The surroundings immediately fell silent. They had experienced all sorts of storms and waves, but at this moment, they were somewhat speechless.
This wasn't just a visual shock; it was also a spiritual shock. Even though he used Great Master Wu Xiang's relic, which was a trick, it was undeniable that the young man in front of them had the talent and creativity to look down on everyone.
Even Great Master Wu Xiang couldn't summon the power of Patriarch Bodhidharma, but he did it.
Furthermore, the Buddha's Palm could be said to be unparalleled. There was a trace of respect in their eyes that definitely came from the bottom of their hearts.
However, most of their attention was still on the deep hole in the palm print, and they didn't know if the Blood Moon Sovereign was dead or alive.
After all, the power contained in that move was several times stronger than their combined attack. Even if the Blood Moon Sovereign was an iron wall, he wouldn't be able to gain the upper hand.
After tens of seconds, they were overjoyed. It seemed that the Blood Moon Sovereign's soul was most likely damaged. Suddenly, there was a loud explosion, and the hole exploded again. A figure jumped out, and the scene looked like Sun Wukong coming out of the mountain.
"Rank two Pure Yang bloodline?
Who exactly are you?! "The Blood Moon Sovereign's face was covered in dust, and he couldn't hide the fear on his face.
"Pure Yang bloodline!" The elders' eyes lit up. These three simple words instantly gave them unlimited hope.
Even in the flourishing age of martial arts, the Pure Yang bloodline was a rare supreme bloodline, and it was also known as the bloodline of a King!
No wonder I couldn't see through him. Not only was he a celestial being that came from the heavens, but he also had the bloodline of a King. It seemed that the Blood Moon Sovereign had met his match.
"Stop talking nonsense. Take my attack!"
I didn't reply to him. At this moment, there was an endless amount of power in my body, and I just wanted to find a place to vent it.
This was the first time I had activated the rank two form. Actually, other than the trace of Patriarch Bodhidharma's will behind me, there was also an ink-like black dragon that spiraled around me. However, Patriarch Bodhidharma was too eye-catching, and they didn't notice this detail.
"Dragon Form!"
I glared angrily. Very quickly, the black dragon transformed into a ray of black light. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a pair of black dragon gloves that I wore.
The Tier 2 Sure-kill Skill, Dragon Transformation, was already incomparably tyrannical. Now, with the addition of Great Master Wu Xiang's relic, my combat power had increased severalfold in a short time.
In the next instant, I started an intense battle with the Blood Moon Sovereign. As he was slightly injured and had just recovered, his power was definitely not as strong as before. Thus, I had a slight advantage. However, the Blood Moon Sovereign had rich battle experience and was able to counter every attack. It was hard for me to break through his defense.
In fact, a large part of the reason why he was able to use the Buddha's Palm just now was due to his good luck. In other words, there was a certain chance of triggering the Buddha's Palm killing move the instant he summoned Patriarch Bodhidharma's willpower. If it were any other opponent, they would have long been smashed into minced meat. There would be no chance for them to survive.
However, the Blood Moon Sovereign was an exception. His reaction was surprisingly fast and he managed to counter the attack.
Fortunately, the Blood Moon Sovereign wasn't a threat to me. Moreover, when we were in a heated battle, Sage Zhang and the rest quickly consumed a special recovery pill to forcefully stabilize the loss of their power. Without hesitation, they took out their various divine weapons and started to attack the Blood Moon Sovereign.
"You bunch of fellows! You dare to bully me because I don't have any demon. If it wasn't for the Blood Spirit Pearl that was lost outside, all of you would have died!!!"
The Blood Moon Sovereign roared furiously. That earth-shattering voice reverberated in the abyss. There was an indescribable shock to it. No one dared to doubt his words!
I was sure that if it was an expert below the rank of a True Immortal, his voice would have been enough to injure them severely or even kill them on the spot!
Among the people present, the girl with the lowest cultivation had also stepped into this realm, so she wasn't too affected.
When I heard the Blood Moon Sovereign mention the Blood Spirit Pearl, my expression was a little strange, and my heart was beating wildly. One must know that the Blood Spirit Pearl was still in my hands not long ago, but I lost it because of a moment of carelessness.
"Hmph, let's just wait and see." The Blood Moon Sovereign waved his hand, and a blood mist surrounded him.
All sorts of attacks landed on the blood mist, and after a few seconds, the blood mist couldn't hold on anymore.
Sage Zhang gave them a look, and they increased their power in one go.
"Boom!" In the next instant, the blood mist couldn't take it anymore and scattered.
The Blood Moon Sovereign turned back into the stone statue from before. Under the impact of all kinds of forces, this stone statue was smashed into pieces, accompanied by a demonic wind.
Then, there was no trace of the Blood Moon Sovereign. "Sigh, we still let him escape …" Sage Zhang said helplessly.
"We can't help it. This is the famous Golden Cicada Shedding Carapace of the Evil Dao. With our strength, we can't trap him," Nun Emei couldn't help but say.
"That's right. The Blood Moon Sovereign is already severely injured. The Golden Cicada Shedding Carapace will consume his demonic power. If he wants to recover, he will need at least hundreds or thousands of years. We, the righteous sects, can finally heave a sigh of relief." The Beggar Sect's Sect Leader echoed.
The few of them had burned their blood essence, and their cultivation had decreased to different degrees. That was nothing. In order to deal with the Blood Moon Sovereign, Great Master Wu Xiang didn't hesitate to turn into a Buddhist relic on the spot. It was just like the saying of the Buddhist sects — if I don't enter hell, who will?