I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 693

Chapter 693: Chapter 367: The Fierce Young Man from the Spiritual Realm

Divine Realm, the Qinghua state was in utter chaos; cries of battle and screams of agony echoed everywhere.

City after city turned into a ghost town.

At the starting point of the Divine Bridge, the Lingguan City was now a battlefield that shook the heavens, with several powerful figures clashing with over a dozen blood-colored figures in the sky.

Blood light bathed the half sky, among which thunder roared, yet even the strongest lightning was being suppressed by the blood light, seemingly unable to hold on much longer.

Below in Lingguan City, a massacre was unfolding.

Hundreds of blood-colored figures were reaping lives; despite the Martial Artists’ resistance, it was all in vain.

Boom!

Blood qi spread throughout Lingguan City; the Martial Artists’ blood converging, and a rolling blood-evil force was forming.

Crimson sabers sliced mercilessly through the city, severing one throat after another. The blood, as if drawn by some force, did not spill to the ground but instead turned into blood qi, converging towards the center of the city.

At the city center, within the former City Lord’s mansion, a Blood Pool bubbled and frothed, blood qi diffusing, with blood-evil hovering around.

Boom!

“Blood Shadow Tower bastards, you deserve to die! Wretched beings of Netherworld, we will avenge this!”

A grief-stricken roar echoed from the sky.

However, it was all to no avail.

With the last person’s throat cut and their blood turned into qi pooling into the Blood Pool inside the City Lord’s mansion, Lingguan City had become a city of the dead!

The Blood Pool emitted blood qi, boiling as if cooking the blood within, and the blood in the pool condensed and diminished continuously.

In the end, it turned into a dark red blood paste, wafting a faint scent of blood mixed with the aroma of something unknown.

Several Blood Shadows appeared by the Blood Pool, their eyes flashing with excitement and greed, as if they had sighted the finest delicacy in the world.

They took out crimson knives and commenced to divide the dark red blood paste, storing it within box after box.

Boom!

Suddenly, from outside Lingguan City, the standing canyon trembled, and a rainbow light surged forth.

“The Divine Bridge has opened? How is that possible?”

In the sky, a man with a fiery red beard holding dual hammers, with thunderclaps echoing around him, fighting alone against three Blood Shadows, sported a face filled with shock and disbelief.

The Divine Bridge had collapsed, and the Spiritual Realm was disconnected!

By all estimates, the Spiritual Realm had likely fallen, turned into a hell on earth.

Even with the Immortal Heavenly Venerable intervening, one could only descend into the Spiritual Realm but not reconnect the shattered Divine Bridge; it could only heal on its own in time.

Yet, it had not been very long, nowhere near the estimated time for the Divine Bridge to self-repair.

At that moment, Cheng Zhan felt a sinking feeling in his heart. Could it be that a mighty foe from Netherworld had a way to repair the Divine Bridge and then invade the Divine Realm from the Spiritual Realm?

If that were truly the case, then Qinghua state was in grave danger!

“Kill!”

Cheng Zhan bellowed in fury, the violent thunder surrounding him. His pair of Thunder Hammers summoned a savage tempest of thunder, blasting towards the three Blood Shadows.

He was an Elder of the Myriad Thunder Sect, in the late stages of the Truth Refinement Realm, a True King Heavenly Venerable with a formidable reputation across the entire Qinghua state.

After the collapse of the Divine Bridge, he had led the forces of the Myriad Thunder Sect and the Tianwu Sect to come to the aid of the Spiritual Realm, only to be intercepted.

Breaking out of the siege and encountering an ambush in Lingguan City, they found Lingguan City had now been sacrificed in a blood ritual!

Despite the thunder’s effectiveness against the power of blood-evil, Cheng Zhan was at a disadvantage fighting three against one. Moreover, having fought his way here, his exhaustion was immense, and he was about to reach his limit.

Boom!

The rainbow light shone through from the canyon, confirming that the Divine Bridge had opened, and someone had ascended it!

“The Divine Bridge? Let’s see who comes from the Spiritual Realm, perhaps a supreme talent?”

A Blood Shadow sneered coldly.

The battle raged on, and the Blood Shadows responsible for the blood ritual at Lingguan City had gathered at the canyon’s exit, waiting for the newcomers.

…

Finally, the Flying Boat crossed the Divine Bridge and arrived in the Divine Realm.

“The Spiritual Energy is much richer, and the Domain Spirit Spark seems to be very active,” Xu Yan remarked in wonder.

Indeed, it was the Divine Realm, home to stronger Martial Artists; he felt much like he did when he first stepped from the Inner Domain into the Spiritual Realm.

Following close behind the Flying Boat, Wu Tianan and the others also arrived at the Divine Realm, brimming with excitement. Wu Tianan, in particular, felt that he could break through at any moment.

The Flying Boat flew towards a massive canyon and just as it was entering, before truly entering the Divine Realm’s boundaries, something felt off.

The qi of blood-evil was pervasive, and the sound of intense fighting reached them as well.

“The Divine Realm is in a state of chaos!” Fang Hao sighed.

No wonder no great powers had come to rescue the Spiritual Realm.

At the canyon’s mouth, numerous Blood Shadows loomed, waiting like hunters for their prey.

The hearts of Wu Tianan and the others following behind the Flying Boat sank; their strength was still weak, and with the Divine Realm in turmoil, the fate of their Upper Sect was uncertain.

Had they entered the Divine Realm only to be reduced to Loose Cultivators?

“There are Netherworld Blood Slaves… no, that’s not right, they’re slightly different from Blood Slaves,” Xu Yan said, frowning.

“The Cultivation Technique they practice is not much different from that of Blood Slaves,” Li Xuan added, his brow slightly furrowed. To encounter such a scene upon entering the Divine Realm was unexpected.

Ahead, the war raged on, and the city below, now bereft of life, was shrouded in a faint blood qi, having become a city of the dead.

A blood sacrifice!

A whole city had been sacrificed in blood; although heard of in the Spiritual Realm, it had never been witnessed firsthand.

Now, before Li Xuan’s eyes, lay a city sacrificed in blood; even he, who prided himself on being unaffected by any matter, found his composure unshaken.