I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-738

When the Blood Demon Grand Magic was unfurled, the golden vortex sent
endless quantities of blood and qi into Meng Hao, along with spirit
meridians and cultivation bases.

RUUMMMBBLLLLEEE!

Only ten breaths of time had passed since the initial onslaught, yet Meng
Hao’s body had fallen apart three times. The third time was because of
a combined attack from the early Dao Seeking expert from the Solitary
Sword Sect, the Golden Frost Sect puppet, and tens of thousands of
cultivators.

Despite all of this, he refused to budge, nor did he allow anyone to
enter through the gap.

When the Blood Demon Sect disciples behind the shield saw his body on the
verge of collapse, blood smeared on his skin and soaking his clothes,
their eyes went red. There were even some from the group of 30,000
survivors from the first spell formation who leaped up and began to
charge toward the battlefield.

“Blood Prince!!”

“Blood Prince, we will fight with you!!”

However, even as they charged forward, Meng Hao waved his sleeve behind
him, causing a powerful wind to rise up and carry them back behind the
safety of the shield.

“All of you, stay back!”

He looked back, and determination could be seen in his eyes. It was a
look that said, This is my fight. To Meng Hao, this was the only option
that could leave him with a clear conscience. Besides, his body was
difficult to destroy, which could not be said of the others.

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Meng Hao fell back, a ferocious expression on his face. By this time,
multiple Blood Demon Grand Magic vortexes had appeared in the area, nine
in total. Each and every one was gold in color, and unleashed boundless
gravitational force.

The cultivators who found themselves trapped in the vortexes could only
watch in shock as their bodies withered rapidly, and their cultivation
bases were sucked out.

Massive quantities of qi and blood flowed toward Meng Hao, which he
absorbed, causing his fleshly body to grow powerful to an incredible
degree. His cultivation base also climbed higher, making him… even
harder to destroy.

A strange glow appeared in his eyes. He would not let anyone into the gap
in the shield behind him, not even… over his dead body!

BOOM!!

Even with the vast quantity of qi, blood, and cultivation base power that
were replenishing him, he was facing up against assaults from hundreds of
thousands of enemies. There were also many powerful experts amongst them.
Blood sprayed from his mouth, and his body once again exploded into a
cloud of blood and gore.

In the blink of an eye, however, it seemed that the cloud underwent a
reversal of time and coalesced back into the form of Meng Hao. Meng
Hao’s eyes were bloodshot as he roared and yet again unleashed the
Blood Demon Grand Magic.

The Ninth Mountain appeared up ahead, and descended with massive
rumblings. Along with the Time Sword Formation, it swept across the
battlefield madly. The Blood Mastiff was not faring well, and didn’t
seem capable of holding out much longer. However, with Meng Hao there, it
would continue to fight.

But would Meng Hao really allow the Blood Mastiff to face such danger? He
waved his right hand, causing the Blood Mastiff to return to the
blood-colored mask. Then, he performed an incantation gesture, and a
tenth Blood Demon Grand Magic vortex appeared.

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“If I can hold on with the Blood Demon Grand Magic, then there’s the
possibility that the vortex will reach a certain point that it can
sustain my defense of this position indefinitely!” As he gritted his
teeth, Resurrection Lily tentacles shot out from behind him, creating a
dense barrier in front of him.

“Looking to die?!” someone said, along with a cold snort. Three old
Spirit Severing cultivators appeared, standing on glowing halos that
appeared to be a spell formation. They immediately shot toward Meng Hao.

Behind them were tens of thousands of cultivators wielding countless
varieties of divine abilities. If Meng Hao had faced any of these magics
by themselves, he could just ignore them. However, their overwhelming
numbers caused the sky to dim and the land to quake.

It was like a massive flood filled of murderous hate, surging down onto
Meng Hao.

The three Spirit Severing cultivators closed in, and Meng Hao’s killing
intent flickered as he realized that these three were experts from the Li
Clan. He performed an incantation with his left hand, and Blood Immortal
divine abilities appeared. Rumbling filled the air as they fused with the
Resurrection Lily. A blood-red flower shot out to defend against the
incoming flood.

Massive explosions boomed out as Meng Hao unleashed all his magic against
the torrent of enemies. Unfortunately, he could only hold them back
temporarily. Soon, they burst through, and the three Spirit Severing
cultivators bore down on Meng Hao, roaring. As they neared, the halos
beneath their feet shot out ghost images that closed in on Meng Hao.

“Seal!”

“Seal!”

“Seal!”

Immediately, the ghost images of the three halos began to emanate
brilliant glows, as well as shocking, explosive sealing power. They
descended onto Meng Hao, preparing to seal him away.

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It was at this exact same moment that six more people flew out from the
crowds.

Of the six, three were from the Solitary Sword Sect and three were from
the Golden Frost Sect. The air around them distorted as they unleashed
their most powerful, shocking magical techniques.

“DIE!!”

Nine incredible Spirit Severing cultivators all attacked with full force.
Furthermore, not far behind them was the Solitary Sword Sect’s early
Dao Seeking expert, and the Golden Frost Sect’s puppet. They glared at
Meng Hao like tigers eyeing a prey. They didn’t need to personally
attack right now; once Meng Hao was either dead or sealed in place, they
could enter the gap in the shield and then begin to carry out their
slaughter.

It wasn’t even necessary to keep Meng Hao sealed for a long period of
time. A few short breaths of time was all they needed.

The Blood Demon Sect disciples in the shield could see that a perilous
situation was developing, and their anxiety grew. Li Shiqi looked at Meng
Hao’s silhouette in the outside world and bit her lip, her expression
one of worry.

Wang Youcai sat quietly, but killing intent burned hotter and hotter in
his eyes. He hated the fact that his cultivation base was insufficient,
and that he did not possess enough latent talent to be Chosen.

Xu Qing gazed at Meng Hao in silence, her eyes filled with an affection
that seemed like it might be able to melt the world away. Meng Hao’s
current state caused her heart to ache with distress.

The six Spirit Severing Patriarchs of the Blood Demon Sect, as well as
the hunchbacked old man from the fifth mountain peak, stared blankly at
what was happening, at the Blood Prince that they had initially refused
to acknowledge.

A rumbling suddenly echoed out from the three Li Clan Patriarchs. Meng
Hao’s eyes began to glow with a bright light, and he struck out
violently with his right hand.

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The blow caused everything to tremble and shake; this was a Dao Seeking
blow!

The three incoming halos trembled and seemed to be on the verge of
collapsing. However, they were able to continue on, causing Meng Hao to
take a deep breath. The surrounding golden vortexes suddenly shattered.
The force of the shattering sucked away any remaining qi and blood from
the people trapped inside, all of which then merged into Meng Hao.
Finally, he punched out again.

BANG!

The three glowing halos were crushed as easily as dry weeds!

The three Li Clan Patriarchs’ faces fell, and they employed divine
abilities to defend themselves. However, blood still sprayed from their
mouths, and one of them let out a miserable shriek as his body exploded.
Looks of astonishment appeared on the faces of the two that remained, who
then clenched their jaws and charged toward Meng Hao.

“DIE!!”

By now, the six cultivators from the Solitary Sword Sect and the Golden
Frost Sect were closing in on Meng Hao.

At the same time, vast quantities of cultivation base power surged into
Meng Hao. He raised his right hand and pointed up to the sky, causing the
Ninth Mountain to appear. It immediately spread out to fight back against
all eight of the incoming enemies.

Booms rattled out, and blood oozed out of the corners of Meng Hao’s
mouth. A ferocious expression filled his face as the illusory Ninth
Mountain shook.

“Now’s our chance!” said the early Dao Seeking cultivator. He and
the Golden Frost Sect puppet flew up into the air. At the same time, Meng
Hao pointed toward the two of them.

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“Demon Sealing, Eighth Hex!”

Demonic qi roiled out like strands of silk to entangle the two of them.
Although they were able to slough it off in the space of only a single
breath, that was all the time Meng Hao needed to unleash a divine ability.

“Ninth Mountain Destruction!” Instantly, the Ninth Mountain that
surrounded him exploded. The eight Spirit Severing experts were sent
tumbling backward, blood spraying from their mouths. The Solitary Sword
Sect early Dao Seeking expert and the Golden Frost Sect puppet were
forced to stop in their tracks.

“Kill him!” roared the eight Spirit Severing cultivators. In
response, hundreds of thousands of cultivators roared and then began to
unleash divine abilities. Shocking booms could be heard as a rain of
magic descended onto Meng Hao.

The air distorted around Meng Hao as he stood in place, panting heavily,
his cold eyes flickering across the crowds. Currently, he was silhouetted
against the brilliant glow of the magical techniques and divine abilities
of hundreds of thousands of cultivators. His Eternal stratum once again
surged into operation, and he held his ground.

None shall pass!

Behind him, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect looked on with
trembling hearts. For the rest of their lives, they would never be able
to forget the image of the Blood Prince’s silhouette.

It was a silhouette like a mountain!

Unfortunately, the war was not concluded, and the fighting raged on.

Time continued to pass in much the same manner. In the blink of an eye,
three days had gone by. Now, only seven days remained until Meng Hao’s
second true self awakened!

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Meng Hao couldn’t remember exactly how many times his body had fallen
to pieces. Were it not for his Eternal stratum, he would long since be
dead.

By now, he could unleash more than fifty golden vortices.

Terrifying amounts of qi and blood poured into him, as well as
cultivation base power. And yet… it was not enough.

He trembled, and his eyes were shot with blood. His world was now a world
completely the color of blood.

During those three days, Meng Hao finally came to understand that there
was nothing truly Eternal in the world. Even though his body was restored
over and over again, the speed with which it occurred was slowing, and he
was even beginning to show signs of withering.

Behind him, the Blood Demon Sect disciples watched with red eyes as their
Blood Prince used his own body to block the single gap in the shield.
Their hearts felt as if they were being stabbed through with blades. Even
someone completely apathetic would be shaken by Meng Hao’s figure.

Even the Patriarchs engaged in battle with Patriarch Blood Demon were
moved by the scene unfolding below.

Finally, after three days of slaughter, silence broke out down below. Of
the hundreds of thousands of enemy cultivators, many had died. But their
numbers were vast, so the group as a whole didn’t really care. The only
thing they cared about was that Meng Hao was blocking the gap. He was
like a god; with him holding the pass, the entire army was blocked on the
other side.

Meng Hao’s clothes were soaked in blood, and his expression was one of
exhaustion. His eyes were completely shot with blood. To his hundreds of
thousands of opponents, he had become like an unforgettable nightmare.

Meng Hao stared out at the hundreds of thousands of cultivators, and they
stared back. In truth, by this point, many of them had begun to secretly
admire him.

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He was one man, defending one gap. He might have extraordinary divine
abilities, and he might have a bizarre fleshly body that could revive
itself, but even with that, what he was doing still required courage.

He was doing something that few other people could do.

Furthermore, they could see that despite the fact that his fleshly body
could heal itself, he was showing signs of withering. He was obviously
reaching his limit.

The early Dao Seeking old man from the Solitary Sword Sect looked at him
coldly, and killing intent flickered in his eyes. “I haven’t admired
very many people in my life,” he said. “From today on, you are one of
those few!

“Since you have some mysterious magic that prevents you from dying,
then let’s see how many strikes from our legacy precious treasure you
can withstand!

“Release the legacy precious treasure!”

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