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Wang Xiaoqiang soared into the sky, and with a thought, he summoned the Patterned Beast back. The Patterned Beast flew back from afar, covered in wounds. Behind it followed that male Disciple from Medicine God Valley, who was also covered in injuries.

Both man and beast were battle-scarred and exhausted after hours of clashing.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang took out ten Demon Crystals from the Sumeru Ring and tossed them to the Patterned Beast.

The Patterned Beast caught them in its mouth and swallowed them in one gulp.

Once the demonic power circulated, the Patterned Beast's strength surged, and it became vigorous again, as if the wounds on its body didn't hinder it at all, almost as if it had been injected with adrenaline.

"Roar!" The Patterned Beast turned and roared at the pursuing Male Disciple from Medicine God Valley.

Already weak, the explosion of the roar nearly made him collapse.

He barely steadied himself and pointed at Wang Xiaoqiang, shouting, "You brat, what did you do to our sister Yang Xuechai?"

An arrogant smirk appeared on Wang Xiaoqiang's face as he said, "I had my way with her."

"Ah, you, you beast, I, I'll fight you to the death," the male Disciple said as he drew a line in front of him with his finger, his fingertips making a hissing sound. An Immortal Sword materialized.

It was completely white, just like a blank piece of paper.

It looked like a sword made of paper, devoid of any luster, power, sharpness, or killing intent.

The Male Disciple bit his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the paper-like Immortal Sword.

Instantly, the Immortal Sword was stained red with Essence Blood.

And it became a Blood Sword.

Then...

The aura of the sword expanded abruptly, fierce red glare, murderous energy unparalleled, commanding tremendous power, thrillingly lethal.

However, as the Essence Blood spurted out, the Male Disciple's complexion grew pale, like someone who had lost too much blood, becoming extremely weak.

"Hmph, kid, face your death!" the Male Disciple snorted coldly, then waved his hand and pointed at Wang Xiaoqiang, "Go!"

Suddenly, the Blood Sword, brimming with Blood Qi, turned its head toward Wang Xiaoqiang and charged furiously at him.

Before the sword even arrived, the stench of blood was overwhelming, making one want to retch.

Wang Xiaoqiang, not knowing what swordsmanship the opponent was using but aware that it was driven by Blood Essence, didn't dare to meet it head-on. He immediately had a thought, and the Patterned Beast stood in front of him.

"Huff!" The Patterned Beast blew a stream of fire at the incoming Blood Sword,

a tangible flame that couldn't stop the Blood Sword's advance.

"Roar!" The Patterned Beast bellowed at the Blood Sword,

but the Blood Sword only slowed for a moment before continuing its flight.

With the Patterned Beast confronting the Blood Sword, Wang Xiaoqiang drew his bow and shot a Gang Qi Arrow.

Whoosh!

Boom.

The Gang Qi Arrow struck the Blood Sword, sending it flying back, and the Gang Qi Arrow dissipated.

The Blood Sword that flew back lost its earlier brilliance and no longer shone as before.

The Male Disciple stared doubtfully at the Sun-Shooting Arrow in Wang Xiaoqiang's hand, then took back the Blood Sword and passed his left hand over it.

Blood flowed from his hand. It didn't scatter but was all absorbed by the Blood Sword, and with the Essence Blood the Blood Sword's luster returned in full force, its aura surged once again, becoming fiercely murderous.

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But the male disciple's complexion turned yet another shade paler, his face as if smeared with a layer of white ash, looking extremely terrifying.

"Go!" the male disciple pointed at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Instantly, the Blood Sword charged towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang drew his bow and fired an arrow, and the mental method of the Thunderclap Palm Technique flashed through his mind. A streak of lightning appeared in his right hand, like an arrow, carrying a mighty force, rushing towards the Blood Sword.

The lightning that shot out struck upon the Blood Sword.

With a loud bang, the Blood Sword turned charred and was also knocked down from the skies.

The disciple from Medicine God Valley shuddered, his face growing even paler, but he showed no sign of giving up. He reached out his hand, and the now charred Blood Sword flew back to him.

"Kid, stop overexerting yourself needlessly; you can't kill me," Wang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes and stared at the male disciple, "Considering you still have some fight in you, I won't kill you. I'll let you live. Go back and tell your Valley Master Huan Qingyi that her Avatar and Female Disciple Yang Xuechai have both become my slaves, at my beck and call. If she, Huan Qingyi, remains deluded, I swear I will wipe out Medicine God Valley someday..."

"Wipe us out, such big talk!" the male disciple sneered coldly. "I will kill you today!"

"Just with you? Your Blood Essence is almost drained; what will you kill me with...?" Wang Xiaoqiang sneered back.

"If my blood is gone, I still have flesh, bones, will..." the male disciple said through gritted teeth, showing some backbone. "Kid, prepare to die, we'll perish together!"

Having said that, the male disciple grabbed the now charred Blood Sword and slashed it across his left forearm, immediately blood poured out like a flood.

The blood did not fall but was instead absorbed by the sword. The charred blade, now filled with fresh blood, turned a shiny blood-red color again, and within the light of the blood, a low howling sound seemed to emanate.

However, the male disciple's face now looked inhuman, akin to a dead man's, devoid of any color not just on his face, but also his neck and arms.

The male disciple glared at Wang Xiaoqiang with a cold gaze, then let out a scoff to the sky, "Hmph, today I will exchange my life for yours and execute you, you debauched thief!"

As he spoke, the male disciple tightly held the now luminous blood-red Blood Sword and circled it in front of him, creating a Tai Chi Diagram.

The tip of the sword moved like a pen, with a hissing sound, it actually drew a Tai Chi Diagram in mid-air.

It was a Blood-Colored Taiji.

As soon as the Blood-Colored Taiji was complete, the sky turned turbulent with gusting winds and rolling thunder.

The colors of heaven and earth changed.

A desolate killing intent filled the air.

"With my life, I take my foe's life, Blood-Colored Taiji, I offer my entire blood and flesh to you!" (Note: Offering means to offer you to enjoy!)

Once the male disciple finished speaking, the Blood-Colored Taiji began to spin, turning into a huge vortex. The two fish on the Taiji, like two gaping mouths, sucked towards the male disciple with immense force.

In an instant, the male disciple's body burst open, skin and flesh flying, eyes, tongue, teeth, muscles, bones, and marrow... all were sucked in through the fish into the Blood-Colored Taiji.

A living human being was thus dismembered and absorbed into the Blood-Colored Taiji.

Suddenly, the Blood-Colored Taiji turned even redder, and a piercing voice came from within, "Wang Xiaoqiang, your life is mine!"

The scene just now was too shocking!

Wang Xiaoqiang and the Patterned Beast were stunned in place.

It was only at the sound of that voice that they suddenly awoke and realized the presence of danger.

This Blood-Colored Taiji was too terrifying.

As the very thing they feared approached, the spinning Blood-Colored Taiji, emitting that voice, slowly turned towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang felt an immense pressure bearing down, nearly suffocating him.

A look of terror flashed across Wang Xiaoqiang's face. Since entering the Immortal Realm, this was the most fearsome enemy he had encountered. Although the enemy was not human, just a Blood-Colored Taiji, it contained not just the male disciple's flesh and blood but also his willpower, the willpower to kill him.

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