"Tell us what to do now that it has come to this," Ye Xiu thought little of it; if the Styx bloodwater entering the world caused the collapse of the Ksitigarbha bronze statue, at least one victim he knew, Mei Yi, would be underground.

Chang Kong glanced at Ming Luo Sheng, a flicker of confusion crossing his face. "Are you suggesting absorbing the Styx bloodwater with one's own bloodline? That's equivalent to sending oneself to death!"

Ming Luo Sheng nodded, his expression grave. "If the Styx bloodwater enters an ordinary person's body, their blood vessels and physical form cannot bear the pressure, leading to the entire body exploding and dying. While this does absorb some of the bloodwater to slow the rise of the Sea of Blood..."

"This is something someone from my Buddhist Sanctuary should handle." Chang Kong had also heard of this method; it was recorded in the Buddhist Sanctuary's ancient texts, known as Passing Blood into Demonic Form. "If I do not enter hell, who will? Disciples of the Buddhist Sanctuary, receive my order: pass the blood through your bodies!"

The disciples of the Buddhist Sanctuary who arrived later hesitated upon seeing the Nether Blood. However, some eager and righteous disciples immediately slit their wrist veins and stood in the blood water. The surrounding blood water, upon contact with their human blood, lunged toward their arms like ravenous dogs. In an instant, the merciless Sea of Blood submerged those few individuals, devouring their bodies completely, leaving no bones behind.

"No, an ordinary person simply cannot withstand it, unless..." Ming Luo Sheng glanced sideways at Ye Xiu. "Unless one carries an extraordinary life essence. Your blood likely already contains the Styx Blood Tier, and your body seems blessed by Ksitigarbha's Dharma. You are the most suitable candidate."

Seeing the Sea of Blood churning and continuing to rise, Ye Xiu hesitated before finally taking the Blood-Light Glamourous Blade from Ming Luo Sheng. He glanced at Old Liu and managed a weak smile. "I truly don't know what the consequences will be after this Nether Blood passes. Perhaps you'll have to help me unravel the secrets of the Death God."

"What nonsense!" Old Liu glared and shoved Ye Xiu. "I have no interest in your Death God affairs. It's best you come out alive if you know what's good for you."

Ye Xiu turned and leaped into the Sea of Blood from the edge of the great gate. He raised the Blood-Light Glamourous Blade and asked, "What use is this Glamourous Blade to me? Should I use it to cut myself?"

Ming Luo Sheng explained with delicate eyes, "The Glamourous Blade originated from the Sea of Blood; it possesses a natural absorption affinity for the bloodwater and can assist you."

"Senior, you should also have the Styx Blood Tier within you. Do you..." Old Liu felt something strange. Logically, as a Blood Master, Ming Luo Sheng should have more insight into the Styx Sea of Blood.

Ming Luo Sheng naturally perceived Old Liu's suspicion and explained, "No one can withstand the pressure when the Nether Blood enters the body. Even if I can control the Blood Tier, I cannot resist such a powerful impact. Ye Xiu seemed to have some protection from Ksitigarbha earlier; perhaps there is a chance for reversal."

"Ah!" At this moment, the waters of the Styx Sea of Blood had already submerged Ye Xiu's waist. His clothes had long been torn by the impact of the blood sea. He stood steadily in the water, holding the Glamourous Blade aloft, like a lone island—helpless yet unyielding.

In that instant, he seized the Blood-Light Glamourous Blade and severed the veins on both his wrists. Crimson blood flowed out from his wrists, staining the Glamourous Blade. The blade erupted with a dazzling red light, as if reborn. Under that brilliant light, the surrounding Sea of Blood began to spin violently around Ye Xiu's body.

"Everyone, form the seal!" Chang Kong discerned the shift in circumstances and ordered the Buddhist Sanctuary members to take out their prayer beads. At that moment, the entire heaven and earth were enveloped by massive crimson waves. These waves, carrying a thick scent of blood, crashed down upon the Golden Lotus Imprint, fierce as wild beasts trying to break free of their cage.

"Ye Xiu..." Old Liu watched Ye Xiu endure the onslaught of the giant waves alone, wanting desperately to rush forward and help. But at this moment, Ming Luo Sheng, standing nearby, forcefully blocked him. "You!"

"The Blood Tier within Ye Xiu has attracted the essence of the Sea of Blood. Other than himself, nothing in this world can stand firm there," Ming Luo Sheng gritted his teeth, an unusual expression flickering across his face.

"Waaah, Aaaah!" Ye Xiu tilted his head back and roared wildly. Under the sweep of the Sea of Blood and the brilliance of the Glamourous Blade, his eyes once again radiated a heaven-piercing red light, much like the guiding light from a distant lighthouse, directing the surrounding blood water. Stimulated by the Glamourous Blade, the blood water surged up around Ye Xiu’s body, dividing into several streams like colossal blood dragons ascending to the heavens, dominating the entire scene. After soaring to a great height, they abruptly turned and descended, funneling perfectly onto the Glamourous Blade. The scene shook, and a stench of blood permeated the air as the blood water flowed down the blade and into Ye Xiu’s body. His frame convulsed ceaselessly, as if savoring the sweetest nectar, slowly absorbing all the blood water.

"The blood water is diminishing..." Chang Kong stared in horror at the scene. The previously surging Sea of Blood began to subside as Ye Xiu's body absorbed it. The water that had reached his waist before now only reached his ankles. "Such a massive Sea of Blood, and he can absorb it alone? The Innate Life Form is indeed superior in inherent strength."

"He can't do it alone, but with the Blood-Light Glamourous Blade, he can!" At this moment, Ming Luo Sheng flashed, transforming into a red streak that instantly appeared above Ye Xiu's head. His right hand glowed, and the Blood-Light Glamourous Blade, previously in Ye Xiu's grasp, immediately moved into his own. He sneered coldly and swung the blade toward Ye Xiu. "I must thank you, Death God. Only now can the Blood-Light Glamourous Blade fully absorb the deep essence of the Styx Sea of Blood. From this day forward, this Glamourous Blade shall be the most perilous weapon in the world! Hahahaha!"

"What!" Ye Xiu felt a surging tide within him; he had no control over his body. Facing the fierce strike of the Glamourous Blade at this moment, he could only clasp his hands together to defend, and the resulting impact sent him flying a great distance before he crashed into the now-receded Sea of Blood.

"Ming Luo Sheng!" Seeing Ming Luo Sheng concentrating his blood energy in mid-air, Old Liu thrust out his sword, attempting to shield Ye Xiu. However, the power of the Blood-Light Glamourous Blade had already increased tenfold. The Demon-Shattering Sword was easily knocked aside and fell to the ground. "Ming Luo Sheng, you used Ye Xiu to charge your Blood-Light Glamourous Blade!"

"Hahahaha, used him?" Ming Luo Sheng raised the Glamourous Blade and rested it on his back. "I merely wished for the Blade to fully absorb the power of the Styx Sea of Blood. The Lord of the Netherworld has always coveted the Blood Master's ability, which is why I never had the chance before. Today, I helped you alleviate the entry of the Sea of Blood, and you helped me enhance the Blood-Light Glamourous Blade. We are even. How can you call that using him?"

"Damn it, Ye Xiu! Are you alright?" Old Liu flew to Ye Xiu's side. He tried to lift Ye Xiu's hand but found the man already unconscious, his entire body radiating an unnatural heat. "Death God, you had better not die!"