After awakening, the female supporting character in the abused novel only wants to ascend to immorta

Chapter 240 The Blood God Sacrifice Reappears
Faced with Lin Zhao's sword strike, Qian Miao was completely baffled and said with some regret, "I thought you were a good opponent, but you underestimate my Thousand Skull Devouring Demon Fist in our first encounter. That's too arrogant of you."

Lin Zhao, expressionless, slashed her sword at the enormous blood-red fist. Her figure, along with the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword, was probably less than a tenth the size of the blood-red fist. From any perspective, this scene gave the impression that Lin Zhao was trying to move a tree like an ant.

But is that really the case?
Qian Miao knew the answer in the second breath when the giant fist had not landed for a long time. She knew all too well how domineering the Thousand Skull Devouring Demon Fist was. It was considered top-notch even among earth-grade spiritual techniques. This spiritual technique was an inheritance she obtained in the ancient ruins of the demon battlefield.

Once the fist has started to fall, it cannot be stopped!

Therefore, this brief pause could only be a trick by Zhao Ling'er!
Lin Zhao gripped the bone sword, and with a flap of her phoenix wings, she effortlessly shattered the giant blood fist into a shower of light and shadow.

However, the spiritual pressure emanating from the phoenix wings when they flapped made everyone's hearts jump for a moment. The next moment, Lin Zhao's aura, including the purple longsword in his hand, returned to its restrained state.

Qian Miao retrieved his blood-red scimitar, licked the wound on his hand, and asked, "What's the name of that move you used?"

Lin Zhao was slightly out of breath. With this move, she had actually tested Qian Miao's spiritual energy foundation. It should be a zero-seven vortex with the effect of four hundred and forty spiritual streams. Just talking about the foundation of a spiritual energy vortex, the opponent was certainly not as good as her.

However, Qianmiao has ten Zero Seven Vortexes, and her spiritual energy foundation far surpasses that of himself.

Simple methods are simply not enough to bridge the gap between the two.

If Lin Zhao hadn't fully mastered the Thousand Spirits Sword Technique and the Bodhi Slash, and had instead used his previous spiritual techniques against Qian Miao, he would probably have been sent away by now.

Although the gap between Qianmiao's spiritual foundation and her own is similar to the gap between Ji Qin and herself back then, Qianmiao is not someone Ji Qin can compare to.

She quickly composed herself, her mind racing, and slowly replied, "Bodhi Slash."

The body moves, the sword moves; the body is like a Bodhi tree, the mind like a clear mirror; the brilliance is contained within, hidden and not revealed; the mind breaks through all obstacles.

The Bodhi Slash emphasizes the swordsman's ultimate mastery of his sword, his own cultivation, and the sublimation of his state of mind. Even now, when Lin Zhao uses it, it is only a half-finished product. It is still far from the realm described in the skill: "The sword falls to the Yellow Springs as soon as it is drawn, and the sword unites with the heads of all demons."

However, even with the initial understanding, one can easily break through Qianmiao's murderous and blood-red spiritual technique with minimal effort.

After all, the Bodhi Slash is specifically designed to subdue evil spirits and demons.

"Bodhi Slash." Qian Miao's red eyes narrowed slightly, clearly this was the first time she had heard of this spiritual technique.

The crimson scimitar in her hand hummed softly, then transformed into three times its original size.

"I originally intended to save this move to compete for second place, but now it seems that if I don't use my true skills against you, I might not even be able to hold onto third place. Fellow Daoist Zhao, this move of mine will definitely draw blood. If I offend you, please forgive me!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao smiled faintly, a hint of madness flickering in his eyes.

"it is good!"

What Qianmiao said was exactly what she wanted.
Lu Xiuya is no match for me. The fourth and fifth are probably only on par with me. Only the top three on the Prodigy Ranking might pose a threat to my life!
Having cultivated the Phoenix Vein Technique to the point of mastering two techniques, Lin Zhao had also gained some insights into it.

Especially after the emergence of the Nirvana talent skill, Lin Zhao vaguely realized that for cultivators practicing the Phoenix Vein Technique, constantly falling and being reborn was perhaps the fastest way.

As for whether that's really the case... Lin Zhao looked at Qian Miao's blood-red scimitar and smiled, "Let me see how much of a blow the top three geniuses of the Upper Realm can inflict on me?"

Qian Miao held the red curved blade, but her gaze remained fixed on Lin Zhao. Then, she uttered a complex ancient incantation.

As the ancient incantation was uttered, a mark appeared between Qian Miao's brows, and the sense of familiarity it brought to Lin Zhao became even stronger.

However, at this moment, Lin Zhao had already remembered what kind of spiritual skill this was.

She had encountered this spiritual technique before, but the one Ji Xiao used back then was far less powerful and of a higher grade than Qian Miao's.

—Blood God Sacrifice!

If Ji Xiao's Blood God Sacrifice could only draw upon a trace of the Blood God's power, then Qian Miao's Blood God Sacrifice now can be considered as being able to summon a projection of the Blood God.

As the last syllable of the ancient incantation faded, Qianmiao's originally waist-length fiery red hair suddenly grew to her ankles, and her blood-red eyes became even more profound.

At the same time, her appearance became more refined. Qian Miao was already a somewhat carefree beauty, but with the Blood God Sacrifice, her red hair flowed down, and her appearance and temperament gained a touch of holiness.

This doesn't conflict with her original wild and unruly nature; on the contrary, this sense of holiness seems to add a protective halo to her.

The crimson scimitar in her hand also faded from red at this moment, turning into a chilling bluish-white.

But perhaps, this is the true color of the scimitar.

However, this was not all of Qianmiao's changes. She raised her other hand, which was not holding the knife, and the white bone scimitar actually merged with her hand.

Lin Zhao's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light when she saw this scene.

Seeing Lin Zhao's expression, Qian Miao knew that Lin Zhao had sensed it, so she stopped hiding it and smiled slightly: "I have the bloodline of the Blood God, and my weapon is made from my bones. Now, please let Fellow Daoist Ling'er try my Senluo Blade enhanced by the Blood God Sacrifice."

The bone blade merged into her arm, infused with her crimson spiritual energy, and each slash seemed to be more than just an attack.

Each slash was aimed at Lin Zhao's vital points with extremely tricky angles, but Lin Zhao narrowly avoided them by grazing his body.

But did they really manage to dodge it?
not necessarily.

Lin Zhao clearly felt that the force of the blade he had dodged had not disappeared, but was lingering around him, forming invisible barriers.

Imagine this: a single, sharp blade of light could kill you, but now you are surrounded by thousands of such blades, which, following their predictable trajectories, have become your personal hell!
Amidst the increasingly dangerous situation, Lin Zhao felt every hair on her body stand on end. She hadn't experienced this exhilarating feeling of battle since arriving on the Ancestral Phoenix Continent.

The bone sword in her hand burst forth with a deep purple light.

"Let me try the third move of the Thousand Spirits Sword Technique..."