Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 672 The Giant's Legacy, the Blood Demon Rakshasa! (Two Chapters Combined)

hum!
Song Changming was not careless and had already stepped out of his own star domain space, gathering the power of the sun, moon and stars around him.

With a single slash, lightning and fire intertwined and swirled beneath the golden blade energy, resembling a golden dragon soaring upwards.

The golden attribute, triggered by the innate swordsmanship, instantly brings the sword's power to its peak.

Golden light tore through the black wind, engulfing the three-headed black bird that swooped down on him, and soared straight into the sky.

At this moment, even the sunlight emitted by the nine suns seemed dim and colorless!

Above the nine heavens, the immortal standing on the white crane suddenly turned his head to look.

His expression remained calm and composed, but a strange glint appeared in his celestial eyes.

Behind them were layers of clouds and fierce winds from the dome, invisible to the naked eye, but to the divine eye, none of these mattered.

He saw a beam of golden light between heaven and earth, incomparably dazzling.

"There are such sword wielders in the mortal realm. If they become sword immortals in the future, perhaps the celestial court will summon them."

The immortal's murmured voice faded away with the wind, and he quickly withdrew his immortal gaze, no longer paying attention.

Having cultivated the Tao for hundreds of millions of years, in the endless expanse of time, immortals, with their long lives and keen eyesight, have seen and heard countless extraordinary people.

Even if this strike is extraordinary and the talent is exceptional, it is still just one among countless extraordinary individuals.

If one does not become an immortal, this talent will ultimately amount to nothing and will be of no use.
The white crane beneath it also turned its head to glance at the soaring golden light.

It noticed the source of the golden light: the young human wielding the knife!
on earth.

The three blackbirds lay beside the giant's little finger, looking miserable and on the verge of death.

Song Changming held the sword, the pale golden sword intent around him still lingering, but instead transformed into illusory golden flames, burning fiercely.

In the Nether Sea, around the little soul figure, there were also several light and shadow figures transformed from swords, flying up and down the sky.

As soon as he finished his strike, Song Changming's 'Divine Thinker' trait was triggered, and he gained another epiphany about his own swordsmanship.

Born a master swordsman, he has an almost limitless potential for growth in the art of the sword.

An occasional burst of power could potentially advance his swordsmanship to a higher level.

"Indeed, real combat is where my growth potential can be better utilized." Song Changming felt that everything was different.

Since arriving on this primordial continent, his stagnant cultivation in all aspects seems to have regained the potential to become stronger.

The constraints of heaven and earth are gone.

"Don't even think about killing me! I am a descendant of the Qiyu!" the three heads of the black bird shouted in unison, as if they had brought up an extraordinary background.

But Song Changming had never even heard of that damned Qiyu, so why would he be afraid? He simply raised his knife and chopped off the three black bird heads at the same time.

Rather than talking about obscure ancient gods, it's more accurate to say that the immortal mounts made him feel somewhat wary.

After slaying the black bird, the spirit of the God-Devouring Blade swallowed its soul whole.

Afterwards, Song Changming put the black bird's corpse and the small piece of the giant's little finger into his Qiankun Ring.

In terms of skill, this black bird was stronger than any ancient blood demon king in the Nine Provinces, but it was still inferior to the Azure Dragon. Therefore, it was not surprising that it was cut down by Song Changming with one slash.

The power of Song Changming's blade is now beyond what any ancient blood demon king can withstand, and this black bird, which is even stronger, is no exception.

After taking the giant's little finger, Song Changming didn't stop for a moment and flew towards the place where other immortals were fighting with the giant.

He had already seen that there were remnants of giant flesh and blood not only in his place, but also in other places stretching for tens of thousands of miles, either pools of giant blood or fragments of flesh and bones that had been pierced by immortals!
These are all rare opportunities, and if he could, he wouldn't want to miss even a single drop of giant blood!

With this in mind, Song Changming raised his hand and tossed three Qiankun Rings to Tang Kecha and the other two, and gave them their tasks.

"The three of you will split up and collect the scattered giant flesh and blood here for me."

"Yes!"

"As you command, Master!"

The three immediately agreed and dispersed in three different directions.

Song Changming also rushed into the battlefield without stopping, and with a glance, he locked onto a blood pool hundreds of miles away.

The blood of these giants is extremely heavy; even a single drop falling from a giant's body can create a small crater in the ground, thus forming a pool of blood.

Song Changming acted swiftly because he had many other competitors.

The three black birds we just saw were just one example; many more creatures on the plateau have also set their sights on the giant's flesh and blood left behind here!
After the immortal left, they all rushed into this area with bloodshot eyes and engaged in a bloody battle.

Some of the creatures that broke in possessed a powerful aura and a refined soul, far surpassing the three-headed black birds, to the point that even Song Changming was wary of them.

If Song Changming were to encounter such a powerful being, he would have to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

Putting aside the question of whether he could win or not, he just didn't want to get entangled with them.

After successfully taking the small blood pool, Song Changming immediately flew to the second location.

There was also a pool of blood there, but the difference was that some flesh and skin floated on the blood.

The essence of giant power contained in the flesh and skin is even more abundant than that in pure giant blood, making it Song Changming's first choice for collection.

However, this time the collection did not go so smoothly.

A strange beast, its body enveloped in water elemental energy, appeared, seeking to seize the blood pool from him.

Its body is filled with water elemental energy, as if it is dragging a large lake with it as it travels around. It is precisely because of this that its shape and appearance are not very clear, and only a few outlines can be vaguely seen.

Upon seeing Song Changming approach, it opened its mouth and spat out a spray of water.

The water droplets were as sharp as needles, lacking any of the gentleness of water itself. Instead, they were incredibly strong, capable of piercing through Song Changming's protective Grandmaster-level power. Even he himself had some of his skin scraped off by the water, causing him to feel numb, itchy, and stinging!

"Tsk." Song Changming underestimated the water, and even more so, the speed of the opponent's attack.

He immediately took a step back, unleashed his star field, and slashed out with his sword.

This strike could slay the three-headed black bird with its powerful backing, but it couldn't even penetrate the strange water surrounding the water beast.

The undulating waves completely neutralized the power of Song Changming's strike!
This was the first time Song Changming had ever seen anything like it, and he was quite surprised.

Even if this water beast wasn't as powerful as the giant or the immortal, it was by no means an ordinary beast.

Song Changming stared at the layer of water ripples surrounding the water beast, and with his divine sense, he finally noticed its extraordinary nature.

On the water, there was a faint sense of some kind of law at work.

Song Changming had once felt a similar power on that Star-Devouring Dragon, and had also seen similar power several times in the image fragments within the Witch God Stone fragments.

This power can only be understood intuitively, not explained in words. It is somewhat like the 'true meaning' in martial arts, but it seems to transcend it!

Song Changming suddenly thought of a word, a word that had appeared on his panel before.

Supernatural!
Many descriptions of Song Changming's physical characteristics mention supernatural abilities.

For example, the previous innate sword king characteristic allows one to develop sword-based divine abilities, the fire elemental spirit body allows one to develop fire-based divine abilities, and the lightning devourer allows one to develop lightning-based divine abilities.

Even the first thing he obtained, the Undying Dragon Body, was described as being able to develop the innate divine abilities of the dragon!
Supernatural powers are undoubtedly a great skill, and only those who reach the orange-level physical characteristics will have the words "supernatural powers can be developed" appear in the description.

Even so, after all these years, Song Changming still had no clue about developing supernatural powers, not even a hint of it. Until he saw the water beast in front of him and its incredibly conspicuous and strange water waves, he suddenly had an epiphany.

This is perhaps the unique supernatural ability of this water beast!
Song Changming took a deep look at the water ripples on the water beast, then turned and left.

He did not change his mind. Faced with this formidable opponent, he still chose to avoid confrontation for the time being. Even though he was curious about the opponent's supernatural abilities, he planned to wait until he had collected all the 'giant relics' in the area before making any moves.

Right now, we need to race against time and can't afford to delay even a little.

Relying on his abundant Grandmaster essence blood, Song Changming used the martial art of the Empty Cicada Step to accelerate his movement.

The water beast did not chase Song Changming, but instead began to devour the blood pool.

In the distance, the roars of mythical beasts from the mountains and seas, along with violent energy fluctuations, could be heard continuously.

Looking around, more and more creatures from the surrounding area have arrived and are vying for the giant's flesh and blood on the ground.

Song Changming moved through the crowd, his speed amplified by the overlapping of his Cicada Steps, making him appear like a ghostly phantom.

He quickly and silently arrived at a blood pool. While the two strange beasts were fighting, he first put all the giant blood from the blood pool into his Qiankun Ring.

Then, ignoring the two rampaging beasts, he vanished without a trace with a single leap.

After repeated efforts and quick movements, Song Changming had already reaped a great harvest in no time.

Of course, this also attracted many strange beasts who coveted him and chased after him all the way.

"Master, please help!"

Tang Kecha ran for his life, pursued by an ugly man with red skin, two horns on his head, and a mouthful of fangs.

"Rakshasa! It's Rakshasa!" Tang Kecha sensed Song Changming nearby through the Binding God Seal, and tears welled up in his eyes with excitement.

This is seeing hope for life in a desperate situation.

hum!
The golden blade energy rose like a divine dragon, seemingly ignoring spatial distance, traversing dozens of miles, and reaching the red-skinned Rakshasa directly.

Just as the Rakshasa was about to deliver the finishing blow to Tang Kecha, who had been caught up, he saw the golden blade energy pierce through the air. He saw the attack before he saw the opponent.

This powerful golden blade energy was clearly aimed at him.

The Rakshasa has unusual eyes, with black backgrounds and yellow pupils, revealing its ferocity.

Holding a large cleaver as tall as himself, he let out a heavy snort and brought it down.

A crimson blade aura swept across the area, seemingly accompanied by the howling of countless evil spirits, colliding with the golden blade aura.

boom!
The crimson and golden light intertwined and clashed, ultimately resulting in a draw!

It was just a pity for Tang Kecha, who was caught in the middle and almost had his body and soul torn apart by these two peerless sword energies!

Fortunately, he had a way to save his life in the critical moment, which allowed him to barely escape with his life.

"It's so bitter, so bitter..." He rolled on the ground in a sorry state, vomiting blood and crying out in agony.

Sure enough, it's not that easy to run rampant in this world.

Fortunately, he survived this wave.

"You three may leave," Song Changming said as he passed by Tang Kecha.

At the same time, the Binding God Seal was used to inform Fran and Biyugen.

Their situation was equally dire; with their cultivation levels, they had no chance of competing with the powerful beings who had arrived here for the giant's flesh and blood.

It's like these three lambs suddenly wandering into a forest full of carnivorous dinosaurs.

If we don't run now, we're doomed.

In fact, the three of them had already realized that something was wrong, but without Song Changming's orders, they could not retreat on their own.

Now that he had received the order, he felt a great weight lifted off his shoulders.

"Master, please be careful!" Tang Kecha said, and hurriedly used his magic to escape.

Song Changming paid him little attention; his focus was entirely on the red-skinned Rakshasa in front of him.

Rakshasa are undoubtedly one of the native creatures of the original continent.

His reputation is quite significant, after all, even Tang Kecha could recognize his identity and background at a glance, which speaks volumes.

"mortal?"

When Rakshasa saw Song Changming wielding his sword, he seemed surprised that the sword strike that had been equally powerful against him was actually delivered by a mere mortal.

Luocha tilted his head and looked at Song Changming again and again.

Suddenly, he sprang up and slashed at Song Changming with his sword.

His speed was so fast that Song Changming could only see a streak of blood approaching him in that instant.

clang!
The clash of metal, two completely different ultimate forces, caused the spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles to be completely dispersed.

Below the star field, Song Changming's power now far exceeds that of two thousand dragon forces, but this Rakshasa can still suppress him in terms of power!
The fact that physical strength was at a disadvantage was extremely rare in the past.

After that, the two exchanged a few more blows, their swords clashing, and neither could gain the upper hand.

Song Changming used the Cicada Step to maneuver around, while Rakshasa followed closely behind, her speed no slower than his.

It's like a creature born for battle; a madness grows stronger and fiercer with each battle, giving the impression that he gets stronger the more he fights.

Song Changming didn't even have a chance to catch his breath, constantly holding his breath and dealing with the situation.

On the Rakshasa's greatsword, streaks of blood, like crimson thorns, gradually spread across its surface, making the sword as heavy as a mountain. A bloody wind swept through, as if ten thousand ghosts were breaking free from their cages.

"drink!"

This strike sent Song Changming flying dozens of miles away!
If the God-Devouring Blade weren't so tough now, it would probably have broken in the face of that terrifying strike.

Song Changming tumbled through the air, landed slightly unsteadily, and only regained his balance after traveling a great distance.

"Good heavens!" Song Changming muttered to himself as he looked at his hands holding the knife.

Blood was seeping from his tiger's mouth, and his arms were numb; clearly, it was not easy for him to withstand the blow.

Rakshasa's blood was boiling, but he also felt the suppression of the star field on him.

"Fake stars, holiday moons, you think you can suppress me?"

The Rakshasa's blood energy surged, transforming into a hideous ghost-faced phantom that sheltered him within.

hum!
This ghostly figure directly confronted Song Changming's star field, preventing the Rakshasa within it from being affected by the star field.

The next moment, Rakshasa flashed and instantly closed in on Song Changming again.

But this time he didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he looked Song Changming up and down with some doubt.

"You possess a natural power of suppression against me. Where does that come from?"

(End of this chapter)