CHAPTER 501: CHAPTER 487: ZHAO CHANGHE’S FIRST SLAYING OF A GOD

Zhao Changhe didn’t know who had helped him out, so he could only subconsciously credit it to the blind man.

This help was significant!

The Sword Qi that had overflowed and penetrated his body was supposed to be guided to circulate within him according to the Ba Mountain Sword House’s cultivation method. Previously, the fact that Wuding could expel Sword Qi through his mouth was precisely due to nourishing Sword Qi within his body, making it a hidden trump card.

If the Sword Qi was cultivated well, every gesture and movement would be filled with Sword Qi, which would be the legendary Innate Invisible Sword Qi. Even a drop of blood spilt would be as sharp as a sword.

Wuding was merely half a step away from this.

In other words, if one could withstand the circulation of this Sword Qi within their body, then there’d be no need for the grass used to generate and condense Sword Qi.

Everyone’s cultivation path is different. The former Zhao Changhe truly couldn’t control these Sword Qis, unable to guide them, but now that they had been weakened by countless times, couldn’t he just try to harness them for his use?

He was already fully equipped with Sword Intent and knew exactly what to do...

Zhao Changhe hastily introspected and guided the overflowing Sword Qi into his limbs and bones, merging it into the flowing blood and the mixture of Blood Qi and Evil Qi, finely honing it, a process of Body Refining tipped off by Li Shentong.

Ordinary people couldn’t accomplish this single aspect, but under the premise of bloodline transformation and a robust and unyielding foundation provided by the Jun Heaven Blood Jade, it was perfectly achievable. The Divine Oracle’s guidance on Body Refining was indeed an absolute standard.

To Zhao Changhe’s perception, it seemed like a long time had passed, and it felt as though the flowing blood had become exceptionally sharp, as if billions of Blood Swords had converged into a single stream of blood, coursing within his body; the Evil Qi above it was like slender swords, shuttling back and forth.

When Zhao Changhe started feeling slightly accustomed, the Sword Qi began to grow in intensity once more as the effect of the curse wore off, and his energy was restored.

After steering and controlling the Sword Qi into his blood and Qi, even the surging Sword Qi could no longer pose a threat, for it had become a part of his body.

The second stage of the Blood Shura Body, Great Success.

The door to the Second Layer Secret Treasure burst open a crack, and Zhao Changhe could now glimpse the scenery beyond the door.

In reality, it was quite simple, as he had anticipated—once the cultivation of Inner True Energy caught up, the barrier would be broken. But at this moment, it was incredibly vivid, and he could feel that final step was right there.

The Secret Treasure was not so mystical. After all, it was still referred to as "the body’s Secret Treasure," a play on one’s own body, just that this play was more personalized than the initial Mystical Gate. Everyone’s path might not be the same, hence there was no unified standard. This was why Zhao Changhe once felt lost transitioning from the First Layer Secret Treasure to the Second Layer, but now he had completely found the pathway.

Delving into the Secret Treasure would come later... Zhao Changhe opened his blood-red eyes, and the war at this very moment was urgent.

He felt that the Body Refining process took a long time, but in reality, it was very swift, as the body’s blood circulation only took about twenty seconds to complete a cycle, and with his current physique, it took but a few seconds. This duration, in the midst of battle, was very lengthy, but luckily, the Blood Turtle was still some distance away from charging into the crowd.

Zhao Changhe put away the Dragon Sparrow and drew out the Bone Sword, forcefully inserting it into an extremely fine crevice in the Blood Turtle’s skull.

What was an immense power like a rushing river condensed into a tiny point at the tip of the sword, the ultimate compression, and sharpness. A strand of sharp Sword Qi roared in, successfully piercing through the Blood Turtle Shell.

The Blood Turtle suddenly emitted a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering scream—that was not the pain of trepanation.

The soul of the Buddhist Venerable did not match well with this Blood Turtle Body. Usually, it wasn’t a problem, but it had encountered the beastly Saint of the Spirit Clan, who seized upon that slight flaw to cause a tumultuous struggle, fighting for control of the Blood Turtle.

Yue Hongling leveraging the Spirit Platform, fully incorporating the Corpse Demon into her body, directly seized control of the body.

Zhao Changhe pierced open the Heavenly Spirit, disrupting the internal seal, causing the already mismatched body and soul to further fracture, a stream of black Qi shot straight out of the head—a sign that the Divine Soul was being forcibly ejected.

The black Qi shot towards Zhao Changhe’s face, seemingly reversing the situation to snatch Zhao Changhe’s body for itself. Zhao Changhe swiftly pulled out a talisman and "slapped" it on.

With another miserable howl, the black Qi turned into a black streak and fled into the breach of the Holy Mountain, vanishing from sight.

Zhao Changhe had no strength to give chase, his arms and legs weakly clutching the turtle head, barely managing not to fall, and could only watch as the black Qi entered the Holy Mountain.

"The other party clearly had premeditated plans for the Heavenly Book, and their arrangements to enter it had long been set... But no matter, I wasn’t able to deal with you before, when it comes to the struggle for the Heavenly Book, there’ll be a blind man ready to take you down."

Yue Hongling rushed to his side, hastily supporting the staggering Zhao Changhe: "Are you alright?"

"I’m okay..." Zhao Changhe coldly lowered his gaze to the turtle head: "The question is whether it’s alright..."

The Blood Turtle continued to scream in agony, a result of its body undergoing fusion with another soul. The soul of the Corpse Demon’s transmitted thoughts, however, had already reached Zhao Changhe’s Soul Sea: "Thank you all for risking life and death, driving away the bald donkey, and delivering me the Sacred Body... As a token of my gratitude, I will leave you a complete corpse... haha... hahaha..."

While the laughter spread, Zhao Changhe flipped his hand, tossing another sword pill into the Blood Turtle’s mouth.

"???" The laughter abruptly stopped.

"I know how to guide the Sword Qi, but I can’t withstand its erratic surges. The Blood Turtle Body won’t guide the Sword Qi, and you won’t either. I’d like to see how passionately it will erupt," Zhao Changhe said in an exhausted whisper: "The shell of the Blood Turtle is very hard, but I don’t believe its insides are just as tough."

The air seemed to pause for a moment before the sword Qi within the Blood Turtle’s belly pierced through it from every angle.

More miserable still, while Zhao Changhe could at least manage a conventional composure, ensuring at a minimum that the Sword Qi would rush outward, it would not randomly pierce his heart. Both the Blood Turtle and Corpse Demon, utterly clueless about this, suffered from the Blood Turtle’s vastly different body structure. The Sword Qi, normally flowing along the blood paths according to a set route, became erratic chaos.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" In an instant, the interior of the Blood Turtle was churned into mush by the myriad Sword Qi, leaving almost no intact organ to be found.

The freshly seized Blood Turtle Body collapsed to the ground with a thud, motionless as if it had been "poisoned" to death by the sword pill.

Black Qi once again escaped from the breach in the Heavenly Spirit.

The Corpse Demon was beside itself with rage, its entanglement with the Blood Turtle had not been easy, and it was now much weaker than before, and now its body was dead too.

Dead is dead, but aren’t you, Zhao Changhe, even weaker at the moment? Couldn’t I seize your body instead?

As soon as the Blood Turtle’s Heavenly Spirit squeezed out, it was met with a talisman stuck right in front of it, and before it were Zhao Changhe’s icy eyes.

To the side, the Sword Light flickered, and Yue Hongling, having understood all the issues, exploded into action as the Dragon Emperor, with resplendent golden light piercing straight down.

"No! You’re pulling the bridge after..." The Corpse Demon let out a piercing scream, as the black Qi steamed into a twisted human face, finally dissipating slowly out of sight.

Until its death, it never understood how Zhao Changhe had prepared the talismans so early, as if waiting to deal with those two dark souls.

Sisi had just arrived from the distant Holy Mountain and soared upward: "How are you guys doing?"

Zhao Changhe collapsed weakly atop the Turtle Shell, with Yue Hongling, also very exhausted, leaning against him, the two of them sitting together and laughing: "It seems we might have killed your True Ancestor God, I guess we should run for our lives?"

Sisi didn’t bother to look at the two in their sickeningly intimate state, quickly pulling out two Elixirs for them to consume: "Killing a Blood Turtle is a matter of perspective... As long as I advocate for you, this could be seen as an act that only a True Saint Envoy commanded by the Divine Oracle could accomplish."

She paused for a moment, lowering her voice: "As for that soul just now, it was a bad person, wasn’t it?"

Zhao Changhe gave her a deep look, his mood finally relaxing. Overwhelmed by fatigue, he actually fainted.

Sisi silently gazed at him, his body bathed in blood, the Sacred Body nearly flayed by the rampant Sword Qi... She simply could not comprehend how Zhao Changhe could still persist through the subsequent battle, and still make all the right decisions so calmly.

Tears finally welled up in her peach blossom eyes, threatening to cry.

Yue Hongling sat collapsed to one side without any energy: "Take us to heal, talk about whatever benefits you have later."

Sisi apologized earnestly to Yue Hongling: "I’m sorry, Sister Yue, you’ve helped so much, and I..."

"It’s okay..." Yue Hongling said lethargically: "After all, I’ve had my fun with you too."