The Trinity simultaneously traverses the Perfect Sacred Ruins of Shrouding the Heavens.

Chapter 69 In the Realm of the Void Gods, I am invincible.

Lu Sheng strolled over to look at the record stone tablet, which recorded the records set by countless geniuses in the Blood Moving Realm over the past tens of thousands of years.

One of them, named Huo Yunxian, had reached the peak of his lust at the Blood-Moving Realm; it was incredibly intense.

There's another one called Yaoyue, which is like a dead tree that can be reborn, an old tree with gnarled roots, and is full of energy.

Shi Yi, with double pupils, was also on it. He killed the Nine-Headed Beast King in one battle, making him the greatest king-slayer.

Whatever you do, as long as it's something that no one in the original land could do before, it will be recorded.

"Killing everyone in this place would be a big record, but, hey, there are two old birds among them."

Lu Sheng glanced at Master Jingbi and Master Bird; those two were putting on airs.

On another note, spending ten days here is a record of my experience.

There is indeed no technique for spiritual communication, but spiritual communication itself shouldn't be a problem.

If one cannot even comprehend this fundamental principle of Yin and Yang harmony, how can one speak of reality?

If special methods are used here, such as the Soul-Destroying Needle to kill an enemy, then the enemy dies simultaneously in the real world.

Compared to life, this is nothing.

Of course, having a real experience is one thing, but whether you'll be locked up in a dark room is another.

Smashing the record-breaking stone tablet resulted in a two-year account suspension.

This realm is an extremely special ancient spiritual realm, with various blessed lands and grotto-heavens extending upwards from the initial land.

The creatures that produce special runes can have their precious blood, obtained here, cleanse their spirit and then nourish their physical body.

The various powerful clans were fighting fiercely at the top, vying for control of precious lands that produced spiritual materials.

"Maybe someone really did run a brothel before, and the ruins outside are the brothels that were demolished."

"Sigh, I regret not being born in a better era."

Shaking his head, he watched as more and more people gathered around Shi Hao, a group of people who were greedy for the precious bone and were being fooled by Shi Hao.

Lu Sheng quietly changed his form again, transforming into a burly man who appeared behind Shi Hao and shouted:

"Who's bullying my little brother? Do they think our clan is helpless?"

He stared at the group of cultivators and threatened:

"You've bitten off more than you can chew. Who was breathing on my brother just now? Quickly send your clansmen to pay off your debt, or none of you will live."

Shi Hao chimed in, "That's right, that's right! Quickly bring the treasure, or my older brother will go berserk!"

The other party sneered and, without saying a word, threw out runes, attempting to forcibly seize the precious bone.

"Hey, there really are some fearless guys out there. Hey bird over there, be my witness, I was acting in self-defense."

The silver moonlight shimmered in Lu Sheng's hand.

The bird-lord with a bird perched on his shoulder darkened his face and retorted, "You're the bird-lord, you should control your brat."

"That won't do. Our clan has always been protective of its own and never engages in internal strife. The one who is wrong must be someone else."

Lu Sheng conjured a silver millstone, which he used to crush the person trying to steal the treasure bone.

The opponent's runes were utterly vulnerable and were easily obliterated.

Just kidding, he's even more experienced than Shi Hao in the blood-moving process.

Without any other power, he was invincible in the initial place of this illusory god realm.

Just as he was about to crush the enemy, a stunning crimson light appeared in the sky, and eighteen crimson beams flew in.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, "This is a powerful treasure!"

This place can manifest powerful magical artifacts with life and spirit from the real world. If these magical artifacts are destroyed here, the objects in the real world will also lose their spirituality.

Lu Sheng's heart skipped a beat. If that were the case...

"My cheat codes have no limits!"

A towering tree stretched across the sky, its radiant light sweeping away all eighteen crimson feathers.

Lu Sheng laughed heartily and said, "Auspicious beginnings, today is a very lucky day!"

Eighteen crimson feathers fell into his hand and gathered into a blood-red treasure fan, which was the true form of the treasure.

"Here, take it and play with it."

Lu Sheng casually tossed it to Shi Hao, who grinned from ear to ear: "Thanks, Brother Batian."

"How dare you! Return the precious fan at once!"

A group of people quickly appeared from not far away. The middle-aged men in the lead looked like they had been in high positions for a long time. Runes were flowing in their eyes. They immediately shouted at Lu Sheng and his companion to return the precious fan.

Shi Hao said unhappily, "You think you can just return it like that? Why should I? Go away."

He pulled out a crimson feather, which grew longer in the wind and swept away a large number of enemies.

They're just a bunch of old fogies. When they were advancing to the next realm by moving blood, they probably only had tens of thousands of jin of strength. They might have only opened four or five realms before rushing to the next one.

How can we compete with Shi Hao here?

There's a reason behind moving blood to the extreme realm and the extreme realm of the cave.

Besides laying an unparalleled foundation for the future, it also makes one invincible in this realm of the illusory gods.

Within a few breaths, several of the powerful clan cultivators who had been shouting and fighting just moments before were unable to dodge and were trampled under Shi Hao's feet.

Lu Sheng strolled over leisurely, bent down, patted the other person's face, and said mockingly:

"To survive in this world, you need influence, but even more importantly, you need strength."

"Who do you think you are, daring to talk back to us?"

"You little scoundrel."

The cultivator's face turned red with anger, but no matter how much he struggled or used his immense divine power, it was nothing more than Shi Hao kicking him a couple more times.

Several tribal leaders not far away, who had not immediately intervened, spoke with stern eyes:

"That's enough, that's enough. Let them go, and we can offer compensation."

"No problem."

Upon hearing this, Lu Sheng was wide awake and said shrewdly, "It's my first day of business, so I'll give you a discount. It's a family-protecting treasure technique."

"Impossible!" The middle-aged man in the lead trembled with anger. The precious technique was the foundation of the clan, and even if he himself were captured, there was absolutely no way he would hand it over.

"Then there's nothing to talk about. Let them die. Although I don't have the Soul-Destroying Needle, their spirits will be severely damaged if they die like this. It's also a question of whether they'll be able to get out of bed properly in the future."

Lu Sheng poked the prisoner, who clearly held a high position within the tribe, with his foot, taunting him relentlessly.

As expected, the opposing leader couldn't hold back. A burst of pure energy opened up the sky, and terrifying lightning appeared. The three middle-aged experts had icy eyes and were covered in runes. It seemed that they were about to fight at the slightest provocation.

"Are you threatening me?"

"You're all dead."

"Let me show you what it means to be outmatched and have more capable people."

"Go for it, my invincible little brother!"

Shi Hao's arms were wrapped in runes, like a tiger descending a mountain, a tiger entering a pack of wolves.

No matter who the other party is, whether they are a powerful figure from a great clan or a king, in the initial land, they are all only at the Blood Moving Realm.

As long as one is at this level, one is no match for Shi Hao.

In no time at all, more than a hundred people were thrown into chaos by the onslaught.

But apart from the boy who had previously unleashed the crimson fan, everyone else was poor and had no magical artifacts.

The treasures that can be brought into the Realm of the Gods are all extremely precious. That young man was some kind of young master or something, and he only possessed them temporarily.

"What a bunch of poor bastards."

After searching these people, Lu Sheng and Shi Hao both came to this conclusion.

These days, robbery isn't an easy business to run.

Unsatisfied, Lu Sheng turned his attention to the surrounding crowd; he thought he had just heard someone cursing at him.

There is a proper way to die!