I Fabricated The Techniques But My Disciple Really Mastered Them Chapter 683

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The sudden calamity that came out of nowhere took everyone by surprise, including Li Xuan, who was unexpectedly shocked when the Divine Bridge collapsed and a True King Heavenly Venerable was slain on the spot.

Although the strength of that True King Heavenly Venerable was not at its peak, he was after all a True King Heavenly Venerable, whose strength was far beyond the last Condensation Law Heavenly Venerable.

In terms of strength, even more formidable than the Seductive Witch back then.

This indicated that the strength of the person who made the move was extraordinary.

Looking towards the sky over the Azure Sea, which was filled with surging blood light, one figure after another emerged, and Li Xuan thought of the booklet left behind by the Blood Spirit Child.

“From this day forth, the Spiritual Realm is the hunting ground of Netherworld Blood Disciple Seven Two Six, from this day forth, the Spiritual Realm is the Blood Realm. Those with adequate talent and strength, if you wish to live, then become Blood Slaves.

“Those who wish to survive, kneel and bow quickly!”

A cold and harsh voice spread throughout.

A powerful momentum rose from the Azure Sea, with a blood light reflecting across the sky. The aura of Blood Fiends could be felt even from a vast distance away.

Wu Tianan and others were heavy-hearted; the speaker was too strong!

Even separated by a great distance, that Blood Fiend aura gave them a chilling sensation, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts!

This person had cut off the Divine Bridge, slain a Heavenly Venerable; their strength was much greater than that of the Seductive Witch in the Heavenly Grotto of Ice State.

And those figures of blood light must be the Blood Slaves mentioned by the other party, right?

Netherworld Blood Disciples?

Could the Heavenly Grotto of the Azure Sea Abyss be called Netherworld Cave?

Where on earth did these Netherworld Blood Disciples come from?

The Divine Bridge has collapsed; won’t the Divine Realm send strong men to rescue them?

“The Qinghua State is in no position to look after itself now, no one can save you. The Divine Bridge is broken; no one can come. Your fates are all within the thoughts of Blood Disciple Seven Two Six.

“Trash becomes blood food, those with talent, those with strength, become my Blood Slaves. Only by making a Blood Sacrifice of the Spiritual Realm can you find a way to live.

“Your only hope for survival is to pledge allegiance to my Netherworld!”

The voice of Blood Disciple Seven Two Six thundered, piercing into the hearts of the listeners, seemingly plucking at the strings of fear.

As Seven Two Six’s voice rose, the surging blood light seemed to dye the Azure Sea into a crimson color. The Blood Fiend’s aura stained half of the sky red, even tainting nature’s spiritual energy with a faint red hue.

“Seven Two Six? Is it the rank of the seven hundred and twenty-sixth Blood Disciple, or is their strength ranked at seven hundred twenty-six?”

Li Xuan muttered to himself.

Seven Two Six was clearly the name of this Netherworld Blood Disciple, and could also be considered the other party’s name, but whether it was a ranking by strength or by sequence was unknown.

However, Li Xuan was inclined to believe that it was a ranking by strength.

“What kind of strength do the top ten ranked Blood Disciples possess, and what about those above the Blood Disciples?”

Li Xuan sighed internally, certain that there must be extremely strong beings in the Netherworld.

“The Divine Bridge is broken; doesn’t that mean I can’t go to the Divine Realm?”

Xie Tianheng spoke with some reluctance.

As for the blood light surging above the Azure Sea, he was not worried in the slightest. What truly bothered him was the inability to reach the Divine Realm, which made him uncomfortable.

“Broken? Just connect it back,”

Xu Yan stated nonchalantly.

“Connect it back?”

Xie Tianheng’s eyes lit up and said, “Can you reconnect the Divine Bridge?”

Xu Yan shook his head and looked at his master, saying, “Master can reconnect it, right?”

Xie Tianheng smacked his forehead; he really was muddled. If Xu Yan was to go to the Divine Realm, would his senior not make a move to ensure his disciple could go?

“That Seven Two Six Blood Disciple, so arrogant and bloodthirsty, where did these enemies come from? From their posture, they seem determined to make a blood sacrifice of the Spiritual Realm.”

Xie Lingfeng said with furrowed brows.

Besides Blood Disciple Seven Two Six, the strength of those Blood Slaves was formidable. Although not as powerful as the Condensation Law Heavenly Venerable, they were certainly on the same level.

In the entire Spiritual Realm, aside from a few people in the Evergreen Pavilion, no one could match them.

If Blood Disciple Seven Two Six succeeds, the Spiritual Realm will surely become a field of blood, and as said by the other side, the Spiritual Realm from now on is the Blood Realm!

A domain nourished by vital blood!

The Heavenly Grotto of Ice State brought immense calamity to Yun State and Da Ze State, but the disaster brought by the Blood Disciples from the Heavenly Grotto of the Azure Sea Abyss was even more terrifying.

However, because there were powerful individuals present, the Netherworld Blood Disciples were doomed to fail.

“Such rich blood energy, these Blood Slaves are like blood reservoirs; if refined, one could obtain pills that greatly nourish qi, blood, and the physical body!”

Su Lingxiu remarked with a sigh.

Boom!

The rolling Blood Fiend aura had already reached the shores of Hongzhou, and the powerhouses of the Spiritual Realm felt as if they were suffocating, with fear rising unbidden in their hearts.

The blood light seemed to symbolize a great catastrophe, sweeping towards Hongzhou, and aimed to envelop the entire Spiritual Realm.

Above the Azure Sea, figures in blood-red appeared, wielding blood-red long knives as they killed their way forward.

Wu Tianan’s expression was solemn, and Xin Mengrou’s beautiful eyebrows also furrowed. Including the Thousand Martial Lord and other powerful figures, all had flashbacks of the past calamity of the Blood Demon.

The Blood God Cultists also had such rolling Blood Fiend aura.

But they could not compare to these Blood Slaves; they did not possess such intense Blood Fiend aura, nor were they entirely dyed blood-red as if soaked in fresh blood.

Wu Tianan thought back to the booklet left by the Blood Spirit Child, almost certain that the strength of the Blood Spirit Child back then would not have been weaker than these Blood Slaves.

Yet, unwilling to be controlled by others and to grind away the Remnant Soul, his strength plummeted. Even so, he still created the calamity of the Blood Demon in the Spiritual Realm, making blood sacrifices of Spirit Sects, noble clans, and cities.

One Blood Demon caused such a huge disaster in the Spiritual Realm; these Blood Slaves were not something the Spiritual Realm could withstand at all. Without the intervention of a powerful individual, the Spiritual Realm would perish, and Martial Artists would be sacrificed to blood!