Chaotic World Book
Chapter 366 - 358 What is the Main Character of Chaotic World Book_2

Chapter 366: Chapter 358 What is the Main Character of Chaotic World Book_2

On the surface, Zhao Changhe’s understanding of martial arts could truly be called that of a Grandmaster... but Yuxu believed that his combat experience was still insufficient, his understanding still not deep enough, and the blind man believed he had taken too few beatings.

They all had a point.

Just like this "Nether River Surge," it was useful, but when you stacked it up, how could a truly strong and experienced opponent let you stack it? The current Sect Hierarch Xue found that after the first saber strike, which had borrowed force, he immediately felt the opponent’s force tighten, and no matter what, he couldn’t borrow even a bit of it. Instead, because he had held back, he ended up appearing weaker in the eyes of the onlookers, whereas the energy of Sect Hierarch Xue surged explosively.

The momentum became unstoppable for Sect Hierarch Xue.

Including his own use of Spring Water Sword Intent, the kind of trick that deceives the eye through refraction used to be unbeatable, but it was utterly useless against Sect Hierarch Xue, who saw through it in an instant, and the counterstrike nearly sliced off his own half a finger.

Zhao Changhe couldn’t help but admire in his heart. Sect Hierarch Xue had always lived in legend, always giving people the impression that he was easy to bully, yet in reality, he was a Sect Grandmaster recognized by the Chaotic World List, a leader of ten thousand followers!

Purely discussing the cunning and refinement of the saber technique, the rich experience against enemies, and the freedom of energy transfer, he could very well serve as one’s master.

This battle had brought too much gain for himself. The cultivation techniques and saber techniques of the same origin, the same understanding and application, a more powerful and cunning senior demonstrated personally. This was how Blood Evil was used, this was how to play with saber techniques!

Trying to manipulate the opponent’s flow of Blood Qi didn’t succeed, instead, his own Blood Qi surged wildly.

The sense of fear had no effect, neither on himself nor on others.

Even another year of hacking through the Worldly Society would not be as meaningful as this single battle. Zhao Changhe could clearly feel that his understanding of the Blood Evil Saber Technique, his understanding of both Blood Qi and Evil Qi, had substantially progressed to an important new level.

No wonder he couldn’t break through the Secret Treasure.

His fundamental technique, it turns out, was not just a step away—it was far off!

"Far off indeed, this Blood Evil Saber of yours..." Xue Canghai’s voice came from ahead, startling Zhao Changhe from his insight.

Unaware, the sun had already set, and under the setting sun, the color of the Blood God Saber seemed to carry the blood color of the universe, turning the entire world into a sea of blood.

Just as Zhao Changhe tried to manipulate Xue Canghai’s Blood Qi and was counterattacked, Xue Canghai found his flaw.

"Whether it’s the Evil Qi or the saber technique, if this is the extent of your skill, then being number one on the Hidden Dragon list really is somewhat disappointing to me."

Xue Canghai’s voice seemed to come from the horizon, a sign that his spirit was utterly captured.

In Zhao Changhe’s eyes, there were no sunsets, no slanting sun. A blood-colored demon god, eclipsing the sun and the sky, stood in the sea of blood, with a bloody dome above his head, his blood saber like the sea, covering the heavens and the earth, even if there were thousands of troops ahead, they would be completely cleaved by this saber!

His hell, the sea of blood and the mountain of sabers!

Xue Canghai’s version of... Hell is Like This.

This saber wouldn’t have such an intent without having killed thousands...

"Bang!" A thunderous sound echoed, Zhao Changhe’s surging Blood Qi hadn’t subsided, caught off-guard, finally unable to withstand the force of this saber, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, thrown backwards.

Xue Canghai instinctively stepped forward, sweeping the saber to chase.

Unless there was a surprise, this battle was over... It was exhilarating indeed, but the performance of the number one Hidden Dragon still left Xue Canghai slightly disappointed.

Even though he knew that Zhao Changhe had deliberately withheld many ultimate skills, like the strange terrifying Alien Power from his previous physique, in the later stages, Zhao Changhe had restrained from using them. If Zhao Changhe had fully unleashed his great moves, Xue Canghai felt that he might not be able to win... but even so, Xue Canghai still felt disappointed. They were not competing for victory but for martial arts; they wanted to "mutually confirm each other and both breakthrough the Secret Realm’s door," but it seemed far from being adequate, nowhere near the standard.

While this thought flickered through his mind, Zhao Changhe, retreating, lightly tapped the ground of the Martial Arts Arena with his foot and unexpectedly sprang back, slashing with his saber.

From the perspective of onlookers, Zhao Changhe, in this rebound, seemed to be dazzled by the brilliant blood light, squinting his eyes, then abruptly opening them.

In Xue Canghai’s eye, the bloody dome above gently split open two crevices.

One like the sun, the other like the moon.

Then the star river shone, covering the dome.

Stars poured down like the Galaxy falling from the Nine Heavens.

"I told you... if your concept is the Blood God, then it ought to dissipate!"

"Bang!" Zhao Changhe’s saber slashed fiercely, Xue Canghai’s saber angrily swept across, and when the two sabers met vertically and horizontally, it created the illusion of the earth shaking and the mountains swaying.

The sea of blood completely vanished, the star river receded.

This was not Zhao Changhe’s Hell is Like This... He was still using Gods and Buddhas Scatter!

It was the most authentic, the original flavor, even carrying the halfway Frog Jump of the Gods and Buddhas Scatter technique...

This time, it was Xue Canghai who retreated, even though Zhao Changhe had not utilized the power of the Blood Asura Body, it was still Xue Canghai who retreated.

The crowd watched in shock, unable to comprehend how Zhao Changhe could catch his breath and unleash such a strike amidst his retreat.

But Xue Canghai, still in retreat, saw joy in his eyes.

This was it...

This strike confirmed whether his godlike powers were indeed scattered, was this the intent...

Was it a roar in adversity, a resistance and struggle under the oppression of gods?

Recalling the times when he was weak, when did he use this move?

Was it always during a desperate counterattack?

Yes...

From Xue Canghai’s eyes, behind Zhao Changhe, a Dharma Image similarly rose.

Neither god nor demon.

With the sun and moon for eyes, the galaxy as his body, meandering like a dragon, pouring like a river.

A saber sweeping across, like a gentle breeze. In this world, there were no gods, no demons, not even oneself.

The air seemed to stop, everything in the world ceased to exist, a quiet stillness, vast and distant.

Zhao Changhe’s rendition of "Hell is Like This"!

"Clang!"

Another terrifying clash erupted, with surging Qi force shaking the onlookers, forcing them to step back again.

In these last few strikes, instructors like the Martial Arts Hierarch and Teaching Elders were speechless, unable to explain... this was too far beyond their capabilities, not something they could understand.

All they could see was Xue Canghai being pressed backward by Zhao Changhe’s strike, bending backward, as the Blood God image behind him gradually faded. Yet, Xue Canghai was smiling, and his smile grew louder, "I understand now."

"Boom!"

The Blood God image suddenly expanded, as if it reached the heavens and trod the Blood Sea.

"What you said is correct; perhaps that was the Blood God’s intent before the epoch collapsed. He was resisting, voicing himself..." Blood trickled from the corner of Xue Canghai’s mouth, his eyes crazed, "The Blood God Sect has only blood-lust, lacking true blood-spirit... suppressed by a mere woman, not even daring to resist. That’s why I halted at the Sect’s gate."

"I follow the path of the Blood God, why should the universe exclude me!" Xue Canghai shouted again, an unstoppable force surging tremendously, pushing the pressing Zhao Changhe back, stumbling.

Xue Canghai stood straight, behind him the Blood God phantom reaching the heavens above and the Blood Sea below.

"The gate to the Secret Treasure, that’s all it is."

Xue Canghai broke through the Secret Treasure.

Zhao Changhe was dumbstruck.

What we discussed, confirming each other’s understanding wasn’t supposed to lead to this... How did you derive a new meaning by yourself, and even use it to break through?

What about me?

I haven’t found it yet! That’s not fair...

People say Xue Sect Hierarch is the main character in the Chaotic World Book, that’s just teasing... are you serious?

The next moment left Zhao Changhe even more dumbstruck, and the entire Martial Arts Arena was in disbelief.

Xue Canghai knelt on one knee, speaking softly, "I follow the path of the Blood God, but I know I am not the Blood God. However, you are... at least His spokesperson, aptly called the Saint Heir."

Zhao Changhe: "?"

What are you talking about? Weren’t you just saying not to be suppressed by a woman, why are you kneeling to me?

"What you have articulated about the Blood God is correct, at least his final intent... and..." Xue Canghai said earnestly, "I sense the presence of the Blood God Order in you. How else could someone who has only cultivated for a little over a year decode the Blood God’s intent, aiding me to break through the Secret Treasure gate, stalled for a whole thirteen years? There’s no clearer evidence."

Zhao Changhe suddenly thought of the Blood Token sold by Ying Wu for a single coin.

The Blood God Sect is a Sect dedicated to worship, a place of belief... not merely a Sect chasing the footsteps of an Ancient Demon God, not trying to replace its intent.

Zhao Changhe, staring at the kneeling Xue Canghai, thought to himself, should I really cosplay as the Emperor Ye, letting the Vermilion Bird kneel too?