Becoming an Immortal and Ancestor, Starting from the Clan-protecting Divine Beast

51: Chapter 51 Another Foundation Establishment Stage Killer, Supernatural Powers and Calculations“The Heavenly King descends in wrath, demons and devils bow down!”

The Blood Qi magical power within Blood Without Pigeon surged, instantly stabilizing himself.

Blood Qi Cultivators were the most resistant to attacks and had extreme stamina. He refused to believe that Yuan Feng, an Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, could exhaust him, a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Blood Qi Cultivator, to death.

As his voice fell, blood flames rose around the Eight-Armed Heavenly King manifested by Blood Without Pigeon. Six of the arms, originally forming hand seals, changed direction and formed a ’swastika’ symbol.

“Boom!”

The Eight-Armed Heavenly King pointed one finger at the ground and held the sky with the other. The remaining arms formed the ’swastika’ symbol, and a bloody mountain chanting Buddhist mantras descended from the sky. Horrifying phenomena appeared, showing Arhat corpses falling and Bodhisattvas perishing, shocking everyone.

“So that legend is true!” Tang Xiangqian, who was fighting Blood Without Method, exclaimed in surprise.

Tang Weibin, who was assisting him nearby, asked in confusion, “Uncle Xiangqian, what are you talking about?”

Tang Xiangqian’s eyes were grave as he recounted a story he had seen in an ancient text: “Legend has it there is another path in the world called the Buddhist Dao. It is the great master of manipulating the Power Of Will of all living beings, and its highest achievers are revered as Buddhas, possessing incredible great power, no less than the great figures sitting on the dao position.”

“But in ancient times, a major event occurred that shocked the world even more than Ding Fire burning the Immortal of Longevity to death: the Blood Ancestor destroyed the Buddhas, allowing the Blood Qi Path to acquire characteristics and methods similar to the Buddhist Sect.”

“That Ancient Ancestor Xue Zhou’s methods could be called heaven-shaking and earth-shattering. If he hadn’t encountered that person from the Thunder Palace, he probably would have become the most powerful existence in this realm since time immemorial.”

Tang Weibin was speechless. The most powerful existence in this realm? Was this something they, Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators, should be discussing?

However, Tang Xiangqian’s words were not without reason. The might and status of the dao position were not immutable. The more people who cultivated under heaven, and the more powerful individuals who emerged, the stronger the dao position became, and the higher its status.

The Ancient Ancestor Xue Zhou spread his methods throughout the world, and even Golden Core level True Sovereigns were consuming Blood Qi. The resulting boost to the Blood Qi dao position was imaginable.

Calling him the strongest of that era was not an exaggeration.

Yuan Feng’s eyes were solemn. He pushed the Spell Holding Up the Heavens and Shaking the Mountains to its limit. His demon power, mixed with black fiendish energy, surged up like a mountain cast from black gold.

Boom!

The sky shook ceaselessly. Black demon power and Blood Qi magical power each occupied half the sky. The two mountains constantly collided, and the resulting turbulence swept across the land like a gale, tearing open ravines.

“Buzz!”

A sharp, piercing tremor sounded. The bloody mountain manifested by Blood Without Pigeon using Blood Qi magical power shone brightly. A Buddha statue with blood tears streaming from its eyes appeared, holding the bloody mountain in its palm and striking out with a single blow.

The might of this palm strike was immeasurable. A swastika appeared in the palm, seemingly blessed by the Power Of Will of countless people. It was heavy as Mount Tai, twisting even the Void Realm.

Bang!

Yuan Feng retreated seven steps. The Ancient Mountain Holding Up the Heavens shattered, and his massive demon body was pinned beneath the giant palm, looking somewhat precarious.

“Strong enough!”

Yuan Feng grinned. He activated the Size As Desired Divine Ability, pushing the Divine Ability’s power. His demon body continuously grew, ten zhang, a hundred zhang, until it reached about three hundred zhang, its current limit.

The suppressing giant palm was lifted little by little. Boundless immense strength erupted, forcefully flipping over the giant palm and the bloody mountain.

“Swoosh!”

A massive staff, entirely black, covered in cloud patterns, and condensed from demon power, appeared in his hand. The Grade 2 Medium Grade battle armor, Thick Origin Ten Directions Armor, covered his body.

At this moment, Yuan Feng’s aura was overwhelming, like the Great Sage Sun of a previous life. Holding the black-patterned long staff and clad in earthen yellow battle armor, he brought the staff down directly onto the bloody mountain and the Buddha statue.

Boom!

The cloud-patterned black staff tilted like a pillar supporting the sky, carrying millions of jun of Divine Power. It smashed down fiercely, exploding the spiritual mountain and the Buddha statue, sending Blood Without Pigeon and the Eight-Armed Heavenly King flying out together.

“What kind of Spell is this?!”

Blood Without Pigeon bled from his nose and mouth. The Blood Qi around him roared, transforming into a streak of bloody light that merged into the center of the Eight-Armed Heavenly King’s brow. It was as if he had taken control of a Puppet, instantly stabilizing the Eight-Armed Heavenly King, which was about to collapse.

Yuan Feng remained silent. The cloud-patterned black staff in his hand was wrapped in thick black fiendish energy. He executed Leaping Mountains and Striding Peaks, soaring up, gripping the staff with both hands, and cleaving down with immense force.

It could be described as the Golden Monkey raising the thousand-jun staff, clarifying the jade cosmos of ten thousand miles.

The eight-armed figure was thrown flying. Bloody light dispersed, and half of its body dissipated into bloody light. After all, it was condensed from magical power and couldn’t withstand many strikes.

Yuan Feng held the black staff condensed by the Myriad Transformation Sacred Art, smashing it down repeatedly, like carrying a black pillar supporting the heavens—its might was glorious and unstoppable.

The Eight-Armed Heavenly King was blasted apart, but the next moment, bloody light flashed, and it was restored to its original state.

Blood Without Pigeon bled from all seven orifices, looking deranged. A string of blood beads appeared around his neck, twelve in total. Inside them, a vast blood river flowed, seemingly formed by the concentrated flesh and blood essence of countless living beings.

“Come on! Let’s see who can outlast who!”

Hearing this, Yuan Feng struck down with a blow, smashing Blood Without Pigeon into the ancient ruin beneath the Lin Family mansion, creating a massive pit.

The man and the ape began fighting in this underground space. As the cloud-patterned black staff smashed down, black stars the size of houses circled around, condensed by Yuan Feng using the Myriad Transformation Sacred Art to boost its power.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Blood Without Pigeon was beaten until his tendons snapped and bones fractured, with bloody bone fragments flying everywhere, again and again, but he quickly recovered.

Until the twelfth time, he hurriedly spoke up: “Stop, stop, stop! Stop fighting!”

Yuan Feng did not reply. He pushed the Myriad Transformation Sacred Art to its limit, carrying an aura of invincibility that seemed capable of shattering the Void Realm and achieving immortality.

Rumble!

The entire ancient ruin seemed to tremble. A large pit about a thousand zhang wide appeared, with cracks spreading in all directions, looking hideous and terrifying.

Blood Without Pigeon’s figure vanished, leaving only a puddle of bloody, bone-mixed flesh paste, with a hard Storage Ring mixed into it.

“Hoo hoo hoo!”

Yuan Feng took several heavy breaths. If it had been any other Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, he probably would have beaten them to death long ago; it wouldn’t have been this troublesome.

Collecting Blood Without Pigeon’s Storage Ring, Yuan Feng did not involve himself in the battle of Gu Yannian and the others, but instead began regulating his breath in the underground space.

He vaguely felt that Blood Without Pigeon and Blood Without Method were just pawns pushed out, and the true mastermind had yet to appear.

As for the Lin Family Old Ancestor, he had never shown himself, and Yuan Feng didn’t know what the situation was.

Furthermore, he couldn’t sense Chen Zhuyun’s aura in this underground ruin. This kid didn’t know where he had run off to.

The clan protecting system also hadn’t popped up a death notification for Chen Zhuyun, indicating that Chen Zhuyun was fine, but he didn’t know where he was.

“This kid probably used my jade talisman to break through a corner of the Lin Family’s great formation and escaped with Ruan Zhirou,” Yuan Feng thought.

Crash!

Just then, a cold wind blew past, making him shiver. He immediately exited his meditative state and looked up with a solemn expression.

Blood Without Method, Gu Yannian, and the others who were fighting also stopped simultaneously, all looking toward the Yuexin Small Dwelling.

A dense frosty Qi permeated the courtyard, which had already turned into ruins. The surrounding Void Realm was faintly frozen, and a bone-chilling coldness spread, altering the weather phenomena within a hundred-mile radius.

It was clearly the height of summer in July, yet at this moment, it was like deep winter, with white snow drifting in the sky and white frost covering the ground.

“My Lin Family’s century-long plan has finally succeeded!”

The ruins of the Yuexin Small Dwelling exploded, and a figure walked out.

He looked like a young man, with a head full of bloody hair and eyes like blood crystal glass. A powerful aura emanated from him, far surpassing all the Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators present.

“Foundation Establishment Peak, how is that possible?!” Gu Yannian cried out in surprise. While astonished, he secretly circulated his magical power, already preparing to flee.

A Foundation Establishment Peak Great Cultivator was not someone they, a few Early and Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators, could handle. If they encountered one, fleeing was the only option.

But the Lin Family Old Ancestor was a Frost Dao Cultivator, highly skilled at trapping people. It was possible none of them would escape.

With this thought, Gu Yannian already had a plan.

Better a dead Fellow Daoist than a dead pauper. If he pushed Tang Weibin and the others out to stall for a moment, he would have a high chance of escaping, leaving Liquan Town, or even Liyuan Commandery.

As for the Gu Family’s foundation, as long as Gu Yannian remained, everything remained.

The Lin Family Old Ancestor’s old face, now appearing youthful, revealed a sinister and ruthless expression: “Gu Yannian, you old thing. If your Gu Family hadn’t pressed so hard, I wouldn’t have needed to contact the people of the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect and beg for the Mother-Child Spirit Gathering Blood Fetus Art.”

“Fortunately, this old man’s efforts were not in vain. What does it matter if I destroy the Lin Family’s ancestral foundation? As long as this old man remains, the Lin Family remains.”

The Lin Family Old Ancestor spread his hands and laughed proudly, his bloody hair dancing wildly as he struck out fiercely.

Frost Dao Spell, Midwinter Month!

In an instant, the entire Lin Family mansion was covered by fierce ice and snow. Flakes of snow, condensed from frosty magical power, drifted down, making it seem as if they had arrived at the Extreme Northern Ice Plains. Even Foundation Establishment Great Cultivators were in danger of freezing to death.

“Everyone, attack together!”

Gu Yannian shouted loudly. The White Wax Firelight in his hand flared intensely, rolling up thousands of zhang of flame, barely forcing back the encroaching wind and snow.

But no one responded to him, causing the Gu Family Old Ancestor’s expression to freeze.

He looked back and almost cursed out loud.

Zhang Wenmin and the three Tang Xiangqian had taken advantage of the moment the Lin Family Old Ancestor was speaking to slip away, already several miles distant, with absolutely no intention of confronting him head-on.

“Feng’er, it seems our grandfather and grandson duo might perish here today,” Gu Yannian said wistfully, looking at Gu Feng, who was trembling from the cold beside him.

Hearing this, Gu Feng’s body trembled. The dim White Wax Firelight in his hand brightened slightly, as if oil had been poured on it.

“Ancestor Nian, Feng’er is not afraid.”

Gu Yannian smiled in relief, reached out to stroke Gu Feng’s head, and then his smile vanished: “Since that’s the case, for the sake of the Gu Family, Feng’er, don’t blame me.”

Before his voice even fell, he used a Spell of the Ding Fire Path: Harming Others to Benefit Oneself!

This Spell could extract a person’s life force and bless the user with it, achieving the so-called self-benefiting effect.

It was a variation derived after Ding Fire burned the Immortal of Longevity, and it was utterly malicious.

“Ah!”

Gu Feng let out a painful cry. His eyes instantly dimmed, and the flame of the white candle in his hand extinguished, losing all vitality.

With the life force of Gu Feng, an Early-stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, bolstering him, Gu Yannian’s white hair even showed a streak of black.

He fully activated the white candle in his hand, and simultaneously sacrificed several Grade 2 Magical Artifacts he had acquired over the years, detonating them directly to block the Lin Family Old Ancestor’s Spell.

Taking advantage of this gap, he circulated his movement technique, preparing to leave.

However, a Blood-Colored Scroll blocked his path, completely cutting off his last chance of survival.

“No!!!”

A roar filled with panic and anger echoed for dozens of miles. Gu Yannian, this Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator, ultimately died at the hands of the Lin Family Old Ancestor.

Just as the Lin Family Old Ancestor was about to take another step and prepare to attack Yuan Feng, who was still in the underground space, Blood Without Method interrupted him.

“Fellow Daoist Siyuan, your strike just now caused some damage to the Spiritual Fetus. That Demon Ape was able to beat that waste, Blood Without Pigeon, to death, so it’s probably not that simple.”

The Lin Family Old Ancestor glanced at Blood Without Method, a wicked smile curling his lips: “Is that so?”

Saying this, he waved his large hand, and an ice pillar descended from the sky, striking Blood Without Method down from the air.

“Lin Siyuan, aren’t you afraid of the Protector blaming you?!” Blood Without Method roared, using the scroll in his hand to absorb the ice pillar. His Blood Qi magical power continuously circulated, and a blood sea surged, barely managing to block the Spell.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lin Siyuan took a few steps and appeared before Yuan Feng, raising an eyebrow: “I’m very curious, why aren’t you running?”

Yuan Feng held one hand behind his back and let the other hang by his side, stating lightly: “Run? Why should I run?”

“Oh? Interesting.” Lin Siyuan laughed loudly. The coldness lingering around him intensified, causing visible white frost to condense in the Void Realm.

Yuan Feng, meanwhile, was preparing to unleash the Mountain and Sea Shift Divine Ability. He wanted to see how much power he could exert using this Divine Ability as an Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and whether he could kill the Lin Family Old Ancestor, a Foundation Establishment Peak Great Cultivator, in one go.

At this critical juncture, the Void Realm around the two of them solidified. A white jade palm stretched out from the Great Void, landing on Lin Siyuan’s head and gently gripping it.

Subsequently, bloody light shimmered, blood flames rose, and an illusory blood moon appeared.

Under Yuan Feng’s shocked gaze, Lin Siyuan’s entire body—flesh, blood, and bone—collapsed. Before he could even react, he was condensed into a blood pill the size of an egg.

“A hundred years of planning, and finally this blood fetus has been nurtured. The final Divine Ability is about to be completed, and the Golden Core is within reach.” A sigh echoed in the vast, desolate underground space.

“What a fine Long-Armed Demon Ape. Merely Early-stage Foundation Establishment, yet capable of beating Blood Without Pigeon to death. Its Bloodline seems decent; I shall refine it as well.”

An endless sense of deadly crisis instantly filled Yuan Feng’s mind. A Purple Mansion True Person—the source of everything happening to the Lin Family was a Purple Mansion True Person of the Blood Qi Path.

However, he didn’t panic. If he wanted to run, he would have fled with Zhang Wenmin and the others long ago. He also had something to rely on.

Earlier, a voice transmission appeared in his mind, mentioning Divine Thunder and the Heaven-Striking Thunder Domain Scripture, which made him stop his intention to flee.

Just as the white jade palm was about to refine Yuan Feng into a blood pill, a White Jade Fishing Rod appeared and struck it fiercely. Immediately, flesh and blood flew everywhere, revealing pale white hand bones.

The white jade palm cried out in pain. Having no time to refine Yuan Feng, it snatched the blood pill, tore open the Great Void, and fled to an unknown location.

An elder with white hair and beard stepped out from the Void Realm. He looked toward a certain direction, gently raising the White Jade Fishing Rod, as if fishing up something.

A Blood-Robed Figure traversing the Great Void changed expression. Countless bloody lights surrounded her, as if condensing a layer of Blood-Colored Vajra Body for her.

Boom!

Immediately afterward, an enormous, boundless giant Kunpeng tore through the Void Realm, spreading its sharp, long claws and fiercely grabbing toward the Blood-Robed Figure.

Kan Water Divine Ability, Kunpeng Transformation.

Poof!

While the bloody light and Kan Water permeated the area, the Great Void shattered. The Blood-Robed Figure flew out in a sorry state, covered in blood, with several deep, bone-visible wounds scratched across her prominent chest.

“Great True Person! How can there be a Great True Person with the Five Dharma Manifestations in this godforsaken corner of the world!”

The Blood-Robed Figure was decisive. She immediately sacrificed a jade talisman, which transformed into a streak of bloody light wrapping around her. She instantly traveled thirty thousand miles and vanished without a trace.

The escape Divine Ability of the Blood Qi Path, Blood Roaming Dragon.

On the other side, after the White Jade Fishing Rod appeared, the Void Realm around Yuan Feng returned to normal.

He looked at the elder before him, cupped his hands, and bowed: “Yuan Feng greets the Great True Person.”