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Chapter 106 Blood God Child

The two sides fighting were, on one side, countless Buddhist soldiers clad in monks' robes.

These Buddhist soldiers were all tall and imposing, radiating a dazzling golden Buddhist light. They held ritual implements such as vajras, knives, and staffs, chanting Buddhist mantras as they formed orderly formations and surged towards the sea of ​​blood from the direction of Yinshan.

On the other side were men and women. The men were extremely ugly, with ferocious faces. Some had blue faces and fangs, some had three heads and six arms, and some had eyes like copper bells. They were all dressed in black armor and held various strange weapons.

The women, on the other hand, were all exceptionally beautiful, with exquisite features, graceful figures, and snow-white skin. If it weren't for the fact that they wore the same jet-black armor as the Asura men, they would almost be mistaken for celestial maidens descended from heaven.

This is the Asura race, whose men are ugly and women are beautiful. They are born warlike and enhance their strength by devouring the souls of living beings in the six realms of reincarnation.

The two sides fought fiercely and were evenly matched.

The formation formed by the Buddhist soldiers was incredibly ingenious, with golden light flowing together like an impregnable fortress.

The Asuras were exceptionally brave and fearless, repeatedly charging into the Buddha's army's lines.

Every moment, Buddhist soldiers are struck down into a sea of ​​blood, and Asuras have their heads shattered by the vajra.

Song Yi's eyes flashed with a divine light, and he saw it clearly.

Many of those Buddhist soldiers were not human, but rather monsters.

There were all sorts of demons, such as tiger spirits, wolf spirits, and snake spirits, but at this moment they were all shrouded in Buddhist light, and their faces looked much more peaceful.

They were clearly demons who had been converted by Buddhism and taken in as guardian Buddhist soldiers to fight for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Just as the two sides were evenly matched and unable to gain the upper hand, a dense mass of figures suddenly surged into the western sky of Yinshan, divided into eight formations, and stormed into the battlefield with great momentum.

Song Yi stared intently and saw the familiar Garuda clan among the eight groups of people. Their golden wings spread out, blotting out the sky, and their sharp claws were like hooks. They swooped down and tore several Asuras to pieces.

The other parts also have their own forms, with celestial dragons soaring into the sky and spewing dragon breath, and yakshas wielding tridents and striking from the air. These are the eight famous celestial dragons and guardians of Buddhism.

The arrival of the Eight Heavenly Dragons instantly shattered the balance of the battlefield, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

The Asura clan was thrown into disarray by this new force, and the Buddhist soldiers and the Eight Heavenly Dragons attacked from both sides, causing the Asuras to retreat in defeat.

Seeing this, the One-Horned Demon King breathed a sigh of relief and grinned, "True Lord, it seems that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is going to win this battle again. With the arrival of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, those Asura demon brats won't last long."

However, as soon as it finished speaking, the sea of ​​blood suddenly began to churn.

The sea surface seemed to boil, and countless blood-red shadows emerged from the sea of ​​blood.

Those blood-red shadows had no fixed form; sometimes they took the shape of a human, sometimes a demon, and sometimes a blurry cloud of blood mist.

They were incredibly fast, darting across the battlefield like lightning. Wherever they passed, the Buddhist light on the soldiers was corroded and dissolved. Those who couldn't withstand the attack were pierced through by the blood shadows, their essence, blood, and soul devoured, leaving only withered skin to fall to the ground.

Song Yi was startled, realizing the origin of these blood shadows.

Born from the placenta of the Blood Sea, the Lord of the Styx differentiated and refined 480 million Blood God Children, also known as the Formless Blood Demon, based on the 48,000 pores on a human body.

Each Blood God Child possesses extraordinary strength, appearing and disappearing without a trace, making them extremely difficult to defend against and even more difficult to kill.

Ordinary spells and supernatural powers cannot harm the Blood God Children in the slightest.

What's even more terrifying is that these Blood God Children multiply by one, then by four, and the more they are killed, the more numerous they become, making them extremely difficult to completely eliminate.

With the help of these Blood God Children, the Asura army's morale soared, and they immediately launched a counterattack.

Although the Buddhist soldiers and the Eight Heavenly Dragons were elite, they were helpless against the Blood God Child's characteristics. The more they killed, the more numerous and troublesome the Blood God Child became. The situation reversed again, and the Eight Heavenly Dragons also began to suffer casualties.

Song Yi observed the battle from a distance, and even from a great distance, he could smell a strong stench of blood.

The smell was so strong it was almost tangible, as if an invisible mist of blood was spreading over, invading the mouth and nose, making one nauseous.

Just as he was intently watching the battle, a sudden gust of cold wind swept over him.

Two blood-red figures somehow circled around from the edge of the battlefield and discovered the presence of Song Yi and the One-Horned Ghost King.

Those were two Blood God Children, each three zhang tall, their bodies shimmering with crimson light. They had no faces and emitted sharp hisses, like the hooting of night owls or the crying of infants, sending chills down one's spine as they pounced straight at them.

The One-Horned Ghost King had served in the underworld for countless years and had long heard of the infamous Blood Demon Wuxiang. Upon suddenly encountering him, he was terrified and his soul almost left his body.

His legs went weak, and he almost fell off the cloud. His voice trembled as he cried out, "True...True Lord—it's the Blood God Child! The Formless Blood Demon!"

Song Yi dared not be negligent.

He understood the power of the Blood God Children; ordinary spells were no match for them, and even a Xuanxian would be doomed if they got close.

He immediately flipped his right hand and summoned the bronze lamp.

The copper lamp hovered above his palm, a wisp of golden flame dancing within its wick.

Song Yi bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the lamp wick. Then, he puffed out a breath of blood from his chest and blew it out.

With this breath, the flames on the bronze lamp suddenly surged, transforming into a surging golden wave of fire, carrying an intense aura capable of burning everything, and swept towards the two Blood God Children.

This is the innate true fire of the sun, extremely yang and strong, which can overcome all yin evil spirits and demons.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yi waved his left hand, and the Xuanhuang Pagoda flew out from his sleeve and hovered above his head.

The tower gate burst open with a roar, and streams of crimson flames poured down like waterfalls, forming a fiery barrier around him.

This flame is different from the true fire of the sun; it is crimson in color and exudes a warm and mellow aura.

The faint, shimmering shadows of rice stalks and ears of grain are the very fire of humanity nurtured by the Jiahe Cauldron.

Although Song Yi temporarily lent the Jiahe Cauldron to Song Yao, he also collected a portion of the Human Flame before leaving, which came in handy now.

The true fire of the sun and the fire of humanity shone brightly, one golden and one crimson, illuminating Song Yi's entire body as if he were in a furnace.

The two Blood God Children, who had been charging forward with ferocity, collided head-on with the two divine flames and immediately let out a shrill and ear-piercing scream.

Even though the Blood God Child, personally condensed by the Lord of the Styx, is exceptionally terrifying, all things in heaven and earth are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, and the extremely yang and intense flames are precisely the nemesis of such yin and evil blood demons.

The Primordial Solar True Fire originated from the sun star transformed from Pangu's left eye, and is one of the most domineering flames in the Three Realms.

Although the fire of humanity is gentle, it contains the power of the belief passed down through the ages by the human race, and it also has a natural restraint on all demonic and evil forces.

The two Blood God Children struggled wildly in the flames, their bodies twisting and deforming, emitting a nauseating, burnt smell.

They tried to break free and escape, but the true fire of the sun held them firmly in place, while the fire of humanity pressed in from all directions, giving them no chance to escape at all.

In a short while, the two Blood God Children were burned and shriveled into a ball, eventually turning into two pools of black, foul blood. They fell from mid-air and crashed to the ground with a thud, emitting an extremely unpleasant, burnt smell.

The One-Horned Demon King watched in stunned silence, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, his legs still trembling slightly.