Unlimited priesthood

Chapter 111 Blood God

"This is……"

"Blood Transformation into a Dragon?"

"not good!"

Meanwhile, in the living quarters, Zhong Qin was also startled by the sudden commotion. Seeing the eerie giant shadow that pierced through the factory, she immediately picked up the communicator: "Captain, Captain, Blood God Cultists have appeared in the eastern suburbs, and they are carrying a Blood Transformation Dragon. Requesting support!"

"The Blood God Cult!?"

Teng Manyun's voice came from the other end of the communicator: "Hold on, I'm coming right away!"

"Yes!"

Zhong Qin hung up the call and looked ahead. It was already in chaos. Pig heads were running around everywhere, and the entire farm was filled with the terrified screams of the pigs.

"Shen He!"

Without a second thought, Zhong Qin immediately drew the laser gun issued by the Special Affairs Bureau and was about to step forward to provide support.

Meanwhile, inside the factory, the Blood-Transforming Dragon opened its blood-red maw and caught several large pigs that had fallen, as if catching beans. Then, its sharp teeth sliced ​​them apart, and blood spurted out.

On its back stood several men in red robes, all draped in blood-red hooded robes, their faces shrouded in shadow, only their sinister outlines visible.

Needless to say, this equipment belongs to a cultist.

Shen He looked at them, and they also noticed Shen He, as well as Zhong Qin who was rushing over from behind with weapons.

"Um!?"

"How many third-tier spirit beasts are left?"

"Looks like the Blood Transformation Flood Dragon will have a good feast this time!"

"Oh no, that girl is from the Special Affairs Bureau!"

"Take them down, and finish this quickly!"

Upon seeing Zhong Qin rushing into the arena, the tone of several evil god cultists changed, and they immediately took to the air and cast spells. Streams of blood arrows instantly condensed and shot towards Shen He and Zhong Qin in a barrage.

"Be careful, they are the Blood God Cult..."

"hold head high!!!"

Zhong Qin, who was rushing over, was about to give a warning, but before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a deafening dragon roar. Golden light suddenly rose up and transformed into eighteen dragon shadows that rushed out and bombarded the Blood-Transformed Flood Dragon and several evil god cultists.

"not good!!!"

The pupils of several evil god cultists shrank, and they immediately flew towards the blood-transformed dragon beneath them.

"Puff!"

A strange sound was heard, and the three cultists of the evil god pounced on the Blood Transformation Dragon, but they were instantly absorbed into the Blood Transformation Dragon's body like water droplets, and disappeared without a trace.

Only two slower cultists remained outside the Blood-Transformed Flood Dragon. A single step could mean the difference between life and death, as the dozen or so dragon-shaped streams of energy had already broken through their rain of bloody arrows and crashed down like missiles, engulfing them and the Blood-Transformed Flood Dragon.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar erupted, causing the earth to tremble and mountains to shake.

The blood-transformed dragon was engulfed by the golden light, and the explosion caused its enormous body to crash to the ground.

Shen He stood outside the arena, but his movements never stopped. He channeled his true energy again, and a series of Dragon Subduing Palm techniques burst forth, like a missile barrage, overwhelming and bombarding the dilapidated factory.

"Lulu!"

The Spirit Tooth Pig and a group of pig minions who had managed to escape huddled in the back, trembling as they watched Shen He bombard them relentlessly.

This was the first time they had ever seen Shen He display such a ferocious side.

How terrifying, how terrifying! An angry owner is so scary.

Not only were the pigs trembling in fear behind, but Zhong Qin, who had rushed over with weapons, was also stunned, staring at Shen He who had unleashed hundreds of Dragon Subduing Palm strikes, at a loss for words.

Such abundant true energy?
His fourth-level martial arts cultivation was not achieved through skill enhancement or quick fixes with medication.
And then there's the attack interval, the speed at which true energy recovers...

How could his body, his meridians, his dantian withstand such a violent output of true energy?
Is it some kind of special job bonus?

Zhong Qin was filled with doubt and uncertainty, and found it even more difficult to speak for a moment.

Looking ahead, Shen He finally gave up, pushing out both palms, sending a gust of wind sweeping forward, clearing away the dust and revealing the ravaged earth.

"Broken walls and ruins" is not enough to describe it. The steel factory has been completely leveled. The ground is covered with red crystals, which are the crystallized products formed by the violent bombardment and heavy compression of soil and steel by the Dragon Subduing Palm force, under the terrifying heat and force.

In summary, it was a huge pit, a huge pit as red as charcoal fire.

Inside the fire pit, there was a strange, gelatinous substance that had shriveled up. It looked like donkey-hide gelatin protein that had been boiled at high temperatures, but it also had a twisted vitality. Even though the temperature in the pit was high enough to incinerate steel, it could not be ignited, let alone turned into ashes.

"This is a Blood-Transformed Flood Dragon!"

Zhong Qin caught up: "The evil god's followers cultivated by the Blood God Cult are formed from a large amount of flesh and blood and evil power. They possess a certain degree of immortality, and their vitality is comparable to that of a fifth-tier martial arts professional. Only sufficient yang power, such as the Dragon Tiger Divine Qi from the Xingyi Divine Martial Scripture, can inflict fatal damage on them..."

"puff!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a strange sound rang out, and the blood mass in the pit exploded, sending a bloody shadow flying out and hurtling straight at Shen He's face.

Shen He, however, had anticipated this and, without dodging or avoiding, threw a powerful punch straight at Shen He.

"boom!!!"

The two sides clashed with a loud bang, like the clang of metal, and sparks flew everywhere.

Shen He remained indifferent, his fist slamming down in front of him. Golden light flowed around him, condensing into nine dragon shadows that coiled on his battle armor, equipping him with a spirit-controlling body. Beneath his fist, a figure froze, gradually revealing its form—a terrifying monster that appeared humanoid at first glance, but was actually covered in scales, its face a gaping, bloody maw.

Exactly...

"A Jiao Transformation Envoy!?"

Zhong Qin exclaimed in alarm, "It's the Blood God Cult's Flood Dragon Transformation Envoy! He has fused the power of the Blood Transformation Flood Dragon with the power of other Blood God Cult members, and his overall strength has reached the fifth rank! Shen He, get out of the way quickly..."

"boom!!!"

With a loud bang, the qi surged forth, but Shen He remained unmoved. The dragon-transformed envoy covered in scales was thrown out and fell back into the fire pit, the scales on his hands cracking with spiderweb-like fissures.

"..."

Zhong Qin stood there, stunned, her eyes wide with disbelief.

If the Blood-Transformed Flood Dragon is merely thick-skinned and relies on the Blood God's immortal evil power to gain vitality comparable to a fifth-tier professional, then the Flood Dragon Transformer is a complete fifth-tier professional, possessing not only intelligence, but also speed, attack, and defense that are all comparable.

Even so, he was still severely injured by a single punch!
Could it be that he...?

Before Zhong Qin could recover from her shock, Shen He leaped up and plunged into the fiery pit.

Seeing him rushing towards him like this, the severely injured dragon transformation master had no choice but to brace himself and use his claws and teeth to tear at him. His blood-red mouth was wide open, with sharp teeth interlocking and ten fingers like hooks, all of which were scarlet.

It is the evil power of the Blood God that has corrosive properties, and can easily tear apart even martial arts true essence.

Despite the attack, Shen He did not dodge. He unleashed a powerful punch, clashing with the claws and fangs. The Blood God's evil power clashed with the martial arts true essence, but Shen He could not break through. Instead, the scales and claws of the attack were shattered by the attack.

Dragon and Tiger Divine Power!

In the world of Spirit Control, after a thousand years of honing his skills, Shen He, who had remained at the fifth rank, had reached an unparalleled level in his understanding of Form and Intent Divine Martial Arts and his cultivation of Dragon and Tiger Divine Qi.

Although this is the real world, and his cultivation level is only at the fourth level, and he has not yet refined the Martial Golden Core, he can still use his true essence to condense the Dragon Tiger Divine Qi. This is the same principle as when he compressed his Qi to the extreme at the second level to condense it into the third-level Qi Yuan, or even the fourth-level true essence. It is even easier, since the Dragon Tiger Divine Qi is a technique, not a fundamental cultivation method.

Skill is technique, but mastery is foundation. Technique can be mastered through skill, but mastery can only be achieved through diligent practice.

Faced with Shen He's true essence condensed into the Dragon-Tiger Divine Qi, the Blood God Evil Power of this Jiao Transformation Envoy was clearly no match.

But this did not deter him; instead, it fueled his madness. The intertwining of human reason and the madness of the evil god led him to make a final desperate move, lunging straight at Shen He with both claws.

However, Shen He also extended his claws, using both hands to break through his moves with a grab and a pull. Then he struck with his claws, his ten fingers hooking down, carrying the Dragon and Tiger Divine Qi, tearing heavily into the opponent's neck.

When dragon and tiger intertwine, strength and gentleness are combined!
"boom!!!"

"puff!!!"

With a clang, like metal clashing, and a dull thud of flesh and blood, Shen He crossed his claws and tore open the throat and neck bones of the dragon-transformed envoy, along with the layer of scales on the surface of his skin.

The faceless, hollow head, now only a bloody mouth, fell to the ground and was pulverized by a powerful kick.

"The Berserker class has gained 1357605 class experience points!"

The job panel twitched slightly, displaying a notification of experience gained.

Upon seeing this, Shen He stopped what he was doing, grabbed the corpse of the dragon-transformed creature, and leaped out of the fire pit.

"who!"

Beside the fire pit, Zhong Qin watched cautiously. When she saw a dark shadow suddenly fly out, she was so frightened that she retreated as if facing a formidable enemy.

"It's me. Be careful, don't let it go off."

Looking at the laser gun in her hand, Shen He shook his head and threw the corpse of the dragon-transformation envoy on the ground.

"It is you!"

Seeing that he was unharmed, Zhong Qin finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down the laser gun that was ready to fire, and stepped forward to examine the corpse of the dragon-transformation envoy: "You actually killed it?"

"if not?"

Shen He glanced at her: "Do you still want to capture it alive?"

"That was not what I meant!"

Zhong Qin shook her head: "What I mean is that you were actually able to kill it? This is a follower of an evil god, comparable to a fifth-tier professional. How could you kill it?"

“It’s not that exaggerated.”

Shen He also shook his head: "This Blood Transformation Flood Dragon should not have grown up yet, otherwise they would not have come here to seek blood food. As a result, I took the initiative and the Flood Dragon Transformation was hastily formed, and its combat power was greatly reduced, obviously inferior to a fifth-level professional."

"But that's a Jiao Transformation Envoy!"

Zhong Qin stared at him: "With that evil god and its evil power existing, ordinary martial arts true essence can't kill it at all, unless you master Xingyi Shengang..."

"Wow, you really mastered Xingyi Shengang! I thought you were joking when you borrowed money to buy the Xingyi Shenwu Scripture last time!"

As she spoke, she realized what was going on, and a hint of resentment appeared in her eyes: "We agreed to work ourselves to the bone together, but you secretly stayed ahead. Sure enough, all you academic superstars are top students, always secretly working hard, completely disregarding the feelings of us academic underachievers. How infuriating!"

Shen He: “…”

Zhong Qin put her hands on her hips, puffed out her chest, and said, "I don't care, you have to teach me when you have time later, I want to practice Xingyi Shengang too!"

"Yes, yes, I will."

Shen He readily agreed.

At the same time, a roar echoed in the sky as a fighter jet swept in, pressing down on the airspace above his Green Mountain Pig Farm.

(End of this chapter)