C465 Man Proposes but God Disposes!

The best-laid plans of men often pale in comparison to the whims of fate.

A meeting between the Blood Sacrificial Altar and the Chaos Roc should have inevitably led to a brutal slaughter.

Yet, had Yu Yuan not employed the Soul Forging Technique, a wondrous Soul Art, to communicate with the Evil Cauldron and meld his soul with it, the outcome would have been quite different.

The Artifact Soul had just informed him that the ripples produced by his use of the Soul Forging Technique had been detected by the Blood Sacrificial Altar deep within the sea.

Originating from the Divine Soul Sect, the Soul Forging Technique was the brainchild of a renowned figure who had etched the four archaic characters, "Extreme Injury," onto the white paper fan's Artifact Soul, a name that once resonated throughout the starry skies beyond.

Crucially, the annihilation of the Blue Devil Clan was not the handiwork of the Demon Palace or the Demon Palace.

Even though the Aura Altar had been covertly seized and transported to the Boundless Land, concealed beneath the seabed of the Ember Waters by these palaces, they were not the principal architects of the clan's demise.

The true culprits behind the massacre of the Blue Devil Clan and the obliteration of this Heavenly Devil branch were none other than the once-mighty Divine Soul Sect of the Boundless Land!

The surviving soul consciousness of the Blue Devil Clan, and even the Blood Spirit Altar they had forged, were innately wary and keenly alert to the Soul Arts of the Divine Soul Sect.

This enmity ran deeper than any current hostility within the Boundless Land, surpassing the hatred held by any sect, demonic cultivator, or great demon.

It was the Divine Soul Sect that bore an unbreakable, blood-soaked vendetta against the Blue Devil Clan!

Such profound loathing was indelibly etched into the very essence of the Blood Spirit Altar!

Upon sensing the presence of a Divine Soul Sect descendant's legacy, the Blood Spirit Altar, shrouding the sealed ocean floor, cast aside all else, including its entanglement with the Chaos Roc, and set its sights squarely on Yu Yuan.

With a thunderous surge, the Blood Sacrificial Altar burst forth, its blue shadow, like a skin it had sloughed off, now seeking the Chaos Roc.

Simultaneously, the gently descending veil of deep blue light sprinkled a celestial cascade of dark blue energy, infusing the blue shadow that had once enshrouded the Blood Sacrificial Altar.

A soft blue glow emerged, forming a new seal and barrier, swiftly engulfing the slightly astonished Chaos Roc.

As the blood sacrifice altar swept overhead, the Chaos Roc was taken aback, puzzled by the sudden change of heart from its deep-sea nemesis.

Its bewilderment only grew when the altar seemed to be targeting Yu Yuan.

Just as he was convinced the crisis had nothing to do with him, the dark blue shadow binding the altar, pulling at the power of the "Deep Blue Veil," plummeted from the heavens.

With a stifled grunt, the Chaos Roc unleashed its divine weapon once more, forged from its teeth within the blue shadow, in an attempt to shatter it.

Skeletons piled high, their bones and flesh a stark contrast to the towering, blood-stained altar that sped away beneath the sea.

With a splat, the middle dantian of a Blood God Cult disciple burst open, his body collapsing to the ground like a heap of disjointed bones under the watchful eyes of all.

His three souls silenced, the masterless skeleton eerily writhed, making its way out of the glass bottle.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Not just this skeleton, but also the recently deceased body of the Filthy Spirit Sect member, was battering against the glass bottle.

Others, too, clutched their chests and howled in agony as they neared the Blood Sacrificial Altar.

Dark red, pale purple, and pitch-black blood lights erupted from the Qi and Blood Mystic Technique within their chests. Practitioners of various Devil Spells and Evil Scriptures displayed a kaleidoscope of blood lights, each uniquely wondrous.

But now, with the arrival of the Blood Sacrificial Altar, their Qi and blood boiled over, their faces turning as red as overcooked shrimp.

Yu Yuan, cradling the Evil Cauldron, sensed a ripple through his Qi and blood's microcosm. With a flicker of the Evil Body Refining Skill, he smoothed over the disturbance in his dantian.

He remained largely unaffected, facing the seething glares and said with a hint of resignation, "There's nothing I can do."

"Why didn't you just stay in the Fallen Star Eyes?" Chi Nandou's eyes blazed with fury.

"That place is too weak to offer me much support," Yu Yuan replied unabashedly. He bowed with a fist to Mo Yan, saying, "My apologies. I can see your Devil Blade is formidable, and you all possess remarkable strength. You're undoubtedly an asset in confronting the Blood Sacrificial Altar, so I'll dispense with the formalities."

"Despicable!"

"Yu Yuan, may you meet a terrible end!"

"Why must you drag us into your mess, forcing us to die alongside you?"

Members of the Blood God Cult, Red Devil Sect, Filthy Spirit Sect, and even those acquainted with Yu Yuan, like Sheh Si and Hu Tianyang, pointed at him and unleashed a torrent of curses.

Yan Lu's face twisted in a peculiar expression, barely restraining himself from spitting in disgust.

"There's nothing I can do at this point," Yu Yuan sighed, as the Blood Sacrificial Altar loomed closer, he turned to Chi Nandou, "It's in your hands now."

"Shick!"

The Kyara Demon Blade, wielded by Mo Yan, shot out of the glass bottle in an instant, hurtling towards the altar.

Simultaneously, Mo Yan's cultivation soared at a staggering rate!

From the Late Period of the Profound Break Stage, he clenched his teeth and pushed his cultivation higher.

Early, Middle, Late Periods of the Penetrating Stage!

In a flash, he vaulted over the seemingly insurmountable threshold, arriving at the Late Period of the Penetrating Stage!

Deep purple demonic light erupted from within him as he achieved each breakthrough.

The once boyish figure transformed into a muscular young man in mere moments.

His raven hair, now a meter long, cascaded down to his waist.

His wild mane only added to his enigmatic and demonic allure, erasing any trace of his former indolence. With a cold huff, he declared, "I've given it my all!"

The heavy, serrated Kyara Demon Blade began to hum ominously beneath the sea.

Its sound was like the lament of countless demons, chilling to the core.

"The Devil Spirit is ensnared!"

Chi Nandou cried out, hastily maneuvering the glass bottle to retreat.

The moment the bottle vacated its position, the blood sacrifice altar that had been soaring through the sea crashed down onto the seabed with a thunderous "Boom!"

In the vicinity of the Kyara Demon Blade, the gravity field skyrocketed in an instant, multiplying manyfold!

The already massive altar, which had relied on the sea's buoyancy for its swift movement, now lay heavily anchored.

After the gravity field surged, the deep red altar painstakingly crafted by the Blue Devil Clan had no chance to brace itself before it collapsed with a thunderous crash.

Beneath the sea, like the most formidable magnet in existence, it clung to the blood sacrifice altar, rendering it immovable.

"The Kyara Demon Blade truly is remarkable," Yu Yuan exclaimed with genuine admiration. "This Magic Tool is not only inherently heavy, but it can also manipulate the gravity field to intensify its force. Such a clever feature ensures that when it strikes an enemy, the blade's descent is hastened and its weight magnified by the gravitational pull."

He marveled, and while lavishing praise, he gave Mo Yan an approving thumbs-up. "We owe this victory to you."

Mo Yan, however, was pale, his face a mask of strain. The deep purple demonic light that burst forth from his flesh seemed to drain his Qi and blood, merging with his Spiritual Energy.

The fusion of Qi and blood is a fundamental principle in numerous Devil Spell Secret Arts, distinct from the Spiritual Spells of the Heavenly Source Continent.

Observing Mo Yan's demeanor and posture, it was clear that his forceful push to the next level, consolidating Qi and blood to wield the Kyara Demon Blade, was taking a significant toll on him.

"I wasn't wrong about you; I always knew there was something special about you," Yu Yuan continued, nodding in approval. "There's no need for you to reply. I understand that contending with the Blood Sacrificial Altar is no easy task. Just concentrate, and I'll leave you be."

With that, he addressed Lin Yue, Hou Tianzhao, Chi Yin, and the others, "If you have any secret techniques up your sleeve, now's the time to bring them out. The Blood Sacrificial Altar is immobilized for the moment, making it the perfect opportunity to confront it."

The group exchanged fierce looks.

Yan Lu cleared his throat and interjected, "Maybe you should hold back on the commentary."

All the nefarious prodigies from the Quietus Continent were already on edge due to his arrival and the shifting focus of the Blood Sacrificial Altar. His provocations were like taunting them to light the fuse.

Yan Lu's warning was for his own good, cautioning him not to incite those who might be desperate enough to turn on him.

"Relax, they're not fools," Yu Yuan responded with unruffled assurance, his eyes narrowing as he casually surveyed the faces of Lin Yue, Hou Tianzhao, and the rest. He added coolly, "If we're going to die, we might as well all go down together."

"He's actually from Darkmoon City?" Chi Yin asked with a hint of intrigue.

"Obviously, I came with him," Yan Lu retorted.

"How could he possibly provoke Mo Yan?" Chi Yin was at a loss for words.

Yan Lu simply ducked his head, falling silent.

"I suggest you make haste in advancing to the Yin God Stage—no more secrets," Yu Yuan cautiously urged Mo Yan. "With the Yin God's power, wielding the Kyara Demon Blade should reinforce the constraints on the Blood Sacrificial Altar."

"Yin, Yin God?" Yan Lu was taken aback.

Disciples from the Filthy Spirit Sect, Fiend Sect, and Red Devil Sect were equally bewildered, echoing, "Yin God?"

To think that someone could shatter the barriers from the Profound Break Stage to the Penetrating Stage in such a brief span was already beyond belief.

And to then consider elevating from the newly attained Penetrating Stage to actually refining the Yin God—it seemed unfathomable.

Throughout the annals of the Boundless Land, there have been prodigious cultivators capable of rapidly breaking through successive realms, even shattering the shackles of an entire major realm.

Yet, there has never been a whisper of anyone directly refining the Yin God immediately after advancing from the Profound Break to the Penetrating Stage.

Such a feat was without precedent in the Boundless Land's storied past!

Fei Yi from the Devil Palace was visibly shaken, staring at Yu Yuan in utter disbelief, "How could you possibly know that?"

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