Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1321 - 714: The Emergence of the Five Elements Thunder Ring

With a sudden burst of lightning, Zhao Sheng manifested a hundred miles away. He stared cautiously at the resurrected form of the Great Chi Jian.

"Is this your grand design? You actually harbor the delusion of resurrection?! How intriguing!" Zhao Sheng’s gaze remained fixed on the entity, his spirit burning with an intense desire for battle.

In that instant, the Ghost Chi Giant, standing miles across the horizon, erupted into manic laughter and lunged a hand toward Zhao Sheng.

The heavens turned pitch black as a colossal cyan-purple hand descended from the firmament. Its five massive, pillar-like fingers were wreathed in countless strands of despairing black light, seeking to crush Zhao Sheng from above.

Even before the palm landed, the suffocating pressure of the Law of Despair had already locked down the region, causing the Blood Sea below to churn with violent, monstrous waves.

Zhao Sheng raised his arm and threw a direct punch toward the descending titan hand.

A thunderous "boom" echoed as a pillar of blinding lightning, miles wide, surged into the sky and collided with the center of the cyan-purple palm.

The massive hand shattered instantly, disintegrating into a shower of blood-red light and burning embers that rained down in every direction.

Zhao Sheng’s frame was pushed down more than three meters. He steadied himself amidst a chaotic flicker of thunderous Qi, a trace of astonishment crossing his features.

The sheer volume of power within that cyan-purple hand was staggering; its brute strength had surpassed his initial estimations!

Yet, the fragments of blood light and embers did not dissipate. Instead, they morphed into countless Blood Drops, which coalesced into ethereal blood claws. These claws emerged from the void to seize Zhao Sheng’s limbs and torso, pinning him firmly.

Before Zhao Sheng could break free, the Ghost Chi Giant’s mocking laughter reached his ears: "I have you now! Let us see if you can survive this!"

Even as the words were spoken,

A bone-chilling aura invaded Zhao Sheng’s body. The blood claws constricted with the weight of a mountain, causing his bones to emit an audible cracking sound. Despite the formidable toughness of his physical form, he found the pressure nearly unbearable.

Hmm?

The Red God Spirit Venerable felt a flicker of surprise. He noted that his claw force—which could easily pulverize the golden muscles and jade bones of a Great Success Realm expert—had failed to shatter his opponent's frame. A look of shock crossed his blood-colored eyes.

"Hmph, you still struggle! For this venerable... go to your grave!"

In the following breath, the Red God Spirit Venerable gave a low shout. His Lifebound Divine Banner emerged from his body and expanded, casting vast curtains of black light over the battlefield.

Instantly, the blood claws turned a deep obsidian, radiating a terrifying aura of despair. They tightened once more with absolute force, focusing an overwhelming pressure onto Zhao Sheng’s body.

Right then, Zhao Sheng’s entire form erupted in a brilliant purple-black radiance. Scale armor of the same hue rapidly surfaced on his skin, providing an indestructible layer that halted the blood claws in their tracks.

The claws were stymied once again. Though they caused him visible discomfort, his body remained like indestructible Jingang, completely impervious to the crushing force.

The Kui Worm is a divine insect from the Immortal Heaven, possessing a talent entirely dedicated to defense. Its scales are considered the absolute peak of defensive power among the Insect Race; thus, it is famously known as the Kui Worm!

Zhao Sheng let out a deep growl as his body expanded further, growing from twenty zhang to a towering thirty zhang. His combat strength surged, reaching the level of the Returning to Void Great Success Realm.

With that surge, every blood claw gripping him was instantly blown to pieces.

Taken aback, the Red God Spirit Venerable quickly raised his arm. A crystalline blood banner appeared in his grasp, its surface wreathed in towering black-red flames as he leveled the tip toward Zhao Sheng.

A beam of black light erupted from the banner's tip. It streaked toward Zhao Sheng, carving a jagged rift in the void with a sharp "sizzle," causing a massive amount of the Power of Laws to spill out from the tear.

This sinister black light seemed to bypass the constraints of time and space. It struck Zhao Sheng squarely in the chest before he could evade, rapidly expanding to envelop his entire frame.

Startled, Zhao Sheng immediately circulated his mana. He unleashed a torrent of thunder light infused with the power of his will, attempting to burn away the black light clinging to him.

Surprisingly, the black light was as persistent as a maggot in the bone. Its vitality was incredible; as soon as the will-infused lightning destroyed one layer, more black light would manifest to take its place.

In that fleeting moment, the Red God Spirit Venerable shook the blood banner with a solemn expression, chanting a dark incantation: "He... who carries the sins of all living things! I condemn you with the malice of the Chi Gods..."

Rotting flesh!

Withered bones!

Drained blood!

Severed head!

As each curse was pronounced, billions of Human Clan Yin Souls within the Blood Sea were offered as sacrifices. They transformed into threads of Cursing Power that latched onto Zhao Sheng’s body.

A gruesome transformation occurred!

Zhao Sheng’s muscles began to decay, exposing the skeletal structure beneath, which quickly turned brittle and cracked like ancient, sun-bleached remains...

In the next heartbeat, his lifeblood dried up within his veins, turning into stagnant, gray-black clumps.

Then, Zhao Sheng’s neck snapped without warning. His head was sent flying into the air as swarms of black light burrowed into it like parasites, seeking to annihilate his Primordial Spirit through the curse.

This Chi God’s Death Curse represented the ultimate killing move of the Red God Spirit Venerable.

This particular curse was forged specifically to destroy the powerful cultivators of the Human Clan. By sacrificing billions of souls and using their collective despair and hatred as a medium—guided by the ancient resentment of the Chi God—it was designed to end the life of a Human Clan expert with a single, devastating strike