Chapter 182: Blessed Land Fragmentation

im to leave the Shan Hai realm and go to other worlds!"Xuezu Agong's words made Jiang Yun abruptly raise his head and look at the other party.Although his body didn't move, at this moment, the spiritu...Ginger Cloud, of course, wouldn't be polite to Huo Du Ming. The moment her voice fell, her figure vanished from where she stood and instantly appeared before Huo Du Ming. She struck with a clean and decisive punch.

Although Hu Duo Ming told Jiang Yun to strike first, he didn't underestimate Jiang Yun too much.

The whole person had secretly prepared long ago, poised and ready to strike.

Now, seeing Jiang Yun's fist, glowing with a faint green light, coming towards him, Huo Duming remained expressionless, softly uttering a single word from his mouth: "Fire!"

"Whoosh!"

As soon as he exited the gate, a crimson flame the size of a hand suddenly appeared above Huo Duming's head.

It seemed insignificant, this flame. Yet, with its appearance, the countless snowflakes drifting in the sky vanished instantly.

Even, the chill within this region perpetually covered in snow was instantly dispelled.

In its place, there is a warmth.

As if this winter had suddenly transformed into spring!

However, while it was warmth to others, for Ginger Cloud who stood right next to the bonfire, it felt like being in a sea of fire.

If Jiang Yun had encountered this flame before entering the Xue Clan's sacred land, he would have definitely retreated three steps.

But having already experienced the fiery ordeal of being burned to ashes, this flame, though scorching hot, could no longer harm him.

However, this kind of attack style that Huo Du Ming used was quite novel to Jiang Yun.

Because the flames floating above Huǒ Dú Míng's head were obviously his blessing!

In fact, from the name "Fire Alone Ming" and his identity, Jiang Yun had already guessed that the other party was a fire demon. Therefore, it wasn't surprising that he treated flames as a blessed place.

Throughout his cultivation journey, Jiang Yun has encountered numerous cultivators from blessed lands. However, those who truly manifested their blessed lands and utilized them in attacks are few and far between.

In essence, it's been utilized only once. That was by Wan Hongbo, the former Lord of Bai Shou Peak whose cultivation had been suppressed within the Illusory Beast Diagram during that time.

However, Wan Hongbo's attack originated from the exposed blessed land, Dongtian, shooting out centipedes. Compared to the fiery and distinct attack method before him, there was still a difference.

In short, Hōtoku was completely using his blessed land to launch an attack.

In fact, attacking with Futian is indeed a unique skill of the Futian realm cultivators.

However, most cultivators wouldn't, or rarely would do this.

Because the Blessed Land is of paramount importance to every cultivator.

When the sacred land is afflicted, the cultivators naturally feel the same pain.

And if the blessed land were to be utterly shattered and collapse into nothingness, then even if the cultivators did not die, their cultivation would certainly plummet drastically.

Therefore, for blessed lands, monks protect them diligently and haven't even had time to properly safeguard them, let alone dare to use them lightly.

Moreover, not every cultivator's condensed blessed land is suitable for attack.

"Blessed land!"

Gazing at the flames that danced with a semblance of life, Jiang Yun's figure did not retreat but advanced instead. The raised fist still carried terrifying power as it slammed towards Huo Duoming.

Seeing that Jiang Yun was actually able to withstand the burning of his flames, Huo Du Ming was a little surprised. However, he remained calm and composed. He opened his mouth again and gently uttered the same word: "Fire!"

"Boom!"

The flames above his head trembled slightly, then split in two, becoming two distinct flames!

It is merely a split-off flame, no longer red but purple!

With the appearance of this purple flame, the already scorching temperature surged again. The snow on top of the surrounding peaks could no longer withstand such intense heat and melted into water.

All the demons surrounding the Myriad Demons Cave were visibly shocked, and they all exclaimed: "We've long heard that the Young Master's blessed land is the most difficult Five Elements Blessed Land to condense, but we haven't had the opportunity to see it until today. Today, we finally get to see it, it truly lives up to its reputation!"

"He is more than just a well-deserved reputation. The young master not only condensed the Five Elemental Fortunate Land, but also could make it branch out, this is truly amazing."

"Great! The more complex and rare a blessed land is, the greater its power. And dividing a blessed land is even more difficult!"

Ginger Cloud naturally understood that this Fire Alone Blessed Land realm, with every level improvement, should allow the flame to split once, which is what they called the Blessed Land division.

However, his fist still did not retract, and at this moment, the fire in Huo Duo Ming's eyes suddenly erupted with a gleam.

Originally, he also wanted to use the high temperature of his blessed fire land to drive back Jiang Yun and show off his own strength.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Yun completely ignored him. This left him no choice but to raise his hand, his fist enveloped in two balls of purple-red flames, meeting Jiang Yun's fist head-on.

"Boom!"

In the midst of a deafening roar, Jiang Yun and Huo Dumings' figures each retreated three steps.

Their first encounter seemed to be a close match, but in the eyes of the crowd, Jiang Yun was clearly falling behind.

Because above Ginger Cloud's fist, a red and purple flame was still burning.

Jiang Yun placed his fist in front of his face, looking at the red and purple flames. With a breath of air, he extinguished them.

Then, Ginger Cloud gave a cold smile and said, "Attacking the blessed land, dividing the blessed land, quite interesting! Since that's the case, I'll try my blessed land as well!"

Ginger Cloud's words, to others, didn't evoke much of a feeling, at most just a bit of anticipation. But the eyes of the Elder from the Snow Clan lit up instantly.

Because the place of good fortune concerning Ginger Cloud had always been a puzzle to him.

Even now, he still couldn't understand what Jiang Yun meant by "completing eight-ninths of the Blessed Land," and whether or not he had found that last missing piece.

As Ginger Cloud's words fell, several pills suddenly appeared in his hand. He stuffed them all into his mouth in one go.

And the powerful fighting spirit that had once surged through his body suddenly vanished, replaced by a peaceful aura.

Even the coldness on his face, at this moment, transformed into tenderness.

Looking at Jiang Yun, the hearts of all the monsters in the blessed lands around him trembled inexplicably. A soft spot deep in their hearts was touched silently.

To such an extent that they, in a daze, felt as if they were no longer on a battlefield where death could strike at any moment, but had returned to the place they most cherished and yearned for—home!

Although the monsters of Donghuang Cave and Jin Yifei and the others were not affected by Jiang Yun's current aura, and they had not even seen Jiang Yun reveal his blessed land, their faces were already filled with astonishment.

Jin Yifei blurted out, "What is his blessed land He can actually influence other people's moods just by relying on his breath!"

A hint of serenity appeared on Huo Du Ming's face, but the moment Jin Yi Fei's voice rang out, it vanished without a trace, replaced by coldness. His eyes fixed on Jiang Yun, a flicker of fear in their depths.

Above Jiang Yun's head, wisps of spiritual energy rose up. They seemed to be guided by countless invisible fingers, drawing them together and slowly condensing them into various shapes.

Then, in the eyes of all demons, a wooden gate gradually appeared, along with a crude fence made of thick logs encircling the gate.

Within the walls and gates, there began to rise up rows of equally humble wooden houses!

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