Practice begins with immortality

"It looks like it's about time." Wang Bai said softly, his figure gradually disappeared in the air, as if merging into the void.

A moment later, an invisible force emerged from all directions, tightly enveloping the entire sect.

"Why does this feel a bit strange?" a disciple who had just returned to the mountain gate muttered to himself. He felt that the atmosphere around him was a little strange, and a sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Suddenly, thousands of blood-red sword energies descended from the sky, dense and heavy like raindrops. These sword energies carried a fierce killing intent, continuously strangling the disciples of the Demon Blood Sect.

"Enemy attack! Hurry!" a disciple shouted in fear. However, before he could finish his words, he was shattered by the sword energy. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the ground red.

At the same time, many people realized the danger was approaching and tried to flee. However, when they reached the edge of the sect, they found that they could not pass through that area. A closer look revealed that countless tiny spatial gaps had appeared there, like a fine net, surrounding the entire sect.

"These... these are spatial cracks!" Xuehun cried out in shock. His eyes widened as he took in the scene before him, his heart filled with fear and despair. He knew all too well the terrifying nature of spatial cracks; if they were accidentally touched, even a cultivator of the same realm would be shredded.

At this moment, the entire Demon Blood Sect was plunged into chaos. People fled in all directions, unable to find a safe way out. Sword energy came like a violent storm, each strike taking a life.

"It's working well." Wang Bai nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the gap in space that surrounded the entire Demon Blood Sect. He knew the power of his move. Once trapped in it, escape would be almost impossible.

This method is a trapping and killing formation that Wang Bo carefully created by combining "momentum" with the ability of the Konggui to create space gaps, and incorporating the means of setting up formations.

"Legend has it that there is a great master of formations who can create formations out of thin air. I guess he uses the power of heaven and earth to set up the formations." Wang Bai thought to himself.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul cultivators in the Demon Blood Sect had gathered together and began to discuss countermeasures.

The yellow-robed elder stood among the crowd, looking around solemnly. He then took a deep breath and shouted, "I wonder who you are, and why are you attacking our sect? Please come out and discuss this. Perhaps this is just a misunderstanding." His voice echoed throughout the Demon Blood Sect.

"No reason, just because I wanted to do it." Hundreds of thousands of the Demon Blood Sect's disciples had been slaughtered, countless blood-red lights surging into the killing sword. Wang Bai also appeared and spoke to them.

“…I don’t know what sect you are from. Maybe I know your senior master.” The old man in yellow robe suppressed his anger and said in a low voice.

"No sect or faction. Okay, no more nonsense, you dogs, come at me together! Today I will use you useless dogs to feed my life weapon!" Wang Bai picked up the killing sword and pointed it at them, saying indifferently.

"Insanity!"

"Haha, who do you think you are? Do you think you are a Divine Transformation Supreme? I want to see what confidence you have!"

Seeing this, everyone was furious and rushed towards Wang Bai.

"Soul-Severing Sword: Double."

The Nascent Soul cultivator who was rushing in the front was suddenly hit by two somewhat illusory long swords.

Then, the man screamed and fell from mid-air. His Nascent Soul was severely damaged and he fainted.

There are three styles of Heart Sword. Except for the Demon-Slaying Style, the remaining two styles of Heart Sword correspond to the Nascent Soul and God Transformation cultivators respectively.

Normally, there can only be one Heart Sword phantom, but if one practices the Void God Technique and develops the Nascent Soul phantom, one can condense another Heart Sword projection.

Although the projection is not as powerful as the real heart sword, if the two are used at the same time, the power should not be underestimated.

After arriving in Xizhou, Wang Bai began to practice the Xushen Jue, and he has achieved some results so far: his Nascent Soul was faintly covered by a larger Nascent Soul shadow.

"So strong!" Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and then they stopped thinking about slacking off and took out their trump cards.

Then a black light filled with foul air hit Wang Bai. Wang Bai did not dodge or evade, but took it head-on.

"I hit him! Hurry up!" Wan Ming took out his magic weapon and said ecstatically.

Seeing this, everyone used their strongest killing moves.

"Blood Claw of the Underworld!"

"Blood Transforming Divine Sword!"

The most powerful killing move among them was performed by the Blood Soul.

I saw a huge blood-red sword standing between heaven and earth like a towering mountain. The sword body was flashing with a heart-pounding red light, as if it was a ferocious monster, emitting endless pressure.

"Demon Slaying Immortal Sword Technique!" Blood Soul roared, his voice like thunder, echoing throughout the space. As his words fell, the greatsword slashed down with unparalleled force, ripping the void apart. A terrifying sword aura swept across the four directions, sending chills down one's spine.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Your trick is good, now it belongs to me."

Xuehun turned around in astonishment, only to find that Wang Bai had quietly appeared behind him with a faint smile on his face.

"What?" Xuehun widened his eyes and looked at Wang Bai in disbelief.

"The Heavenly Demon Sword Technique to Kill Immortals!" Wang Bai mercilessly used the same sword technique as Xuehun, and the giant sword suddenly slashed down with even more terrifying power.

The Blood Soul had no time to react before the giant sword cut his body in half. Blood sprayed into the air, forming a shocking blood mist.

"What kind of monster are you..." Before dying, Blood Soul muttered to himself unwillingly, but unfortunately, he would never know the answer.