<h4>Chapter 1568: Chapter 1565: Enough Pretending, I’m Showing My Cards</h4>


    As Liu Yuansong muttered incantations, the blood glow on his longsword surged like a volcanic eruption.


    In the dazzling yet sinister light, the faces of countless evil ghosts and vengeful spirits emerged.


    Their faces were extremely distorted.


    Hatred and resentment intertwined in their eyes, gleaming ominously.


    They bared their fangs and brandished their ws, letting out hair-raising screams.


    It was as if they wanted to unleash all the world’s fears.


    These vengeful spirits seemed to carry endless pain and anger.


    They were eager to drag everything in front of them into the endless abyss of Hell.


    "Die!"


    Liu Yuansong shed his sword fiercely, and instantly, the blood glow transformed into tangible blood shadows.


    These shadows resembled Yakshas, each figure tall and mighty, with bulging muscles, as if they were fearsome demons from Hell.


    Holding weapons that exuded the breath of death, their scythes gleamed coldly, iron chains nked, and wolf fang clubs appeared ferocious and terrifying, surging toward Xu Wendong like a tidal wave.


    Each blood shadow seemed like a messenger of death.


    Wherever they passed, the space was instantly dyed into a sea of blood.


    In the blood sea, there were bursts of tragic wails.


    The sound resembled countless beings enduring the world’s cruelest torture.


    It made everyone present feel a chill down their spine, shivering involuntarily.


    Some timid ones were so scared that they trembled, nearly copsing.


    Facing those blood shadows rushing forward like locusts,


    Xu Wendong remained calm, immediately summoning his abundant vital energy.


    In an instant,


    his body emitted a dazzling golden glow, like a burning sun, illuminating this small world shrouded in darkness.


    Where the light reached, the eerie howls of the evil ghosts momentarily halted, and the foremost blood shadows melted quickly under the golden glow, like snow encountering the warm sun.


    The power of the Ancient Sacred Body was revealed without reservation, and Xu Wendong stood proudly like an unshakable majestic mountain above the blood sea.


    "With these mere monsters, you think you can hurt me?" Xu Wendong’s mouth curled up, forming a confident yet slightly mocking smile, with mes of disdain burning in his eyes.


    He quickly formed hand seals, and the vital energy around him grew even denser, instantly transforming into ayer of golden battle armor.


    Runes shed on the armor, each one like an ancient curse left by the gods, containing mysterious and powerful forces that naturally restrained these evil vengeful spirits.


    The Blood Shadow Yakshas felt a strong threat, roaring madly, charging once again toward Xu Wendong.


    The scythes swung, bringing out gusts of bloody wind, as if to tear everything apart.


    The iron chains whirled, piercing the air with sharp whistles, seeming to slice through space itself.


    The wolf fang clubs came smashing down with overwhelming momentum, as if to crush everything in their path.


    However, when they neared Xu Wendong, the golden vital energy, as if alive, wrapped around these weapons flexibly.


    Only a "sizzle" sound could be heard, and those death-infused weapons began to dissolve, as if thrown into boilingva, vanishing instantly.


    "The Ancient Sacred Body inherently has the characteristic of expelling evil, how could these malevolent spirits approach my husband?" Lu Shuling’s face showed a smile full of meaning.


    Si Yao also nodded slightly, with a faint smile emerging on her face: "Indeed, the Ancient Sacred Body is the bane of all evil in the world."


    "It’s time you witness my techniques as well!"


    Xu Wendong’s eyes focused, a hint of sinister coldness shed deep within them.


    He stepped forward, and this step was like the copse of heavens and earth, with the blood sea beneath him rippling out giant waves in all directions.


    He punched out, with the wind of his fist howling, and the thick vital energy under his power turned into a golden Divine Dragon.


    The Divine Dragon bared its fangs and ws, majestic as it charged toward the Blood Shadow Yaksha crowd, its momentum seemingly ready to break through the sky.


    Where the Divine Dragon passed, the Blood Shadow Yakshas were as fragile as paper, easily torn apart, their remains turning into wisps of ck smoke, slowly dissipating into invisibility.


    "How can this guy be so strong?" Wang Tong’s face was grim, disbelief flickering in his eyes.


    It’s known that Xu Wendong is merely an "ant" in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, while Liu Yuansong is a Daluo Golden Immortal Peak Powerhouse, with a power difference as vast as heaven and earth.


    Yet, who could have thought, in the face of this absolute power gap, Xu Wendong could not only persist for so long but also fight Liu Yuansong to a standstill?


    Seeing this, Liu Yuansong frowned deeply, secretly amazed. He genuinely didn’t expect Xu Wendong’s Ancient Sacred Body to be so potent, easily neutralizing his deadly attack of immense power.


    However, he didn’t panic, instead chanting incantations even quicker, with a wave of his longsword, more vengeful spirits emerged from the de.


    These spirits gathered, gradually forming a colossal skull.


    The skull’s eye sockets burned with ghostly green mes, flickering like hellfire from the depths of Hell.


    It opened its gaping mouth, spewing ck smoke toward Xu Wendong.


    This smoke carried extreme corrosive power, wherever it reached, even the air corroded into ck holes, like demonic scars left in space.


    Xu Wendong’s pupils trembled suddenly.


    At this moment, he felt the intense corrosive power.


    Even though the ck smoke was still some distance away, he already felt ufortable all over, as if countless ants were gnawing at his body.


    "It seems, with my current strength, I still can’t match a Daluo Golden Immortal Peak powerhouse!" Xu Wendong sighed secretly, then looked at Liu Yuansong, grinning with a chilling smile: "Alright, I won’t hold back any longer."


    Xu Wendong’s words sent a chill through everyone, as if they hadn’t expected him to say such baffling words at this critical moment.


    Before anyone could react, Xu Wendong slowly spread his arms, his body rising into the air under their horrified gazes.


    "What the hell is going on? How can he fly in mid-air?" Wang Tong eximed, eyes filled with profound astonishment, with goosebumps forming all over his body.


    Shadow beside him was also stunned, feeling as if he was witnessing the unbelievable in broad daylight.


    In this world’s cultivationws, only upon reaching the True Immortal Realm could a cultivator perform sword flight and roam the Nine Heavens.


    Flying in mid-air without relying on a flying sword or magical treasure requires at least a Golden Immortal cultivation level.


    Yet Xu Wendong was just an ant at the firstyer of the Heavenly Immortal Realm!


    Seeing him flying in mid-air undoubtedly shattered their understanding of this world, such a shock like a turbulent tide impacting everyone’s hearts.


    Liu Yuansong also felt a chill down his spine, Xu Wendong’s techniques emerged endlessly, exceeding his expectations each time, causing a surge of fear and unease from within.


    Had he known, he wouldn’t repay kindness with hatred, attempting to kill Xu Wendong and seize his spatial magic treasure.


    But there’s no turning back after the arrow is shot.


    "Die for me!"


    Liu Yuansong pinched the spell, bulging veins on his forehead, exerting all his strength tomand the massive skull to ascend into the sky.


    The skull moved with incredible speed, like a ck lightning tearing through the sky, opening its bloody maw, bringing a destroyingly fierce momentum towards Xu Wendong.


    Seeing this scene, Xu Wendong didn’t dodge, and even wore a devilish smile. He extended his right hand, snapping his fingers crisply...