Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1443 - 782: Returning to Void Perfection, Entering the Beast Path

Like a relentless downpour, thunder spears plummeted from above, their glaring brilliance stabbing at the eyes, unleashing devastating might that aimed to obliterate all in its path, racing downward at breakneck speed.

Atop the blood lotus, the Red-bearded Elder kept his cool amid the peril, abruptly shoving against the lotus platform below him, which sparked a colossal crimson glow bursting from the lotus.

The crimson glow morphed in a flash into myriad blood swords, smashing straight into the barrage of thunder spears, much like two razor edges smashing together.

Boom, boom, boom...

Right away, the crimson glow fragmented, bolts of lightning rampaged fiercely, and a huge cloud of bloody radiance ballooned outward, with endless sparks of electricity and blood weaving together, fiercely annihilating and devouring one another, surging out in every direction.

Zhao Sheng advanced a pace, materializing overhead of the Red-bearded Elder in a blink, stretching out his right arm, fingers fanned out, and shoved downward at the area beneath.

His motion looked sluggish, but in truth it struck like a bolt of lightning.

The Red-bearded Elder’s face twisted in alarm, sensing the air around him harden into an unyielding cage, while the massive "hand" looming above grew endlessly larger, blotting out the heavens and eclipsing the sun, filling his whole field of view.

"Blood Lotus Dharma Aspect, twelve layers unite!"

With doom closing in, the Red-bearded Elder’s soul quaked fiercely, letting out a frantic bellow.

In that split second, the blood lotus curled up fast, its petals layering one over another, condensing into a scarlet sphere, suspended in the emptiness, shining with intense splendor.

Everywhere the crimson glow swept, the space hardened a thousandfold, tougher than steel barriers by countless magnitudes.

Boom...

A pale, delicate hand "gently" pierced the barrier of space, landing on the scarlet pearl without a hint of fanfare.

At once, inconceivable force burst from the palm, smashing through the twelve layers of Will Barriers in one strike, with the leftover momentum drilling straight into the Red-bearded Elder’s frame.

Crack!

The Red-bearded Elder’s form cracked like fragile pottery, instantly riddled with innumerable fissures. From those splits, eerie crimson rays burst forth.

Zhao Sheng’s gaze shifted faintly, and in a flash behind him loomed a triple-headed, six-armed thunder colossus spirit, its limbs whipping about, six palms grasping toward various points in the void, drawing in bolts of lightning.

What had seemed like barren emptiness abruptly unveiled a cluster of crimson glow, from which the Red-bearded Elder’s terrified visage surfaced, his lips parting to beg for his life.

Zhao Sheng offered no pity, the six palms clamping down hard, pulverizing the Red-bearded Elder’s primordial spirit on the spot, reducing it to oblivion in an instant.

Right then, a see-through, many-sided crystal dropped from the sky, only to be snagged by a surge of will, darting back into Zhao Sheng’s grasp.

At the same time, the Will Dharma Form at his back thrust out another limb, shoving toward a different battleground.

The limb elongated without end, swelling hugely, its palm vast as a peak, descending upon the One-eyed Giant’s crown, seeming languid but striking with sudden speed.

The One-eyed Giant’s essence fractured, its lone eye firing a dazzling ray at the enormous palm, but it couldn’t scratch even a whisker.

Ah!

The One-eyed Giant barely managed a piercing wail before getting smashed into mush.

A ripple of will swept by, the mush vanished into vapor instantly, leaving just a warped, crooked massive axe lying on the earth.

Qi Wu Yan froze in place, his features contorted in disbelief.

Kuimu Xiao stealthily adjusted his stance, looking frightened too.

Qi Wu Yan had known Senior Zhao’s cultivation ran deep, yet he never imagined his strength would prove this overwhelming.

In mere heartbeats, two mighty adversaries lay defeated—how could terror not grip him?

Zhao Sheng descended steadily to the ground, eyeing the many-sided strange crystal in his palm, his look pensive.

He’d never suspected the Red-bearded Elder belonged to the Alien Demon clan; his disguise had fooled him completely.

Thinking back on Senior Wu Hua’s warnings, a chill truly ran through him upon deeper reflection!

Qi Wu Yan drew in a heavy breath, advanced a step, cupped his hands over his heart, and bowed low: "Senior Zhao, your godly might has vanquished two enemies! This junior is utterly awed."

Zhao Sheng snapped back at the words, responding steadily: "This is a minor thing, not worthy of mention."

With that, he switched topics, inquiring: "Taoist Qi, which portal shall we pick next? It’s your call."

Qi Wu Yan pondered, glancing back and forth at the two portals, apparently torn.

After a short pause, Qi Wu Yan’s resolve hardened, and he indicated the northern portal: "Let’s take the ‘Victorious Entry’ portal, to invite good luck."

Zhao Sheng agreed with a nod, raising no issues.

As for Kuimu Xiao, he stayed even quieter, allowing Qi Wu Yan to decide.

Qi Wu Yan was on the verge of stepping off when Zhao Sheng halted him: "Hold on, let Taoist Kuimu lead the way."

Hearing this, Kuimu Xiao’s face tightened, but he inclined his head gradually, replying: "Fine, I’ll take the lead!"

Then, he lumbered his enormous frame forward, striding toward the northern portal.

A handful of paces in, Kuimu Xiao plunged into the portal without pause, vanishing from view.

Witnessing that, Zhao Sheng faced Qi Wu Yan and stated: "I’ll go next, you bring up the rear."

His words barely out, he’d already become a streak of light, slipping into the portal.

Qi Wu Yan’s face changed, struck by the realization that his long years of loyalty and patience had paid off,

Senior Zhao was indeed a reliable ally!

...

A burst of radiance filled his sight, and Zhao Sheng found himself in a stark white realm once more.

Hmm?

As he unfurled the Will Field, he abruptly sensed an oddity in the space, like the atmosphere brimmed with an enigmatic energy.

The moment the Will Field spread out, threads of that enigmatic energy slipped effortlessly into the Will Field, racing along the pulses of will straight into the Purple Mansion Soul Sea.

The shift hit without warning, Zhao Sheng’s mind raced at full tilt, promptly locking the void tight with the Will Field to halt the enigmatic energy’s intrusion.