even so, they were still shocked; they had never seen a human martial artist who was able to cultivate to this extent.
At that moment, the group of experts from Guimen Sect did not dare to look directly at Lu Xuan, whom they had considered a terrifying nemesis. If they did, it would’ve been like looking directly at a big sun.
They were able to feel the suppression of the demonic qi on their bodies just by looking at him from a distance. It was possible to imagine what kind of pressure Gui Qiwang was made to endure at this moment.
However, there was nothing they could do to help.
“Roar!”
Gui Qiwang let out the mournful cry of a ghost that pierced the clouds in the sky.
“Myriad Ghost Devourer!”
In the end, Gui Qiwang couldn’t contain himself as boundless demonic qi was unleashed from his body. Behind him, a huge figure of a ghost king appeared. This meant that Gui Qiwang was pulling out all the stops.
Once he had been forced to this point by Lu Xuan, he knew that his demonic path had been restrained and suppressed by Lu Xuan’s terrifying qi and blood.
Ordinary tricks were useless against Lu Xuan. Just like the Hundred Nightwalker Ghosts, any kind of trick would only evaporate like snow melting under the scorching sun.
Gui Qiwang was going all out as he displayed his unique trump card.
The giant ghost king was condensed by Gui Qiwang’s God. As soon as it appeared, everyone on Sanxian Mountain felt that the air was suddenly colder by several degrees. Even the onlookers at the bottom of the mountain were able to feel it.
The people who were at the Sanxian Assembly had immediately felt the dense demonic qi around them. It was as if tens of thousands of ghosts were howling.
The piercing sound was enough to shake the world!
Immediately afterward, countless ghosts roared as they were condensed within the never-ending wind in the sky. Suddenly, they swept towards Lu Xuan like a torrential wind.
Such a dense and endless sight was enough to make anyone who saw it fall into despair.
The ghosts only took a moment to submerge Lu Xuan until he could no longer be seen.