Chapter 412: Blood Fiend (Seeking Subscriptions)
Chapter 412: Blood Fiend (Seeking Subscriptions)
"What's going on? "
Fang Xi had just flown a hundred li away when he suddenly raised an eyebrow, looking towards a certain direction behind him.
After he broke through his Heart Devil tribulation, his Divine Consciousness had experienced a surge.
Now, not only was everything within a hundred li radius crystal clear, but he could also generally sense the situation even one to two hundred li away.
At this moment, he felt a terrifying spiritual energy fluctuation emanating from a certain direction.
"A battle between Nascent Soul old monsters?"
"Not just a battle, but one so fierce, reaching a hundred li away. . . they're practically fighting to the death!"
"They shouldn't be looking for me, right? Can't afford to provoke them, can't afford to provoke them. . . Time to make a quick escape."
...
At Lingfeng True Monarch's cave abode.
A deep pit had appeared on the ground, so dark and deep it seemed bottomless.
In mid-air, dense azure wind blades converged into the form of a spiritual falcon, intricate patterns continuously flashing across its wings.
From the spiritual falcon's belly, a voice filled with extreme malice resonated: "Seven Kills Old Demon. . ."
"Fellow Daoist Lingfeng. . . why haven't you departed yet?"
Seven Kills Demon Lord wore a dark golden-black robe, adorned with nine golden dragons swimming across it, dressed like an emperor from a mortal dynasty. His face was plain and square, yet his eyes emitted a demonic light, giving him an unearthly, sinister aura.
He was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, his spiritual power incredibly profound. With a flick of his hand, a yellow bead flew into the air, and ant-sized talismans emerged within it, subtly forming a single talisman that emitted a faint yellow glow.
Buzz!
The moment this bead appeared, the world suddenly fell silent, as if even the slightest breeze had completely vanished.
"Dingfeng Immortal Pearl? !"
Lingfeng True Monarch cried out in alarm, the giant wind-blade spiritual falcon continuously dissolving under the illumination of the hazy yellow light. . .
Just then, a streak of blood-red light suddenly appeared!
From afar, the blood-red light looked like a giant crescent moon, slashing across the spiritual falcon with lightning speed. Streaks of dark red blood qi on it seemed to carry a potent defiling power, instantly cleaving the spiritual falcon in two.
Amidst the flashing brilliance, an old man wielding a blood-red long saber appeared, sneering coldly as he looked at Lingfeng True Monarch: "Lingfeng. . . your old friend is here specifically to send you on your way!"
"Chi Old Ghost!"
A massive wound appeared on Lingfeng True Monarch's chest, continuously seeping blood.
His face deathly pale, he said, "Is there another one? Come out as well. . ."
A earthy-yellow streak of escape light appeared. Within it was an inconspicuous Nascent Soul old monster, holding an earthy-yellow alms bowl. He subtly formed a pincer movement with the other two.
"Good, good, good. . . Seven Kills Old Demon, Chi Old Ghost, Gu Laoguai. . . Green Leaf Merchant Guild, Red Blood Cult, Seven Fiends Hall!"
Lingfeng True Monarch gazed at Seven Kills Demon Lord: "Your Excellency's possession technique is truly formidable; even this old man failed to see through its clues."
"Thank you for the compliment, True Monarch. . . This Lord merely used the Demonic Thought Division Art to plant a demonic seed in the heart of your sect's disciple. . ."
Seven Kills Demon Lord smiled faintly: "When this person's demonic seed hadn't activated, he truly still considered himself a disciple of the Hunyuan Sect. Only when he came into contact with Fellow Daoist's aura would the demonic seed fully activate, taking over his entire being. Without this. . . how else could I have found Fellow Daoist?"
This type of demonic seed division was akin to a special soul fragment, not a true soul clone.
Thus, even if it self-destructed using a secret art, Seven Kills Demon Lord felt no regret whatsoever.
"So be it. . ."
Lingfeng True Monarch's eyes flickered: "I am willing to make a Great Dao Oath and yield the Yuan Kingdom to Fellow Daoist. . ."
"This is indeed an excellent proposal. If it were before the war, this Lord might have been tempted. . . Unfortunately, Fellow Daoist Chi does not agree with such a suggestion; he insists on putting Fellow Daoist to death."
Seven Kills Demon Lord chuckled coldly several times, the demonic light in his eyes blazing fiercely. Suddenly, he clapped his hands together and rapidly chanted a few incantations.
A layer of blood-red cloud instantly expanded, engulfing an area of several li.
Lingfeng True Monarch's face was ashen. He suddenly opened his mouth, and an azure feather fan appeared in his hand—it was his Life-Bound Spirit Treasure.
He used a secret art to suppress his injuries, barely managing to gather his spiritual power and inject it into the spiritual fan, fiercely fanning it towards the blood-red cloud.
The azure spiritual light suddenly surged!
An azure beam of light appeared, plunging into the blood-red cloud, only to quickly vanish.
Seeing this, Lingfeng True Monarch couldn't help but be greatly alarmed.
At this moment, two streaks of light, one from the left and one from the right, assaulted him instantly. They were Chi Old Ghost and Gu Laoguai, who began to entangle Lingfeng True Monarch within the blood-red cloud.
Rumble!
No matter how earth-shattering the battle raged inside, this layer of blood-red cloud remained incredibly resilient, merely churning a few times without being breached.
Finally. . .
Bang!
Seven Kills Demon Lord showed a look of keen interest. Accompanied by a loud bang, the blood-red cloud was violently torn open by an azure beam of light, and countless illusory azure feathers drifted down from the sky.
A flash of light!
An azure Nascent Soul, identical in appearance to Lingfeng True Monarch, holding a miniature azure feather fan, vanished in an instant.
When it reappeared, it was already several hundred zhang away.
It was precisely Lingfeng True Monarch's Nascent Soul!
This individual seemed to have self-destructed his physical body to finally escape the encirclement of his two fellow Daoists. At this moment, he didn't hesitate, about to continuously use teleportation techniques to escape the perilous situation!
With its speed, it wouldn't take long to teleport dozens of li away, completely escaping the battlefield.
"Fellow Daoist's resolve is admirable; Seven Kills is impressed!"
Seeing this, Seven Kills Demon Lord let out a faint sigh, not showing the slightest hint of tension.
Lingfeng True Monarch paid no heed. After several teleportations, he was several li away.
Just as he was about to use a secret art, regardless of the toll on his essence, to quickly escape the battlefield, his body suddenly froze, and a look of extreme panic appeared on his small face.
Buzz!
Above his head, a small blood-red palace had appeared at some unknown point, emitting rings of blood-red light that enveloped the tiny Nascent Soul.
Streaks of crimson light, like flying needles, pierced down, burrowing into the Nascent Soul, causing Lingfeng True Monarch's spiritual power to begin dispersing. He could no longer self-destruct or fight with his life.
Gradually. . . his expression grew confused.
"Collect!"
Seeing this, a hint of satisfaction appeared on Seven Kills Demon Lord's face, and he struck various incantation seals into the small blood-red palace.
Hiss! Hiss!
Blood-red needles pierced into the Nascent Soul's body, causing Lingfeng True Monarch to fall completely unconscious.
Upon seeing this, Seven Kills Demon Lord took out a black jade bottle. After uncorking it, he chanted a few more incantations.
A suction force emerged from the jade bottle, drawing Lingfeng True Monarch's Nascent Soul inside.
Snap!
Seven Kills Demon Lord's hand, seemingly slow but actually swift, capped the bottle and affixed a talisman to it.
With a flicker of runes, the bottle's mouth was completely sealed, and only then did a smile appear on his face.
"Who would have thought. . ."
Chi Old Ghost, holding his long saber, looked at the blood-red palace in Seven Kills Demon Lord's hand, a look of extreme dread on his face: "Demon Lord, to deal with this Lingfeng True Monarch, you actually brought out the Seven Fiends Hall's inherited Spirit Treasure—the 'Blood Fiend Hall'! This Spirit Treasure, cultivated by generations of Seven Fiends Hall Grand Elders, possesses boundless power and void attributes. It can actually restrict Nascent Soul teleportation, truly an eye-opener. But. . . why not directly annihilate his Nascent Soul, making Old Lingfeng perish in both body and soul?"
"Fellow Daoist Chi, don't fret. The reason this Lord kept his Nascent Soul is simply to take it back for some research and to attempt soul-searching."
Seven Kills Demon Lord smiled faintly.
"We, who embrace the Nascent Soul, find our Nascent Souls incredibly sturdy, making soul-searching extremely difficult. . . For Fellow Daoist to be capable of this, your demonic cultivation attainments are truly unfathomable."
The earthy-yellow light flickered, and Gu Laoguai also appeared, holding his alms bowl, sighing with emotion.
"This Hall's demonic arts naturally hold many profound mysteries. If Fellow Daoist Gu is willing to join this Hall, this Lord can impart everything without reservation! What do you think, Fellow Daoist?"
Seven Kills Demon Lord looked at Gu Laoguai, extending an invitation.
"Many thanks for the Hall Master's generous invitation, but this old man has an agreement with the first head of the Green Leaf Merchant Guild and does not wish to go back on his word and become unreliable and dishonest. . ."
Gu Laoguai sighed: "Furthermore. . . this old man has cultivated the 'Qiantu Art' for many years and has long felt his potential exhausted, finding it difficult to advance further. Even if I were to learn more demonic cultivation secret arts, it wouldn't allow this old man to break through the bottleneck, advance to mid-stage Nascent Soul, and extend my lifespan. . . When the great limit arrives, won't I still become a handful of yellow earth?"
For Nascent Soul cultivators, extending their lifespan was actually even more difficult.
Many low-grade longevity pills and secret arts were already ineffective for them.
Chi Old Ghost chuckled upon hearing this, but said nothing.
He had only recently advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and did not yet have lifespan concerns.
"Since you are unwilling, then so be it. . . But as for the two of you, would you be willing to strike once more with this Lord?"
Seven Kills Demon Lord suddenly extended an invitation.
"Strike? Against whom?"
Chi Old Ghost's eyes darted about, while Gu Laoguai, though reluctant, dared not refuse.
"It's that 'Qingyang Perfected' whom I just traded with. Although his disguise was excellent, the scent of 'Resentful Soul Lure' on him simply couldn't be hidden. If this Lord hadn't had urgent business at the time, I would have truly kept that person there."
Seven Kills Demon Lord said indifferently.
"That person, is he also a Nascent Soul cultivator?"
Gu Laoguai was startled.
"Merely an early-stage Nascent Soul, that's all. . ."
Seven Kills Demon Lord replied calmly: "With the 'Blood Fiend Hall' here, you needn't worry about his Nascent Soul escaping and causing trouble for you later. . ."
‘I heard that Seven Kills Demon Lord's Daoist Companion was slain by an orthodox cultivator in his youth, in the name of "eradicating demons and defending the Dao. " Since then, he's become temperamental, particularly hateful towards those who casually kill demonic sect disciples. It seems to be true. . . ’
Gu Laoguai mused inwardly, yet still didn't want to take on this task.
At this moment, Seven Kills Demon Lord's expression suddenly shifted, and he smiled: "The 'Footless Bird' this Lord dispatched to monitor that person has also sent back a segment of footage; take a look!"
He patted his Spirit Beast Pouch, and a white bone bird flew out.
This bone bird was entirely bone-white and footless, with visible emerald ghost flames burning within it.
"This type of demonic spiritual beast is said not to be naturally born but rather refined through postnatal rituals. Footless Birds are born in pairs, and can communicate telepathically with each other. . ."
Chi Old Ghost looked at this Footless Bird, a hint of envy appearing on his face.
"Screech! !"
The Footless Bird opened its bone beak and spewed out an image of ghost fire—it was precisely the scene of Fang Xi abandoning his "Qingyang Perfected" disguise and fleeing as "Yun Jizi"!
"Yun Jizi! It's actually him? !"
Gu Laoguai was the first to exclaim in surprise.
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