Overriding the Heaven

The sound of flesh being sliced continuously rang out in the air.    

Large streams of blood rained down, and in the blink of an eye, a small stream of blood formed on the ground.    

After a cultivator died, the spiritual energy that returned to the heavens and earth would rise up as well.    

For a moment, the entire area seemed to have become a paradise.    

Sixty to seventy miles away, the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor continuously grinned maliciously.    

In a secluded corner outside the blood-colored light and the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor, a pair of eyes was quietly observing everything that was happening.    

"In the end, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse."    

Chu Yan sighed inwardly.    

At this time, he took off the Lifeless Ghost Face on his face.    

This treasure that the Bai Clan gave him back then not only allowed him to change his appearance and voice, it also prevented cultivators from investigating it.    

Else, it would be extremely easy for the two of them to see through their disguises. Especially those powerful monstrous beasts like the Black Flood Dragon's Ancestor.    

It was just as he had expected. The enraged Black Flood Dragon Ancestor had met with a type of cultivator from the Royal Yu Sect that had turned angry from embarrassment and started to fight.    

However, what Chu Yan did not expect was that in front of the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor, the people from the Huang Yu Sect actually did not even have the ability to resist.    

When Chu Yan was inspecting the wild boar Grand Monster of Manifestation's soul, he saw the scene of the Black Flood Dragon's Ancestor transforming into a clone.    

After finding out that the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor had used the Black Flood Dragon Clan's secret technique, apart from the main body, he had divided the Black Flood Dragon Clan's nine other incarnations.    

At this moment, five of his avatars had been killed.    

The remaining five were a main body and four avatars.    

And of these four incarnations, there was still one who had yet to return because he had gone after Wei Changge.    

In other words, Ancestor Black Flood Dragon was currently a true body, with three incarnations.    

Although the original body's power was higher than the avatar's ?    

However, at this time, the strength of this Black Flood Dragon's ancestor, if he could possess half of his peak state, was up for negotiation.    

But even so, Wan Yanjie and his group were unable to block even a single move.    

Aside from causing Chu Yan to feel slightly disappointed, he also gained a clearer understanding of the difference between ancestral beasts and celestial mood stage cultivator s.    

Although this knowledge was quite a bloody and tragic one.    

The Black Flood Dragon Ancestor was absolutely not a genius amongst monstrous beasts.    

And within their sect, this row of disciples would absolutely be well-known within their generation.    

"It seems that in a situation where magic treasures and other methods are on par with each other, one's level of mastery is still the true foundation of a cultivator." Chu Yan thought in his heart.    

Seeing that the blood light enveloping Wan Yanjie and the rest were gradually dissipating, Chu Yan took a deep breath, and the spirit energy in his body started to circulate.    

What Chu Yan had originally hoped to see was that the Huang Yu Sect would be able to greatly weaken the Black Flood Dragon's strength.    

However, the performance of this group of people from the Huang Yu Sect was far from satisfactory.    

But even so, it was now his turn to take action.    

After all, no matter if it was to borrow the sect's power or to personally attack, they only had one goal. It was to behead the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor, the scourge.    

The ancestor of the demon clan, who had his eyes on her at all times, absolutely could not allow her to continue existing in this world.    

Chu Yan was about to take advantage of the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor's glee and attack.    

However, it was at that moment that he suddenly had a feeling. The circulating spiritual energy immediately slowed down, and he once again hid in the depths of the void to observe.    

The source of this palpitation was the Emperor Yu Sect disciples that were within the blood-red light.    

Chu Yan's gaze congealed, and turned to look at the blood light.    

There were a total of five disciples from the Royal Yu Sect.    

Earlier, he had killed one of them, and later on, Zuo Shuang Long was chopped into pieces.    

The remaining three people had been hit squarely in the face by the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor's divine ability.    

The torrential downpour of fresh blood indicated that they were too weak to withstand even a single blow from the old ancestor.    

But now, it didn't seem to be over.    

"That's more like it." "Since you have come to this Immortal Mansion's Secret Realm, you have come prepared. How can it be that you don't have any hidden cards?"    

Even though he said that, Chu Yan did not have any hopes of relying on the Huang Yu Sect.    

Even so, he still had to complete some of the finishing touches.    

It was at this moment that the Black Flood Dragon's Ancestor noticed that something was wrong with the bloody light.    

The smile on her face gradually disappeared. Her gaze was deep as she gazed forward.    

The bloody light that was burning like flames suddenly went out.    

A faint golden layer of light covered Wan Yanjie.    

As for the two disciples who had been drawn into the bloody light with him, they were now all gone.    

Thinking back to the blood that fell from the sky like a heavy rain, one could imagine the fate of those two disciples.    

However, although he was protected by this golden light, Wan Yanjie's appearance was also incomparably miserable.    

In his hand, he held a broken sword.    

This broken sword originally belonged to that handsome young disciple, but at this moment, not only was the sword's array symbols completely shattered, the sword's body was also broken and filled with cracks. Even if it was refined, one wouldn't be able to obtain any useful refining materials.    

Wan Yanjie himself lowered his head.    

His long hair looked as if it had just been fished out of a pool of blood. Wet, dark red blood flowed down his hair.    

The cassock on his body was in tatters, and his entire body was covered in bone-deep wounds.    

Chu Yan looked at Wan Yan Jie with suspicion.    

"Wan Yanjie's aura is already very weak. I fear that he might even be at the same level as someone who is about to die."    

But what's with that astonishing aura on his body? "    

Chu Yan felt that something was amiss, so he hid himself even deeper.    

The expression on the face of the Black Jiao Ancestor turned solemn.    

She laughed sinisterly. "And then?"    

Before he could finish his words, the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor abruptly raised his hand. Five sharp bloodstains flashed on the tip of his finger.    

In the next moment, a bloody wound appeared in front of Wan YanzJie, cutting down at him.    

The traces of blood made a splash, as if they were cutting open the void. Behind them, a rolling sea of blood poured out in a majestic manner.    

Seeing Wan Yanjie motionless, looking as if he was waiting to be slaughtered, the Black Flood Dragon Ancestor's lips curved up in a fiendish grin.    

At this time, Wan Yanjie looked up.    

He had been hanging his head and his long, wet hair covered his face, so no one could see his face or his expression.    

When he looked up, it was a shock.    

Wan Yanjie's face was covered with a golden light.    

The golden light was like flames, melting his face and his facial features like candles.    

All that could be seen on Wan Yanjie's face at this moment was his distorted eyes, nose, and mouth; it was an exceptionally terrifying sight to behold.    

What was even more shocking was that this golden, flame-like light was coming out from Wan Yanjie's five senses.    

An even more frightening sharpness permeated from the intense golden light.    

Chu Yan focused his gaze, "This is a divine ability that can fuse the metal and fire elements together!"    

Just as Chu Yan realized this, the vertical eye on Wan Yan Jie's forehead opened once again.    

However, the strength of his vertical eye was much greater than before. At a glance, it seemed as if Wan Yanjie's head had split open from the middle.    

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