Chapter 136: Taiji Blood Chart
my friend is outside. Why don't you let him in He's only late because he was framed!"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"Yes! Does that make sense This is still open to...The fortune teller reacted incredibly quickly, nearly the instant the strong wind picked up, he triggered the large formation formed by the stone pillars.
These stone pillars, initially appearing dull and rough, now began to react. The figures carved on the surface of the pillars became instantly clear.
Every stone pillar has a different scene.
Forty-nine stone pillars, all emitting blazing white light.
Blazing light, like threads interwoven into a net, trapped Yu Beidou and Liu Huai on the ground within its grasp.
This blaze was intense, yet it did not bring a feeling of heat, only an endless chill.
There are voices of lamentation, like the grief of a god. There are cries of anguish, like the weeping of ghosts.
The heavens and earth are like a prison, locking up gods and ghosts so they cannot escape!
Oh, the hatred!
Boom boom boom!
Within the cave, gods weep and ghosts wail. Outside the cave, in the chaotic valley of rubble, a sudden and drastic change occurs.
When Zheng Fei Li Shou Gang was thrown out of the cave, the natural formation of Luan Shi Valley had already been activated.
One gust in the valley, one gust in the cave.
The fortune teller glanced back at the formation outside the cave, realizing that Zheng Lao San and Li Lao Si were no longer reliable. Although he had made preparations in the valley before entering the cave, he was completely clueless now. In the struggle for this natural formation, he was undoubtedly losing ground!
Looking at Yu Beidou again, his eyes were filled with even more apprehension.
And the half-air Yu Beidou, looking at this array in the cave, also frowned: "Heaven and Earth as a cage A blood sacrifice to bind fate"
He sighed: "You're walking down the wrong path... farther and farther away!"
This remark clearly enraged the fortune-teller, who snarled, “If you’re right, then why is there nowhere for someone like me to stand Why has the art of divination been abandoned by the world Why am I being chased out of Linzi like a dog!”
His eyes reflected blood, his left hand already holding aloft a small stone altar. A gust of wind swirled around him, and a sinister aura suddenly rose.
Yu Beidou did not speak, only moving his sword finger, pointing far away at the fortune teller.
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This is his answer!
The vault of this dim cave suddenly glittered with a scattering of twinkling stars.
Amidst the shifting stars, within a radius of about three inches centered on the diviner, the space seemed to quiver.
This "shaking" was extremely brief, almost imperceptible. But when it settled, the diviner was astonished to find himself amidst the formation!
Those forty-nine stone pillars, reaching from the apex to the ground. A dazzling white light formed a net, blocking every crevice, even enshrouding the red dust and severing karma.
...but he, too, was locked up!
But I saw the stone pillar was a prison, imprisoning Yu Beidou, Liu Huai, and the diviner all together.
Under these circumstances, many of the killing moves of the Blood Sealing Formation cannot be used...
For he was also in the ranks.
The diviner, without a word, raised the stone altar in his left hand and hurled it at Yu Beidou.
It was like a street brawl, but it was the most powerful and direct attack at this moment.
A small stone altar, within which there are heavens and earth. There are chants, hawkers' cries, weeping, roars... All manner of human voices mix like a tide, with all the myriad aspects of life reflected within.
Upon the altar, a thick sanguine glow surged, giving off an eerie and gruesome feeling. This tiny altar seemed to have devoured the entire world.
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And while Yu Beidou had been holding a seal with his left hand, at this moment his five fingers spread open and flipped over suddenly.
Then heaven and earth were turned upside down.
The stone altar in the fortune teller's hand, though clearly aimed at Yu Beidou, fell in the opposite direction. The harder he swung it, the farther away it went.
Although it was Mingming who wielded the altar and struck Yu Beidou, the current situation saw the altar dragging his hand outwards!
This inverted displacement gives one a feeling of nausea and dizziness.
"Does that fat one and thin one each carry the blood of balance, wouldn't you say" Yu Beidou asked in a low voice. "You want to use them as substitutes at a critical moment, how could I let you get your wish This innate chaotic formation is enough to keep them busy for a long time."
The fortune teller struggled with his left hand, trying to pry the stone altar back. With his right hand, he curled his fingers, keeping only his index finger straight. He drew it across his brow, creating a two-inch long bloody line, and snarled, "Do you think you can calculate everything Things don't always go your way!"
The two-inch long blood line across his brow suddenly turned, forming a blood circle right in the middle of his forehead.
Within the blood-red circle, a yellow line slithered out like a spirit snake, twisting and dividing the circle. Then, in symmetrical positions at the bottom left, top right corners, two dark, eerie circles appeared...
A bloody Tai Chi diagram was imprinted on his brow. It looked both evil and sacred, direct yet profound. Contradictory yet powerful, it was indescribable.
No, that's not right.
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This blood-red Taijitu was not in the diviner's brow.
Because Yu Beidou's left hand had somehow pressed against his forehead.
And yet, this blood-red Tai Chi symbol, which should have been imprinted on the fortune teller's forehead, was instead stamped upon Yu Beidou's hand!
Time flies, and techniques evolve!
Yu Beidou's back trembled slightly, then he launched the bloody Taiji diagram with a flick of his wrist. He exhaled like a white rainbow, piercing and shattering the diagram.
“You actually still performed the Taiji Blood Diagram…” Yu Beidou’s voice grew increasingly indifferent: “Stuck in the mire, you have committed a crime punishable by ten thousand deaths!”
The diviner stared at the shattered Taiji blood diagram. It was his painstaking life's work, a masterpiece he had poured his heart and soul into, and also his ultimate weapon, his trump card. In that moment, his eyes were red with fury!
"Putting on a monkey's fur and claiming righteousness, judging people based on mere words!"" He glared at Yu Beidou with a ferocious expression: "You old geezer! Who do you think you are!"
At this time, there was no trace of peace in him.
That plain and simple scholar's robe seemed utterly out of place on him at this time.
He is no longer concerned with his demeanor, or perhaps... unwilling to be.
Click.
He gripped the stone altar with his left hand, and all five of his fingers snapped at once!
Such power!
And finally, with a pull, he brought the altar back and smashed it into Yu Beidou's face.
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His anger, his pain, his hatred, all so clear and profound.
He was determined to kill Yu Beidou, he would even go to kill him with broken fingers and shattered legs, nothing could stop his resolve or change his mind!
“Who am I” Yu Beidou looked at him with a pitying gaze and said softly, “I am Yu Beidou, chosen by destiny before birth, my path cut short after. The art of divination should be used for oneself and end there.”
With a mere reach, natural and effortless, he snatched the altar from the diviner's hands. He flicked it back with his wrist, and the stone altar crashed down with a thunderous boom, blood swirling in its wake, aimed directly at Liu Huai who had been lying silently on the ground all this time!
Yu Beidou, although it was the blood-binding array laid down by the diviner, seemed to be the master of this place, acting with ease. He pointed east and west, effortlessly suppressing the diviner, and even gave the Blood Demon a helping hand.
With the wound on his neck still gushing blood, as if unaware of everything around him, Liu Huai opened his eyes at this very moment!
That stone altar came to a halt before him, barring his way any further. And then, as if corroded by some unseen force, it crumbled into dust and was swept away by the wind.
Liu Huai, separated by the stone dust swirling in the wind, met Yu Beidou's gaze.
He opened his eyes and tears flowed, but they were not tears of sadness, they were bloody tears.
Blood and tears flowed down his cheeks, winding like blood snakes on his pale face.
"桀桀桀…"
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He let out a raspy, eerie laugh: "Since you've come to an end, you shall die!"
Since Yu Beidou wanted to trace back to the source and eradicate "Mèqíng Juéyù Xiě Mógōng" (The Blood Devil's Art of Eliminating Emotions and Desires) to its greatest extent, the Blood Demon could naturally obtain more power from the source. This was his capital for confronting Yu Beidou. Whenever Yu Beidou channeled a portion of his power to deal with the fortune teller, he swiftly regained his freedom. However, he wasn't simply reduced to chaos and instinct. The reason he deliberately pretended was to wait for the fortune teller to drain Yu Beidou of even more power.
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But since Yu Beidou has already discovered it, there's nothing else to say.
Only killing.
In a raspy chuckle, the two blood snakes trailing from the corner of his eyes rose up, flashed with crimson light, and vanished!
Yu Beidou remained unfazed, calmly drawing his sword and slashing across his own face. A blood serpent was instantly severed and cut to pieces.
But even his levitating body couldn't help but shake, the back of his head swelling as another blood snake burrowed in and frantically began to corrode.
This bloody, tear-forged serpent doesn't appear particularly impressive. It's far less ostentatious than the various displays conjured by the diviner. But its true terror is evident on my body, Beidou.
At this very moment, Yu Beidou's eyes, nostrils, lips, and ears are all bleeding!
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