I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

As soon as the voice fell, Li Suisui saw Xue Jing raise his right hand towards him, as if swinging something to smash at him.

In the blink of an eye, a large volume of blood spurted from Xue Jing's hand at an unbelievable speed, rapidly congealing into shape, turning into a blood-colored giant hammer tens of meters long, hurtling toward Li Suisui.

"What...!?"

As the blood-colored giant hammer approached, Li Suisui's eyes widened slightly, but before he could react, he was struck as if swatted by a mosquito.

"Bang——!!!"

The metal ground caved in with a giant circular depression, steel rolling and spreading like waves, metal debris rising in a small mushroom cloud, and the explosive vacuum shockwaves forced all the spectators surrounding them to continuously retreat.

"What is that!?"

Many people widened their eyes in surprise, especially Wei Yuzhao.

From within the human-shaped crater, Li Suisui slowly got to his feet, blood trickling from his forehead into the corner of his eye, but it soon stopped.

He looked toward Xue Jing, who was holding the blood-colored giant hammer, and squinted, saying, "The ability to control and transform blood flesh... are you the Blessed One of the True Red Lord?"

Xue Jing smiled faintly without uttering a word. Instead, he waved his hand, and the blood-colored giant hammer softened and transformed into a whip-like thread knife, flexible like a whip yet glinting with a sharp cold light.

The True Red Blood Control ability manipulated a part of his body, even more flexible in use than the Shadow Flame, and its strength was based on the strength of his own body, far surpassing that of Shadow Flame.

This was the strength brought by sacrificing all Divinity, including Shadow Flame; naturally, there was no comparison.

The thread knife whirled and sliced toward Li Suisui, its speed and dexterity unimaginably quick; Li Suisui also immediately reacted, dodging and blocking, moving as quickly as if dancing.

Then, the whip-like thread knife transformed again into a straight blood long knife, a blade over ten meters long held in Xue Jing's hand, its proportions extremely exaggerated.

A touch of indifferent silver-white shone in his blood-tinted pupils as he swung the knife with both hands, and the blood long knife flashed through the air.

Above in the lead-colored sky, a huge red Full Moon vision appeared, with red cherry petals seeming blood-soaked, drifting down.

"Red Full Moon."

Li Suisui intended to use the All Things Myriad Phases Flow to dispel the knife strike, but by the time the long knife passed, he realized he had been hit, unable to dispel it.

Numerous small wounds all over his body kept splitting open, Li Suisui frowning deeply.

Without any trace of Channeling Energy, it seemed to be a blade driven purely by the Artistic Conception of Spirit...

He didn't have time to think further as dozens of high-speed spinning blood bullets trailed blood-colored tails and hurtled toward him.

The relentless barrage left Li Suisui somewhat exhausted in defense, without a moment's breath.

Li Suisui waved his hands rapidly, blocking all the Spiral Vermilion Bullets; with each blocked bullet, his palms made a snapping sound, the blood exploding in a spiral pattern, and spiral indentations appearing on the skin of his palms, while his body was continuously forced backward.

While fending off the attacks, he opened his mouth and spat out a pale yellow spherical airflow.

The moment the pale yellow airflow left his mouth, it immediately began rotating and dissipating into the surrounding area.

Upon seeing this, Xue Jing's gaze shifted.

"... Wind of All Beginnings?"

Although the color was different, Xue Jing, having seen it twice before, quickly recognized what it was.

The pale yellow airflow brushed against him, bringing a slight coolness.

Xue Jing frowned slightly, thinking that this wind had been sneaked inside by Li Suisui swallowing it, and felt rather disgusted.

Therefore, he released the blood energy originally contained within his body once again to keep the pale yellow wind at bay.

'Being wary of the Wind of All Beginnings and using blood energy to isolate it... he really is the Blessed One of the True Red Lord.'

After confirming his guess, Li Suisui looked dubiously at the intact blood long knife in Xue Jing's hand.

"...Why is that?"

The exuding blood energy could ward off the Wind of All Beginnings, essentially a method of sacrificing a pawn to save a castle, throwing out parts of his own body continuously to protect the majority from contact with the wind, not because the blood energy truly had the power to nullify the Wind of All Beginnings.
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And such blood weapons transformed by the ability, without protection from the exuding blood energy, should have disintegrated upon contact with the Wind of All Beginnings.

Before he could contemplate further, Xue Jing swung his hand again, transforming the blood long knife into a huge blood arm with sharp nails, clenched into a fist, and swung at Li Suisui.

The pressure of the fist, akin to that of an Ancient God, was immense, but Li Suisui snorted coldly, "Don't underestimate me."

He threw a Straight Punch, colliding with the gigantic blood fist; the comparison in size resembled a bee stinging at a human palm, vastly different.

"All Things Myriad Phases Flow·Thousand Mystic."

As the two fists met, they came to a standstill in an instant.

Then, starting from where Li Suisui's fist connected with it, a series of ripples spread across the surface of the blood giant fist. Soon, the entire fist dispersed, staining the ground blood-red.

Xue Jing's eyebrows twitched.

The mass of blood he controlled had 'died' under Li Suisui's strike.

All its cellular vitality had been wiped out cleanly, becoming a pool of dead matter, no longer controllable.

"Interesting."

Xue Jing smiled, closing the distance rapidly toward Li Suisui.