Chapter 130 Recognizing the Owner by Dropping Blood

Everyone was shocked by the roar. The next moment, a surging power from Xiao Chen's body was sent out, and the entire stage was shaking. The ghost claw on the ground was suddenly shattered, and then he rushed to Luo Shangyan like a meteor.

In a flash, he flew over and sent Luo Shangyan back with a swung of his sleeve, while Ling Yingfeng's palm completely hit on his back.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood gushed out as Xiao Chen fell back to the stage. Blood was still bleeding from his mouth. The punch had almost broken his heart and meridians. But at the next moment, something strange happened.

All his blood drops gathered together and flowed to the Blood Lotus Demon Blade in his hand. The red radiance of the blade suddenly surged countless times as the blade also started to vibrate. A faint, horrible voice rose from the inside. "Blood..."

The people's faces changed. It was not because of the strange voice came from the blade. They saw Xiao Chen's eyes turned purple, and his body was surrounded by countless red beams which were connecting to the red radiance of the blade as if Xiao Chen and the blade had become one.

The red radiance was glowing more and more brilliant as if it became the only color between heaven and earth. Everyone's faces were shone red, and finally, someone could not help but cry out, "Recognizing the owner by dropping blood! It's recognizing the owner by dropping blood!"

Every Legendary Weapon had its own spirit. Recognizing the owner by dropping blood was the most mysterious and evil way of Legendary Weapon's ownership recognition. Unless there was a great fortune, it was impossible for a Legendary Weapon to recognize its owner by blood drips. Once the process was done, this weapon would accompany its master for life, and no one else could wield it at all.

The Blood Lotus Demon Blade was accidentally acquired by the ancestor of the He family, but it had never recognized its owner for hundreds of years. Its name was also taken by the ancestor of the He family, but its real origin was unknown.

Ling Yingfeng's eyes narrowed, and he punched at Xiao Chen, whistling. The massive palm force directly caused the nearby tiles to fly. Xiao Chen was not afraid at all. A sly smile appeared on his mouth. He lifted the blade as the whole stage trembled. When the blade fell, it looked like a long rainbow and kept whistling. Everyone was shocked upon seeing and hearing this.

The dazzling red radiance was more than 30 meters long, and it collided with the golden palm print. There came the sound of rumbling. More than half of the stage collapsed, the whole square was suddenly filled with dust. Cultivators who were close to the stage were sent backward by the two strokes of power.

Although this was not a war once seen in a century, it made countless people secretly admire them. The power demonstrated by the two men did not belong to a normal Core Forming Realm cultivator. At this point, Ling Yingfeng's clothes were almost broken. Xiao Chen's strike was incredibly fierce. If he hadn't cast the Blood Yin Incantation, he would've become another dead spirit under that blade.

In the distance, Ling Yuanshan saw things were going south, and he worried that the Blood Yin Incantation cannot last any longer. He hurriedly shouted, "Yingfeng! Get down!"

Ling Yingfeng's eyes are fierce, and he was cracking the knuckles of his fingers. He thought that he was the young master of the Ling family, yet he had been defeated by an unknown youth again and again. How could he be willing to get off the stage? He roared as a layer of golden light wrapped up his body instantly. Like a mad angry beast, he rushed toward Xiao Chen.

The heavy and fierce force sent the sand and stones on the stage flying. Facing the unparalleled power, Xiao Chen turned a blind eye, and the corner of his mouth curved in a weird, horrifying smile. The next moment, a suffocating murderous aura spread out around him. A dense murderous aura instantly filled the whole mountain gate square. Everyone was appalled. How could a person have such a heavy murderous aura?

The murderous aura did not come from Xiao Chen but the Blood Lotus Demon Blade in his hand, as if a demonic spirit that had been sleeping for thousands of years was awakened. Suddenly the sky was getting dark, and numerous large dark clouds were gathering, blocking the sun. It was as if the day instantly fell into the eternal night.

Fear rose from the bottom of everyone's hearts. It was dark all around. On the stage, a red beam and a golden beam were rapidly approaching. Xiao Chen raised his blade and brought it down. The red blade radiance was nearly a hundred meters long, and it looked like it fell from the sky. The bloodthirsty blade radiance moved to Ling Yingfeng quickly and was about to annihilate this man's body and soul.

With a huge rumble, the blade radiance and palm force met like two meteorites from outer space collided. The whole stage collapsed instantly. The shock wave spread around and turned the flowers and trees in the square into dust in a split second. Fortunately, the elders had propped up barriers in time to protect their disciples.

After a long time, the dark clouds gradually parted. Xiao Chen still had purple eyes, and his body was full of red demonic radiance. Ling Yingfeng was lying in the rubble, and his chest was cut with a nearly two feet long horrible wound with blood. Blood was spilling out like a spring. Obviously, he could no longer fight.

However, Xiao Chen's murderous intent did not disperse. Instead, it became heavier and heavier. He held the Blood Lotus Demon Blade and walked step by step toward Ling Yingfeng like Wuchang of the nether world. His murderous intent almost turned into substance and made everyone under the stage dare not move. But everyone knew that if he killed Ling Yingfeng today, the Ling family would never let this go.

"Amitabha..." Just then, a Buddha's name rang out like a long-echoing bell from an ancient temple in a remote mountain which lingered at everyone's ears for a long time.

Xiao Chen knew this was the Mind-clearing Mantra of Master Xuanji. Suddenly, he felt a clearness in his heart, and the red radiance immediately dispersed. His eyes also gradually restored to the original color, and his murderous aura gradually dissipated. He coldly looked at Ling Yingfeng and said, "I'll save your life today. You take care of yourself!"

The reason why he had so much murderous aura was because he saw Ling Yingfeng attacking Luo Shangyan. After saying so, he turned and walked away from the stage. Just as he had taken a few steps, Luo Shangyan suddenly screamed, "Be careful!"

His Divine Sense was so sharp that he turned and swept with his blade. A 3-meter-long red radiance flew out. "Slash!" Blood splashed. Ling Yingfeng, who wanted to sneak attack, was hit by this strike, and his arms were cut off. Many female disciples who had not yet responded screamed aloud.

"Just can't let you live!" Xiao Chen thundered as his murderous intent surged again. He raised his blade and was going to cut off Ling Yingfeng's neck. Suddenly, a figure flew over and blocked his blade—it was Ling Yuanshan.

Ling Yuanshan, the second elder of the Ling family, was sophisticated, and he reached late Core Forming Realm many years ago, which made him an enemy not be underestimated. He said coldly, "Young man, don't push everything too far!" When he said this, he had moved a hundred meters away with the half-dead Ling Yingfeng and the broken arms.

"Hey hey." Xiao Chen sneered. "Push too far?" "If I hadn't noticed in time, wouldn't I have died now?"

In the distance, people came to their senses. Many elders whispered to their disciples, "This man is too fierce and cruel to approach him in the future, let alone provoking him."

At this point, Xiaoyue, who had been standing in the distance, walked over with light steps and said lightly, "Since it's a battle of life and death, we won't interfere with the death or injury. What I didn't expect is that Brother Xiao has so many hidden secrets." When she spoke, her eyes swept over the Blood Lotus Demon Blade intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiao Chen smiled coldly and said in a low voice, "Your Thousand Feathers Sect also has no less secrets..." Before he finished, Xiaoyue's face had a slight change but immediately recovered. She said with a light smile, "Brother Xiao, are you ok?"

"Don't need you to worry about me." Speaking of which, he tapped his toe gently and flew over to Yu Yifeng. While passing by Sikong Yun, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Sect Leader Sikong, for ruining your place a lot." Sikong Yun shook his head and smiled bitterly. He did not speak.

Landing beside Yu Yifeng and the other people, Luo Shangyan immediately held him and pushed True Energy to his body. In fact, at the moment, he was already at the end of the buff, and the side-effects of the Immolation Spell of the Three Elements was about to attack him. Yu Yifeng seemed to notice this and immediately said farewell to Sikong Yun. Then, he took out the flying sword, carrying Xiao Chen down the mountain to the city of the Wu Province.

Originally, they should stay in the Widespread Wintriness Sect for these three days. But due to the incident just now, it was not good to let Xiao Chen continue to stay here. Mu Chengxue also took out her flying sword, carried Luo Shangyan, and followed up. The rest of the people stayed here, waiting for the arrangement of Xiaoyue.

Even though the sun is falling, the city of Wu Province was still full of people. The four of them found an inn and rented a separate yard. The side-effects of Xiao Chen's Immolation Spell of the Three Elements finally arrived. Luo Shangyan had a good healing ability, so after six hours, he got a little better.

At this point, it was already dark at night. The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and its clear light sprinkled all over the courtyard like water. Xiao Chen opened the door and walked out. His face was still a little pale. He looked at the lonely moon in the sky and sighed softly.

"Creak." The door of the west room gently opened. Luo Shangyan paced out slowly and saw him laden with anxiety. She asked lightly, "Why haven't you rest? Are you feeling better?"

Xiao Chen turned his head. The moonlight fell on her face and drew the outline of a beautiful face. He smiled and said, "I'm fine now."

Luo Shangyan gently walked beside him and whispered, "Still thinking about what happened today?"

Now that he had completely turned against the Ling family, they would never let this go. But he did not worry about this matter. He shook his head and said, "Elder Sister Luo, don't be as rash as you were today."

Since thousands of years ago, he had lost too many people. He did not want to lose anyone else around him. When he saw Ling Yingfeng punch at her today, he almost wanted to die.

Luo Shangyan didn't speak. After being silent for a long time, she said, "I heard Brother Yifeng say what you're going to do. Three days later, I plan to go with you to Wuwang Wind Cloud City."

Xiao Chen nodded his head, thinking that she probably heard about the Soul-consuming Evil Flowers. Last year, Perfected Immortal Zixu was investigating the matter and disappeared, so she was eager to find out.

However, he himself did not think that Wuwang Wind Cloud City had anything to do with the flowers. He thought this was only an excuse for Xiaoyue to deal with Wuwang Wind Cloud City. Recently, many cultivators had disappeared. This might not be Wuwang Wind Cloud City's doing.

But why did Xiaoyue want to deal with Wuwang Wind Cloud City? He vaguely felt that the Thousand Feathers Sect had hidden too many secrets. This was a sect founded by Qianyu Nishang thousands of years ago. What exactly were the hidden secrets? Was it related to himself?

Why did Qianyu Nishang establish such a sect thousands of years ago, and what exactly happened thousands of years ago? Out of the five major sects, why were there only Thousand Feathers Sect and Wuyin Monastery left now?

There were so many questions that he must find out.