Chapter 121: The Battle Escalates

However, Blood God had underestimated the Reincarnation Mirror. In fact, even Feng Wuji had never imagined that the mirror would possess such power!

Because Long Yun had obtained the celestial embryo and merged it into the Reincarnation Mirror, it had completely evolved into a divine artifact, achieving an unparalleled strength.

Thus, the moment the two arms of the Blood Demon touched the Reincarnation Mirror, a life-and-death force roared forth, transforming into a wheel of life and death that directly shattered Blood God’s two arms into fragments.

Immediately, the momentum was relentless, and in an instant, it surged toward the massive phantom of Blood God’s chest.

“Hmph! The aura of Zhong Xuan!” Blood God frowned deeply. His shattered arms rapidly regenerated, and soon, eight arms appeared, swift as lightning.

Those eight arms formed an unbreakable cage, imprisoning the Reincarnation Mirror within. Blood God’s five arms intertwined like woven threads, their flexibility beyond imagination.

Feng Wuji’s expression changed drastically. From the moment Blood God’s phantom appeared, he had sensed his own insignificance. His cultivation might be considered top-tier in the Green Mountain Sect, but compared to the vast Dragon Realm, it was but a drop in the ocean. Especially when his trump card, the Heavenly Demon Mirror, was now imprisoned by Blood God’s phantom, he almost felt as if he were about to vomit blood.

Blood Shadow and Blood Form, on the other hand, were elated. Feng Wuji’s move had indeed startled them, but seeing the Blood Demon Token’s superiority, both breathed a sigh of relief.

Yet, at that moment, a sudden anomaly occurred.

Within the cage formed by the Blood Demon’s eight arms, a black-and-white light shot out through the gaps. Instantly, Blood Demon’s phantom’s expression turned grim.

“Boom!” With a deafening explosion, the arm cage shattered into countless fragments before everyone’s incredulous eyes, scattering in all directions. Then, the Reincarnation Mirror spun rapidly and soared into the sky.

In midair, a figure stood against the wind, stepping upon the Reincarnation Mirror. His azure robe fluttered wildly as he faced the giant phantom of Blood God, a composed smile gracing his handsome, yet somewhat youthful face.

“It’s him!” Feng Wuji’s heart, which had just been filled with joy at seeing the Reincarnation Mirror break free from Blood God’s phantom, instantly sank upon witnessing Long Yun standing on the mirror.

Long Yun stood firm atop the Reincarnation Mirror, gazing at the massive phantom without a trace of fear. Even confronted with overwhelming malevolent energy, he remained like a lotus, unaffected by any impurity.

Just now, Long Yun had sensed the Reincarnation Mirror’s distress signal. Through the distant void, a formidable heavenly force was transmitted into the mirror.

This ignited the mirror’s combat power, unleashing a powerful strike that completely shattered Blood Demon’s bindings.

Blood Demon stared at Long Yun, as insignificant as an ant, with growing seriousness and increasing dread. His bloodied, mangled arms were no longer a concern.

He muttered incessantly, “Impossible! How could this be… No! This can’t be real!”

Gradually, his figure faded, transforming into a blood-red light that was absorbed into the Blood Demon Token.

Blood Qianli clenched the Blood Demon Token tightly in his palm, eyes narrowing slightly as he looked up at Long Yun. A flash of killing intent flickered through his gaze but vanished swiftly. Only he knew that despite that blow, the Blood God Token had actually lost the upper hand.

And the opponent was merely a novice, a boy with only innate divine energy cultivation. This realization made Blood Qianli’s expression turn grave. How could such a lowly cultivator instill such fear in Blood God?

Beside him, Feng Wuji gritted his teeth in anger. Long Yun’s stepping on the Reincarnation Mirror had infuriated him greatly. Secretly, he began chanting spells, attempting to summon the Reincarnation Mirror back.

But to his dismay, the mirror gave no response to his incantations, as if it did not recognize him, remaining beneath Long Yun’s feet, spinning and soaring freely.

“What’s going on?” A dreadful thought suddenly arose in Feng Wuji’s heart, his face turning pale as if he had aged decades in an instant.

“Young man, the treasure may be fine, but your cultivation is fragile. Have your elders come out—perhaps then you might be spared. Otherwise, death and disappearance from the Dao are inevitable!” Blood Qianli sneered coldly.

Long Yun smiled faintly, replying without hesitation, “You? A crooked path practitioner, yet you dare covet the righteous light of the world? Though my cultivation is not high, it is enough to deal with you!”

“Refusing a toast but accepting a punishment? Very well, let me show you what true disparity in levels looks like!” Blood Qianli sneered, raising one hand that transformed into a massive palm dozens of meters wide, reaching toward Long Yun to seize him!

Long Yun’s expression remained unchanged. Though the Reincarnation Mirror was powerful, it had but one strike’s worth of strength. Once unleashed, it would drain all his true energy.

Such a huge consumption even the Reincarnation Technique could not endure, so he dared not unleash the full might of the mirror yet.

However, Long Yun was not worried, for behind him stood Xu Xian.

“Indeed, a petty demon of the demonic path, bullying my junior disciple. No wonder the Blood Origin Sect hides away, lacking anyone to uphold their face!” A clear voice rang out.

Xu Xian suddenly appeared beside Long Yun, palm facing upward in a heaven-supporting gesture. Like an exploding star, light burst from his palm in all directions.

A massive luminous shield formed, just in time to intercept Blood Qianli’s giant hand.

“Rumble—” The light exploded like a starburst in midair, dispersing terrifying shockwaves. Though Long Yun had already retreated over a hundred meters, he still felt the immense force.

The two figures staggered backward amidst the dazzling light, evenly matched without gaining any advantage.

Nearby, Feng Wuji finally looked down on Xu Xian, his face turning extremely ugly as he nearly fainted. He now understood why Long Yun had managed to subdue the Heavenly Demon Mirror.

It was all thanks to that old fox Xu Xian! Feng Wuji gritted his teeth, silently regretting having nurtured a potential threat. It would have been better to kill the old man early on than to lose the Heavenly Demon Mirror for nothing.

Especially since Xu Xian’s cultivation rivaled his own, making it nearly impossible to wrest the Heavenly Demon Mirror from Long Yun’s grasp with Xu Xian guarding him.

Clenching his fists until they cracked, he seethed.

“Delightful!” Blood Qianli laughed heartily. “They say Feng Wuji is the Green Mountain Sect’s top expert, the only one to surpass the innate realm. Yet, besides him, there’s another who hasn’t disappointed me. Let’s continue!”

“Another round is fine, but don’t compare me to that despicable scoundrel. I disdain it!” Xu Xian retorted sharply, making Feng Wuji nearly snort in disbelief.

Still, he secretly thanked Xu Xian for his sense of propriety. If Xu Xian focused solely on revenge, it would have left the Blood Origin Sect exposed.

“Sect Leader Feng, your reputation is not so great, it seems,” Blood Shadow mocked Feng Wuji’s ugly expression.

Feng Wuji snorted coldly, his long sword transforming into streaks of lightning sweeping toward the two, shouting, “I won’t tolerate demons like you commenting on the righteous path! Die!”

With Xu Xian present, Feng Wuji fought with renewed vigor, his strikes becoming more fierce. Meanwhile, Blood Shadow and his brother, whose victory seemed assured, found the sudden intrusion disrupting their plans, causing their strength to waver and putting them slightly on the defensive.

“Long Yun, the Yin and Yang Spring is damaged! Help restore its essence!” Xu Xian commanded.

“Not so easy. Try to stop me first!” Blood Qianli laughed loudly, launching a punch toward the Yin and Yang Spring.

“Let’s see about that!” Xu Xian sneered, his fist emitting a conical shockwave as he collided with Blood Qianli.

Earlier, the collision between the Blood Demon Token and the Reincarnation Mirror had caused some damage, rendering them temporarily unusable. Relying solely on their own cultivation, Xu Xian and Blood Qianli were evenly matched, so their battle quickly reached a stalemate.

Meanwhile, Long Yun remained active, employing his Wind Control Technique to hover above the Yin and Yang Spring.

At this moment, the spring’s water had become heavily tainted by demonic energy, turning murky and intermittently emitting streaks of black lightning.