Chapter 665: Battling True Lord Mingsha, Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool!

Is this the Mirage Domain of Vast Sands?

Lu Changsheng was unaware that he had caught the attention of True Lord Mingsha. Following the light of the heavens, upon entering the rift in the sky, he felt as though he had stepped into another world.

Surrounded by swirling mist, the vast starry sky loomed overhead, bright as day. In the distance, he could see rivers and mountains, along with some tiny pavilions and towering buildings, starkly different from the scenery outside the rift.

According to the information from the Jade Slip given by Qingluan Zhenren, Lu Changsheng knew that the Mirage Domain of Vast Sands would always be shifting and that things would be different this time.

Cultivators often teamed up to avoid unexpected incidents, minimize risks, and head to the central hall to collectively vie for opportunities.

At this stage, it was possible to search for chances amidst the distant rivers, mountains, and pavilions.

Seeing cultivators disperse upon entering the secret realm, Lu Changsheng wasted no time. He rode the Golden-Winged Roc, soaring quickly away, and signaled the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror to sense the whereabouts of his son, Lu Ping’an.

But just as his divine sense extended, he found himself under an invisible constraint.

Not only him, but even the probing effect of the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror was also affected.

‘Is the interference this strong?’

Lu Changsheng understood that the secret realm suppressed divine senses, making it impossible to teleport, but he didn’t expect his divine sense to be restricted by almost ninety percent.

However, as a Celestial Treasure, the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror could still peer several hundred miles without consuming spiritual energy, despite the interference.

In an instant, he saw Lu Ping’an being carried by a several-meter-long earth dragon, while the elder who had been holding him sat cross-legged nearby.

‘This seems more like a puppet than a third- or fourth-tier demon king?’

Through the sensing of the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror, he noted that the earth dragon beneath them did not have the aura of a demon king; it appeared to be a demon beast puppet.

‘With divine senses suppressed by ninety percent here in the Mirage Domain, and Yuanying cultivators unable to teleport freely, this is actually an advantage for me.’

Lu Changsheng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered.

The restrictions of this secret realm weren’t just aimed at him, but at all cultivators.

In this case, possessing the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror for detection and riding the Golden-Winged Roc provided him with a considerable advantage.

However, the cultivators who entered the Mirage Domain were at least at the late stage of Core Formation; none were simple opponents and all had their own methods.

With a thought, Lu Changsheng conjured a porcelain bottle in his hand.

He opened it, and an enticing fragrance wafted out.

Inside was a crystal-clear pill exuding dragon-like energy—the Misty Dragon Nirvana Pill! Although Lu Changsheng had planned to finish off True Lord Mingsha before rescuing Lu Ping’an, just to be safe, he decided to consume this rare fourth-tier pill first! After all, he wouldn’t cut corners where it mattered.

Besides, even if he didn’t use the Misty Dragon Nirvana Pill now, he could activate its effects through self-infliction just before it loses efficacy, allowing for rebirth and renewal! So whichever way he looked at it, taking the pill now wouldn’t be a loss.

Swallowing the Misty Dragon Nirvana Pill, Lu Changsheng instantly felt a surge of immense medicinal power flood through his limbs.

This power would continuously accumulate within his body, blood vessels, organs, and energy center, waiting to erupt when he was severely injured or on the brink of death to fully activate the pill’s revitalizing powers.

‘Old man, I hope you don’t let me down.’

Lu Changsheng tucked away two fourth-tier talismans into his sleeves for quick activation.

Once prepared, he focused on observing True Lord Mingsha through the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror, signaling the Golden-Winged Roc to follow closely. He intended to move in more deeply and wait for the right moment when there were fewer people to act.

During this process, Lu Changsheng aimed to avoid causing trouble and refrained from competing with others over the treasures of the secret realm.

He noticed that True Lord Mingsha was gathering quite a few heavenly materials.

The earth dragon puppet he used, based on Lu Changsheng’s analysis, should be a top-tier third-grade puppet.

As for his strength, without direct confrontation, he couldn’t gauge it, but it was highly likely that he was at the early stage of Yuanying.

After two days, Lu Changsheng felt it was time, signaling the Golden-Winged Roc to increase their speed and prepare to attack True Lord Mingsha.

Just then, a thunderous clash echoed from afar.

Two Yuanying cultivators were battling, causing terrifying ripples of spiritual energy.

Lu Changsheng had no intention of joining the fray and signaled the Golden-Winged Roc to turn and take a detour to avoid getting caught up.

Once he evaded, he used the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror to see that True Lord Mingsha had also clashed with a Yuanying Zhenren over a treasure embryo.

‘Earth-type techniques and abilities should be a bit stronger than the Five Poisons Sect Master, but nowhere near True Lord Xuanjian.’

Watching the two clash, Lu Changsheng analyzed the situation.

However, neither of them unleashed their full power; after over ten exchanges, they tacitly stopped, and the other party offered a fourth-tier material as compensation.

‘As expected, in secret realms like this, unless there’s a supreme opportunity, few people would choose to fight to the death.’

Lu Changsheng lamented silently.

If True Lord Mingsha had overexerted his spiritual energy at that moment, he could have seized the opportunity to strike.

But rather than seizing opportunities, this True Lord Mingsha merely consumed a small amount of spiritual energy and promptly replenished himself with Spirit Stones, swiftly recovering, leaving Lu Changsheng without a chance.

Days passed in this manner.

Finally, Lu Changsheng spotted an opportunity when True Lord Mingsha confronted a fourth-grade demon king in a cave, considerably drained. The top-tier third-grade earth dragon puppet showed signs of damage, while the unconscious Lu Ping’an was directly sealed within a bounded domain.

Perhaps due to the secret realm’s restraints on divine senses and the inability to teleport, using a bounded domain to contain a third-grade body-refining Core Formation cultivator would be taxing on spiritual energy. This was likely why Lu Ping’an hadn’t been sealed in before.

As Lu Ping’an was placed in the bounded domain, Lu Changsheng immediately noticed that the imagery peering through the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror had become quite blurry.

‘This is an opportunity!’

Although True Lord Mingsha wasn’t injured, he had expended a significant amount of energy.

From Lu Changsheng’s observations over the past days, he knew True Lord Mingsha would definitely meditate to recover using Spirit Stones soon! ‘Whoosh!’

As the Golden-Winged Roc transformed into a beam of golden light, tearing through the layers of air towards True Lord Mingsha at astonishing speed, suddenly a gust of cold, ghostly wind roared in from the side. A chilling, dark ghostly hand lunged toward Lu Changsheng.

The Golden-Winged Roc let out a shrill cry, its body shining like a golden sun, as countless feathered blades tore through the dark ghostly hand.

‘True Lord Mingsha?!’

Lu Changsheng frowned slightly, recognizing the aura of spiritual energy. He hadn’t expected True Lord Mingsha to also arrive in the Mirage Domain.

‘Yangming Zhenren, what an unfortunate twist of fate!’

From the swirling ghostly wind emerged a sinister voice, and a middle-aged man, ugly in appearance and clad in a dark red ghost robe, slowly appeared.

It was indeed True Lord Mingsha, the Grand Elder of the Yin Ghost Sect.

‘What, does True Lord Mingsha want to have a showdown with me here?’

Lu Changsheng, clad in a black Daoist robe and with an imposing visage, revealed the Da Luo Sword Embryo in his hand and said coldly.

If it weren’t for the concern for his son, Lu Ping’an, Lu Changsheng wouldn’t mind going all out to slay the True Lord Mingsha before him.

‘A Core Formation cultivator like you, even with your exceptional fortune and a supreme treasure, really think you can stand against this True Lord?!’

Seeing Lu Changsheng’s fearless demeanor, True Lord Mingsha felt insulted. His dark red ghost robe flared, summoning a bizarrely-patterned yantai.

‘Gurgle! Gurgle! Gurgle!’

The yantai swelled in the wind, transforming into a blood pool several meters wide, enveloped in a dense, foul-smelling, blood-red fog.

The blood mist seemed alive, morphing into ghastly faces. Within the blood pool, dark red blood surged like boiling water, bubbling up and producing ghastly ‘pop’ sounds.

‘Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—’

The blood pool radiated endless light, as the ghostly wind howled, and the voices of ghosts echoed, leaving Lu Changsheng feeling disturbed.

Next, he watched as the blood-colored ghost wind enveloped him on all sides, transforming into formidable ghostly soldiers, covering the entire area.

‘Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool?! Ten Thousand Ghost Dao Soldiers!’

Lu Changsheng had previously learned about this supreme treasure of the Yin Ghost Sect from the Five Poisons Sect Master.

He hadn’t expected True Lord Mingsha to bring the sect’s greatest treasure along; no wonder he was confident enough to attempt to slay him.

‘As Ah Youduo mentioned, this blood pool not only pollutes treasures, continuously producing Ten Thousand Ghost Dao Soldiers, but it also harbors a fourth-grade ghost king with tremendous combat strength!’

Seeing this, Lu Changsheng erupted with radiant sword light from the Da Luo Sword Embryo and swung it forward, signaling the Golden-Winged Roc to retreat quickly, unwilling to engage with True Lord Mingsha.

After all, to slay him, he would need to unleash all his power.

If the commotion attracted other Yuanying cultivators, it would lead to immense trouble.

‘You let me go that day with the Five Poisons Sect Master; now you think you can act rashly alone?’

True Lord Mingsha had been observing Lu Changsheng’s spiritual energy ever since he entered the secret realm; it was a rare chance to encounter him, so how could he let him escape?

His dark red palm suddenly spread wide, unleashing the cultivated Yuanying divine abilities, and a huge ghostly hand a hundred feet tall formed from blood and ghostly energy to block Lu Changsheng’s path.

‘Nine Treasures Dao Bone! Brahma Demon True Form!’

Watching this scene unfold, Lu Changsheng’s Nine Treasures Dao Bone intertwined as his spiritual energy erupted like a volcano. Behind him appeared a three-headed, six-armed phantom of a Buddha-Demon, which struck out alongside the dazzling sword light to crush the ghostly hand.

‘Ten Thousand Ghost Formation!’

True Lord Mingsha bellowed. Suddenly, countless ghostly soldiers emerged from the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool, fusing into his ghostly hand, forming a surge of blood-red ghostly energy to suppress Lu Changsheng!

However, Lu Changsheng possessed the Chaos Body and had a near fourth-tier physique; his qi and blood surged like a dragon, making him immune to all evils. His Da Luo Sword Embryo resonated with origin laws, erupting with unparalleled, sharp sword light to annihilate the innumerable Ten Thousand Ghost Dao Soldiers before him.

‘This sword is probably no weaker than the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool!’

Watching the sword embryo in Lu Changsheng’s hand, True Lord Mingsha felt envious, knowing it was a top-tier treasure.

He joined his hands to form seals, the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool rattling, with torrents of blood pouring down on Lu Changsheng, aiming to corrupt his sword embryo!

This blood pool could not only taint others’ treasures; once tainted, it could erase the treasures’ imprints and even attempt to seize them.

‘It seems a few rounds won’t suffice!’

Lu Changsheng realized that without unleashing his full power, it would be challenging to retreat safely.

‘Boom! Boom! Boom!’

His near fourth-tier physique fully awakened, erupting with an overwhelming force.

Thunderous dragon flames and exorcist gold bolts transformed into two celestial dragons entwined and charged towards the torrent of blood, creating a nauseous stench from the blood.

While Lu Changsheng and the Golden-Winged Roc charged at True Lord Mingsha.

No matter how powerful the other’s Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool was, it had only broken through Yuanying for a little over ten years! ‘This is bad!’

True Lord Mingsha realized something was awry as Lu Changsheng charged at him. He immediately directed the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool’s soldiers toward himself, his spiritual energy swelling. A dark red bone sword, surrounded by countless souls, materialized in his hand.

‘Clang!’

The Da Luo Sword Embryo split straight down, its dazzling sword light shining like the sun, illuminating times past and present.

Although Lu Changsheng’s Nine Treasures Dao Bone’s power did not reach its limit, he fully activated the Da Luo Sword Embryo along with the power of his near fourth-tier physique, causing True Lord Mingsha’s bone sword to tremble and leaving a crack in his domain shield.

‘Break!’

In dire straits, True Lord Mingsha burned his spiritual essence, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood, and the bone sword burst with immeasurable blood light.

‘Caw!’

The Golden-Winged Roc screeched, its countless golden feathers spreading wide, standing in formation like hundreds of thousands of divine swords, emanating an unparalleled killing intent as it swooped towards True Lord Mingsha.

Lu Changsheng also activated a fourth-tier talisman from his sleeve, intending to slay True Lord Mingsha outright.

Fourth-tier attack talisman—Poison Dragon Talisman!

‘Roar!’

A giant poison miasma dragon appeared, roaring to engulf True Lord Mingsha.

However, just then, the infinite blood rain and stench of blood from the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool surged down upon True Lord Mingsha, enveloping him and neutralizing both the fourth-tier Poison Dragon Talisman and the hundred thousand golden feathers.

Simultaneously, the blood rain and stench converged with the overwhelmingly numerous Ten Thousand Ghost Dao Soldiers, crashing toward Lu Changsheng like a raging tide.

The Brahma Demon True Form behind Lu Changsheng roared, its six arms drumming like a divine creature to burst through the blood rain, ghostly soldiers, and curses.

Yet, the flooding blood mist from the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool continuously produced Ten Thousand Ghost Dao Soldiers.

And under the endless blood light of the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool, Lu Changsheng could no longer breach even a fraction of True Lord Mingsha’s defensive shield.

‘Damn, this thing is like a turtle shell!’

Lu Changsheng recognized that the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool was both offensive and defensive; unless he broke through this treasure’s defense or exhausted the pool’s essence, he wouldn’t be able to slay True Lord Mingsha.

‘Yuanying cultivators are nothing special; if it weren’t for relying on this treasure, I could slay you with a single sword today.’

Lu Changsheng scoffed disdainfully, opting not to linger and quickly left with the Golden-Winged Roc.

True Lord Mingsha’s face paled to a ghastly shade, utterly unprepared for the insult coming from a Core Formation cultivator.

Relying on a treasure’s power?

Seems like you’re doing the same! If you are capable, don’t utilize it! Yet, as a dignified Yuanying Zhenren, he couldn’t waste time arguing with Lu Changsheng.

Moreover, Lu Changsheng had already mounted the Golden-Winged Roc and was fleeing.

‘He must not be allowed to leave the Mirage Domain alive!’

Watching Lu Changsheng retreat, True Lord Mingsha’s expression shifted between black and white. Gritting his teeth, he commanded the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool to chase after Lu Changsheng, activating a token within his pocket to seek assistance.

He had previously coveted Lu Changsheng’s fortune and treasures, so he hadn’t called for help.

Now, seeing Lu Changsheng’s true strength, he knew that if the other broke through to Yuanying, he would surely face death!

Even with the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool, he was no match for Lu Changsheng! Thus, he must eliminate Lu Changsheng without delay.