I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

It was as if there existed a form of Martial Arts unknown to the world.

"Strange, who taught this lad his Martial Arts?"

The elder was curious in his heart.

Meng Chong looked toward the fierce battle, fixing his gaze on the Remnant Soul for a long moment, his brow slightly furrowed.

"This Remnant Soul is very strong, far surpassing the Immortal Realm, and it's a Netherworld Remnant Soul, the remnant of a Netherworld powerhouse that once invaded the Divine Realm?"

That Remnant Soul, under the onslaught of Jiang Buping's Extreme Soul Martial Arts Divine Skill, managed to hold on until now – a truly rare feat.

"Jiang Tianming is about to crumble."

Meng Chong chuckled gleefully.

The battle grew more intense, and it was only now that the watching powerhouses realized why the Spear Demon Jiang Buping was so powerful. Amidst the siege of numerous Immortal Heavenly Venerables, with a single man and a spear, he had annihilated all enemies.

No Immortal Heavenly Venerable could withstand that overwhelmingly powerful strike of the Slaughter Spirit!

"What kind of Divine Soul Secret Technique is this, to be so tremendously powerful!"

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as just a Divine Soul Secret Technique!"

Boom!

Jiang Buping thrust his spear, cold light burst forth, transforming into myriad tiny specks that enveloped Jiang Tianming's body. These specks of cold light, as if irresistible, penetrated into Jiang Tianming's flesh.

Assaults like a Blood-colored Purgatory swept in, yet Jiang Buping's expression remained unchanged; with a swing of his spear and a thunderous noise, he tore open a gap in the Blood-colored Purgatory and escaped its grasp with a flicker.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Jiang Tianming let out a scream of agony.

A Divine Soul, half emerging from the physical body, displayed nothing but shock and panic, pleading, "Jiang Buping, I was wrong, I dare not, I beg you to spare me!"

"Stop attacking, if you spare me, I will do anything, Yun Yan'er is yours, everything is yours, please, spare me, I won't dare again!"

Jiang Tianming's Divine Soul was turbulent, his emotions had collapsed, gone was his past arrogance and the confident posture of having everything under control.

"You deserve this!"

Jiang Buping let out a cold smile and thrust his spear again.

Hum!

Clumps of light, akin to a blood marsh, appeared in front of Jiang Tianming's body. Another voice sounded, "Boy, handle this Divine Soul as you see fit. I'll take this physical body. Let's call it even from here, you've had your revenge, there's no need to continue fighting!"

"I'll destroy both his soul and his body, you have no right to bargain!"

Jiang Buping responded with a cold smile.

"Boy, do you really think I can't do anything to you? It's just that I can't bear to destroy this Remnant Soul!"

Blood Extreme spoke furiously.

"Whatever you have planned, just bring it on!"

Jiang Buping remained unmoved.

"Very well, you ignorant fool, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

Blood Extreme roared in anger.

At that moment, Jiang Tianming's body burst with a blood-red light.

A vortex resembling a purgatory appeared on Jiang Tianming, and then it began to devour his Divine Soul, constantly pulling it in.

"Ah!"

Jiang Tianming let out a scream of pain, but at that moment, he unleashed his Divine Spirit Soul Force.

"How dare you break your promise?"

Jiang Tianming seethed with rage.

"Boy, your life is forfeit. Sacrifice your Divine Soul to me, and I can avenge you, otherwise your death will be in vain, face the reality," Blood Extreme spoke calmly.

"Your time is running out, think carefully. If you willingly sacrifice your Divine Soul, you can still retain a trace of consciousness and see me slay your enemy!"

Jiang Tianming struggled, "Can you really kill that bastard?"

"There's a seventy percent chance."

"Only seventy percent?"

"Your Divine Soul is too weak, and there aren't enough of them; otherwise, it would have been more than seventy percent."

The eyes on Jiang Tianming's Divine Soul went blood-red with insanity at that moment, glaring at Jiang Buping with bitter hatred and suddenly he cried out, "Yun Yan'er, come here!"

Yun Yan'er hesitated for a moment before flying over.

"Tianming,"

Jiang Tianming looked at Blood Extreme and said, "How about with her included?"

"Hahaha, very well, very well, I, Blood Extreme, will grant you both this boon: to entwine your Divine Souls and stir up your resentment..."

Laughing heartily, Blood Extreme raised his hand and the Blood-colored Purgatory swept toward Yun Yan'er.

"What are you going to do?"

Yun Yan'er's expression changed drastically, and she moved to flee, but in an instant, she was enveloped by the Blood-colored Purgatory.

"Jiang Buping, I beg you, save me! It's my fault, I didn't mean to, it was him, he made me do it!"

Suddenly, Yun Yan'er pleaded with Jiang Buping for help.

"Yun'er, you bitch, how dare you seek help from that bastard?"

Jiang Tianming roared furiously.

"It's all your fault, Jiang Tianming! Had you listened to me, you wouldn't have ended up like this!"

Yun Yan'er too screamed in anger.

For a time, the sound of resentful cursing filled the air, and by the end, all the fury and all the grudges pointed at Jiang Buping, with two sinister gazes within the Blood-colored Purgatory seemingly ready to tear him to pieces!

Jiang Buping remained calm, silently watching, not even attempting to stop Blood Extreme from using this secret technique, not stopping him from blood refining Jiang Tianming and Yun Yan'er.

Boom!

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The Blood-colored Purgatory flowed into Jiang Tianming's body, and amidst the tumultuous bloodlight, the figure of a blood-colored monstrosity emerged, filled with resentment, sinister energy, and the aura of Slaughter Spirit stirring the Domain.

Three heads; the center one was blood-red, with vague features and blood-red eyes that seemed to emit the thunderous sounds of surging waves, as if blood torrents were violently churning.

The head on the left was ethereal, Jiang Tianming's remaining consciousness made manifest.

The head on the right was formed from the remaining consciousness of Yun Yan'er.

"Die, die, die... kill, kill, kill... bastard, little bastard..."

The voices of resentful spirits from Jiang Tianming and Yun Yan'er echoed between heaven and earth, making the hairs on the onlookers stand on end and stirring fear in their hearts, even prompting an instinctive retreat.

"What is that?"

"Don't know, but it seems like a technique from the Netherworld."

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At this moment, everyone felt a wave of shock.

If Jiang Buping should fall, this monstrosity might very well go on to voraciously consume the essence of martial artists, using blood refining in the Taikun Realm.

"It's been ages since I've used Blood Prison Killing Aspect; while it pales in comparison to its former glory, to kill you, it is more than enough!"

The sinister laughter of Blood Extreme resounded.

Then, he took a step forward, and in an instant, the Domain where the battlefield lay was engulfed in blood-red color, with waves of blood materializing out of thin air, engulfing Jiang Buping in a heartbeat.

Boom!

The waves rose violently, the Domain seemingly affected by a force of stasis, with a terrifying corrosive air spreading throughout the battlefield.

Swish!

One after another, figures resembling Blood Extreme emerged, and the voices of Jiang Tianming and Yun Yan'er, filled with resentful spirits, continually sounded, permeating the battlefield with their intent.

The slovenly old man took half a step forward.

"Blood Prison Killing Aspect, one of the Netherworld's three great Blood Path techniques of destruction. Since Taikun got killed by Blood Extreme, we've not seen it; never would have guessed that Taikun was a waste, Blood Extreme wasn't dead at all, and now it's being used again.

"Although much weaker now, that brat Jiang Buping won't be able to resist."

Hum!

Suddenly, within that Blood Prison, a cold light burst forth, a supremely sharp killing intent seemingly tearing the Blood Prison apart.

Even at a great distance, all of the Immortal Heavenly Venerables felt an involuntary sense of dread in their Divine Souls, as if they were under intense threat.

Subconsciously, they stepped back, their expressions solemn.

"If you weren't but a Remnant Soul wielding this technique, with my current strength, I might have hesitated, but for a mere Remnant Soul to threaten me is sheer folly!"

Jiang Buping's voice echoed within the Blood Prison.

"No matter how powerful you once were, now you're but a Remnant Soul. A mere Remnant Soul dares threaten me, who gave you the courage?

"Today, by making an enemy of me, Jiang Buping, you're doomed to not even have a tiny soul fragment survive!"

"Arrogant!"

Anger surged in Blood Extreme's voice.

The Blood Prison became even more astonishing, but at that moment, a cold light streaked through it and was gone in a flash.

Hum!

In that instant, the Blood Prison stagnated, then began to collapse, with all the resentment, the intent to kill, and the sinister vibes disappearing.

At last, everyone saw Jiang Buping, spear in hand, thrust it into the central head of the blood-colored monstrosity, which began to show cracks all over its body, even emitting blood-colored smoke, and was dissolving away.

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