"Those who are able to make it here are all cultivators of my generation. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to understand the mysteries of the Eight Divine Formations."
"Therefore, even if cultivators fail to pass the trials, there's no need to worry. I didn't set the rule that the loser would die. You can do whatever you want with no worries."
Emperor Zang Tian's voice was heard again, dispelling Wang Yan's last concern.
Since there was no rule that the loser would die, then even if he failed to pass the trials, he could still survive.
That was enough!
"I'll give you three breaths to think about it. After three breaths, if there's no response, my bloody shadow will attack."
Wang Yan took a deep breath, adjusted his condition to his peak and waited for time to pass.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths!
In an instant, the bloody shadow made its move.
A bolt of crimson lightning headed straight for Wang Yan. It was so fast that he was dumbfounded.
Its speed was beyond common sense. It was almost in front of him in an instant.
Space and distance seemed to be non-existent in front of the bloody shadow.
"Dragon Tail Whip!"
Wang Yan yelled and channeled his astral powers into his right leg. He twisted his leg and lashed out.
In an instant, a ten-thousand-meter-long shadow of a dragon appeared behind Wang Yan. As he lashed out with his right leg, it twisted its horrifying dragon tail and whipped at the crimson lightning!
Bang!
An earth-shattering thud was heard. The dragon tail that was as sharp as a sword exploded into pieces.
The blood-colored lightning didn't slow down at all. With a terrifying force, it shot toward Wang Yan in a tyrannical manner that could crush everything in its path!
"Infinite Finger of Calamity!"
"Heaven and Earth Collision!"
A gigantic, pitch-black finger pierced through the void and landed. Along with it was the shadow of an ancient deity statue that emitted a majestic and holy aura.
At the same time, Wang Yan's dark eyes shone with an eerie glaze light.
In an instant, a layer of glazed light appeared on his body, enveloping him. It lingered around him, forming a layer of glazed clothing.
That was the manifestation of the Glaze Myriad Physique.
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint, Wang Yan put two of his fingers together and pointed at the blood-colored lightning. At the same time, he bent his left arm and used the tip of his elbow as the point of attack.
As he moved, the giant finger and the phantom of the divine elephant attacked the blood-colored lightning from the left and right.
The entire process seemed slow, but in reality, it didn't take more than a second.
Bang!
A loud sound rang out again, but there were no aftershocks. It was as if this blood-colored space could absorb and devour all external forces.
The terrifyingly domineering blood-colored lightning finally slowed down, but it was only for a second before its speed rose again.
In an instant, almost ninety percent of Wang Yan's Glass Myriad Physique was shattered!
"Annihilation Palm!"
Wang Yan knew that he was no match for this blood-red lightning. Without the slightest hesitation, he pressed down with his left palm, and silver light shone from his shoulder like a rising moon.
In the next second, an incomparably huge pitch-black palm print pierced through the void and descended.
As it descended, it kept shrinking. When it collided with the blood-colored lightning, it was only the size of a palm, but its power was more than ten times stronger than before!
An earth-shattering sound rang out again, and the blood-colored space trembled, showing signs of collapsing.
However, the collapse didn't last long. As an inexplicable force surged out, the space instantly calmed down.
At the same time, the blood-colored lightning finally stopped, and a tall and magnificent crimson shadow appeared.
Wang Yan's pupils suddenly contracted. This was the true form of the crimson shadow.
The blood-colored lightning just now was just the power of the shadow's close-range attack!
At the moment, he had used all five Earth-level Martial Arts Techniques, and the Glaze Myriad Physique was completely shattered.
Thinking of this, Wang Yan flipped his palm, and the Soul of the Heavenly Sword landed in his left hand.
Astral power, Demonic Qi, and the sixth type of overbearing energy flowed into his left arm, stimulating the surging physical strength and the Primordial Qi.
All of these energies were mixed together and infused into the Soul of the Heavenly Sword through his left hand.
In an instant, a sharp Sword Qi shot up into the sky, as if it was going to pierce through the sky.
The Soul of the Heavenly Sword emitted a light that had never been seen before, and the Sword Qi seemed to have solidified.
The blood-colored space that had just stabilized began to shake again.
The fierce Sword Qi transformed into countless tiny whirlwinds of Sword Qi that raged out and left behind dense marks in this blood red space.
"Traversing the Four Directions!"
When the Sword Qi reached its peak, Wang Yan swung his left hand and swung it diagonally.
In an instant, a silver-white Sword Qi that looked like it had solidified shot out like a silver bridge, stretching endlessly.
Everywhere it passed, the Blood Qi that pervaded the air was swept away, as if it had been completely purified.
"Six Directions!"
Without stopping, Wang Yan flicked his wrist and swung it up and down. The Soul of the Heavenly Sword once again shot out two more Sword Qi.
The Sword Qi crisscrossed and shot out in the shape of a cross. Everywhere it passed, the Blood Qi was instantly purified, and a giant transparent cross appeared in the air!
The Art of Murderous Heavenly Sword was created by the Elder of the Heavenly Sword. Each of the Sword Qi was more powerful than the last.
If the Art of Murderous Sword fell into the hands of a genius swordsman, the person would become a Venerable swordsman in a short amount of time.
Even a Venerable swordsman like Simon Rampart chased after Wang Yan the moment he used the Art of Murderous Heavenly Sword.
It was not hard to imagine how powerful the Art of Murderous Heavenly Sword was. Unfortunately, Wang Yan had only learned the first three moves.
"Murderous Heaven and Earth!"
Wang Yan did not care what damage the first two moves of the Art of Murderous Heavenly Sword would do to the Blood Shadow. He immediately decided to use the third move.
As the sword was raised, an indescribable force began to gather.
The force was so powerful that it seemed like it could cut through everything in the world.
It was as if the sword was going to split the sky and earth in half.
At the same time, the force was mixed with a fierce and domineering force, as if it was going to cut off all means of retreat.
The Blood Shadow shattered the second move of the Art of Murderous Heavenly Sword and turned into a blood-red lightning again, charging at Wang Yan.
Wang Yan took a deep breath and pushed his energy center to its limit. Even his meridians were aching.
The next moment, Wang Yan's left hand swung forward casually. There were no fancy movements, nor were there any exquisite moves.
This sword could be said to be ordinary and mediocre.
However, the moment the sword was fully swung, a terrifying sword force erupted. Like a broken dam, it drowned the blood-red lightning.
It was truly a sword strike that could freeze the world.
In the blink of an eye, the Sword Spirit of the Heavenly Sword disappeared, and what appeared in Wang Yan's hand was a dark-red trident with two blades.
Although his energy center was empty, his physical strength was surging. The moment all one thousand and eight acupoints in his body lit up, the tripled attack power of the Thousand Elephant Divine Armor was immediately activated.
The Ancient Qi mixed with the sixth overbearing energy, as well as the power contained in his left arm, were all infused into the Ultimate Destruction Halberd.
"Destroy!"