Free Web NovelChapter 1662: Chapter 1281: Past Secrets of the Martial World’s Bloody Tempests! (Monthly Ticket Bonus)
Heavenly Pool Blood Demon!
In the many blood-soaked storms of the Martial World of the past, this title symbolized the cruelest and most vicious bloodshed, representing the source of fear for all the vassal states’ Martial World people.
Even in the Records of the Grand Historian of the Holy Dynasty’s accounts of vassal states, the Heavenly Pool Blood Demon has made a name in history. However, after thousands of years of transmission, few in the Martial World know this once-terrorizing Demon.
Though Blood Transformation Divine Venerable is a person of the Holy Dynasty, he happens to have heard of this demonic predecessor who made a name over a thousand years ago.
Now, upon first hearing this predecessor’s title, sensing the bizarre presence of the other’s Primordial Spirit in his mind, Blood Transformation Divine Venerable was immediately startled, with more imagery flashing through his mind.
In those images, a rampant middle-aged man brimming with Demonic Qi was knocked to the ground, and even his Demon Blood was forced out of his body. Yet, the one who dealt the heavy blow did not continue with cruel hands but left behind a harsh statement.
"Heavenly Pool Blood Demon! Among experts, there are always more experts. If one becomes the world’s number one expert, death may come even faster. You consider yourself the world’s number one. Now, what do you have to say?
I, Wu Wudi, consider you deeply Devilish; today I merely force out your Demon Blood, hoping you will mend your ways henceforth and do more good to compensate for your wrongdoings! If I discover you committing evil in the Martial World again, you won’t be lightly forgiven!"
The scene suddenly shifts!
The middle-aged man, within the dark ice cavern, poured his dense dark-red Demon Blood permeating with Demonic Qi into the Ice Lake, then split a Primordial Spirit into the Blood Pool within, completely sealing the ice cavern. Every few years, a group of young people would be sent outside the ice cavern, eventually disappearing within.
The scene shifts again.
It’s unknown how many years later, a violent roar suddenly erupts from within the ice cavern, intense sound waves sweeping and shaking the ice cavern’s doors.
Large quantities of dark-red blood quickly flowed out from the gaps of the door, soon gathering outside the door walls, and momentarily "sloshing" into a blood-colored human figure, slowly standing up as the blurred flesh and skin membrane quickly formed, rapidly creating a face.
Boom! ——
Upon "seeing" the face of the blood-colored human figure, Blood Transformation Divine Venerable felt the deepest sealed memories in his mind completely unlocked, filled with intense disbelief, anger, and anxiety.
"No! No! How is this possible!! This is absolutely impossible!"
"Blood Transformation... this is the truth!"
That faint Primordial Spirit Wave floated again in Blood Transformation Divine Venerable’s mind, "I was neither willingly falling into demonic ways but slain the Phoenix and devoured a large amount of Phoenix Blood. Under the backlash of resentment from the Four Spirits Phoenix, I constantly fell into a cursed state wrapped in resentment, immersed in Demonic Qi, eventually becoming a Phoenix Demon, bloodthirsty, and incinerating the world...
During those years, only at the bottom of the Heavenly Pond Ice Lake, with the icy eye of millennium ice, could I suppress the resentment and Demon Nature of the Phoenix Blood, slowly refining the Phoenix Blood and maintaining a period of clarity. While not clear, I would burst out from the Ice Lake to massacre, thus the Martial World people also named me Heavenly Pool Blood Demon.
Until later... after thoroughly becoming Devilish, I encountered a genius forged from hundreds and thousands of years of Qi Fortune from the Wu Family, defeated by his hand and forcibly expelled the Demon Blood filled with Demonic resentment.
But that Wu Family genius inadvertently helped me.
Since then, I profoundly realized that in the deeply Devilish state, although the strength increased greatly, the mind became confused, easily exploited and defeated with wisdom, so I secluded myself on Snow God Mountain, using Profound Ice to cover my face and constantly suppress the Phoenix Blood’s Demon Nature...
Speaking of this, Blood Transformation Divine Venerable’s mind flashed rapidly through several images, clearly seeing how things developed afterward.
After that, the Heavenly Pool Blood Demon, unwilling to waste the powerful strength contained in the Demon Blood, sought to utilize it, hence not hesitating to sacrifice part of his Primordial Spirit, splitting a Divine Fragment into the Demon Blood, then by special means, long-term feeding the Demon Blood with Blood Food, ultimately gradually nurturing a special life through the ’Phoenix Nirvana’ ability, using the resentful Phoenix Blood.
This life — is him — Blood Transformation Divine Venerable!
All mysteries are clear at this point.
He, Blood Transformation Divine Venerable, is the Heavenly Pool Blood Demon, and the Heavenly Pool Blood Demon is also Blood Transformation Divine Venerable.
However, if distinguished by primary and secondary relationships, evidently he, Blood Transformation Divine Venerable, was the auxiliary product nurtured by the Heavenly Pool Blood Demon back then using resentful Phoenix Blood and a large amount of Blood Food, a Divine Fragment-born Avatar, whose memory was even sealed.
No wonder since he gained memory, he was born into the most vicious deadland of the Holy Dynasty, never knowing he had any relatives, as if nurtured by heaven and earth, all alone.
No wonder when he intended to expand to the vassal state, the many prohibitions of the Holy Dynasty could be avoided without risk and experience, as if everything naturally fell into place before he encountered the Black Wind Village Chief.
It turns out—his seemingly glorious life as the Blood Transformation Divine Venerable was actually under the dark manipulation and command of others, even he was kept in the dark until today.
A strong anger, like surging waves, crashed against his chest. The Blood Transformation Divine Venerable roared in fury, flames in his eyes, all his blood vessels seemed on the verge of explosion, feeling intense resentment.
"I, Blood Transformation, born from heaven and earth, by what right do you command me? Die!!"
In an instant, vast Primordial Spirit Power from his brow surged toward the weak Divine Fragment in his mind, thoroughly destroying it.
Yet as he furiously destroyed this Divine Fragment, a painful perception from the Primordial Spirit immediately reflected into the Spirit of the Blood Transformation Divine Venerable, rendering him pale and in agony.
This weak Divine Fragment was connected to his Primordial Spirit Power, was birthed from a ’seed’ drawn from his Primordial Spirit.
To destroy this seed was akin to self-torture.
When the Blood Transformation Divine Venerable figured this out, his Primordial Spirit Power involuntarily split again, giving rise to another ’seed’. That feeble Primordial Spirit Power, like an unending wildfire, reborn, emitting a hateful voice.
"It’s useless, this God and you are one body; you are me, I am you. You merely represent my darker side and the Phoenix’s resentment. Destroy me, you can’t live either. If I lose you, I might survive.
Now... I am in a great crisis, needing you to resolve it for me."
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Outside the Sword Tomb of the Sword Sect.
As the Blood Pill within Lian Chengbi’s body crawled like a mouse under the skin, suddenly it eerily merged from the connecting palms into Wu Ming’s body’s skin. Streams of blood from Lian Chengbi’s Blood Pill then immediately began to transmit into Wu Ming’s blood vessels, quickly spreading throughout his body.
Instantly, waves of intense, cracking pain, as if his meridians were about to shatter inch by inch, started transmitting to Wu Ming’s nerves, making even someone so steadfast writhe in agony, face muscles twitching, whole body starting to convulse and sweat.
Meanwhile, under the pressure of the blood transmitted by Lian Chengbi into his body, Wu Ming’s blood began to gather towards his palms, causing the palms to swell and fill with blood. Gradually, even on the back of his palms, two bulging Blood Pills arose, veins exposed, slowly merging into Lian Chengbi’s palms.
Upon witnessing this scene, Jiang Dali immediately knew the blood exchange between Wu Ming and Lian Chengbi had reached its most critical juncture.
Once the Blood Pills coagulated in Wu Ming’s body fully circulate through Lian Chengbi’s body and re-enter Wu Ming’s body, the Blood God Pill’s medicinal power will ultimately remain wholly within Lian Chengbi’s body until after Lian Chengbi’s Blood Pills return, naturally allowing the Empire’s bloodline power inside the Blood Pills to assimilate and devour the Blood God Pill’s medicinal power.
At this moment, seeing the two Blood Pills rising in Wu Ming’s palms fully merge into Lian Chengbi’s palms, Jiang Dali slightly sighed, planning to move his stiffened legs after standing for a while. Suddenly, the information he couldn’t recall earlier re-emerged in his mind.
This time, he firmly seized upon this sudden flash of inspiration, this was a guess he suddenly had before.
"Is it possible... that the Lord of Carefree didn’t use the Blood Pills cultivated to devour a direct descendant of Shakyamuni, but rather, the Blood Transformation Divine Venerable cultivated with Blood Pills is inherently related to Shakyamuni?"
This conjecture came abruptly and seemed strange, yet the bold and dangerous information within made Jiang Dali’s heart tighten.
Just as he felt this association was too absurd, Lian Chengbi and Wu Ming, at the final juncture of the blood exchange through the Blood Pills, suddenly...
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(During the New Year’s greetings today, no leave was taken, tomorrow may have to drive six hours to travel far, if there’s no update during the day, then will compensate the day after!)
