NOVPUBAt this moment, the rectangular Tactical Mirror displayed the current situation at the Wanxiang Sect’s gate.
The originally picturesque gate of the Wanxiang Sect, with its continuous mountain ranges, had become a desolate land with not a blade of grass in sight, all transformed into a crimson scorched earth, filled with a bloody aura.
The once dense forests of the Wanxiang Sect had now turned into rows of withered trees, the ground cracked and parched, truly a Dead Land.
Dead Land!
Seeing the current state of the Wanxiang Sect, Lin Qian found it all too familiar, almost identical to the Dead Land Realm of the Middle Ages relics’ Small World.
The only difference was that now, a thin blood-colored aura enveloped the mountain gate of the Wanxiang Sect.
At the same time, at the very center of the Wanxiang Sect, a huge opening had split open, and from within hovered an indistinct glow, constantly absorbing the surrounding blood-colored aura.
Next to this glow, there also hovered a small figure, the very same extraordinary presence that Ye Xin had previously pointed out in amazement.
Upon receiving Lin Qian’s command, the scribes in the command room quickly intensified their observation efforts and enlarged the scene on the other side, presenting it on the Tactical Mirror.
At the same time, Lin Qian and the others could clearly see what kind of existence was beside that ethereal glow.
"What?" Seeing the appearance of that person, both Lin Qian and Ye Xin cried out in shock.
"It’s normal for you to be surprised upon seeing an alien race for the first time," said Wei Wushuang with a smile upon seeing Lin Qian and Ye Xin’s exclamations, gazing at the figure on the Tactical Mirror, "That’s the Black Blood Clan; indeed, that’s what they look like."
"The Black Blood Clan, so it’s the Black Blood Clan!" Lin Qian murmured, now understanding why the appearance of the Wanxiang Sect, refined by the Array, was almost identical to that of the Dead Land.
It turned out that Nan Xin, that alien race with double horns on his head and purple skin all over his body, belonged to the Black Blood Clan.
The Black Blood Clan member suspended next to the glow bore an uncanny resemblance to Nan Xin, whom they had encountered in the Middle Ages relics.
They had the same purple skin and strange brands on their bodies.
However, there was still a difference, such as the Black Blood Clan member currently shown on the Tactical Mirror, who did not have double horns on their head.
"Master, do all members of the Black Blood Clan look like this, or are there special existences that differ when they grow up?" Lin Qian suddenly turned to look at Wei Wushuang, his curiosity piqued as he asked.
"Isn’t this what the Black Blood Clan looks like?" Wei Wushuang smiled and shook his head at Lin Qian’s question.
"I see..." Lin Qian looked puzzled by Wei Wushuang’s answer, "Could I be mistaken, that it’s actually two species that just happen to look similar?"
"However, if we really talk about differences, there indeed seems to be some," Wei Wushuang suddenly added, "According to the legends, the current Black Blood Clan are all ordinary tribespeople, but the truly noble ones among the Black Blood Clan have a single horn on their head."
Wei Wushuang’s expression turned contemplative as he recalled, "If I remember correctly, the members of the Royal Family of the Black Blood Clan are supposed to have double horns. At that time, the Black Blood Clan was extremely formidable."
"Unfortunately, not to mention the royal members of these legends, even the Black Blood Clan with a single horn and noble lineage have become extinct. Otherwise, the Black Blood Clan wouldn’t be universally despised and reduced to the so-called grave robbers."
After listening to Wei Wushuang, Lin Qian and Ye Xin looked at each other in dismay. Clearly, Nan Xin, whom they had met in the relics of the Middle Ages, was of the royal lineage of the Black Blood Clan.
Moreover, the creatures the adversary controlled were not Blood Nourishing Corpses; rather, they were walking corpses.
By comparison, Lin Qian believed that walking corpses were even more powerful than Blood Nourishing Corpses.
Because back when he was in the Middle Ages relics, although his Soul Power could suppress the walking corpses, it wasn’t as effective against the Blood Nourishing Corpses.
Lin Qian remembered that the aura exuding from the walking corpses contained both vitality and deathly qi, and the enhancement of their physical bodies far surpassed that of the Blood Nourishing Corpses.
It was known that most of those walking corpses were refined from the menial disciples of the Dangyuan Sect.
Although the Dangyuan Sect’s menial disciples were comparable to the external disciples of the Wanxiang Sect, boasting a Shape Origin Realm cultivation, once refined into walking corpses, their strength could actually compare to the Nirvana Realm.
"The Royal Family of the Black Blood Clan really is much more formidable than the ordinary members," Lin Qian mused quietly as he recalled these details.
After thinking this over, Lin Qian once again shifted his gaze to the Tactical Mirror, wanting to see what exactly this member of the Black Blood Clan, a different race, was attempting to do now.
The resplendent glow hovering above the half-shattered gate of the Wanxiang Sect was something Lin Qian was also very familiar with. That luster was almost identical to the world portal’s glow that led into the Middle Ages relics.
Now, this cluster of radiance was expanding and contracting, continuously drawing in the bloody aura from the surroundings as if it were breathing, assimilating it.
As the bloody aura flowed incessantly into it, the initially violently trembling glow was becoming increasingly stable.
Simultaneously, as the cluster of light gradually stabilized, the rate at which it absorbed the bloody aura pervading above the Wanxiang Sect started to slow down, eventually coming to a halt.
The stopped radiance pulsed like a beating heart, and the gathered bloody aura
Just at that moment, the remaining bloody aura of the Wanxiang Sect suddenly began to flow and surge toward the body of the foreign being, merging into the patterns on their skin, and ultimately was absorbed into the body, consumed and refined.
"Looking at it this way, it seems that the Small World beneath the Wanxiang Sect was already known to this member of the Black Blood Clan. The Array was reshaped precisely to open this Small World."
"Clearly, opening this Small World requires the blood essence of living beings to stabilize the entrance, so one can then pass through the world portal to its interior."
"Besides that, this fellow from the Black Blood Clan has other plans. Judging from the scene shown by the Tactical Mirror, the blood qi needed to open the Small World isn’t that much. He wants to absorb most of it himself."
"If it weren’t for Lin Qian’s battleship, the entire Wanxiang Sect would probably have already been refined into blood essence, and that would have been immense. With that blood essence, his strength could have made significant advancements."
Wei Wushuang looked at the situation reflected on the Tactical Mirror and speculated aloud, "Fortunately, his plans did not succeed, otherwise his cultivation would have seen a significant increase by now."
Lin Qian nodded silently and turned to inquire of the scholar, "Can you discern the cultivation realm of this person?"
The scholar bowed respectfully and reported, "Your Majesty, this person’s cultivation realm is at the Heart State of the Life and Death Realm, the same as the Imperial Teacher. However, he carries a severe injury, and it was only after absorbing the earlier blood essence that he recovered to the Soul Realm!"
"Nonetheless, based on our conjecture, he has a way to exert the power of the Heart Realm, though it will be subject to limitations."
After hearing the report, Lin Qian frowned and watched the member of the Black Blood Clan revealed in the Tactical Mirror.
The adversary’s strength was somewhat beyond his expectations.
