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In a village several dozen miles away, the villagers who had just been discussing the strange phenomenon of darkness suddenly felt a sharp pain in their eyes, as if countless rays of light were flashing before them. They hurriedly closed their eyes and covered their faces with their hands. Eventually, some even fell to their knees, shouting, "The immortal has come! Bless us, immortal!"
Though they could not see, their hearts were filled with awe and fear of the unknown power.
Meanwhile, the quick-witted Chen Moxuan immediately retracted his giant cauldron. At the same time, Shao Lanyin's sword light, piercing through heaven and earth, slashed down fiercely. The sword light resembled a silk ribbon, momentarily blinding even Chen Moxuan.
When Chen Moxuan's vision returned, he saw that the Blood Puppet, which resembled a mountain of flesh, had seemingly been completely erased by an invisible force, vanishing without a trace. Along with it disappeared the towering body of Jingzong Dashan, the forbidden area that had once confined Jing Shan. Now it lay empty, leaving only a vast expanse of flat ground.
The once crimson magic circle was shattered as if cut by blades, no longer revealing its original terrifying form. The power that had once controlled Jing Shan dissipated as well, allowing him to regain his freedom. The nauseating stench in the air also faded with the wind, as if all evil had been purified.
Chen Moxuan surveyed his surroundings; everything tainted with evil had vanished. He turned to look at Shao Lanyin and noticed that his master was breathing slightly heavily, clearly showing that using this Divine Ability had taken some effort.
"Master, are you alright?" Chen Moxuan asked with concern.
Shao Lanyin smiled faintly and shook his head. "I'm fine; I just haven't used it in a long time and feel a bit rusty. But everything is over now."
At that moment, Tiger Brother, who had been guarding nearby, let out a low growl. Chen Moxuan glanced back at him. Tiger Brother immediately waved his paw as if celebrating their victory. It flew over with Jing Shan on its back, landing right in front of Chen Moxuan.
Fortunately, he was still alive.
Seeing this, Chen Moxuan gently waved his sleeve, and the Soul Mirror flickered with light. Jing Yun's soul slowly emerged and reunited in midair with the similarly battered Jing Shan.
"My brother Jing Yun," his soul trembled as it let out a hoarse call.
Though blind, Jing Shan seemed to sense the presence of Jing Yun. He reached out his hand, trying to touch the elusive soul, sorrow welling up within him, choking his throat.
"I have brought you trouble, and burdened the entire Jing Zong."
Seeing this, Chen Moxuan felt a mix of emotions. He asked softly, "Jing Shan, while trapped here, have you encountered that skinless figure, the one with a body of raw flesh—the Evil Cultivator?"
At these words, Jing Shan's face turned even paler. He nodded slowly, his voice low and heavy. "Yes, not just one... but dozens."
Chen Moxuan was taken aback for a moment before hurriedly pressing on, "How could there be dozens? Are you sure?"
Jing Shan's face was ashen. Enduring the pain coursing through him, he nodded again. "When I saw that Evil Cultivator, he was not alone. A turbulent Blood Sea followed him, as if it had a life of its own. It flooded the entire cave and engulfed me."
Under the pressure of that Blood Sea, I sensed dozens of similar presences. They were either the Evil Cultivator's avatars or his kind; I couldn't tell them apart. How could I possibly forget that evil and powerful aura?!
Chen Moxuan felt a weight settle in his heart. Dozens of avatars were one thing, but facing dozens of similar auras meant their enemy would be far more formidable than they had imagined. It wasn't that they would be difficult to defeat; the biggest problem was that they might not be able to kill the Blood Emperor in one go.
This guy really knows how to play the game of having multiple escape routes, Chen Moxuan muttered under his breath.
"Now that we've resolved things here, we should move on. The next step is Wanxian Sect; there should be answers waiting for us there."
As he spoke, Chen Moxuan's gaze fixed determinedly on the distance.
Just then, Tiger Brother suddenly sniffed the air and turned his attention to the water ahead. Where there had once been a mountain now lay an open riverbed after the recent cataclysmic blow.
Tiger Brother seemed to sense something and rushed over, extending his claws to flip over the riverbed with his immense demonic power. To his surprise, a red, pulsating heart appeared in his claws.
Chen Moxuan felt a surge of astonishment; this heart must have been left behind by the Blood Puppet—it was the core created by the Blood Emperor.
Why hasn't this thing been destroyed? In the creations of the Blood Emperor, nine and a half out of ten are cursed objects! He spoke while glancing at Shao Lanyin.
Shao Lanyin shook her head, her brow furrowed, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes. This doesn’t seem like a cursed object; otherwise, my Demon-Slaying Sword wouldn’t allow it to survive. She narrowed her eyes at the heart and slowly said, it seems to be searching for a way to counter me. This feeling is strange; I’ve never encountered anything like it before.
Chen Moxuan felt a heaviness in his heart upon hearing her words. The Blood Emperor was indeed an extremely clever individual; having just revived through the Blood Sea, he was already looking for ways to counter his master. The Blood Emperor must know that no matter how bizarre or powerful his methods are, he cannot kill someone who possesses immortality.
Naturally, the Blood Emperor began to shift his focus onto those around him. Chen Moxuan silently observed the treasures in the Na Ring, feeling that they were insufficient for what lay ahead. He looked over at Tiger Brother, who was gently pawing at the heart as if studying its structure.
Chen Moxuan took the heart from him and said, Let’s first head to Wanxian Sect and see what’s going on. If things don’t look right, we’ll leave immediately. You two protect yourselves; he can’t do much to me anyway.
Tiger Brother appeared somewhat dissatisfied, turning his head away from Chen Moxuan as if unwilling to engage with him. Then, he spread his wings alongside Jing Shan and vanished in an instant.
Chen Moxuan quickly retracted Jing Yun's soul and then soared through the clouds with Shao Lanyin, pursuing them closely. However, not long after they left, a figure suddenly flew in from the distant horizon.
His appearance seemed to freeze the air around him. The figure’s body was covered in flesh but lacked skin; twisted blood vessels and muscles intertwined grotesquely, creating a terrifying sight. His eyes resembled the entrance to an abyss, flickering with an eerie light as he gazed in the direction Chen Moxuan and the others had departed.
If it weren’t for that kid Chen Moxuan, I could have killed Shao Lanyin this time. A look of regret crossed his face, his tone tinged with unwillingness. Then, as if speaking to himself or perhaps addressing someone else, he continued: Forget it; I’ll spare her this time. I’ll wait until Wanxian Sect before taking their lives; my plans cannot be hindered by such trivial matters.
With that, he flickered and transformed into a streak of blood light, disappearing into the sky.
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