Translator: CinderTL
Seeing that neither Ghost Slaughter Azure Flame nor Black Water of Destruction had achieved anything, Song Wen shook his head in disappointment.
In truth, Black Water of Destruction could harm Blood Sui, but there wasn't enough of it. If he could refine enough Black Water of Destruction to fill Sui Peak, it should be enough to kill Blood Sui.
Song Wen possessed the method to refine Black Water of Destruction, but the process was incredibly time-consuming, labor-intensive, and required a vast quantity of rare spiritual objects.
Even if he drained the Immortal Cultivation Worlds of both the Tianyuan Continent and the Chaotic Sea, he still might not be able to refine enough Black Water of Destruction to fill Sui Peak.
As he watched the eighteen tentacles above him crashing down, Song Wen's mind stirred, and he summoned twelve black Corpse Coffins.
With the activation of the Twelve Capitals Corpse Formation, a Giant Corpse Phantom, towering a hundred feet tall, materialized.
The Phantom Shadow condensed a giant blade from Corpse Qi and slashed at the nearest tentacle.
The blade pierced the tentacle's surface, but as it tried to cut deeper, it couldn't withstand the mountain-shattering force the tentacle carried and shattered with a deafening boom.
The Phantom Shadow, now weaponless, bared its sharp claws and lunged forward, intending to engage the tentacle in close combat.
Just then, tentacles from above, behind, and the sides slammed into the Phantom Shadow simultaneously from all directions.
The Phantom Shadow's form shook violently, flickering between light and dark before suddenly vanishing without a trace.
"Pfft!"
Song Wen coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.
The Twelve Capitals Corpse Formation had been forcibly breached, and he suffered backlash.
Ignoring his internal injuries, Song Wen hastily retrieved the twelve Corpse Coffins.
Boom!
A tentacle slammed down, leaving a long crack in the ground.
Song Wen, standing on the ground, was instantly reduced to minced meat.
He reappeared in the sky above Sui Peak.
At this point, Song Wen had exhausted all his means except his Natal Magic Treasure, the Blood Sea Seal. Among his many treasures, the Blood Sea Seal's offensive power wasn't particularly strong, clearly insufficient to threaten Blood Sui.
After just a few exchanges, Song Wen had already realized that with his current strength, he couldn't kill Blood Sui.
With a thought, Song Wen summoned a large quantity of flesh and jade bottles filled with blood essence, which rained down into Blood Sui's gaping maw.
Blood Sui, never one to refuse blood food, continued its assault on Song Wen.
Eighteen tentacles lashed out simultaneously, whipping towards him.
Song Wen activated the Mount Tai Ring while simultaneously employing the Thunder Escape Technique, desperately dodging the tentacles' attacks.
During one of its swings, a tentacle accidentally brushed against the outer edge of the white mist.
With a deafening boom, an invisible barrier deep within the white mist shattered.
Instantly, the white mist rapidly dissipated, fully revealing the scene within Sui Peak.
The eighteen colossal tentacles, thrashing wildly in the air; Song Wen, dodging left and right under their relentless assault—all were exposed to the horrified eyes of the Beastmaster Sect disciples.
The disciples, having already received Mi He's urgent warning, were fleeing for their lives, a chaotic mass of panic.
Mi He herself stood in mid-air, several dozen miles from Sui Peak, her teeth clenched as she glared at the mountain.
If the Beastmaster Sect disciples could see the Blood Sui within Sui Peak, the Blood Sui could naturally sense these living, breathing blood foods.
It abandoned its pursuit of Song Wen and split sixteen of its tentacles, which stretched and lengthened, coiling toward the fleeing disciples.
Whether they were Qi Refining Stage disciples or Golden Core elders, none could withstand the tentacles' grasp.
With a gentle curl, a tentacle would capture a disciple, delivering them to the Blood Sui's maw before extending again to seize another.
Mi He's fury intensified at this sight, but she was helpless. She could only transform into a streak of light and flee, lest she become the tentacles' next target.
With sixteen tentacles gone, Song Wen felt the pressure ease considerably. He could now focus more intently on feeding Blood Sui.
After paying the price of two more Substitute Puppets, Song Wen finally sated Blood Sui's hunger.
Blood Sui ignored Song Wen, the enemy who had harmed it. Its eighteen remaining tentacles slowly retracted, and the meat pillar it had been consuming sank back into the deep cave.
Everything returned to peace!
Song Wen couldn't help but exhale deeply. The pressure Blood Sui had exerted on him had been immense.
If he hadn't been worried about Blood Sui completely losing control and leaving Sui Peak, or even straying far from the Beastmaster Sect, Song Wen would have long since retreated.
"Ji Yin," Mi He said, her expression grim as she flew over. "Don't you think you owe me an explanation? Why did you provoke Blood Sui in the first place?"
As she spoke, Mi He pointed down at the severely damaged peaks and buildings below. In the process of capturing Beastmaster Sect disciples, Blood Sui had inevitably destroyed a great deal of the mountain.
Song Wen replied coldly, "Mi He, if you want to remain the First Supreme Elder of the Beastmaster Sect and ensure the sect's legacy continues, you'd best not ask too many questions. Also, keep a close eye on Blood Sui. If anything unexpected happens to it, you and the entire Beastmaster Sect will pay the price."
A flicker of anger flashed in Mi He's eyes, but intimidated by Song Wen's power, she dared not show it.
Song Wen moved, darting toward the mountain gate.
To facilitate the Beastmaster Sect disciples' escape, the Sect Protection Array had been deactivated. Song Wen slipped out without any trouble.
After Song Wen had completely vanished from sight, Mi He turned back to Sui Peak, her brow furrowed, and remained silent.
Blood Sui clearly held a great secret.
A secret that could move a top-tier powerhouse like Song Wen must be extraordinary.
However, Blood Sui's power was too overwhelming, leaving Mi He feeling like she was guarding a treasure mountain but had no way to claim its riches.
After a long period of contemplation, Mi He could only sigh heavily.
Then, she ordered her people to re-establish the Formation around Sui Peak.
"Xu Geng! Do you have a way to deal with the Fallen Immortal Blood?" Song Wen asked in his Sea of Consciousness.
Xu Geng replied, "The only way to deal with the Fallen Immortal Blood is to use a Sharp Weapon to forcibly sever its body."
"A direct assault with a Sharp Weapon?" Song Wen frowned. "Is there no other method? Perhaps a Spiritual Sense Attack?"
During his battle with the Fallen Immortal Blood, Song Wen had used the Focused Spirit Stab, but Blood Sui had shown no reaction, leaving Song Wen puzzled.
Xu Geng explained, "The Fallen Immortal Blood isn't a demon beast. It has no soul, so how could a Spiritual Sense Attack harm it?"
Surprise flashed in Song Wen's eyes. "It's not a demon beast! Could it be a spirit plant?"
Xu Geng shook his head. "It's not a spirit plant either. It's a unique lifeform that exists somewhere between a demon beast and a spirit plant. I can't say exactly what it is."
Song Wen dropped the matter and pressed for a way to kill the Fallen Immortal Blood.
"What about poison? Or trapping it with a Formation?"
Xu Geng said, "I doubt there's any poison in this world that could harm Fallen Immortal Blood. Besides, if it were to suffer excruciating pain, the Mystic Qi within its body would become contaminated. How could you possibly extract any Mystic Qi then?"
"As for Formations, you can try, but I doubt there's any Formation in this world that could harm it."
"The true form of Fallen Immortal Blood is far more massive than you can imagine. Those eighteen tentacles are merely a tiny fraction of its physical body. Its main body lies hidden beneath the earth, a colossal ball of flesh."
"And it has far more than eighteen tentacles. Countless more tentacles, like the roots of a tree, extend along the Earth Veins. Otherwise, the meager blood food it consumes every two decades when it awakens wouldn't be nearly enough to sustain its growth to such formidable power."
"Even its true size is difficult to fathom. How could you possibly set up a Formation to trap it?"
(End of the Chapter)
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