Chapter 863: Blood Sword

**Chapter 3: The Bloody Sword**

A biting cold trapped the Kui Dragon.

The young man named Fang first ascended to the sky to disrupt the clouds, preventing the Kui Dragon from using the power of heavenly lightning to break through the formation. Since the legendary Kui Dragon could manipulate lightning, no one dared to risk what terrifying lightning bolts its innate divine ability might unleash.

Afterward, the young man named Fang returned to help them suppress the Kui Dragon's counterattack.

With his back-and-forth efforts and everyone's concerted activation, the "Frigid Gale Formation" was no longer on the verge of collapse; the chilling energy finally stabilized. As the crystal stele continuously released energy, more and more cold air gathered upwards, forming dense white mist, and the column of cold air grew thicker. From a distance, it resembled a cage made of profound ice.

However, the Kui Dragon's counterattack showed no signs of weakening. Its roars grew increasingly piercing, and it thrashed, spitting lightning, violently impacting the cage. Each impact caused violent tremors and dense cracks.

Qin Sang and the other primary formation controllers felt their blood and Qi surge, their faces pale and bloodless, and their true essence gushed out like a dam had opened.

Yet, as the cage neared completion, the damage caused by the Kui Dragon's resistance diminished.

Seeing this, the young man named Fang looked pleased. He stopped assisting, retrieved his golden rope, and transmitted a message: "Keep maintaining the formation! You absolutely cannot let the Kui Dragon escape!"

Then, the young man named Fang swept his hand across his waist and pulled out a palm-sized short sword. Though called a short sword, it was actually smaller than a dagger. Both the hilt and blade of the sword were a strange blood-red, with the blood groove appearing as if fresh blood was flowing. The moment it was drawn, a pungent bloody smell permeated the air, dyeing the nearby cold mist red.

After taking out the blood sword, the young man named Fang's expression turned serious. He carefully grasped the hilt with one hand and sat cross-legged in the air.

Qin Sang and the others, who were focused on controlling the spiritual formation, sensed something unusual after the young man named Fang produced the blood sword. They couldn't help but open their eyes and look over.

"What kind of evil artifact is that?" Qin Sang muttered to himself.

The blood energy on this blood sword was too intense, as if it had been steeped in a pool of blood for countless years. It was definitely an object of extreme evil, likely not from a righteous path. Even if it was refined from demon blood, who knew how many lives of demonic beasts it must have devoured?

Given the young man named Fang's cautious demeanor, the blood sword seemed unlikely to be his primary magic treasure, and the golden rope before also didn't quite fit the description. This piqued Qin Sang's curiosity. According to common sense, a cultivator's primary magic treasure should be their most powerful artifact, deeply connected to their will. Except for anomalies like the ebony sword, which required external objects to strengthen its origin and carry killer talismans, primary magic treasures could be continually refined and their power gradually enhanced as the cultivator's cultivation improved.

Given the young man named Fang's cultivation, his primary magic treasure was likely already a mid-grade magic treasure. For him to abandon his primary magic treasure and use the blood sword, either his primary magic treasure was damaged, or the blood sword's power surpassed it.

The young man named Fang sat cross-legged above the frigid cage, holding the blood sword with a solemn expression, muttering incantations without any sound. As he chanted, the blood sword showed unusual signs. The blade trembled slightly, emitting a series of 'buzzing' sounds that resembled the wails of resentful spirits. A denser blood energy surged out, and the blood sword slowly floated up, hovering above the young man named Fang's head. Its tip pointed obliquely at the Kui Dragon in the cage, and a blood-red sword aura flickered erratically, incredibly sharp!

The Kui Dragon sensed the blood sword's fluctuations; this sword made it feel danger. It stopped attacking, its massive eyes wide, staring intently at the blood sword.

At this moment, the Kui Dragon's condition finally became clear. It was enveloped by cold energy, its scales flashing with electric currents to prevent the cold from invading. After a period of intense battle, it was injured. Some scales had cracks, and even blood seeped out, forming whip-like marks. Some were left by the young man named Fang's golden rope, while others were caused by the chilling constriction of the "Frigid Gale Formation." Most conspicuously, its tail was severely damaged, with large sections of scales shattered and profusely bleeding. During its impacts with the cage, the Kui Dragon had also sustained self-inflicted shock injuries.

However, these injuries were not fatal; to this colossal beast, they were merely superficial wounds. The Kui Dragon remained full of vigor, showing no signs of weakness.

It stretched its neck, glaring furiously at the blood sword, sensing the threat. It opened its massive mouth and spat lightning, but it was firmly blocked by the already formed cage. The effect of the "Frigid Gale Formation" became apparent: the Kui Dragon's attacks, imbued with the ultimate positive and rigid intent, were difficult to resist by ordinary means, but they would be annihilated along with the cold energy.

Qin Sang and the others controlled the cold energy, shielding the young man named Fang and bearing the Kui Dragon's attacks on his behalf. They couldn't harm the Kui Dragon for now, but the Kui Dragon also couldn't break through the spiritual formation's blockade and stop the young man named Fang from activating the blood sword in a short time. They only needed to buy the young man named Fang a little more time.

The young man named Fang paid no attention to what was below, focusing entirely on chanting his incantations. The blood energy around the blood sword grew denser, enveloping the sword itself, as if this evil sword was also growing. The sword aura on the blood sword became increasingly dazzling and captivating.

Unable to attack the young man, the Kui Dragon became enraged. It curled its body into a ball, like a colossal sphere of lightning. The lightning sphere grew larger and larger, accumulating terrifying energy. A sharp, bloodcurdling shriek emanated from within the lightning sphere, and then, with astonishing momentum, the lightning sphere rushed directly towards the young man.

Qin Sang and the others' expressions drastically changed. At this critical moment, no one dared to hold back, pouring all their true essence into the crystal steles. The ground trembled, and even the crystal steles began to destabilize. Five visible streams of cold air rapidly merged into the cage. After a flicker, the cage was finally struck by the lightning sphere.

*Boom!*

From a distance, one could see a pale white cloud burst forth beneath the dark clouds, rapidly expanding. The Kui Dragon was fighting for its life; this was the most crucial moment. Qin Sang and the others' bodies trembled violently, but they gritted their teeth and persevered, exerting all their strength to activate the spiritual formation and draw in the cold energy. The cage held; it was not breached by the Kui Dragon.

The Kui Dragon did not stop. It retreated slightly and continued to charge. Just then, the young man named Fang finally finished preparing his magic treasure. He lowered his head slightly, glared at the Kui Dragon, and roared, "Slash!"

At this point, the blood sword had merged with the blood energy, becoming a full ten feet long. The sword shadow shot down, arriving in a flash, piercing precisely into the lightning sphere. Closely following was the cold energy from the spiritual formation, working in conjunction to suppress the Kui Dragon.

A mournful roar echoed across the sky.

A burst of blood-red light suddenly erupted from within the lightning sphere, then instantly dissipated. It was unclear whether it was the power of the blood sword or the Kui Dragon's blood being vaporized by the lightning energy. Immediately after, the lightning sphere suddenly became scattered and began to vibrate violently.

Everyone's hearts filled with joy as they stared intently at the lightning sphere. Soon, they saw the violently thrashing Kui Dragon. It was covered in blood, with the blood sword lodged in its abdomen. The blood energy on the sword wriggled like a living creature, invading its body and causing terrible pain.

Having severely wounded the Kui Dragon with a single strike, the young man named Fang showed a look of delight, but a hint of vigilance and caution flickered in his eyes.