NOVPUBIn the divine temple.
The once crimson Divine Statue, bearing a striking resemblance to Wang Ba, began to change its facial features bit by bit.
Slowly, it transformed into another face.
Aged, filled with wrinkles...
At that same time.
In Chen State.
The Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivator possessed by Xun FuJun watched expressionlessly towards the distant horizon.
The Mana of the Immortal Ascension Cultivators clashed with the Divine Power of the Evil God, magic treasures, Spells, Talismans, Spirit Beasts...
Under the deliberate push of Jin’s Cultivators, the battle at the Immortal Ascension stage rapidly shifted towards the Kingdom of Immortals.
On the spot, a multitude of Incense Fire Dao Cultivators, led by a few second-level Evil Gods, swept towards Chen State like waves...
An unprecedented chaotic battle began.
The Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivator seemed to stand outside this grand melee, quietly observing everything.
His gaze grew colder and more detached.
It was as if countless patterns and Dao Intention rapidly flowed within his eyes with astonishing speed.
He witnessed the death of countless Incense Fire Dao Cultivators.
He saw Jin’s Nascent Soul Cultivators being pushed back by the overwhelming attacks of the Incense Fire Dao Cultivators.
The Essence Yuan Qi and blood of numerous fallen ones seeped into the soil below silently like droplets of water, then turned into tiny streams, covertly converging towards the distance in a mysterious and secretive manner...
Everyone was too busy fighting, too busy dealing with the attacks from their opponents.
None noticed.
Only he... saw the changes.
Enlightenment rose in his eyes.
And at that moment, he suddenly realized something.
He abruptly looked up towards the direction of Jin’s Wanxiang Sect, his eyes suddenly clear:
"Wang Ba... indeed, it’s as I thought!"
Fierce Mana Turbulence howled as it smashed over from the distance.
The Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivator, possessed by Xun FuJun, had not even a sliver of ability to dodge and was struck by a chaotic stream.
His body, without any resistance, quickly twisted out of shape.
However, there wasn’t a trace of pain in his eyes, only a hint of joy!
The next moment.
His eyes quickly dimmed, and his body swiftly turned to ash.
Simultaneously.
In a valley at the very center of Fenglin Continent.
This place had been occupied by the Kingdom of Immortals and was desolate and overrun with weeds since its population had long been abducted.
Nevertheless, at this moment, a Blood-colored Array spread out like filaments, extending towards the distant land.
The Blood-colored Array cast the entire valley in a scarlet hue!
A ceaseless flow of Blood Energy coursed through the patterns of the array towards the heart of the valley.
From the depths of the valley, waves of mournful howls echoed.
A figure clothed in moon-white suddenly materialized above the valley.
Overlooking the Blood Qilin that was trapped in the core of the deep valley below.
There, a vast accumulation of Essence and blood Energy, as if finding an outlet, eagerly forced its way into the body of the Blood Qilin.
Pushing this already middle-grade Class V Blood Qilin rapidly towards a higher stage...
"Using the deceased of warfare as a sacrifice to aid your growth, and afterwards using you as a scapegoat for disaster?"
The moon-white figure whispered to himself softly.
Below.
The Blood Qilin shrieked in agony, body struggling violently!
Its body, formed of Blood Energy, would swell up from time to time, only to be swiftly suppressed back down by the constraints of the array.
Yet, the aura on its body visibly increased at a rapid pace.
The cost, however, was the Blood Qilin’s eyes becoming increasingly chaotic and ferocious...
"Let me help you find release."
The moon-white figure said gently.
After speaking, he extended his palm lightly and struck towards the array below.
Rock shattered, and the Blood-colored Array was quickly demolished under the power of his Mana.
But in the blink of an eye, under the surging Blood Energy, the blood-colored patterns instantly reformed.
The moon-white figure frowned slightly:
"The array self-repairs driven by Blood Energy?"
"No wonder he was so confident letting me do this... But what if it’s like this?"
He reached out suddenly, seizing towards the Blood Qilin below.
At this moment, the Blood Qilin, its consciousness already hazy, instinctively struggled fiercely upon sensing the mighty being’s move.
Blood Energy surged violently, and the array trembled slightly.
However, all this was powerless under the palm of the moon-white figure.
The Blood Qilin was quickly seized and began to be extracted from the Blood-colored Array...
...
In the primitive Demonic Sect.
"Hmm?"
Han Yanzi, with his eyes slightly closed, was swiftly advancing through the cultivation of the Yin’s Great Dream Sutra when he abruptly opened his eyes, seeming to sense something as he looked into the distance and sighed:
"Why bother?"
After speaking, he took a step forward with his slightly stooped body.
With that step, the heavens and earth swiftly passed behind him.
In an instant, he already stood above the blood-colored valley.
Letting the wind aloft flutter his robes.
The moon-white figure that was seizing the Blood Qilin paused and squinted his eyes, looking at Han Yanzi who suddenly arrived.
Han Yanzi, in turn, looked at the moon-white figure, his face showing a hint of a sigh:
"Wasn’t it agreed that once you fulfilled the agreement, this old man would hand over the Ascension Method to you? Little friend Xun, do you really intend to go back on your word?"
Xun FuJun appeared indifferent and calm:
"The Ascension Method is not important to me."
He continued to increase his strength, unabashedly proceeding to extract the Blood Qilin bit by bit as if no one else was present.
Han Yanzi chuckled with interest:
"Didn’t you deliberately reveal to this old man in the past how you extracted Cultivators’ Dao Intention to gather Dao Secrets, just to get close to this old man and draw out information from him?"
