C1 Stripping the Blood of God

The Flowing Maple Region, the Myriad Ridge, is a hundred thousand miles long, surrounded by clouds and mist as if it were a paradise on earth!

The Taiyan Sect that controlled an area of 500,000km in the area of mountains and rivers and the 36 great Dynasties was situated within it.

Violet Qi from the east and golden sunlight sprinkled onto the Azure Dragon Main Peak, causing this legendary mountain that was transformed from an Azure Dragon to seem extraordinarily divine.

The peak of the Azure Dragon was the dojo of the Taiyan Sect. In the center of the dojo stood an altar made of black stone. Countless runes were engraved on it, and it emitted a mysterious and ancient aura.

Around the altar, eight hundred zhang tall statues of gods surrounded it. They were the eight legendary supreme saints.

Around the altar, thousands of young men dressed in feathered clothes and with extraordinary weapons sat cross-legged. Their eyes were burning with passion as they stared at a young man dressed in coarse linen clothes on the altar, like a pack of hungry wolves staring at a sheep.

"I hereby announce that I will seize Nie Chen's divine body and refine his divine blood!" On the altar, a middle-aged man with a cold gaze and imposing aura spoke with a loud voice.

The middle-aged man was called Hong Bingkun, and he was the head of the Taiyan Sect's Disciplinary Hall!

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire dojo erupted into an uproar.

"Nie Chen entered the Taiyan Sect when he was six years old, and he has a divine body now. He has consumed countless natural treasures, and his cultivation has declined instead of advancing. He has regressed from the fifth level of Qi Refining to the first level of Qi Refining. This is a disgrace to our Taiyan Sect!"

" His foster father, Nie Cangqiong, poured most of his resources on him for his sake. He ruined all of them. If it were anyone else, they would have been able to cultivate quite a few geniuses! How detestable! "

"If it weren't for him, Nie Cangqiong wouldn't have colluded with the Demon King to lead the eighteen generals of the Battle Hall into the depths of the Heavenly Demon Realm. They would have been completely wiped out, and the sect would have suffered heavy losses. He would have become a sinner of the Taiyan Sect for thousands of years!"

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Thousands of people criticized Nie Chen's crimes one after another, as if he was truly unpardonable.

"Hahaha..." Nie Chen sneered, his eyes swept across the crowd one by one, and his laughter grew louder and louder, actually overshadowing the voices of thousands of people.

"Nie Cangqiong has fought countless battles for the Taiyan Sect throughout his life, and has performed countless extraordinary feats. If it wasn't for him, the Grand Yan Sect would have been destroyed by the Devil Sect long ago... " Nie Chen slowly stood up, his figure tall and straight. "Now you believe in my words and slander him. Nail his name on the pillar of shame and be spurned by tens of thousands of people. Ridiculous, ridiculous! "

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Just as Nie Chen had said, without Nie Firmament, there wouldn't be today's Tai Yan Sect.

"Nie Firmament colluded with the Demon King to harm his fellow disciples. Even if he had made a great contribution in the past, it would still be a disgrace to the Tai Yan Sect!"

"Yes, he's a traitor of the Tai Yan Sect, a sinner!"

"The crime of betraying the sect shall be the death of nine generations!"

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"Hehe, colluding with the Devil King? Who has evidence? Who saw it with their own eyes?" Nie Chen sneered.

For a moment, no one knew how to answer. Because everyone here couldn't bring out any solid evidence.

"Confirming his betrayal based on a single person's words and guesses, what a joke! Ridiculous!" Nie Chen's voice was even more furious as it soared into the sky.

"Impudent!" Hong Bingkun shouted loudly, and a pressure as vast as a mountain and sea came out. Even the air trembled, and the pressure made people unable to breathe.

Nie Chen felt his entire body sink, and the terrifying pressure made all the bones in his body creak, as if they were about to shatter.

However, he gritted his teeth and held on. He slowly raised his head and looked at Hong Bingkun coldly, causing Hong Bingkun to feel a chill down his spine.

"This child must not be left alive!" A strange thought appeared in Hong Bingkun's mind as killing intent appeared in his eyes.

One! A trash whose cultivation had disappeared had actually caused the Disciplinary Hall's First Seat to feel threatened. No one would believe it even if they told others, but Hong Bingkun knew that his premonition was right!

"Didn't you all want my God's blood? Why do you have to find such a lousy reason!" Nie Chen's face revealed a ferocious expression, "In ancient times, there were gods who cut off their bones and returned their parents' flesh to their parents. Today, I, Nie Chen, have destroyed my own divine body. Return the divine blood to the Tai Yan Sect. From now on, I have nothing to do with the Tai Yan Sect! "

Once he finished speaking, Nie Chen endured the pressure that was like a mountain and turned around to walk towards the center of the altar. Every step he took was as heavy as a thousand kilograms, and he left behind a footprint that was an inch deep on the ground.

Everyone was shocked. Under the pressure of the Disciplinary Hall's First Seat, a First Level Refinement Realm trash could still walk!

One had to know, among the elite disciples present, there were probably only three to five people who could do this!

Even if they lost their cultivation, their divine bodies were still incomparably powerful!

When they thought of the opportunity they had to obtain the divine blood, everyone's gazes became heated once again.

Under everyone's naked gazes, Nie Chen finally arrived in front of the sacrificial furnace in the center of the altar.

The sacrificial furnace itself was a furnace. Under the furnace, there was a raging fire. The medicinal soup in the furnace was boiling, and the heat was oppressive.

Nie Chen looked at the faces of the crowd, and jumped in with a resolute expression.

"Hiss -"

Boundless heatwaves assaulted him. Nie Chen felt as if he was in a sea of fire, or as if he was placed in a pot of oil. His entire body was about to be cooked. It was completely red, and endless pain crazily assaulted him.

The temperature of this medicinal soup was extremely high. It could even melt steel. If it was an ordinary person, they would turn into blood the moment they entered.

Although Nie Chen had a divine body and would not be refined, the pain that went deep into his soul did not reduce in the slightest. It was even more unbearable because his consciousness was awake. Even if he were to be dismembered by five horses or dismembered into thousands of pieces, it would still be nothing!

However, Nie Chen gritted his teeth and did not even let out a cry of pain.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Their scalps were numb. If it were anyone else, they would have probably committed suicide long ago.

The Divine Blood in Nie Chen's body had already merged with his body. It would not be so easy to take it out by force.

Hong Bingkun and the seven Taiyan Sect Elders looked at each other and nodded. The eight of them formed hand seals at the same time and shot out eight rays of divine light. Like eight rainbows, they shot into the sky and into the eight stone statues.

"Receive the divine power of the previous saint, form the Heavenly Evil Blood Refining Formation, take it away!" Hong Bingkun shouted.

"Take it away!"

The other seven shouted at the same time, their voices loud like a bell.

Eight even more dazzling divine radiance shot out from between the brows of the eight stone statues, and they condensed together to form an ancient and profound formation that suppressed downwards. At the same time, the chanting of ancient sages faintly sounded out in the void.

Divine!

Authority!

To make all living things worship!

The thousands of people in the dojo all lowered their heads and prayed respectfully and piously. However, there was one exception, and that was - Nie Chen!

Nie Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the eight Saint stone statues. There was not the slightest reverence in his eyes. Instead, there was a trace of bewilderment and a feeling of familiarity surged into his heart.

In the end, he was still unable to resist and allowed the formation to suppress him. In that instant, all the essence, energy, and spirit in his body seemed to have been stripped away, and his mind became absent-minded.

"Drip!"

A drop of golden blood flowed out from between Nie Chen's eyebrows and dripped into the cauldron. However, it did not dissolve into water, but instead floated on the surface of the water.

Divine blood!

Each drop was comparable to a thousand-year-old medicine. One drop could reduce the effort by several decades! It could even help one reconstruct their physique and be reborn anew. Everyone stared fixedly at the divine blood, and their breathing became heavy.

As time passed, drops of golden blood were extracted from Nie Chen's body, and they emitted a sacred and powerful aura, causing everyone present to madly jump.

At this moment, Nie Chen's consciousness gradually blurred, and an image vaguely appeared in his mind. The sun was like blood, mountains and rivers were shattered, and 800,000 iron-blooded warriors stood proudly under the sky. They roared in unison, "We will wait here for the War Ancestor to return! Wait for the War Ancestor to return! Return! "

Nie Chen's whole body shook, and he suddenly woke up. His eyes were tightly shut, and he forcefully endured the heart-wrenching pain. He made a strange hand gesture, and started to circulate the remaining wisps of True Qi in his body.

In an instant, all the particles in his body seemed to have come alive, and they were like sponges absorbing the Spiritual Qi in the furnace.

If someone were to use their Dharma Eyes to examine Nie Chen at this moment, they would definitely be able to discover that there were actually eleven mysterious runes on Nie Chen's body. These runes were not engraved on it, but were formed from the arrangement of countless particles that formed the human body.

And at this moment, at the center of Nie Chen's brows, hundreds of millions of particles were constantly moving, rearranging and assembling. The twelfth rune was about to take form.

"Success or failure depends on this!" Nie Chen's eyes were closed, his brows tightly knitted. His hands formed seals, and the spiritual energy within his body surged unceasingly, expelling his own divine blood from his body!

Right, expelling it on its own accord!

To him, not only did the Divine Blood not benefit him, it even became his shackles and made him a cripple. Now, he could use this to expel the Divine Blood and break the restraints of his body.