Proving Immortality Starting with Hextech Runes

Dark red blood was still gushing from the blood hole between the disciple's eyebrows, and his eyes were wide open.

It was as if he couldn't believe, even in death, that it was his own elder who had killed him.

Chen Xu slowly holstered his gun and stood up, not looking at the corpse on the ground, his gaze calmly meeting the cold gaze from the bone boat.

The two were a hundred feet apart, with collapsed pavilions, burning streets, low-level cultivators fleeing in all directions, and the remnants of the sea beasts still rampaging between them.

But at this moment, the chaotic battlefield seemed to freeze the instant their eyes met.

"Interesting." Blood Lord's voice wasn't loud, but it pierced through the battlefield's clamor and clearly reached Chen Xu's ears.

"With a mid-stage Core Formation cultivation, he was able to kill two of my peak Core Formation disciples and twelve of my elite disciples in succession."

"Such combat prowess is only known to that little girl surnamed Ling from the Xuan Shui Palace among the younger generation of Meteor City. And who are you?"

Chen Xu did not answer, his silver spear pointing diagonally at the ground, with drops of blood still dripping from its tip.

His gaze was not completely fixed on Blood Lord, but he quickly scanned his surroundings with his peripheral vision, his divine sense spreading out like a net.

The shadows of ruins on both sides of the street, the windows of half-collapsed buildings, and even the blood mist and dust floating in the air.

All possible ambush points and escape routes were clearly outlined in his mind in an instant.

Seeing that he remained silent, the Blood Lord did not become angry, but merely curled a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth:

"Since you are unwilling to reveal your identity, then stay here forever and become a new soul on my Blood Sea Ten Thousand Souls Banner."

Before he finished speaking, he had vanished from the deck of the bone boat.

The next instant, the space three zhang above Chen Xu's head seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand.

A giant claw covered in dark red scales and wreathed in viscous blood suddenly shot out.

Its five fingers, like hooks, carried a nauseating, foul stench and the oppressive aura of a Nascent Soul that suppressed the soul, as it fiercely grabbed at Chen Xu's head!

This attack came without warning and was faster than the reaction limit of a Core Formation cultivator.

Before the giant claw even arrived, the oppressive force, so solid it seemed to solidify, froze the air around Chen Xu and caused the bluestone slab beneath his feet to crack inch by inch.

However, Chen Xu seemed to have anticipated this.

At the same instant the giant claw reached out, he did not raise his head to block or dodge. Instead, he stomped his feet on the ground and his body shot backward like an arrow.

At the same time, he flicked his spear upwards at an angle, the tip of which drew a mysterious arc.

It drew in the remaining moisture and spiritual energy in the surrounding air, condensing them into a rapidly spinning azure vortex in front of him.

"The mysterious water dissipates the force, causing the Milky Way to surge backward!"

The giant claw plunged into the center of the vortex, unleashing a burst of violent bloodlust and nascent soul power.

Yet it was as if I were caught in a deep-sea whirlpool, being separated layer by layer by the endlessly swirling azure water.

The vortex trembled violently, and countless fine cracks appeared on its surface, but it was ultimately not broken by a single blow.

Taking advantage of this brief respite, Chen Xu had retreated more than ten feet. The spot where he had stood was blasted into a deep pit by the aftershocks of the giant claw, with rubble mixed with blood and mud shooting into the sky.

"You reacted quite quickly." Blood Lord's figure emerged from mid-air, looking down at him with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"To be able to see through the trajectory of my Blood Shadow Escape, whose sect are you from?"

Chen Xu remained silent, his breathing slightly rapid, and the arm holding the gun trembled slightly.

That seemingly easy move actually mobilized nearly 70% of his spiritual power.

Only by combining the ultimate understanding of water flow in the "Mysterious Water Dragon-Opening Technique" could he barely deflect a casual attack from a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

The difference in cultivation levels between the two sides was like an insurmountable chasm; a direct confrontation would be utterly futile.

As soon as he landed, he pushed off again, retreating instead of advancing, and sped toward the ruins of a half-collapsed three-story restaurant diagonally behind him.

The structure there was complex, with intersecting beams and pillars, and there was also a long-dried-up underground wine cellar passage, which was one of the alternative escape routes he had noted down when he explored it with his divine sense.

"Trying to leave?" Blood Lord sneered, his right hand pressing down in mid-air.

In an instant, the space within ten feet of Chen Xu seemed to freeze, and the resistance to movement increased several times over.

Countless fine, hair-like crimson threads sprouted from the void, coiling around him like living things, blocking all angles of evasion.

Chen Xu felt a tightness all over his body, as if he were a flying insect caught in a spider web, and his spiritual energy circulation became sluggish.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and the "Qingyuan Technique" within his body rapidly circulated. Pure and peaceful spiritual energy flowed through his limbs and bones like a clear spring, barely dispelling some of the blood evil's erosion.

At the same time, he gripped the gun with both hands, the gun hummed and vibrated, and a point of intensely concentrated azure star suddenly lit up at the tip of the gun.

"Break the waves!"

With a low shout, the spear transformed into a straight blue line, ignoring the blood threads swirling around it, and thrust straight forward.

"Pop..."

With a barely audible crack, the spatial binding force around Chen Xu loosened slightly.

The blood vessels that had been coiling around the wound also stopped moving.

It's now!

Chen Xu suddenly lunged forward, almost becoming one with the gun, and squeezed through the gap that appeared in that instant.

However, the price he paid was enormous. Several streaks of blood, which he couldn't completely avoid, grazed his body and instantly tore apart his protective aura.

Several deep, bone-revealing wounds were left on his left shoulder and under his ribs.

The flesh at the wound was torn and twisted, and a chilling, malevolent aura of bloodlust was frantically seeping inward.

A sharp pain shot through him, and Chen Xu groaned, his face turning deathly pale.

But his eyes remained sharp, without the slightest hesitation, as he plunged headlong into the half-collapsed ruins of the three-story restaurant.

"The struggle of ants is quite interesting." Blood Lord stood in mid-air, not immediately giving chase.

He simply watched with great interest the direction where Chen Xu disappeared, his eyes filled with an even stronger sense of amusement, like a cat playing with a mouse.

He could sense that Chen Xu's presence was moving rapidly through the ruins, heading directly towards the dried-up underground passage deep within the ruins.

"Trying to escape through the tunnel? Naive." Blood Lord chuckled, slowly raising his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread, and gently clenching it towards the ruins below.

Boom!!!

The entire ruins of the restaurant, along with the ground dozens of feet around it, suddenly collapsed downwards.

The brick and stone beams and pillars were instantly reduced to dust by an invisible force, and the ground cracked into bottomless ravines.

The hidden entrance to the passage, along with its internal structure, was directly twisted and annihilated by this terrifying Nascent Soul power.

Chen Xu had only rushed into the passage a few feet when he felt an irresistible destructive force coming from behind him.

He had no time to react and could only frantically pour all his spiritual power into the spear in his hand, thrusting it backward with a backhand motion.

At the same time, the "Qingyuan Jue" was activated to its maximum extent, attempting to protect the heart meridian.

"puff!!!"

The spear's edge shattered instantly, as if it had struck an impenetrable wall.

Chen Xu felt an irresistible force slam into his back, and his internal organs seemed to shift and rupture instantly.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, and his body was blasted away like a kite with a broken string.

It slammed hard against the wall of the passageway ahead, which had not yet completely collapsed, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Ugh..." Chen Xu's vision went black, he felt like countless bones in his body were broken, his spiritual power was completely disordered, and his meridians were burning with pain as if they were being scorched by fire.

The silver spear flew out of his hand and landed diagonally among the rubble in the distance, its spiritual light dimmed.

The bloodthirsty aura was like a maggot clinging to his bones, frantically eroding his remaining vitality and soul, causing his consciousness to begin to blur.

The gap between Nascent Soul and Core Formation cultivators... is still too large.

A casual strike is like the collapse of the sky and the cracking of the earth; even a Core Formation cultivator has no way to resist it.

Above the ruins, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and the Blood Lord's figure hovered like a demon god at the edge of the collapsed pit, looking down at the dying Chen Xu below.

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, several strands of even more solidified blood-fiend threads slithered out like venomous snakes, slowly coiling around Chen Xu's limbs and neck.

Clearly, the intention was to capture him alive and torture him slowly.

"To be able to withstand two of my attacks without dying, you can be considered a decent blood puppet material." The Blood Lord's voice carried a hint of satisfaction.

Just as the blood-red threads were about to touch Chen Xu's body...

"Blood Refining Demon! How dare you harm the cultivators of Meteor City?!"

A furious roar, like thunder from the heavens, contained majestic majesty and boundless rage, and suddenly exploded in the sky.

Before the sound even arrived, a magnificent blade of light, blending gold and blue and as dazzling as the sun, tore through the sky and slashed horizontally at a speed beyond perception!

That sharp and unparalleled sword intent had already arrived, completely erasing the pervasive bloody aura and firmly locking onto the Blood Lord's aura.

Blood Lord's expression suddenly changed, all traces of mockery vanished, replaced by solemnity and shock.

Without hesitation, he abandoned his attempt to capture Chen Xu, and as he retreated rapidly, his hands quickly formed hand seals in front of his chest.

A massive crimson bone shield, formed from countless wailing blood souls, instantly appeared and stood in front of him.

"Ling Yu, you old bastard! You've got the hang of it!"

boom!!!

The golden-blue blade struck the blood-red bone shield with a deafening roar.

The violent energy shockwave suddenly spread out in a ring, completely leveling all remaining buildings within a radius of several hundred feet.

The crimson bone shield emitted a violent "crack" sound, and countless fine cracks appeared on its surface.

Although it wasn't completely cleaved in two, its spiritual light was dimmed, indicating that it had suffered considerable damage.

Blood Lord let out a muffled groan, his figure staggering back more than ten feet in the air, his bloodthirsty aura churning violently.

As the sword light faded, a tall, pine-like figure, dressed in the pale gold robe of a Xuan Shui Palace elder, stood above the collapsed pit where Chen Xu was.

It was none other than Ling Yu, the Grand Elder of Xuan Shui Palace!

Ling Yu first quickly glanced at Chen Xu, whose breath was weak below, and a hint of surprise and approval flashed in her eyes.

His gaze then shot towards the Blood Lord in the distance like cold lightning, his voice icy and chilling:

"Blood Refiner, it's been a century, and you're still hiding your true colors, only daring to bully the younger generation! Do you really think I'm too old to wield my blade?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yu didn't give Blood Lord a chance to waste words. He took a step forward and his figure approached as if he had teleported.

He raised the broad, black sword in his hand once more, its blade shimmering with golden and blue light, and its terrifying pressure caused the heavens and earth to change color.

"Today, I will use your blood to atone for the fallen cultivators of Meteor City!"

"Today, I will use your blood to atone for the fallen cultivators of Meteor City!"

The real battle of Nascent Soul cultivators is about to erupt.

Ling Yu's step appeared slow, but in reality, it was extremely fast.

A series of afterimages trailed behind him. The black broadsword in his hand felt as light as a feather, yet it carried a terrifying power capable of cleaving rivers.

"Hmph! Old man Ling Yu, it's been a hundred years, and you're still as arrogant as ever!"

Blood Lord's eyes blazed with crimson light, and his bloodthirsty aura surged around him as if it were alive.

He rapidly formed hand seals in front of his chest, chanting incantations. The damaged blood-red bone shield instantly shattered, transforming into countless wailing blood souls that merged into the blood aura surrounding him.

"A boundless sea of ​​blood, ten thousand souls devouring the heavens!"

boom!!!

Centered on Blood Lord, the space within a hundred feet radius suddenly distorted, transforming into a viscous, blood-red ocean.

As the seawater surged, countless ferocious ghost claws emerged from it, emitting mournful howls, and frantically pounced on Ling Yu's incoming blade light.

This is one of the Blood Sea Cult's secret techniques, the [Blood Soul Devouring Domain].

Once trapped in it, not only will one's spiritual power be eroded by the blood demon, but one's soul will also be torn apart by countless souls. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stages will perish on the spot if he is not careful.

However, Ling Yu's expression remained unchanged, but a cold mockery flashed in her eyes.

"A mere trick, yet you dare to flaunt it before me?"

The black broadsword in his hand continued its momentum, but the golden and blue light on the blade suddenly receded, transforming into a blade of light as thin as a cicada's wing.

"break!"

Ling Yu uttered a single word, and the blade's edge sliced ​​into the crimson sea.

chi chi chi...

Amidst a tooth-grinding, corrosive sound, the viscous sea of ​​blood was cleaved in two by the blade's edge.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Lord's painstakingly created [Blood Soul Devouring Domain] was shattered by Ling Yu's single strike!

"What?!" Blood Lord's pupils shrank sharply, and his heart was filled with shock.

Although he did not unleash his full power in this attack, it was enough to trap an ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator for a moment.

Ling Yu was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, how could she break through so easily?

"Your cultivation level... no! You're not at the early Nascent Soul stage!"

Blood Lord suddenly realized that Ling Yu's current strength had definitely reached the threshold of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm!

"It's too late to realize this now!"

Ling Yu's voice, like the coldest ice in the netherworld, exploded in Blood Lord's ears.

His figure had already passed through the shattered sea of ​​blood and appeared less than three zhang in front of the Blood Lord.

The black broadsword was raised once more. This time, the blade no longer gleamed; instead, it possessed a profound, unadorned weight.

"Heavy water, suppressing the sea!"

Wherever the blade passed, the space groaned under its strain, and fine black cracks appeared.

Blood Lord's expression changed drastically. He could feel that this strike had blocked all his escape routes, leaving him with no choice but to take it head-on!

"Blood Fiend True Form!"

In the critical moment, Blood Lord no longer held back; his blood-red robe exploded, revealing a ferocious body covered in dark red scales.

His body swelled up dramatically, and two curved, blood-red horns grew from the top of his head.

His hands transformed into sharp claws, and a pair of fleshy wings formed from blood and evil energy unfolded behind him.

This is the true battle form of the Blood Sea Cult cultivators: the Blood Fiend True Form.

After transforming into the true form of Blood Fiend, the Blood Lord's aura surged instantly.

He crossed his claws in front of his chest, and two dark red blood spheres condensed at the tips of his claws, which he fiercely met with Ling Yu's broadsword.

Boom!

The moment the blade and claws clashed, time seemed to stand still for a split second.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable, terrifying shockwave erupted from the two of them.

All the buildings within hundreds of feet, whether intact or dilapidated, were reduced to dust at that moment.

Even the sea beasts and Blood Sea Cult disciples still rampaging in the distance were caught in the aftershocks, instantly reduced to nothingness...