All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 752 - 104 Bloodshed (7200)_2

Chapter 752: Chapter 104 Bloodshed (7200)_2

However, for some reasons within the sect, after He Wuchang was defeated and killed by Mingguang Dust, with his soul and mind shattered, only his Fate Pattern, under the manipulation of some powerful members of the sect, was transferred to his clone, creating a new person.

In a sense, this was also a kind of application of the "Life Transmutation" Secret Technique—He Wuchang’s clone was so closely tied to He Wuchang’s cause and effect that it naturally became the ’continuation of his lineage’. It easily inherited his Fate Pattern after He Wuchang’s death, preventing the Strange Mandate that was about to progress to Divine Mandate from dissipating. To differentiate, this clone was named He Wending.

He Wending’s mind was clear, fully aware that he was merely a living ’Container of the Fate Pattern’, and even He Wuchang himself was probably an ’experimental subject’ for the related Secret Techniques.

Just as He Wuchang readily accepted his identity as an experimental subject, He Wending was also happy to accept this outcome, as being the container for Divine Sect’s Fate Pattern still afforded him the treatment of wandering the world, as opposed to a reincarnation container for the original.

Inheriting He Wuchang’s Fate Pattern, He Wending’s strength improved rapidly. Many cultivation experiences and Combat Skills revived from his body and soul, and facing these Divine Repository-level Flesh and Blood beasts, he wasn’t panicked at all, instead he scrutinized them as prey: "These beasts may seem mighty, but all their power lies in the Law Domain."

"Their huge bodies are entirely stitched together from pieces of flesh and blood, driven by the ’Demon Heart’ within. Given ten or so years, maybe they can integrate and become the true body of a Great Demon, but now they are just a conglomerate stronger by mere tenfolds than a Martial Vein, and if my ultimate moves are used, I should be able to breach their shells and strike directly at the Demon Heart!"

For a Martial Vein realm to surpass a Divine Repository is almost impossible. Every Divine Repository, even the weakest and most peculiar, must at least meet the three conditions of ’Inner Array Realm with the Four Symbols and Five Elements complete, inner and outer Great Heaven and Earth interconnecting Spiritual Fiends, True Person’s Dharma Body achieved Perfection without leaks’, and at the very least be seen as a prodigy by commoners, because even if it’s just administering medicines, one must possess the wisdom to understand the corresponding Cultivation Techniques and the essence of the Divine Abnormality to convert the medicinal power and rebuild the True Person’s Dharma Body.

However, the reason it’s almost impossible and not absolutely impossible, is because there are many special conditions and special Divine Repository in this world—for instance, in a place devoid of Spiritual Fiends, unable to connect to the external Great Heaven and Earth, a Divine Repository could be defeated, and war machines like the Blood Meat Mutant Beasts, grown speedily by a Heavenly Demon, also have their own glaring weaknesses.

"The only problem is, how to get past Demonic Qi, enter deep into the Law Domain, and strike at their vital points before the beasts can react!"

He Wending’s personality was very similar to that of a young He Wuchang, and could even be said to be a He Wuchang who hadn’t completely grown twisted, developing on another trajectory. This felt a bit like abandoning a high-level account to nurture a new one, but indeed, He Wending was now bursting with vitality, with a young man’s state of mind.

He analyzed the weaknesses of the beasts with enthusiasm, already having a perfect plan in mind: "Before that, I need to eliminate a few Martial Vein Realm Blood Meat Mutant Beasts... This will certainly draw the attention of the Divine Repository beasts, hey! It’s indeed a bit of a challenge!"

Having formulated the plan, He Wending exerted force from his feet, transforming into a Blood Shadow, and charged towards the edge of the Demonic Qi Law Domain, towards a giant bear-shaped Flesh and Blood beast.

It was not difficult to kill this Martial Vein Mutant Beast. Before it could detect the young Martial Artist’s rush, He Wending had already broken through the gales, his Blood Wings turning into blades, and in an instant, cleaving it at the waist, destroying the Demon Heart in the center of its body!

In the span of a breath, the beast shattered amidst its wails, dispersing into huge clusters of Demonic Qi, which then converted into Mysterious Primordial Qi.

The vast Law Domain of Demonic Qi, which enveloped more than half of Cloud Mountain, also trembled for a moment, shrinking slightly.

"Hm?"

In the blood mist that splattered, as He Wending absorbed Mysterious Primordial Qi, he indeed noticed that the aura of Demonic Qi around the giant beasts wavered slightly, as they quickly mobilized their Law Domains.

But... oddly enough, as He Wending who had prepared to dodge the Divine Repository beasts’ attacks, suddenly realized something.

That was, the power mobilized by the giants wasn’t aimed at him.

No, that’s not right.

He Wending frowned deeply.

That was not the Law Domain of the Divine Repository beasts.

That was a similarly dim, but not wicked, rather deep and obscure darkness, like the dead silence of the Youli Nether Sea... not a murky chaos, but pure and thorough darkness.

—Someone else had the same idea as him!

But differently, this person acted directly against the Divine Repository beasts!

"Who is it?"

In the next instant, He Wending followed the origin of this silent Law Domain, his pupils constricted, he raised his head, looking up at the Heavenly Dome, where a mass of suffocatingly thick dark fog had formed into Cloud Mountain’s cloud wall, slowly moving forward, with thunderous roars of Thunder Light within it, vaguely forming a huge Formation, bringing down ominous black rain.

Wherever the black rain passed, all signs of life were extinguished, whether it was all Martial Artists or the Armored Giant Tigers summoned by the Chang Demon, all the signs of life were extinguished in a flicker.

Like a furnace extinguished by rainwater, a candle snuffed out by a cold wind.

At the same time.

Amidst the black clouds, martial figures clad in warrior Armor stood silently in the mist, the silent clouds of death that strangled all creatures, the rain of annihilation that eroded everything, and winds sharp as blades could not penetrate the armor thick as ramparts on them, inside of the Armor were not Flesh and Blood entities, but rows of talismans emitting faint glows.