Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 136 The Illusory Sword of Emptiness!
As soon as Wan Renwang finished speaking, everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to Zhang Xiaofan.

The Blood-Devouring Bead was a renowned treasure of the Demonic Sect eight hundred years ago, and the magic weapon of the Black-Hearted Old Man, the founder of the Blood Refining Hall.

According to Wan Renwang, the Bloodthirsty Bead was actually on Zhang Xiaofan's body.

For a moment, countless cultivators from both the righteous and demonic paths on Liubo Mountain were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Tian Buyi's brows furrowed involuntarily, whether from the shock of anger or not, this simple action caused him to turn several shades pale with pain.

But then, seeing the questioning looks around him, Tian Buyi snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

"What's so special about a mere Bloodthirsty Bead? Isn't Seventh Brother's sword ten or a hundred times more ferocious than that Bloodthirsty Bead? Yet, there's no sign of Seventh Brother becoming possessed by a demon!"

Upon hearing this, Master Shuiyue and the others' expressions changed slightly. However, Daoist Cangsong stared blankly at Zhang Xiaofan, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhang Xiaofan ignored the sounds around him, his eyes, as bright as the sun, fixed on the ten thousand people on the ground.

Then, Wan Renwang slowly stood up, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, while the streaks of blood-red light continued to converge into his body.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan looking at him, Wan Renwang chuckled lightly, his tone tinged with mockery.

"My dear son-in-law, don't you have the Bloodthirsty Bead? Why don't you use it to stop me? Or is it that you dare not use the power of the Bloodthirsty Bead in front of your master and so many righteous people?"

Upon hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Zhang Xiaofan's usually cold and stern face. He chuckled and replied.

"Why don't you dare?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark blue light shone from Zhang Xiaofan's waist.

Immediately, a bamboo flute flew out and landed on Zhang Xiaofan's head.

Below, countless people looked up, their faces full of doubt. It was clearly a long flute, and it didn't seem like the legendary Bloodthirsty Bead at all.

Among the crowd, Faxiang, who led the monks of Tianyin Temple and stood next to the Qingyun Sect members, had a slight glint in his eyes, and softly chanted a Buddhist prayer.

“Amitabha, everyone, please look at the beads on the tassel of that flute.”

Tian Buyi looked first and saw that there was indeed a deep purple bead on the tassel, and there was indeed a strange and fierce aura coming from the flute.

The next moment, a burst of blood-red light appeared on the deep purple bead, and then it landed on Zhang Xiaofan.

"Where is it?"

Lu Xueqi and the others were startled, only to discover to their astonishment that as the blood-red light continued to flow into Zhang Xiaofan's body, the bloodstains on Zhang Xiaofan's body were actually healing.

Even on his most severely injured right hand, patches of charred scabs had fallen off, revealing fair skin.

"This……"

Everyone was surprised, never expecting that Zhang Xiaofan could so effectively activate the strange power of the Bloodthirsty Bead.

But then, Master Shuiyue frowned and said, quite puzzled.

"Since he can activate the power of the Bloodthirsty Bead, why doesn't he stop that ferocious demon?"

These words puzzled many people, but Faxiang sighed and explained.

"This humble monk knows quite a bit about the Blood-Devouring Bead. As far as I know, there is only one way to stop that ferocious demon from absorbing blood to recover itself—that is, to seize all the blood!"

Upon hearing this, Master Shuiyue and the others widened their eyes, never expecting that the so-called obstruction was actually a forceful plunder.

Upon hearing this, Venerable Dali also murmured a Buddhist chant. "Of course, it's also possible that even Senior Brother Zhang might not be able to interrupt it all. After all, that ferocious demon is extremely strange, and Senior Brother Zhang is seriously injured and his cultivation is not as good as his ability to deal with it."

Fa Xiang said softly, but the worry in his eyes deepened. Tian Ling'er couldn't help but ask when she heard this.

"But why did Xiao Fan use that Bloodthirsty Bead?"

Faxiang's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained silent, only reaching out to tightly grasp the Samsara Bead in his hand.

"Seventh Brother, are you planning to stop that demon?"

As Tian Buyi spoke, his fists clenched involuntarily, and his chubby face turned pale with pain, but he seemed oblivious, staring intently at the tall figure standing atop the giant beast's head.

"Buzz!!"

As everyone's attention fell on Zhang Xiaofan, the Fulong Cauldron suddenly emitted a series of buzzing sounds.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of crimson energy flowed out from the Fulong Cauldron and poured into Wanrenwang's body.

Under that crimson energy, Wan Renwang's appearance changed somewhat. Not only was he enveloped in a crimson light, but his figure also grew larger.

Most horrifyingly, several blood-red barbs had appeared on Wanrenwang's head and limbs.

However, upon closer inspection, it can be seen that the barbs are somewhat illusory and are clearly not real, but rather formed by that terrifying power.

"Roar!!"

Upon sensing the immense power within his body, Wanrenwang let out a strange roar, a sound so shrill and ferocious that it sent shivers down one's spine.

Zhang Xiaofan's expression remained unchanged. He simply reached out and gripped the dark red longsword tightly in his hand, and endless malevolent energy began to emanate from the blade.

In a short while, Zhang Xiaofan and the divine beast Kui Niu were enveloped in a blood-red mist.

"Buzz!!"

Zhang Xiaofan held the longsword upright in front of him and gently placed his hand on it. As the sword intent surged, the Burning Sword couldn't help but emit a series of buzzing sounds.

Amidst the crimson mist, Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the figure, his gaze momentarily unfocused.

It felt as if I had returned to the past, to the depths of the East Sea, to the same sword technique. However, I was not in Penglai, but in Liubo Mountain.

As the sound of swords rang out, the endless malevolent energy slowly began to condense, transforming into countless dark red sword energies.

Countless dark red longswords surrounded Zhang Xiaofan, trembling along with the Burning Sword in his hand, as if in response.

This is none other than my former master's signature move—the Illusory Sword of Emptiness!

On the other side of Zhang Xiaofan, Wan Renwang, seeing this, was equally unwilling to be outdone, his hands flashing with blood-red light.

But then countless beams of blood flew out from Wanrenwang's hands and disappeared into the countless iron spikes on the shallows. Immediately afterwards, the iron spikes, guided by Wanrenwang, were arranged in a scattered pattern.

In the blink of an eye, a massive Dragon-Trapping Formation was rapidly formed under the control of Wan Renwang alone.

"Buzz!!!"

Waves of crimson light emanated from the magic array.

Zhang Xiaofan and Wanrenwang exchanged glances, and the next moment, they both made a move.

(End of this chapter)