The Green Flame Giant strode through the heavens, each step hammering heavily as if striking on a massive drum named the heavenly earth, causing the hundred-mile void to concave and water-like turbulence. The Cangkong Imperial Child, embracing the Flame Giant Pillar, once again devastated downwards with a heavy aura like a mountain, a black hole devouring all surrounding things, nothing could escape. The Blood-robed Taoist and his Flying Sword were once again shattered into fine powder, the tiniest fragments of flesh and blood extinguished of life. This scene didn't bring any pleasure to the Green Flame Giant transformed by Cangkong Imperial Child, but rather made him increasingly irritable. Holding the Flame Giant Pillar, he broke through the void and pounded one place after another. In less than ten breaths of time, the entire sky was shattered by him, riddled with holes everywhere, countless spatial fragments violently stirred, forming deadly zones for living beings. "Huff, huff, huff, huff..." At last, the Green Flame Giant, embracing the Flame Giant Pillar, was panting and had to pause, the wild murderous intent in his eyes fading slightly, revealing a weariness. The Blood River flowed in the shattered void, beginning to revive. The fresh blood dispelled the remaining Divine Fire Qingyan Earth's Core Flame of the Cangyan Family, spreading its Blood River Sword Domain, controlling the flow of Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi in an area of thousands of miles once more. "So, you're tired already?" "You all, if this is all you possess, then you're about to die." Jiang Ding's figure appeared in the Blood River, speaking lightly. The Emperor consolidates power, and the combined strength of dozens of kings forms a Green Flame Giant far stronger than him, after all, he does not have the foundational strength of Taoist disciples, his power has a limit. Even if the foundation of a thatched hut and a residential building is modified in Acquired terms, it cannot bear the weight of a kilometer-high building. This is the reason why Immortal Sects like Great Sun Sword Pavilion crazy invest in their Taoist disciples, raising a Taoist disciple could bankrupt a whole massive sect, only surviving on old savings. Even with such tremendous cost, no sect ever feels the expenditure on a Taoist disciple should be reduced. This is the importance of a foundation. The Blood River King has a clear limit to his power; he can't keep advancing by consuming millions of living beings, that's not possible. However, indeed, he couldn't beat them. But the Cangkong Imperial Child also found it hard to kill him! The Green Flame Giant coldly watched the distant Blood-robed Taoist, not continuing the chase. In that brief moment of a breath, he swallowed the converging Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi from all directions, like the ancient giant Kuafu chasing the sun, possessing boundless stamina. In just an instant, the massively depleted vitality within his body began to recover rapidly, nearly defying the law of conservation of energy. The Qi and blood of this Green Flame Giant was as towering as a mountain, as scorching as the furnace of Dao. By just standing, his masculine vitality dispelled all Magic curses and suppressed the surging Blood River Sword Domain, causing it to dissolve into wisps of Green Flame and not submerging himself in blood. "You really are a beast!" Jiang Ding, upon seeing this, also expressed his admiration, drawing his Longsword. A Blood Ice Sword Light, born amidst the surging Blood River. It spread instantly across the sky and instantly condensed to a point, freezing everything in the world, nothing hidden, the star-like cold and silent Sword-light slashing straight towards the eyebrow center of Green Flame Giant, the true body of the Cangkong Imperial Child. If this part dies, the rest of the kings would also hardly escape death. The Cangkong Imperial Child, embracing the Flame Giant Pillar, smashed head-on, in the crisp crackling sound, splashing Blood Ice, freezing everything around. He felt no joy, but rather his heart trembled, his body staggered forward a step, the Flame Giant Pillar shattering large areas of space and the Blood River Realm, exhibiting tremendous might. The Flame Giant Pillar hit nothing but a mere phantom! In the next moment, the Green Flame Giant flinched in pain at his left shoulder. A streak of Blood Ice Sword Light, carrying power that was immensely compressed and concealed, sliced from his chest to his left shoulder. The sword's edge tore through the Green Flame and the indestructible expanse of space, then tore through a body as tough as Fifth Order Divine Metal, transforming a large chunk of flesh imbued with the Green Flame into withered ashes, with the wound deep enough to expose the bone. The Green Flame Giant roared in pain. His entire body erupted with energy, his flesh and flame flowing like water, rapidly healing the wound on his left shoulder. However, upon closer inspection, within the wound, there still resided a tiny, curved line of blood, threading through the wound like stitching. This was unmistakably a thread of Blood River Sword Intent, entwining within the flesh of the Green Flame Giant like intractable bone cancer. This wasn't much of a threat. Given ten breaths' worth of respite to sit cross-legged and meditate, circulating the power of blood and qi within his body, these threads of Blood River Sword Intent could be expelled. However, there was no opportunity for that now! "You must continue to attack, Cangkong." Jiang Ding, smiling, slashed down another sword, the Sword-light illuminating the Star River, brightening the heavens and earth with fresh blood. This sword, blurred reality with illusion. Cangkong Imperial Child could clearly see that this sword was illusory, the real blade lurking unknown, ready to erupt unexpectedly, thus he concentrated most of his power internal, ready to adapt spontaneously. However, when the sword truly clashed with the Flame Giant Pillar, the sound of thunderous explosions bellowed. The Green Flame Giant panicked, channeling all the adaptive power into his arms. A massive force struck in an instant, mercilessly hurling the yet-to-fully deploy his power Green Flame Giant through the sky like a rolling ball, utterly disheveled. Cangkong Imperial Child felt a burning pain in his arms. He looked down to see his mountain-like arms now a blur of flesh and blood, dripping blood, covered in countless dense sword marks. Though rapidly healing, many fine blood-scoured scars had formed, impossible to expel. Within these bloody scars was a high concentration of Blood River Sword Intent. These Blood River Sword Intents, carrying madness, slaughter, and a bloodthirsty will, violently destroyed the surrounding flesh and vitality. Cangkong Imperial Child had no choice but to mobilize the energy and blood in his meridians, the Green Flame Core Fire, to contain and seal it off to prevent these dangerously potent Blood River Sword Intents from causing even more destruction. He did not want to expel them completely, but rather— The long, drawling sound of a sword chimed, once again echoing through the heavens and earth. A vast wave of blood from the heavens surged forward, condensing into a fine line and suddenly cleaving forth. Cangkong Imperial Child, with no reserve left, bellowed furiously rushing to attack the Blood-robed Taoist directly. This time, the Flame Giant Pillar crashed onto the head of the Blood-robed Taoist, reducing him to minced flesh and blood while the Green Flame Giant received a gash at the waist by a slender streak of blood-colored Sword-light, a fleeting wound. Dozens of kilometers away, the Blood-robed Taoist resurrected once more, drawing another slicing sword. The entire heavens and earth shattered, boiling over! The ground collapsed into an abyss, rivers ceased flowing, volcanoes erupted endlessly, countless creatures extinguished. The Green Flame Giant and the Blood-robed Taoist fought madly, battling to crazed extremes. The scene seemed one-sided, the Green Flame Giant pummeling the Blood-robed Taoist, his Flame Giant Pillar bearing the might to destroy heaven and earth, a brush meant death, a touch meant oblivion, the flesh incinerated into ash, striking the Blood-robed Taoist into obliteration time and again. Yet, the Blood-robed Taoist was able to resurrect time and again. Every time while his own Law Body turned to ash, he left behind a fine scar on the body of the Green Flame Giant. These scars, accumulating again and again, after what seemed like an eternity of fighting, gradually spread across the entire body of the Green Flame Giant, twisted blood scars looking like horrifying totems.