Almost all cultivators retain a secret art for explosive bursts of power.
Some burn their lifespan, some burn their essence blood, some sacrifice their physical bodies...
These kinds of Dao techniques often allow cultivators to carve out a path of survival in desperate situations!
Therefore, cultivators who practice these kinds of secret arts are never regarded as demons or heretics.
But upon closer reflection, many techniques among demons and heretical cultivators are extensions and enhancements of these kinds of techniques.
Why is it that the former are not called evil arts, while the latter are?
Seeing Zhao Li looking like he had been successfully brainwashed, Zhang Cheng took out a jade scroll and placed it in his hand.
“This is the Immortal Sacrifice Art that I, your senior brother, obtained by chance. Do not use this technique unless absolutely necessary. It will gradually sacrifice your soul, and it will also make you addicted to sacrificing until the moment your soul burns out.”
“Sacrifice the soul? This is an evil art! Who is it sacrificing my soul to?”
“There's no need to care about who it's being sacrificed to. You only need to know that when this art is activated, you must restrain your desires and immediately end the sacrifice after escaping danger, otherwise, you will be doomed for eternity!”
Zhang Cheng's expression was serious, and Zhao Li was stunned by what he heard.
Giving him an evil art, yet warning him of its dangers, it felt like he was being cared for and helped, yet it also felt like he was being deliberately harmed.
Zhao Li couldn't tell what Zhang Cheng really meant.
He only knew that if he didn't use the Immortal Sacrifice Art at this moment, he would lose to Chen Changsheng again, be imprisoned in the dungeon again, and lose his status as a direct disciple.
This battle, he could not afford to lose!
Zhao Li's expression hardened, and a faint white flame erupted from his entire body. The activation of the Immortal Sacrifice Art instantly drew away a portion of his soul, and the pain of his soul being torn apart made him unable to help but scream miserably.
But his cultivation aura became even more violent. Chen Changsheng, who had just approached, was directly pushed back by this sudden surge of violent true energy.
Far away in the main hall of the Profound Heaven Holy Land, Zhang Cheng suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter loud and unrestrained.
He took a deep breath with a joyful expression and exclaimed, “It's Junior Brother Zhao's soul! As expected, this trash still lost, but the soul strength is not bad…”
A faint white flame also erupted around Zhang Cheng, but unlike Zhao Li's heart-wrenching pain, he only felt an unprecedented sense of comfort and enjoyment.
His cultivation realm was also slowly climbing...
The Immortal Sacrifice Art would sacrifice the caster's soul to an immortal, but the so-called immortal was actually Zhang Cheng, who taught the evil art!
Demonic techniques harm oneself, evil arts harm others.
Among the three, Zhang Cheng chose to improve himself by harming others. Among countless evil arts and Dao techniques, he finally chose the Immortal Sacrifice Art.
He would use the caster's soul as a sacrifice to improve his cultivation.
Not only was the effect amazing, but he also didn't suffer any side effects and wouldn't be tainted with evil energy, thus preventing him from being noticed by the Holy Land's elders.
Chen Changsheng burned everything around him with the Undying True Phoenix Domain, wielding the Dragon Elephant Heaven Suppressing Halberd with great abandon.
The battle halberds collided, creating large swaths of starlight and sparks.
The terrifying impact force made Chen Changsheng raise his eyebrows slightly, and he had to use skillful force dissipation, combined with the Heavenly Eye Divine Power, to attack the opponent's weak points.
“What secret art did this guy use? His strength is more than twice as strong as before.”
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but feel puzzled and didn't dare to confront the opponent head-on again.
Suddenly, a sharp sword cry resounded through the sky, and the Nine Curves Yellow Springs Sword transformed into thousands of sword shadows, forming the Grand Yi Heavenly Gang Sword Formation to suppress the enemy.
Zhao Li was burning with a faint white flame, his forehead bulging with veins. His combat style was savage and violent, and he directly forced his way through the sword formation with the Soaring Dragon Halberd Technique.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Countless sword shadows shattered in mid-air. Zhao Li's combat style was strong, and he approached with swift speed.
His figure transformed into a mist-riding dragon, evolving into a shocking scene of Nine Dragons Ascending to Heaven in flight.
Under the blessing of the Immortal Sacrifice Art, Zhao Li had a deeper understanding of the Five Elements Chaos Domain, no longer limited to creating himself and magical weapons, but began to understand how to create all things in the world.
“The humiliation of the past, today I will repay it twice over! Die for me!”
The Nine Dragons roared to the sky in unison, the dragon's roar was deafening, driving the wind, rain, and lightning to sweep over.
A hazy drizzle began to fall from the sky, and the rumbling thunder was like the fierce power of heavenly tribulation.
“You're using an evil art, aren't you? I didn't expect that even a direct disciple of the Holy Land would willingly degenerate, which is really disappointing.”
Chen Changsheng's golden eyes shone, and he said indifferently.
Others might not really be able to see through Zhao Li's Immortal Sacrifice Art, but the Heavenly Eye Divine Power could see through thousands of Dao techniques. Even if the Immortal Sacrifice Art was hidden extremely deeply, it still overflowed with a few wisps of evil energy.
He saw Zhao Li's soul being continuously eroded, taken away by imperceptible evil energy, drifting towards an unknown distance...
“Nonsense, this is my personal opportunity. Watch me tear your mouth apart?!”
The Nine Dragons soared, driving the wind, rain, and lightning, and the moment they swept down, Chen Changsheng advanced instead of retreating, and a phoenix phantom ignited on his body, instantly igniting the sky with True Phoenix Fire.
The moment the two collided, the thunder and lightning illuminated the world, and a large amount of rain and mist evaporated.
The two figures were blown away at the same time!
The nine soaring true dragons turned into ashes under the burning of the flames. Zhao Li grinned hideously, covered in blood. Although he was seriously injured, he was happy that Chen Changsheng had broken his right arm in the previous confrontation.
Zhao Li extremely enjoyed this feeling of victory. He continued to sacrifice his soul, rushing towards Chen Changsheng in a way that would injure the enemy by a thousand while losing eight hundred himself.
The Five Elements Chaos Domain evolved, and he himself turned into a giant Kunpeng covering the sky and the sun, opening its abyss-like giant mouth, sucking up the wind and clouds of the world.
“This is the result you wanted?”
Chen Changsheng, who had lost an arm, said expressionlessly.
The True Fire lingered and once again condensed a phoenix phantom, rushing forward in the same way.
The two collided in the form of Kunpeng and Phoenix. What seemed like a simple Dao technique collision was actually hundreds of rounds of fierce confrontation.
Under repeated collisions, Chen Changsheng lost two arms, and a large hole was broken in his chest, but strangely, no blood flowed out. Only brilliant golden flames burned fiercely, as if his internal organs were formed by True Fire.
On the other hand, Zhao Li's face was miserable, his Daoist robe was soaked with blood, and the faint white flame was converging at a speed visible to the naked eye. All the bones in his body were shattered in the previous confrontation, like a corpse floating in mid-air.
His lips moved slightly, revealing a hideous smile that was uglier than crying, and he said weakly, “As long as I can wash away the shame of the past... all sacrifices are worth it!”
Looking at the dying Zhao Li, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but shake his head.
“A good future ruined by evil arts, I cannot understand your behavior, and at the same time, you have failed to achieve your wish.”
Whoosh!
Under Zhao Li's dull gaze, the Undying True Phoenix flames ignited from Chen Changsheng's body, and the large hole in his chest and the exploded arms grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye!
