I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

As the divine light gradually expanded and grew, the bright light like the scorching sun completely enveloped Yan Xiu.

He transformed into a huge and blazing sun, slowly sinking into the boundless sea of ​​blood.

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When the Great Sun Divine Light came into contact with the blood in the vast sea of ​​blood, it was like snowflakes melting under the scorching sun, and evaporated into thick and fishy-smelling blood mist.

The next moment, the originally turbulent sea of ​​blood suddenly surged violently, with bursts of white smoke rising, and it was actually boiled by the divine light of the sun.

Yan Xiu made a gesture with one hand and pointed at the distance.

"Thunder comes!"

Boom——!

A divine thunder as thick as a water tank instantly tore a hole in the blood-red sky, drew a zigzag shape in the air, and fell straight towards the Blood Demon Ancestor who was standing above the shadow's head.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was struck on the head by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and turned into powder.

But the next moment, the thick blood squirmed and re-condensed into his shape.

But his face was a little pale and there was horror in his eyes.

After all, thunder magic is the most effective against this kind of evil technique. Even the Blood Demon Ancestor, who is in the realm of creation, can hardly withstand the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Without waiting for the Blood Demon Ancestor to make any move, Yan Xiu took the initiative.

He raised his right hand and pushed out a palm, and a thousand-foot-long divine light gushed out from the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, the sun's divine light turned into a beam of light like golden silk, sweeping towards the shadow.

The sky curtain of light beams swept across with devastating force, and the endless sea of ​​blood was forcibly split in half by this force.

Yan Xiu then concentrated his mind and summoned the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder once again.

For a moment, the sound of thunder was like the beating of a heavenly drum, deafening, echoing between heaven and earth, without end.

Countless divine thunders of the Nine Heavens poured down from the nine heavens like angry dragons, carrying destructive power, as dense as rain, covering the sky and the earth.

The divine thunder, with endless divine power and violent force, slammed heavily on the terrifying shadow.

At this moment, the entire endless sea of ​​blood seemed to be swallowed up by the violence of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. The waves were surging and the blood was surging, forming a breathtaking and spectacular scene.

The dazzling light of the sun evaporated the endless sea of ​​blood, and countless divine thunders from the sky struck the terrifying shadow.

Yan Xiu stood in the center of the divine thunderstorm with a stern look on his face.

He was like the god of thunder who controlled thunder and lightning, looking down upon everything in front of him.

The Blood Demon Ancestor felt his scalp tingling and his heart was broken when he saw this scene.

The strength of this Great Yuan Daoist Master was far beyond his imagination, and he was no match for Yan Xiu at all.

“The peak of the Creation Realm… No! It’s definitely above the Creation Realm!”

"Who are you?!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor was baptized by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and was reborn from blood again and again.

Not only was the endless sea of ​​blood drying up rapidly, but even the Blood Demon Ancestor himself had lost his previous indifference and arrogance, and his entire face was filled with fear.

Yan Xiu looked down at him and chuckled, "Aren't you known as the immortal? Why are you so lame?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor is, after all, a powerful being in the realm of creation, and he has his own pride in his heart.

Now, provoked by Yan Xiu, the frightened expression on his face disappeared and he returned to being indifferent.

"Young man, even if you can evaporate my endless sea of ​​blood, it doesn't matter. I have other ways to be reborn. You can't kill me."

"Once I make a comeback, the entire Yuan Dynasty will have to face my endless wrath!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor had now turned into a pool of blood, but he was still alive.

Looking around, the originally boundless ocean of blood evaporated rapidly under the illumination of the sun's divine light and had dried up to less than one-tenth of its size.

Even so, the Blood Demon Ancestor still did not show any despair, because he still had a backup plan.

Yan Xiu's eyes flickered, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he suddenly clenched his five fingers together.

"Yarping."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fully deployed Void-Breaking Sword Formation closed in like an invisible net, and countless sword energies that were imperceptible to the naked eye raged in the sea of ​​blood.

Pfft——!

Pfft——!

As the muffled sound of sword energy entering the body continued to be heard, the shadow of the giant beast that was originally as tall and majestic as a mountain was instantly shattered like fragile tofu under the cutting of the sword energy.

Countless blurred pieces of flesh and blood fell from the sky like meteors, splashing large amounts of blood.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow that had shrouded the capital city disappeared without a trace, and the endless sea of ​​blood quickly receded like a tide under the continued illumination of the sun's divine light.

The whole sky seemed to have undergone a baptism and became exceptionally clear and bright.

The brilliant sunshine penetrated the clouds, casting down golden rays of light, bringing warmth to everyone's heart.

Countless people witnessed what was happening before their eyes, and their awe and faith in Yan Xiu grew even stronger.

The huge crowd fell to their knees like dominoes, kneeling in worship of the figure emitting divine light in the sky.

"God bless the Yuan Dynasty!"

"May the immortal bless you, may the immortal bless you."

"We are able to receive the protection of the Taoist Master, which is truly a blessing from the immortal!"

Everyone's face showed an expression of great piety.

And those foreigners who originally did not believe that the Taoist Master was an immortal who had descended to earth became fanatical after witnessing this scene.

As Yan Xiu gradually concealed the Great Sun Spiritual Light, the Taoist Master, who had not appeared in decades, appeared before the world again.

He was wearing a blue shirt with fluttering sleeves, and had deep eyes, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.

His facial lines are clear, like a carefully crafted work of art, and his whole body exudes the otherworldly temperament of an immortal.

"After all these years, you are still the same as before."

In the crowd, an old man looked up at Yan Xiu and whispered softly.

Even after so many years, Ding Wanhua has never forgotten that face in her heart.

She had thought that she would never see the Taoist Master again in this lifetime, but now that her wish had come true, she could die without regrets.

Yan Xiu, standing in mid-air, felt the surging golden light of merit and virtue, and gently waved his sleeves to absorb them all.

Then he returned to Fuzhen Temple amidst the respectful farewells of everyone.

As soon as he landed, a group of people from Fuzhen Temple surrounded him.

Zhu Miao and others did not ask about the life or death of the Blood Demon Ancestor, because they knew that there was no way that the Blood Demon Ancestor could escape from Yan Xiu.

Instead, Xu Xiang asked with a look of doubt on his face.

"Dao Zun, that Blood Demon Ancestor..."

Although he knew that Yan Xiu possessed incredible strength.

But the Blood Demon Ancestor has been roaming the desert sea for many years and has killed countless people. Even the great masters in the realm of creation find him quite difficult to deal with.

Therefore, Xu Xiang still had a trace of disbelief in his heart that Yan Xiu had already killed the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Yan Xiu smiled faintly upon hearing this, and replied: "Don't worry, he is only in the Creation Realm. I want him to die at three o'clock in the morning, who dares to keep him alive until five o'clock?"