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Zhuang Bifan's Closing Moon Storm Mirror resembled the infinitely magnified compound eyes of an insect.
Countless mirror surfaces were neatly arranged together, forming a gigantic compound eye.
They refracted a bright blue light.
Lin Qiubai looked around and felt somewhat dazzled.
"This is Supreme Grade King-Level Martial Arts. Even Death Profound Realm Warriors would drool over it..."
Zhuang Bifan boasted proudly, full of self-satisfaction.
Unfortunately, Lin Qiubai remained silent, his expression cold and restrained, showing no signs of envy.
In this brief moment, the Quasi-Divine Level Martial Technique, Blood-colored Spears, had already gathered a massive amount.
Thousands of Blood Spears twisted in the Void by an invisible force. As if the extreme was being shattered, those thousand Blood Spears shot out wildly, striking against Zhuang Bifan's Closing Moon Storm Mirror.
Due to the smoothness of the mirror surface, the friction between the Blood Spears and the mirror produced an extremely uncomfortable sound.
"Rebound!"
Zhuang Bifan shouted loudly with a sneer as the thousands of mirror surfaces began to emit an incredibly bright white light.
As the light grew brighter, the thousand Blood-colored Spears did not diminish even a bit; instead, they abruptly changed direction and shot towards Lin Qiubai.
Lin Qiubai was taken aback, but quickly retreated.
Those thousand Blood Spears were too fierce, and even Lin Qiubai was unwilling to confront them head-on.
"Hehehe, now you know my power, right?" Zhuang Bifan sneered.
However, Lin Qiubai looked at the blood color gradually dissipating in front of him, his gaze unchanged and his breath steady.
The voice of the spirit within him timely echoed: "This must be a fellow who self-inflicted a wound during their peak period and has begun cultivating in their second life.
With the accumulation from their first life, their Martial Arts and Movement Technique are exceptional among their peers, which is quite disgusting.
Legend has it that there are even crazed beings who cycle through cultivation for hundreds of lives. The level of disgust from such warriors is something you would have to endure.
However, the act of self-inflicting a wound carries great risks, so those who have cut themselves a hundred times are certainly rare..."
Upon hearing the spirit's explanation, Lin Qiubai was astonished. Is there really such a method?
Self-inflicted wounds and reincarnation cultivation?
No wonder Zhuang Bifan's foundation can rival his.
Royal Grade Intermediate Body Technique, Supreme Grade King-Level Martial Arts.
If he is not a Child of Fortune, then he must have a Cheat Device.
This could be considered a "Rebirth," right?
Interesting.
However, this Zhuang Bifan is only in his second life and already dares to show off like this.
What about those who have cultivated for hundreds of lives? Wouldn't they be invincible?
Lin Qiubai chuckled repeatedly.
He had long since crushed his peers and found the path of cultivation incredibly dull, feeling that no one could match him.
Now, with the emergence of the Second Body and even those powerful beings who have cultivated for hundreds of lives, it was quite exhilarating for him to crush them all!
With this thought in mind, Lin Qiubai collected his thoughts. Looking at Zhuang Bifan, he smiled maliciously and said, "The path of crushing begins with you."
"You're being overly arrogant."
Zhuang Bifan looked disdainfully at Lin Qiubai; his Second Body was simply a transformation!
Who could crush him?
"Since you are so arrogant, feel the power of my Great Completion Stage Blood Battle in Hell."
Lin Qiubai didn't even want to mock Zhuang Bifan.
He was so arrogant after self-harming? Back in the day, he had tricked that Evil Cultivator into cutting off his own little brother.
Wasn't that even more impressive?
Thinking of this, Lin Qiubai narrowed his eyes.
He put away the Sacred Spear.
With both hands swiftly forming seals in front of his chest, the Blood Domain beside him pulsed like a Heart, and one Blood-colored Spear after another coalesced, spewing forth blood-red light as they floated in the sea of blood.
In just over a dozen breaths, hundreds and thousands of Blood Spears were embedded all around Lin Qiubai.
They resembled blood-colored venomous snakes weaving through the Blood Qi Domain.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of space being torn apart echoed incessantly.
Lin Qiubai's hand seals became stagnant, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.
The speed of the Blood Spear continued to surge wildly. As time passed, the number of Blood Spears surrounding Lin Qiubai had reached a terrifying three thousand!
"Huh..."
Feeling the number approaching its limit.
Lin Qiubai slowly exhaled the stale air, his hand seals steady. Three thousand Vitality suddenly flipped over, suspended in the Void. Like blood-armored soldiers standing tall in the Void, they emitted a heavy Bloodthirsty Aura.
"What? How is this possible?!"
Zhuang Bifan was taken aback, wondering how Lin Qiubai could possess such terrifying Martial Arts.
This level of Martial Arts instilled fear in Zhuang Bifan; he felt regretful.
He shouldn't have allowed Lin Qiubai to successfully condense this strike.
Unfortunately, he had initially taken a cautious and defensive approach, preparing to watch Lin Qiubai's joke.
He never expected that Lin Qiubai would have such a horrifying attack.
It was simply beyond expectations!
"Impressive."
Elder Wei's expression was serious.
He recognized that Lin Qiubai's strike was extraordinary.
"Hiss! The blood-colored spear formation that Lin Brother has condensed could probably kill a mid-level Holy Sect youth in the Yuan Dan Realm. It's too powerful."
The other Young Martial Artists were incredulous, holding their breath in anticipation of Lin Qiubai's astonishing strike.
……
Boom!
Lin Qiubai swung his arm, and three thousand Blood-colored Spears clashed against Zhuang Bifan's Closing Moon Storm Mirror.
The immense impact energy shattered tens of thousands of mirror surfaces.
Zhuang Bifan, hiding behind the mirror, went from a sneer to panic as the heavy blood-colored energy poured down on him.
It made his body feel like a leaf blown by a waterfall, completely uncontrollable as he was sent flying a hundred meters, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.
"How is that possible? I am Second Body, how could you crush me?! Are you a third-generation powerhouse?"
Zhuang Bifan looked at Lin Qiubai in disbelief, his expression filled with suspicion.
"I only have one life. But crushing anyone is not a problem."
Lin Qiubai radiated confidence. He was naturally unafraid of those who would self-harm, whether by one cut or a hundred.
Seeing Lin Qiubai's fearless demeanor reminded Zhuang Bifan of his own past confidence when he believed he could compete against various opponents with just one life.
Unfortunately, he ultimately realized that those who self-harmed and retraced their cultivation paths had a far greater understanding of realms and gained much more in Fortune than he ever could.
They began to step into the Cycle Realm.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Bifan found himself stuck at a bottleneck, unable to make any progress, which was truly despairing.
As he approached the twilight of his life, Zhuang Bifan had no choice but to take risks, facing death tribulations even more terrifying than those of other warriors. He self-harmed once, beginning his second life of cultivation.
Although the process of self-harming was perilous, Zhuang Bifan discovered that starting over in cultivation was indeed much more powerful.
With his previous experience, he could ensure that his early training was flawless.
As it stands, his foundation is solid, and he can even push the boundaries to new limits.
As long as he has enough resources, he can advance smoothly without any bottlenecks to reach the Death Profound Realm.
Moreover, he could leverage this momentum to increase his chances of breaking through the Cycle Realm by thirty percent.
This is quite terrifying!
The Second Body is already so formidable; what about the Third Body or the Fourth Life? With a flawless physical form and unblemished cultivation, how terrifying would that be?
Zhuang Bifan couldn't imagine.
However, Lin Qiubai was not afraid. He smiled silently, rubbing his fingers with great interest as he looked at Zhuang Bifan.
His expression, which rarely showed a smile, was filled with mockery.
He had finally found an opponent who was no longer defeated in a single move.
Lin Qiubai felt quite pleased, as if he had discovered a new joy in life.
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