Chapter 799 Blood Sacrifice Array, the Spirit of the Dao Source, covering the sky with one hand, ann

Inside the ancient bronze hall, the stench of blood was so strong it was almost unbearable.

Those imperial prodigies and ancient freaks who fell to the ground, their bodies still warm, still exuded the blood of true gods and the original precious blood of their special physiques.

Instead of drying up, it seemed to possess a spirit, slowly flowing along the ancient and intricate patterns on the bronze surface.

"Crash..."

It was as if a river of blood was surging underground.

Ye Tian stood atop the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, facing the suspended Nine Extremes Dao Source, and slowly extended his palm.

The moment his fingertips touched that halo of light, a sudden change occurred!

"Buzz!"

The originally docile and peaceful Nine Extremes Dao Source suddenly began to tremble violently.

It seemed to possess its own will, unwilling to be controlled by outsiders, and suddenly burst forth with divine light of billions of feet.

The light was no longer gentle, but carried a sharpness that pierced the sky, instantly illuminating the dim underground palace.

Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath Ye Tian's feet suddenly collapsed, not physically, but spatially displaced and rearranged.

"Boom!"

A terrifying array, even grander and more ancient, with a hint of primordial chaos, appeared without warning.

This grand formation is based on the ancient bronze palace and has the dozens of sleeping coffins of deities as its eyes.

And the catalyst... is the essence and blood of those geniuses who just died!

"Not good! The blood of these prodigies has been absorbed by the Dao Source, triggering the final protective barrier!"

Behind them, Su Qinglian's face paled, and the jade sword in her hand cried out mournfully under this aura, as if it were submitting to some supreme being.

Ye Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not withdraw his hand. His figure remained as steady as Mount Tai, allowing the great formation to rise.

"Is this what they call the final test?"

Ye Tian murmured, his eyes showing not panic but a hint of amusement.

"Using the blood of invaders to awaken the guardians, that's interesting."

As the great formation operated, endless Dao runes burst forth from the Nine Extremes Dao Source.

These runes intertwined and recombine in the void, eventually transforming into solid, tangible figures.

That is—a god or a demon!

It is not a true physical body of flesh and blood, but a "Dao Body" formed by the pure laws of the Great Dao and the obsessions of the powerful beings who were once imprinted here.

Even so, the aura they exuded was enough to make true gods despair and god-kings tremble with fear.

"Roar!"

From the due east, a giant clad in golden armor and wielding a tattered halberd roared forth. He had no head, using his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, and his entire body was enveloped in overwhelming battle intent, as if he were the war god Xing Tian who had stepped out of the mythical era.

In the due west direction, a fallen angel with twelve wings appeared. Its wings were as black as ink and flowed with a corrupting divine power that could corrupt all things. In its hand, it held a blood-dripping demonic sword, the tip of which was pointed directly at Ye Tian's brow.

To the due south, there is a Vermilion Bird engulfed in immortal divine fire, its wingspan covering the sky and burning the void.

To the due north, there is a skeletal Buddha seated cross-legged on a black lotus platform, chanting demonic scriptures, each syllable capable of shattering one's soul.

Not only that.

Behind these four most terrifying images, countless, thousands upon thousands of phantom images of gods and demons appeared.

There is the Thunder God who commands thunder, Gonggong who controls the Weak Water, and the demonic beast that devours the sun and moon...

Three thousand gods and demons have been resurrected here!

They surrounded Ye Tian, ​​each god and demon's eyes fixed on him, radiating the purest killing intent.

"Anyone who trespasses on this forbidden area...will be killed without mercy!"

The headless giant let out a deep roar, its sound like rolling thunder, shaking the entire ancient bronze palace.

"Give up your life... to sacrifice for our lord..."

The skeletal Buddha chanted, its demonic voice filling the air, attempting to convert Ye Tian's soul and make him commit suicide.

This is a decisive situation!

This Nine Extremes Dao Source is a heaven-defying artifact left behind by a God Venerable or even a God Emperor. How could it be easily taken away by others? This "Myriad Spirits Blocking the Way Formation" is the real trump card!

Even if a god-king himself were to arrive, he would likely perish on the spot and become part of this great formation when faced with these three thousand gods and demons manifested by the laws of the Great Dao.

Huang Ruoxi and the others were completely overwhelmed by this oppressive force. They felt their very souls trembling, unable to move even a finger. This was absolute suppression at the level of life itself!

"Young Master..." Xiao Yan opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to warn Ye Tian to be careful, but found that his throat was as if something was choking him, and he could not make a sound.

Faced with this overwhelming army of gods and demons, powerful enough to destroy an entire star field.

Ye Tian, ​​however, smiled.

It was an extreme contempt, an arrogance that came from the very core of one's being.

He stood there, his white robes fluttering, his black hair dancing wildly, facing three thousand gods and demons alone, yet his silhouette seemed even more majestic than the ancient divine mountain.

"If it were a true ancient god or demon personally arriving, perhaps I could be a little wary of them."

Ye Tian spoke slowly, his voice clear and resonant, overpowering the roars of gods and demons filling the sky, "But with you remnant souls who have been dead for billions of years, with these puppets formed from the laws of nature..."

"You dare to stop me?"

"You dare to call yourself superior in front of me?"

boom!

The moment he finished speaking, Ye Tian's aura completely changed.

If he was a sword with its sharp edge exposed before, then now he is an axe that splits the heavens and the earth, and a bell that suppresses all ages!

The chaotic blood within him was burning, emitting a sound like a tsunami. His spine glowed, and the primordial runes on his supreme bones lit up one by one, emanating from his body and transforming into a divine halo that enveloped him.

"I possess chaos within me, and shall suppress all who resist!"

Ye Tian took a step forward.

Boom!

This step felt like stepping onto a crucial juncture in the grand scheme of things.

The army of gods and demons that had been roaring and charging towards him suddenly halted its advance.

"Since you are manifestations of the Dao Source, then I will shatter your forms and allow you to return to your origin!"

Ye Tian said no more and made his move.

They did not use any fancy weapons, nor did they perform any complicated hand seals.

He simply raised one hand, spread his fingers, and then gently clenched them in the air.

"Hand of God!"

This is not some specific inherited treasure technique, but rather an invincible free-form technique that Ye Tian has developed by integrating hundreds of scriptures and thousands of methods and deducing it from his own Chaos Dao!

Rumble!

The void shattered, and an enormous hand appeared out of thin air.

This palm was no longer a hazy, chaotic gray, but rather a translucent jade color, flowing with the river of time and entwined with threads of cause and effect. It was enormous, as if a punishment descended from heaven, directly covering the entire top of the great formation.

Beneath that palm, the three thousand gods and demons appeared so insignificant, like ants gazing up at the heavens.

"Roar!"

The headless giant roared, brandishing his halberd as if to pierce the sky; the fallen angel flapped its wings, its demonic sword unleashing a blinding glare; the Vermilion Bird spewed divine fire, attempting to incinerate the giant hand.

But before that great hand containing the "true meaning of chaos," all resistance is futile.

"Destroy!"

Ye Tian spoke the truth, as if it were a divine decree.

The enormous hand of heaven, with unparalleled power, crashed down.

boom!

There is no suspense.

The headless giant, which seemed incomparably powerful and capable of splitting a true god, couldn't even withstand a single breath when it touched the giant hand, and shattered into countless golden runes.

"what--"

The fallen angel let out a shrill scream. Its demonic sword broke, its wings withered, and it was swatted into the ground by a giant hand as if it were a fly, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating.

Next came the Vermilion Bird, then the Skull Buddha…

Regardless of their form or the nature of their laws, all beings face the same fate under the chaotic hand that encompasses both creation and destruction.

Annihilation!

boom! boom! boom!

A series of rapid explosions rang out.

Three thousand gods and demons exploded in swathes under this palm strike. They were originally phantoms condensed from laws, and now, they were forcibly shattered by Ye Tian with a higher level of chaotic laws, instantly returning to their original forms and turning into a rain of light that filled the sky.

How can this be called a fight?

This is clearly a cleanup!

Ye Tian was like a high and mighty emperor, sweeping the dust from his palace with composure, elegance, and irresistible power.

In just three breaths.

As that divine hand slowly dissipated.

The once crowded, noisy, and murderous void was now completely quiet.

The headless war god, the fallen angel, the three thousand gods and demons—all vanished without a trace.

Only the rain of light remained, like a grand fireworks display, falling in abundance into the ancient bronze palace, adding a touch of poignant beauty and sanctity to this eerie underground chamber.

The once imposing "Great Array of All Spirits Blocking the Way" has now lost the support of its core, and the patterns on it have quickly dimmed before finally collapsing completely.

"This……"

Behind them, Huang Ruoxi and the others were stunned.

Although they knew their young master was invincible, witnessing Ye Tian shatter three thousand gods and demons with a single slap still left them feeling dizzy from the visual impact.

"This is too... too powerful..." Su Qinglian murmured to herself, her eyes filled with stars.

Ye Tian simply flicked his sleeves, his expression indifferent, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"A bunch of long-gone shadows, do you think you can block my path, Ye Tian?"

He snorted coldly and stepped forward again.

This time, there were no obstacles.

Ye Tian arrived in front of the suspended Nine Extremes Dao Source.

At this moment, the light of the Dao Source had subsided, becoming as warm and smooth as jade. It seemed to have been overwhelmed by Ye Tian's unparalleled attack, or rather, attracted by the pure and domineering chaotic origin emanating from Ye Tian.

Treasures possess a spirit and choose their master to serve.

In this world, who is more qualified to be its master than Ye Tian, ​​who possesses the Chaos Body and the bloodline of the God Emperor?

"Return to your place."

Ye Tian reached out his hand, and this time, he encountered no resistance.

His fingertips touched the cool crystal.

hum!

An indescribable, mysterious feeling instantly surged into Ye Tian's body through his fingertips.

Those are nine ultimate rules of the Great Dao!

Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Light, Darkness.

Nine of the most fundamental yet most powerful primal forces in the universe intertwined and fused within his body. The chaotic energy within him instantly boiled, as if cheering and leaping for joy, greedily devouring the power of the Nine Extremes Dao Source.

"boom!"

A dazzling beam of light shot up from Ye Tian's body, piercing through the dome of the ancient bronze palace, penetrating the thick layers of earth, and reaching the outside of the Myriad Laws Heavenly Gate!

Visions abound!

Behind Ye Tian, ​​nine enormous phantom worlds appeared. Some worlds were engulfed in raging flames, some were filled with ancient trees reaching for the sky, and some were shrouded in thunderous roars…

The Nine Realms surround it, with Chaos at its center!

At this moment, Ye Tian was like the king of gods, his aura overwhelming and his power unmatched!

Although his cultivation level did not immediately break through, his foundation underwent an unprecedented sublimation at this moment. It was the cornerstone of the path to immortality, the starting point for forging an invincible legend!

"call……"

After a long while, Ye Tian slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. That breath transformed into a white ribbon that lingered for a long time.

He opened his eyes, and within his double pupils, it seemed as if nine universes were being born and dying.

He gripped the Dao Source tightly in his hand, feeling the power to control everything, and a confident smile appeared on his lips.

"The ancient Daoist canon is nothing more than this."

He turned around, looked at Huang Ruoxi and the others who were already dumbfounded, and waved his sleeve.