Chapter 350 - 184: The Ferocious Struggle for Treasure, Netherworld Congeals Blood River (3)
Just as the Qin Family Ancestor showed a look of shock, unclear how this group of mysterious cultivators resembling barbarian giants suddenly appeared in the Qin Family Ancestral Hall, a surging blood-red stream, like a Blood Flood Dragon, attacked ferociously, roaring and coiling in front of the Qin Family Ancestor, choking his angry words right in his throat.
Boom!
Boom!
The Qin Family Ancestor, Qin Fang, dared not be careless, he performed the Body-Protecting Profound Technique, and a thick Gang Fiend surged skyward, instantly colliding with the incoming blood-red energy.
Two powerful fighters at the Purple Mansion Realm clashed directly, and the terrifying power caused massive tremors, directly tearing apart the Qin Family ancestral hall. The furious explosion also blew away the surrounding Qin Clan members with such force, resulting in countless death and injury.
"Vile thief, dare to fight me in the sky?!"
Watching the explosion shock wave crush one Qin Clan member after another, Qin Family Ancestor Qin Fang’s cheek twitched, his heart bleeding.
These were not ordinary collateral descendants, but direct bloodline heirs of the Qin Family, each one was the offspring of Qin Fang himself, now dying so easily here, in the aftermath of the fight between him and the other mysterious cultivator, causing such great casualties, all were the living forces of the Qin Family.
And the terrifying Blood River rising like a tide, wherever it flowed, weaker members of the Qin Clan couldn’t even scream before drowning in the blood-red water, their death more bizarre, directly drained of all blood, turned into dried corpses, falling to the ground, becoming dust.
The heart of the Qin Family Ancestor couldn’t help but bleed, he shouted angrily.
However, the Nether River Daoist sat cross-legged on a blood-red lotus, suspended in the void, surrounded by the surging Blood River, unmoved. Extending his slender right hand with five fingers, like manipulating the strings of a zither, he swung the terrifying Blood Evil, forming a colossal blood-red palm, striking straight at the Qin Family Ancestor.
The Qin Family Ancestor had secluded himself for too long, already old and confused.
Hearing his anger, Zheng Yi even felt like laughing.
Since they were all enemies, clearly in a battle to the death, Zheng Yi naturally struck mercilessly; the so-called casualties of the Qin family members were intentionally done by him, as it was cutting off the wings of the Qin Family. As for courage, if you have it, you have it; if not, too bad. What does it matter to him?
As the external incarnation of the Nether River Daoist, he also fully unleashed his power, directly suppressing the Qin Family Ancestor Qin Fang so that he couldn’t lift his head, overwhelmed by the attack of the Blood River.
The giant hand glowing with blood-red light tore through the void, like an enraged blood-colored dragon, directly smacking the Qin Family Ancestor out.
The Qin Family Ancestor, who flew backward, spewed fresh blood, especially when he saw the Qin Family’s ancestral land fall into a tragic state, his expression became extremely painful.
"Damn vile thief, today I must take your head, to offer sacrifice to the blood descendants of my Qin Family."
The furious Qin Family Ancestor swallowed the blood in his mouth, roared, and the cultivation technique started to operate, bursting with astonishing power, directly rushing towards the Nether River Daoist.
Zheng Yi did not join the battle but activated the Invisibility Talisman, hidden in the shadows.
At such a time, he didn’t need to take action himself and it was best to distance himself from the Qin Family’s misfortune. This way, even if the Golden Palace Sect wanted to cause trouble later, they’d have to weigh whether it’s worth it or not.
It must be said that the Asura Race was definitely born for war; whether male or female, every member was an extremely strong warrior. Even at the same realm, their displayed combat awareness, combat instincts, and the degree of Blood Power use all surpassed top cultivators of the same level.
For a moment, the Asura Race held an absolute advantage, and with each scream almost representing a Qin Family member’s dying wail.
Additionally, the four great demon generals—Indra, Vishnu, Rutolo, and Ghost Mother—born from the same source as the Blood Spring, had immense potential, being the most elite Asuras.
Wherever they passed, they swept across all directions, with countless Qin Family cultivators directly drained of blood by the Netherworld Blood Sea Power, turned into dried corpses.
