Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 395 Slaughter Perfected, Supreme Blood River

"Freeze!"

Styx spoke again, and as his voice fell, his true form seemed to become a huge magnetic field, constantly attracting the blood-red divine light in mid-air!

"Buzz!"

The crimson divine light vibrated, and almost instantly, it was all drawn into the Styx's body!

"boom!"

Each Blood God Child requires the Styx River to refine for more than a year, containing the power of the Styx River originating from its deepest source!

How terrifying is the power contained within 480 million Blood God Children?

In any case, Styx has never used such immense power since its birth!

"boom!"

The void rumbled and trembled. The power that erupted from Styx's body was so great that the space right next to him was suddenly annihilated!

This annihilation is the annihilation from existence to non-existence, annihilating into chaos and nothingness!

His body grew larger and larger, eventually becoming an unreachable, endless, towering peak.

An indescribable aura appeared on Styx!

Zhunti's body trembled violently, and he raised his head, looking at the Styx River with a shocked expression!

At this moment, the River Styx gave him the feeling of facing his true self!

In the Immortal Realm, billions of living beings were in uproar, and countless powerful beings trembled!

"Such a powerful aura! Four hundred and eighty million Blood God Children—this is the foundation of the Styx Lord."

On Longevity Mountain, at Wuzhuang Temple, beneath the ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi gazed at the mortal realm for a long time, then sighed, "The Styx River... I am no match for it!"

It must be admitted that Styx is a genius of unparalleled talent.

He forged a unique path, creating the Blood God Child technique.

On ordinary days, when not engaged in magical combat, he would focus on refining the Blood God Seed.

When the crucial moment arrives, all 480 million Blood God Children will emerge, unleashing a power that can shatter heaven and earth.

Zhen Yuanzi has always been arrogant and proud, so the fact that he was forced to admit defeat this time shows how powerful the Styx River is.

In the Heavenly Palace of the Thirty-Three Heavens, Haotian sat on the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, looking down upon all living beings.

"If the Lord of the Styx could be used by my Heavenly Court, that would be wonderful."

Haotian's eyes held a hint of anticipation, and the thought involuntarily crossed his mind.

In the human realm, Styx grinned, a hint of confidence in his expression.

"For the Ancestor to use this move against us, even a saint incarnate would have reason to be proud!"

"Ah Bi, Yuan Tu, sword come?!"

The Styx roared, and its sound alone crushed countless paths and obliterated time. Billions of laws trembled, how could they possibly crumble inch by inch!

The previously somewhat dim Abi and Yuan Tu suddenly flew to Styx's front.

With a wave of his hand, Styx unleashed a torrent of magical power from his body, flowing out as if it were free.

"Buzz!"

Even two top-grade innate spiritual treasures trembled, as if they could not withstand this powerful force.

"boom!"

After an unknown amount of time, the two divine swords roared and transformed into two blood-red shadows, carrying supreme killing intent, and enveloped Zhunti from both sides.

"The Seven Wonderful Trees, the Six Pure Bamboos, the Blessed Vajra, the Wheel of Dharma in Tranquility!"

Thirty-three days later, Zhunti's sense of crisis lingered.

He directly tore open the space of the human realm and sent the Seven Wonderful Trees, the Six Pure Bamboos, the Blessed Vajra, and the Wheel of Nirvana into the human realm.

"What a wonderful tool!"

In the human realm, the eyes of the incarnation of Cundi were filled with surprise.

He suddenly channeled his magical power into the four spiritual treasures.

In an instant, the four spiritual treasures emitted a dazzling light, their innate and indestructible spiritual light flashing, and their Dao essence surged forth like a tidal wave, overwhelming everything!

Then, under Zhunti's control, it suddenly flew towards the River Styx!

Soon, Lingbao collided with Abi and Yuantu in mid-air.

"boom!"

The true spiritual treasure and the spiritual treasure avatar formed by magical power are indeed different.

The moment of collision unleashed a fierce storm of Daoist energy.

The Seven Wonders Tree, after obliterating a portion of the bloody light on Avici and the Yuan Tu Sword, was suddenly repelled.

Next comes the six pure bamboos, the blessed vajra, and the pacification of the Dharma wheel.

The three magical treasures were flung far away by Abi and Yuan Tu in the blink of an eye.

The four magical treasures were dim and trembling, clearly indicating that they were seriously injured and had lost their vital energy.

Each time a magical treasure was deflected, the bloodthirsty aura on Abi and Yuantu weakened by three points.

Finally, after deflecting the four magical treasures, it slammed down on Zhunti.

The supreme power instantly tore a huge gash in Zhunti's golden Bodhi body.

But ultimately, they lacked the strength to follow up and were stopped by Zhunti.

In the Immortal Realm, countless beings watched this scene and all sighed.

Saints are too powerful. Even if they are just incarnations of saints, they still possess power that quasi-saints can only dream of. To kill a saint is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

With Styx defeated, he will likely face retribution from the sages.

The thought of a sage's purge sends chills down my spine.

In the mortal realm, Zhunti smiled faintly. "Fellow Daoist Styx, the Blood God Child is indeed powerful, but to think he could slay a Saint, I'm afraid he still can't do it?"

The difference between a sage and someone below a sage is like the difference between a mortal and an immortal.

Even if it is merely the incarnation of a saint, it is not something that ants can shake.

Ants are only fit to live under the control of sages; those who dare to dream of overthrowing the heavens will only face death.

"Really?"

A smile also appeared on Styx's lips.

"boom!"

A crimson divine light erupted from behind Zhunti.

It traversed space at an indescribable speed, suddenly passing right through Zhunti's chest.

Zhunti stopped speaking, his face stiffened, and he lowered his head in disbelief. He then saw a large hole in his chest, from which holy blood was gushing out and dripping onto the ground.

"This, how is this possible?"

Zhunti stared at the Styx River in disbelief, filled with doubt and shock!

He had clearly blocked all of Styx's trump cards, so why?

Zhunti's thoughts lingered at this final moment, and then the saintly incarnation exploded violently.

The saint has fallen, and heaven and earth grieve together. In the human world, a torrential rain of blood falls!

"The Styx River... actually succeeded in slaying a Saint!"

"Incredible, this is a miracle, a miracle destined to be recorded in history."

"Even with the strength of a quasi-saint, it would still be our ancestor who could slaughter a saint!"

In the realm of immortals, all beings were filled with boundless shock, for today they had witnessed a miracle.

Blood rain poured down on every inch of the Immortal Realm.

Every disciple of Mahayana Buddhism shed tears of grief!

After the shock of the billions of powerful beings, a sense of sorrow welled up in their hearts. The saint had fallen, and all spirits grieved!

"Styx, how dare you!"

Thirty-three days later, the roar of the Styx River echoed across the heavens. Zhunti was enraged and completely lost his mind. He struck down with a palm from afar, carrying supreme holy power, intending to obliterate the Styx River.

Zhao Gongming dodged and immediately blocked Zhunti's path. The Hongmeng Measuring Ruler trembled slightly and instantly disintegrated the palm strike.

In the mortal realm, Styx remained expressionless, slightly beckoning his hand, and a wisp of blood-red light flew into his palm.

As the blood-red light dissipated, a long sword, entirely crimson, radiated the light of a spiritual treasure.

The aura of innate Dao essence rushed towards us, shining brightly and exuding unparalleled power.

"Excuse me, but our ancestor possesses another top-grade innate spiritual treasure, named Blood River!"

With a flick of his wrist, Styx put away the River of Blood in his hand.

"Snap!"

Having successfully slain the Saint, the Killing Law within Styx's body, which was just a hair's breadth away from perfection, emitted a crisp sound.

(End of this chapter)