Chapter 463: Stained with Blood

This was a mountain forest stained with blood, where rivers and mountains reversed, the earth split apart, and the air was thick with the smell of blood. A powerful being, enraged, had turned this place into a hell on earth.

On this silent land, two figures appeared. Yang Tian's eyes scanned the surroundings for a moment, then he nodded to Yun'er.

Seeing this, Yun'er pursed her red lips. A pile of refining materials and blood stones appeared in her hands as she busied herself. With her formation skills, setting up a concealment array in a short time was simple.

"I hope those old fellows haven't gathered together." Clenching his fist slightly, Yang Tian closed his eyes. His mind sank for a moment, then his eyes snapped open, shooting out several golden lightning bolts.

In an instant, terrifying thunder surged around Yang Tian. Golden lightning struck horizontally, ten thousand thunders roared together, surging endlessly, shaking heaven and earth.

Rumble! The red light on Yang Tian's body was suddenly engulfed by the overwhelming thunder. The golden lightning arcs were extremely powerful. Since Yang Tian had integrated his techniques, this phenomenon had also changed.

When the wisps of deathly energy were struck by the golden lightning arcs, the red glow around Yang Tian surged and struggled violently, the emanating fluctuations suddenly bursting forth.

"Perish!" Yang Tian shouted. The sky trembled as terrifying golden blood energy erupted, piercing through heaven and earth. It was extremely powerful and dazzling, illuminating the lands in all directions.

Endless golden divine light and surging golden lightning rapidly obliterated the red glow around him. Although the speed of obliteration was fast, the fluctuations had already spread far.

"Good heavens, even I was fooled." A hundred miles away, the old man suddenly turned around. His surprised eyes scanned the towering energy radiance ahead, and he couldn't help but speak.

Without any hesitation, the old man rushed toward the place of the fluctuations. This region was guarded only by him, but dealing with Yang Tian was undoubtedly a simple task.

Here, the ten directions of heaven and earth trembled violently. Yang Tian's aura swallowed mountains and rivers. His golden blood energy surged like waves, emitting the divine sound of the Great Dao, terrifying countless beings.

Yang Tian's divine power was astonishing. He stood in his own small world, golden lightning striking horizontally with unparalleled might. The red glow around him was dispelled by Yang Tian in just a few breaths.

"All right..." Sensing that the red glow around Yang Tian had dissipated, Yun'er blinked her big eyes. Her jade finger pointed, striking out a beam of emerald divine light.

Hum! In this heaven and earth, a layer of strange energy suddenly cut across, and the two figures instantly vanished.

Just then, the old man arrived. His eyes were icy as he scanned the surroundings. His gaze flickered for a moment, then landed ahead, a cold smile appearing on his face.

"A mere illusion array trying to deceive me? A pipe dream." The old man sneered. His palm struck out, emitting a thunderous sound from his palm. A surge of energy suddenly struck the illusion array ahead.

Boom! Like paper, the array shattered instantly. When he saw the two figures ahead, joy filled the old man's heart.

Whoosh! At that moment, Yang Tian smiled coldly. Before the old man, a golden thunder bell suddenly appeared, and behind it, a pitch-black orb shot toward the old man's head.

"Heavenly Thunder Pearl!" Noticing the golden orb, the old man's expression shifted slightly. His aura roiled like rivers and seas, emitting waves like great tides that crashed onto the golden thunder orb.

Boom! The golden thunder orb was extraordinary. When the attack approached, it instantly detonated, unleashing terrifying thunder arcs that wildly bombarded the surrounding heavens and earth like scattered flowers.

"Damn it!" The old man was flustered. Energy surged endlessly from his body, pushing back the surrounding golden lightning.

"Perish!" At that moment, the old man shouted. His fist, as large as a bucket, struck the pitch-black orb. However, what happened next made his heart tremble.

The Netherworld Orb burst, and wisps of netherworld energy formed a terrifying ghost head. Its pitch-black beams shot into the sky, lunging at the old man's head.

"What the hell is this?" The old man's mind trembled. He desperately resisted the ghost head, sensing that the pitch-black beams were extremely terrifying, capable of destroying his body.

This Netherworld Orb was a gift from Xiao Ji to Yang Tian, and only this one remained. He had witnessed its power before—even a mighty being would suffer from it.

"Let's go!" Sensing terrifying figures approaching from all directions, Yang Tian's expression changed. He instantly grabbed Yun'er's jade hand, and seven golden, radiant doppelgangers appeared around him, shooting off in all directions.

"Bastard!" The old man roared in anguish. The energy leaking from his body was being devoured by the ghost head at a frantic pace. His heart and liver seemed to shatter as he angrily struck one of the doppelgangers.

Watching the remaining doppelgangers vanish, the old man roared in frustration. His hair disheveled, a precious seal appeared above his head, awakening its divine might. Beams of dazzling light sealed his body.

However, the ghost head did not stop. It continued to devour the precious light around the old man. Fear gripped him—this ghost head was too terrifying, impossible to disperse.

Whoosh! At that moment, the beardless old man arrived. His shocked eyes scanned the ghost head, and after a moment of hesitation, he said in surprise, "This is netherworld energy. How can there be so much?"

"Senior brother, what should we do?" The old man shouted. The precious seal above his head was trembling. If not removed in time, it would become a great calamity.

"Although there is a lot of this netherworld energy, it won't cost you your life. Just defend with all your might." The beardless old man finished speaking. A copper furnace appeared above the old man's head, suppressing his body.

At that moment, the other two powerful beings also appeared, both shocked. They paused for a breath, then gave chase ahead.

The entire mountain forest fell into chaos. A figure like a sea of golden light rampaged through it. The golden lake within Yang Tian's body was being consumed frantically. He went all out, continuously executing the Carefree Eight Desolate Steps, creating numerous doppelgangers.

"This consumption is not sustainable..." Yang Tian scratched his head. His eyes glanced behind him, and he couldn't help but shrink back.

The two old monsters went berserk. Behind them, rivers of blood flowed. Nothing could stop them. All living beings turned into blood, even humans were not spared—their bodies were all blasted apart.

"Little brat, come back with us obediently." The two old men behind shouted. Although Yang Tian's footwork was miraculous, the two old men were no weaklings and had already discerned a trace of his trajectory.

Rumble! Heaven and earth trembled. The two figures were extremely powerful, both mighty beings. With every move, mountains and rivers split. The void rained down like a meteor shower, madly striking at Yang Tian's body.

"Bastards..." Yang Tian grimaced, coughing up blood. This was a great offensive technique with a massive coverage area. No matter how fast Yang Tian was, he couldn't dodge it.

"Brother Yang Tian, what do we do?" Tears of anxiety welled up in Yun'er's eyes. Yang Tian had never let her act. If her divine body were discovered, it would truly be a great earthquake.

"It's okay. At worst, I'll sleep for another year." Stroking Yun'er's hair, Yang Tian grinned, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Hmm, who dares to slaughter the beings of the demon race?" In a mysterious void, a golden, humanoid creature spoke softly, exuding an irresistible majesty.