876 Raging Blood Ocean (1/2)
There would certainly not be more than five hidden martial arts strain youths who could master three types of rite of passage martial arts. Also, he could tell that this youth, Mo Wen, was very young. Mo Wen was so young that even Lord Merciless felt that it was unbelievable for him to have such abilities.
Among the hidden martial arts strain, a person under fifty was considered to be a youth. Those between fifty and one hundred were viewed as adults and those between one hundred and one hundred fifty years of age were seen as middle-aged.
Only those who were more than one hundred and fifty years old could be considered elders.
The hidden martial arts strain ancient martial art practitioners each had deep cultivation. Even the weakest among them would be extraordinary in the outside world. Naturally, in terms of age, they could not be categorized in the same way as ordinary people.
On the surface, Lord Merciless appeared to be an ordinary youth in his twenties, but, in reality, he was already over forty. In fact, he was approaching fifty years of age.
Among the hidden martial arts strain, those in their twenties were no different from children who had just come in contact with martial art teachings.
Such a child had actually mastered three types of rite of passage martial arts! Such a thing was unheard of even among the hidden martial arts strain.
”Your talent surprises me. However, to be able to kill a genius like you with my own hands also makes me excited. You can only blame yourself for standing out so much and not knowing restraint.”
Lord Merciless looked intently at Mo Wen. Since Lord Merciless had developed a death grudge with such a genius, he would certainly nip Mo Wen in the bud. Otherwise, Mo Wen would be a threat in the future and return to trouble him.
”You keep saying that you want to kill me. I wonder! Have you managed it yet?” Mo Wen said plainly. The insufferably arrogant attitude of Lord Merciless was too absurd. Being too full of oneself would only make a person seem like a joke to others.
Mo Wen's martial art teacher was the Star Emperor. Although it only been the afterimage of the Star Emperor that had taught him a few moves, it was on a level that ordinary ancient martial art practitioners could not possibly compare with. Even the ancient martial art practitioners that became immortal were like fireflies when compared to the Star Emperor who was like the moon. Aside from his own intelligence, the most important factor in allowing Mo Wen to comprehend three of the seven Glory techniques was the guidance of the Star Emperor.
”You think too highly of yourself. Die!”
A hostile look flashed in Lord Merciless's eyes. At the same time, a halo of crimson light began to shine. This crimson halo was like an ocean of blood, instantly covering an area with a radius of a thousand meters.
It was too fast. Even Mo Wen could not avoid it in time. In an instant, he was enveloped by the Blood Ocean.
A stench of blood swept over him. He felt his entire body sink uncontrollably, as though he had fallen into a muddy swamp.
”The Raging Blood Ocean! It is the legendary secret martial arts of the Blood Evil Temple.”
A thousand meters away, Shao Ji drew a cold breath. He looked at the Blood Ocean in fear. As the young Temple Leader of the Ming Temple, he naturally had some pride. He had acted so humbly before Lord Merciless because he knew Lord Merciless' identity.
In the Hua Xia ancient martial art world, there were only a few sects that the Ming Temple could not afford to offend. The Blood Evil Temple was one of them. As the Ming Temple's young Temple Leader, he knew some secrets related to the hidden martial arts strain. The Blood Evil Temple, even among the hidden martial arts strain, was an existence at the very top.
Back when the Ming Cult had been at its prime under the leadership of the 34th Cult Leader, they had also been very cautious of these hidden martial arts strain sects. Fortunately, the hidden martial arts strain seemed to hide themselves away from the world and rarely ventured out into the Jianghu, unless something major had occurred. That had allowed the Ming Cult to easily dominate the entire martial arts circle.
”Mo Wen will surely die this time.”
A hideous look flashed in Shao Ji's eyes. Mo Wen had even forced Lord Merciless to unleash the Raging Blood Ocean. If Mo Wen did not die, who else would?
Lord Merciless was situated in the Blood Ocean. The crimson waves churned. His entire person was dyed red, as though he was a demon king from Hell. He walked slowly step by step, leisurely stepping on the waves as he approached. Since Mo Wen had fallen into his Blood Ocean, naturally only death awaited him.
”So, it is also a rite of passage martial art.”
A light glimmered in Mo Wen's eyes as his expression turned serious. The Blood Ocean before his eyes contained endless killing intent. Not only was it restricting him like a cage, but it also kept eating away at his Inner Qi, slowly wearing him out.
”Did you think that you are the only one in this world who mastered rite of passage martial arts? In the end, you are just too inexperienced. Compared to me, you are still far too inferior,” Lord Merciless said with a cold smile.
Although Mo Wen had also mastered rite of passage martial arts, and more than one type, his cultivation was still too low. Compared to Lord Merciless, he was still a bit weaker. Also, Lord Merciless' Raging Blood Ocean was a martial arts technique that was compatible with his own Way of Practice. As they came from the same source, its might was naturally greater. Mo Wen's seven Glory techniques were inherited from the Star Emperor. However, aside from these few martial art techniques, he did not receive any other inheritance from the Star Emperor. Therefore, he could not unleash the three Glory techniques exceptionally well.
”Die.”
When he said this word once again, Lord Merciless was full of confidence. He did not believe that Mo Wen, who was trapped in the Blood Ocean, could escape.
The crimson waves churned. Lord Merciless's body emitted a terrifying crimson light. A gigantic crimson hand appeared above Mo Wen's head and furiously grabbed at him.
The surrounding Blood Ocean instantly began to boil. Mo Wen was at its center, and it kept him trapped securely inside.
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As the two of them battled, a silhouette floated around silently like an illusion a hundred kilometers away. The person appeared blurry. Colorful bubbles surrounded her. It was dazzling to behold, but it also hid her true figure and appearance.
She stood on a boulder and looked in the direction of Lord Merciless and Mo Wen's battle. A look of astonishment flashed in her eyes.
”Such killing intent. That crimson light must be the Blood Evil Temple's Raging Blood Ocean. Who is fighting with Lord Merciless? They have actually forced him to unleash the Raging Blood Ocean”
”Interesting. I might get to see something interesting.”
The mysterious silhouette spoke and then her entire person disappeared quietly, leaving not a single trace behind. Her concealment technique was so advanced that it was terrifying.
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The gigantic crimson palm covered Mo Wen's head like a crimson cloud. The terrifying pressure seemed as though it could flatten a mountain. Even Shao Ji, who was a thousand meters away, felt a pressure that made it hard for him to breathe.
”As expected of a rite of passage martial art. It is so frightening. Rumor has it that this Lord Merciless has traded blows with a third realm Martial Arts Grandmaster. Not only did he not lose, but he ended up severely injuring the other party. Even my father is most likely no match for him. In the entire Ming Temple, only the old ancestor who is in seclusion might be able to suppress him.”
Shao Ji took a deep breath. Lord Merciless was just a strong youth practitioner in the Blood Evil Temple, yet he was already so terrifying. No wonder that his father's expression was fearful when he spoke of the Blood Evil Temple.