Proving Immortality Starting with Hextech Runes

Chapter 212 Mysterious Sky Ranks

Xiao Yun's [Soul Shattering Scream] is a powerful innate ability that is amplified by the Ghost Domain.

Ancestor Xuan Sha groaned, his sea of ​​consciousness feeling as if it were being pierced by countless sharp needles, causing excruciating pain. His vision went black for a moment, and a flaw appeared in his soul defense.

Qingling seized the opportunity and appeared in front of Ancestor Xuansha like a ghost.

A cold light flashed in her clear, cold eyes as she formed a hand seal and pushed forward.

Countless condensed, bluish-gray wind-evil threads, like a net covering the sky and the earth, instantly enveloped the entire space around the Xuan Sha Ancestor.

Each strand of wind-evil contained a terrifying power to annihilate life, which was the killing move she comprehended after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Under the suppression of the ghost domain, the power of this attack was amplified several times over.

hiss hiss hiss hiss...

As the dense cutting sounds rang out, the protective demonic energy that automatically rose from the Xuan Sha Ancestor's body was frantically worn away by the wind-evil threads.

The demonic energy trembled violently, and the light dimmed at a visible speed!

"Hehehe!!!" After all, the Xuan Sha Ancestor was an old demon with many years of experience and was extremely experienced in battle.

Despite the excruciating pain in his soul, his withered body suddenly swelled up, and the blue-black magic patterns under his skin flickered wildly.

The physical strength of the third peak of the "Mysterious Bone True Demon Art" was pushed to its limit.

He clenched his fists and slammed them forward.

Boom! Boom!

Two dark blue demonic fist imprints, like two burning meteors, crashed into Qingling's wind-evil silk net with destructive power.

A violent explosion erupted in the center of the swamp.

A violent energy shockwave swept in all directions, tearing apart and evaporating large swamps of miasma, revealing the churning black swamp below!

A large hole was blasted through Qingling's wind-evil net, and she swayed slightly, taking a half step back.

The protective demonic energy of the Xuan Sha Ancestor was also completely shattered.

The blue-black robe he wore was torn in several places, revealing the blue-black demonic bone patterns that shimmered with a metallic luster.

Several wounds were even torn open by the wind's energy, oozing blue-black blood, but they quickly healed under the surge of demonic energy.

"Such tough bones!" Qingling's eyes narrowed slightly; the opponent's physical strength far exceeded her expectations.

"You brat! You're asking for it!"

Ancestor Xuan Sha was furious. He, a dignified Nascent Soul Ancestor, had been forced into such a sorry state by a ghost cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage.

He even suffered some minor injuries, which was an utter disgrace.

"A mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator dares to be so insolent before me, relying on a few strange domains?"

"Today I will annihilate you, body and soul, so that you may never be reincarnated!"

Ancestor Xuan Sha held nothing back, his withered hands suddenly forming a hand seal.

"The Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Souls, open!"

Boom!!!

A huge rift suddenly opened in the void behind him, and a thick, bloody stench instantly filled the entire ghost realm.

A massive, blood-red banner, a hundred times more powerful than the one used by the gray-robed elder, slowly emerged from it.

The banner seemed to be stitched together from the skins of countless living beings, with countless vengeful faces struggling wildly on it.

The sheer number of them created a veritable sea of ​​blood!

The banner pole was made of some unknown black animal bone, and was wrapped in tangible blood-fiend demonic energy.

This is the Xuan Sha Ancestor's natal magic weapon, the Myriad Souls Blood Prison Banner!

As soon as this banner appeared, the miasma in the entire swamp seemed to be stained with a layer of blood.

Even Qingling's ghost realm was severely impacted, with the bluish-gray airflow colliding violently with the blood-red resentment, producing a sizzling, corrosive sound.

"Ten thousand souls devour the heart, blood and evil refine the spirit! Go!" Ancestor Xuan Sha roared, and the blood banner fluttered.

In an instant, countless blood-red vengeful spirits, as solid as a tangible substance, swarmed towards the hiding place of Qingling and Chen Xu like bloodthirsty locusts leaving their nests.

Each vengeful spirit contains a powerful attack on the soul and a filthy, bloodthirsty force.

Wherever it passed, even the space seemed to be stained with filthy blood.

The invisible shackles formed by the Xuan Yin Locking Spirit Array groaned under the onslaught of the violent blood soul, and their light quickly dimmed.

"Hmph!" Qingling's face showed a solemn expression.

Her hand seals changed again, and the bluish-gray wind spirit yin energy around her instantly boiled, meeting the sky full of blood souls.

The wind-evil threads clashed violently with the blood soul.

Qingling's wind aura contained extreme cold and annihilation power, constantly freezing and shattering the approaching blood souls.

But the number of Blood Souls was simply too great, and they charged forward one after another, fearless of death.

"Whoosh!!" Xiao Yun activated [Soul Shattering Scream] again, attempting to interfere with the Xuan Sha Ancestor's control over his soul.

However, the Xuan Sha Ancestor was prepared, and a jet-black bone bead appeared above his head, emitting a faint dark light.

The sonic attack was weakened by more than half, causing him to pause slightly, but his hand gestures controlling the Blood Banner did not stop at all.

"You little beast, get out here!" Although the Xuan Sha Ancestor's divine sense was severely interfered with.

However, with his extensive combat experience, he instantly deduced Chen Xu's approximate hiding area from Qing Ling's fully defensive posture and the direction of her previous attacks.

With a flick of his left finger, a condensed blue-black demonic aura emerged, like a poisonous dragon emerging from its lair.

It tore through layers of miasma and illusionary fog, striking with unparalleled precision the black boulder where Chen Xu was hiding.

boom!!!

The boulder instantly shattered into dust, and the violent aftershocks of the demonic energy swept outwards, raising black waves several meters high in the surrounding swamp.

However, amidst the dust and debris, a dark blue figure flashed out like a ghost a step ahead of time.

At this moment, under the effect of the [Ultimate Ascension], Chen Xu's cultivation level temporarily reached the late stage of Core Formation.

Qingling's cultivation level was also temporarily raised to the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

The demonic finger strike of the Xuan Sha Ancestor missed its target, only shattering the boulder where Chen Xu was hiding and causing the swamp to churn.

His blood-red pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the figure who had dodged ahead of time and was completely unharmed.

"He broke through?!" A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Xuan Sha Ancestor.

What shocked him even more was that the ghost cultivator who was in the early Nascent Soul stage had actually reached the middle Nascent Soul stage!

"Domain suppression...enhancing cultivation...what kind of monsters are you?!" The voice of the Xuan Sha Ancestor carried a hint of fear that even he himself did not realize.

He had traversed the Sea of ​​Meteorites for hundreds of years and had never seen such a bizarre method.

Chen Xu ignored it completely. As soon as he landed, he used all his movement skills to hide behind Qing Ling.

"Qingling, suppress him!"

hum...

An invisible sealing force erupted from Qingling's center.

The ferocious face of the Xuan Sha Ancestor and the surging bloodthirsty demonic energy

Even the faces of the vengeful spirits that churned and roared on the Blood Prison Banner of Ten Thousand Souls froze completely at this moment.

The anger and astonishment burning in his eyes were frozen, and even his mind went blank for a moment.

The Spirit Suppressing Impact will stun you for one second!

For a Nascent Soul cultivator, this one second is enough to change the course of the battle.

Qingling's eyes flashed with killing intent; she had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

"Die!!!"

Qingling's figure seemed to merge into the Ghost Realm itself, instantly appearing in front of Ancestor Xuansha.

Her fair, jade-like right hand was now enveloped in a dense, almost tangible, bluish-gray wind aura.

With his five fingers slightly bent, the fingertips swirled with tiny cracks that tore through space, and he reached straight for the crown of the head of the Xuan Sha Ancestor!

"Pfft!"

The defense that the Xuan Sha Ancestor was so proud of was as fragile as paper under Qing Ling's all-out attack, "Annihilation Claw".

Five wisps of wind-evil, imbued with the power to annihilate life, pierced his skull without any resistance.

"Ugh!!!"

The dizziness of the Xuan Sha Ancestor was instantly torn apart by the excruciating pain originating from the depths of his soul.

He let out a piercing, inhuman scream, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

The nascent soul within the Xuan Sha Ancestor screamed wildly, trying to break free from this deadly restraint.

However, the suppression of the [Ghost Domain Suppressing Spirit Emblem] remained, and the bluish-gray wind aura clung to it like a maggot.

It not only eroded his physical body, but also, like millions of poisonous needles, pierced his nascent soul as it tried to leave his body.

"broken!"

Qingling's eyes were cold, devoid of any pity, and she uttered another chilling word.

The five fingers that had pierced the head of the Xuan Sha Ancestor suddenly clenched!

boom!!!

The head of the Xuan Sha Ancestor exploded with a bang under this force!

A nascent soul enveloped in dense blood-red light shot into the sky with a piercing scream the moment its head exploded.

The nascent soul's face was filled with resentment and extreme fear. Blood light burned around its body as it burned its own essence, its speed soaring to the extreme.

"Ugh!!!"

However, Xiaoyun's shriek rang out again.

The space around the nascent soul of the Xuan Sha Ancestor instantly became incredibly viscous, as if it had sunk into an invisible swamp.

The extreme speed gained by burning one's very essence was abruptly suppressed.

"No!!! Spare me..." The nascent soul of the Xuan Sha Ancestor sent out a desperate plea for mercy, but it only reached halfway.

Qingling didn't even glance at the struggling nascent soul.

With her left hand, fingers joined like a sword, she gently pointed at the blood-red nascent soul that was imprisoned in mid-air.

puff!

The struggling, roaring crimson nascent soul suddenly froze, and the crimson light around it instantly dimmed and dissipated.

The nascent soul's resentful little face froze, then crumbled inch by inch as if weathered away, dissipating into the bluish-gray ghost realm.

Ancestor Xuan Sha has fallen!

Just as the nascent soul dissipated, the Myriad Souls Blood Prison Banner, now without its master's control, let out a mournful cry.

The countless struggling, vengeful faces on the banner suddenly twisted, as if trying to break free of their restraints and devour everything in their path.

"Hmph!" Qingling snorted coldly, and the power of the Ghost Domain suddenly contracted.

The bluish-gray air currents, like countless chains, instantly wrapped around the out-of-control demon banner.

At the same time, she waved her hand, and an invisible force pulled the blood-red banner, which had shrunk to about a foot long, through the air.

The swamp returned to its deathly stillness, with only the churning gray-green miasma and the black mud plowed by the aftershocks of the battle proving that a life-or-death struggle at the Nascent Soul level had just taken place here.

Chen Xu slowly walked out of his hiding place, looked at the sealed blood-red banner in Qing Ling's hand, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's over," Chen Xu said in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield. "This place is not safe to stay any longer. The fall of a Nascent Soul cultivator has caused too much of a commotion."

Qingling nodded slightly and tossed the sealed Myriad Souls Blood Prison Banner to Chen Xu.

Her cool face showed little emotion, but her breathing was noticeably weaker than before.

The continuous attacks, especially the final forceful suppression of the demon banner, took a toll on her.

Chen Xu quickly stepped forward and collected all the storage rings from the remains of the Xuan Sha Ancestor.

The Nascent Soul stage monster's wealth is absolutely immense.

But before he could even take a closer look, a tremor from the depths of heaven and earth suddenly descended upon him.

Rumble...

The entire space of the Mysterious Vault Realm trembled slightly.

At the distant horizon, an indescribably magnificent staircase slowly solidified.

Each step was enveloped in a primordial glow, and the immense pressure, like a tangible tsunami, swept across the entire Netherworld.

"The Mysterious Sky Ranks!" The term flashed through Chen Xu's mind instantly.

This is precisely the core of the secluded realm recorded in Lin Miaoyin's jade slip, and also the greatest opportunity.

The appearance of the Heavenly Rank signifies that the final battle for the ownership of the Profound Sky Jade Marrow is about to begin.

Without hesitation, Chen Xu immediately recalled Qingling, who was in a slightly weakened state, into his beast-taming space, allowing her to recover as quickly as possible.

He then transformed into a streak of light and fled at full speed toward the direction where the Heavenly Steps appeared.

Along the way, countless powerful beams of light shot into the sky from every corner of the Netherworld, their target the Xuanqiong Heavenly Staircase that connects heaven and earth.

With the number of Core Formation cultivators drastically reduced, they now dare to rush towards the core area.

At the very least, they are at the late Core Formation stage, and most are Nascent Soul stage monsters radiating a terrifying aura!

Chen Xu concealed his aura, blending into the torrent of escape lights, completely inconspicuous.

Below the celestial steps lies a vast platform flattened by an invisible force field.

At this moment, nearly a hundred figures have gathered on the platform.

Nascent Soul cultivators made up more than half of the group. They stood alone or in small groups, maintaining a wary distance from one another.

The remaining Core Formation cultivators were all highly refined in their auras and possessed exquisite magical treasures.

Chen Xu quietly landed at the edge of the platform, his gaze quickly sweeping across the entire venue before landing on a familiar figure.

The man stood at the front of the platform, dressed in a dark blue brocade robe, with a dignified face; he was none other than the patriarch of the Ning family.

His left arm seemed somewhat stiff, and although his aura was still powerful, it faintly revealed a hint of weakness.

It's clear that he hasn't fully recovered from the serious injury he suffered at the hands of Qingling last time.

Two Nascent Soul stage cultivators were standing beside him.

At this moment, the Ning family patriarch's gaze also quietly swept over every cultivator present.

However, since Chen Xu sent a disguised clone, the Ning family patriarch did not discover anything.

After a moment, the chaotic light that had been flowing on the bottom few steps of the Heavenly Staircase suddenly became extremely intense.

An irresistible, immense suction force, like an invisible giant hand, instantly seized all the cultivators on the platform.

"The Heavenly Ranks have been opened!"

Nearly a hundred figures, whether they were at the Nascent Soul or Core Formation stage, rushed towards the newly solidified bottom steps.

The Nascent Soul cultivators naturally took the lead, their escape lights were the most dazzling, and their momentum was the most magnificent.

Chen Xu did not rush to the front; he mingled among the Core Formation cultivators, maintaining a mid-range pace.

As the first group of cultivators stepped onto the solid jade steps, an oppressive aura, like an invisible mountain, suddenly descended upon each of them.

Many of those with weaker cultivation levels were caught off guard and their bodies suddenly sank, almost tumbling down the steps.

"Such strong gravity suppression!" a Nascent Soul cultivator exclaimed in surprise, his previous relaxed expression gone.

The Core Formation cultivators were in a sorry state; some who rushed too fast were slammed onto the steps by the pressure.