These last two jade boxes were what Liu Yu desired.
Within the two wooden boxes, one contained a fist-sized, fiery red, round bead. This fiery red, round bead contained a violent and immense amount of fire energy. It was a seventh-tier fire-attributed magic core, from a seventh-tier magical beast!
The other, a seemingly ordinary bamboo slip, was a gray-brown color, and its material seemed a bit too ordinary, but it was Liu Yu's main purpose for coming to the Demon Flame Valley!
Gently peeling back the thin thread on the bamboo slip and slowly unfolding it, three blood-stained characters, etched with ruthlessness, flashed in Liu Yu's eyes.
"Heavenly Demon Puppet!"
This "Heavenly Demon Puppet" was neither a martial art nor an ordinary fighting technique, but rather a puppetry technique passed down from ancient times. To refine this Heavenly Demon Puppet, three things were needed: a human body, a soul, and a magic core.
The body serves as the tool, the soul as the guide, and the demon core as the heart. Combined with a unique refining method, a demon puppet can be formed. Demon puppets are divided into three levels: Heaven, Earth, and Human. They can also absorb the power of thunder to continuously evolve, reaching their final form, the Heavenly Demon Puppet, comparable to a Dou Zun warrior! "
I have the body and the demon core, but I lack the soul," Liu Yu muttered to himself. This reminded him of the thief who had sneaked into the Thunder Blood Domain. Perhaps, Jiejie had stored the corpse of the old demon on the ground into the system space. A spatial tremor ripped through Liu Yu's body, and he disappeared into the warehouse.
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"Boom, boom, boom..."
Outside Black Seal City, within the Thunder Blood Domain, within the rolling blood clouds, numerous blood holes suddenly opened. Huge, dragon-shaped blood-red lightning bolts, with earth-shaking roars, crawled out of the blood holes, carrying an aura of destruction, and opened their bloody, ferocious maws, roaring towards the Black Emperor Sect, the Demon Flame Valley, and others below.
Su Qian and Elder Yingshan also tacitly left the scene, arriving at another battlefield, temporarily untouched by the blood thunder.
"Bang!" "Ah!"
The blood thunder ripped through space, crashing down. Many who had misjudged its power were instantly shattered into pieces amidst heart-wrenching screams of agony.
Mo Tianxing watched the men of the Demon Flame Valley unleash their fighting skills only to be engulfed by the blood-red thunder, silently cursing them as fools. This thunder had been brewing for so long, and a few Dou Wang and Dou Huang dared to resist it! Couldn't they see he was dodging?
If the dead Dou Wang and Dou Huang had heard Mo Tianxing's thoughts, they would surely have cursed back. They were well aware of the terrifying power contained in the blood thunder, but so many blood thunders still struck down in an instant. They could dodge one, two, three, but not the fourth!
As his figure flashed, Mo Tianxing pondered a way out of the impasse. His gaze swept over the location of Medicine Emperor Han Feng, noting his predicament. Originally, relying on the power of his strange fire, he could hold his own against a Dou Zong, and with the two elders, Gold and Silver, holding another Dou Zong hostage, he was able to maintain a stalemate against the Yu Pavilion. However, with the arrival of two Dou Zong masters, Su Qian and Elder Yingshan, the situation, once balanced, quickly turned into a crushing one. Elders Gold and Silver received special attention, and they were the first to die.
Mo Tianxing had a vague suspicion as to why Su Qian and Elder Yingshan were aiding the Yu Pavilion, but he didn't bother to delve into it. His priority was to find a way to escape.
Mo Tianxing glanced at the "Flowing Feather" in the center of the Blood Realm and saw that its six blood-colored wings and mysterious aura had vanished. This gave him a flash of fear. Was his Dou Qi exhausted? Even if it wasn't, unleashing such a celestial phenomenon would undoubtedly have consumed a significant amount.
Mo Tianxing's mind raced, and he instantly took action. A shadowy figure flickered, and a golden light condensed from his palm. When the energy reached its peak, Mo Tianxing approached Liuyu. A golden beam that distorted the very void shot out from his palm. Liuyu seemed unable to react, instantly pierced through, most of its body shattered.
Success! Mo Tianxing was overjoyed, but strangely, no blood flowed from Liuyu's body. Instead, its form suddenly transformed into a faint bloody aura and dissipated.
Mo Tianxing frowned, gazing at the gradually dissipating blood cloud above the sky. A vague sense of unease welled up in his heart. The Liuyu he had slain wasn't his true form!
Regardless, the blood-colored world was beginning to dissipate; escape was the only option.
"Retreat!" Mo Tianxing commanded the Black Emperor Sect's men.
"You've destroyed my illusory form, but you'll pay with your life!"
Just as Mo Tianxing was about to take action, a cold voice echoed through his mind. Before he could react, a giant fiery red spike materialized from thin air and stabbed towards him.
Mo Tianxing's heart tightened, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. Countless golden energies converged, instantly forming a thick golden shield before him.
The fiery red spike pierced the shield. With a loud bang, an invisible spike pierced through the shield and lodged itself between Mo Tianxing's eyebrows. Mo Tianxing's eyes widened, and he plummeted to the ground.
A six-winged figure appeared, and Mo Tianxing's body vanished into thin air.
"Father!" A handsome man in white among the Black Emperor Sect's throng exclaimed in a daze. His father, the pillar of the Black Emperor Sect, a four-star Dou Zong master, had died just like that?!
At this moment, Yun Yun and the Great Elder, along with members of Yu Pavilion and Su Qian, arrived at Liu Yu's side. The Great Elder was holding the half-dead Han Feng.
"Are you alright?" Yun Yun asked softly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Liu Yu. She had just witnessed Mo Tianxing bludgeoning Liu Yu into a bloody mess, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Ha, that Mo Tianxing attacked my phantom just now," Liu Yu explained. He had already returned when Mo Tianxing attacked. The reason he didn't stop Mo Tianxing immediately was because the phantom, maintaining the Thunder Blood Domain, had almost exhausted its energy. Even if Mo Tianxing didn't attack, it would have dissipated soon.
"Leave Han Feng to me for now. You guys take care of the remaining Black Emperor Sect and Demon Flame Valley personnel. I'll go find someone." Liu Yu took Han Feng from the Great Elder's hands and used his soul power to eliminate his life force. He also temporarily suppressed the Sea Heart Flame, which had begun to stir as Han Feng's soul dissipated. Then, with a slight movement of his blood wings, he disappeared from the spot.
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A black fog billowed through the mountains somewhere in the Black Horn Region.
When had such a monster appeared in the Black Horn Region? Han Feng, that useless wretch who only caused trouble, actually dared to provoke him. If only I had known, I would have taken his soul. What a pity for a sixth-grade alchemist!
Within the black fog, Guardian Xuan thought to himself. He had come to the Black Horn Region to discuss matters with Han Feng, but to his surprise, he couldn't find Han Feng in Fengcheng. Instead, he was drawn to the movements in Black Seal City.
When he arrived in the Black Seal City area, he was struck by a vast blood-red barrier. Curious, and confident that no one in the Black Horn Region could threaten him with his strength, he used a special secret method to infiltrate the barrier and witness everything that happened. He initially intended to harvest a wave of souls, but then, mindful of the man's strangeness, he decided to play it safe and slipped out while the barrier faded. He planned to report the man's information to the Elder, who would surely be interested.
The thought that if he reported this matter, he would likely receive a reward from the elder and be promoted, Guardian Xuan's depressed mood over his failure to harvest souls eased considerably.
"Hehehe..." From time to
time, a creepy, evil laugh could be heard from the black fog.
(End of this chapter)