When he heard that, Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat and his expression changed starkly!
The blood-colored human face!
The first thing Su Zimo thought of was the blood-colored human face that appeared in the Thousand Year Blood Sea in Thousand Demon Valley!
It was no wonder why he felt a sense of déjà vu when he saw the blood-colored pit at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley!
That was because the blood-colored pit was a blood lake to begin with!
However, the blood lake dried up after more than a hundred years.
Su Zimo still felt a lingering fear when he recalled what he experienced in the Thousand Year Blood Sea in Thousand Demon Valley.
The situation back then was extremely dangerous or rather, treacherous!
Seven high-level fiend demons, equivalent to the Dharma Daojun of the human race, were killed by the bubbles that floated out from the bottom of the lake with ease!
However, those bubbles were densely packed and coincidentally did not land on him.
Although he was not certain, he could vaguely guess that the bubbles were most likely created by the blood-colored human face hidden in the depths of the Blood Sea!
However, at that time, Su Zimo did not understand why the blood-colored human face wanted to save him.
Now, he thought of a possibility.
Die Yue did not kill the owner of the blood face after she attacked and let him go instead?
Therefore, the owner of the blood face might have sensed that he was related to Die Yue and that was why he saved him.
Su Zimo asked, "The owner of the blood face was released?"
"Of course not,"
Monk Yuan Bei shook his head. "That female patron only said a single sentence. To think that there would be an evil being like you who devours bloodlines to cultivate on this mainland, you deserve to be killed!"
"Then, the owner of the blood face was killed?" Su Zimo asked.
Monk Yuan Bei nodded.
In that case, the possibility that Su Zimo Just Now thought of was overturned.
If the owner of the blood face was dead, who was the blood-colored human face in Thousand Demon Valley?
Why did the blood-colored human face help him?
What was the relationship between the two blood-colored human faces?
"If it weren't for this benefactress, we wouldn't have realized that such a terrifying existence was hiding beside us!"
Monk Yuan Bei sighed softly.
It was only at that moment that Su Zimo understood why Monk Yuan Bei had not thought of settling scores with him when Die Yue snatched the utmost treasure of the Buddhist monasteries, the Saraca Flower, and placed it on him. Instead, he helped him in every way.
It was not because Monk Yuan Bei was afraid of Die Yue.
Instead, Die Yue's intervention this time round was equivalent to saving Monk Yuan Bei and the red-headed ghost!
The red-headed ghost said, "It's also because of what the red-robed woman said that we realized that the catastrophe 10,000 years ago was not a coincidence!"
"The owner of that bloody face should be the mastermind behind that calamity! We are all puppets, and he is the only one controlling everything behind the scenes! "
Su Zimo pondered and said, "The owner of this Blood Face is extremely likely to be the Grand Qian Empire's Grand Preceptor!"
"Yes."
Monk Yuan Bei said, "After the catastrophe erupted, the Imperial Advisor disappeared. No one knows of his whereabouts."
He was the one who instigated the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty to cause this catastrophe!
In that catastrophe, the Great Qian Empire was destroyed and the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty died.
The red-headed ghost lost his beloved son and narrowly escaped death, binding himself to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley to repent.
The two super sects, Daming Monastery and Fahua Monastery, were reduced to ashes as well.
In the entire catastrophe, the only beneficiary was the owner of the blood face who devoured bloodlines to cultivate at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley!
That strange blood-colored face flashed through Su Zimo's mind once more!
It was as though the blood-colored face was smiling at him!
"That's just an illusion!"
Su Zimo shook his head vigorously!
"What's wrong?"
Monk Yuan Bei sensed that something was amiss with Su Zimo's expression and asked with concern with a pale face.
Su Zimo said slowly, "I've seen that blood-colored face once."
"Hmm?"
The red-headed ghost and Monk Yuan Bei's expressions changed.
Taking a deep breath of air, Su Zimo explained roughly about the Thousand Year Blood Sea in Thousand Demon Valley.
Monk Yuan Bei and the red-headed ghost looked at each other with bewildered expressions.
The red-headed ghost narrowed his eyes and said sternly, "I've heard that about 30,000 years ago, a huge battle broke out in Thousand Demon Valley!"
"That battle was extremely tragic. It was said that the demons of Thousand Demon Valley were not the only ones involved – even the demons of the other eight regions were implicated! In fact, emperors of the demon race died within! "
"It's said that that battle was known as the Thousand Demon Calamity!"
Monk Yuan Bei nodded. "I've heard about it as well."
Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly with a shocked expression.
In that case, the piles of bones he saw when the Heaven Slaying Sword Art was born should have been left behind from the Thousand Demon Calamity 30,000 years ago!
10,000 years ago, after the catastrophe of Great Qian, a blood-colored human face appeared among the piles of bones.
30,000 years ago, after the Thousand Demon Calamity, another blood-colored human face appeared near the endless bones!
Was this a coincidence?
In the backyard of the hall, the three of them fell silent. There was only a gentle breeze that carried a hint of coldness.
"If I'm not wrong, the owner of the blood face should be cultivating the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra,"
Monk Yuan Bei said, "Only a fiend technique of this level would devour bloodlines to cultivate."
Su Zimo nodded.
He had cultivated the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra before and knew how terrifying this fiend technique was!
Given his Dao heart and will, he would feel a bloodthirsty desire every time he released it!
The feeling of absorbing power was way too comfortable and could cause one to sink into it step by step unknowingly!
Therefore, after realizing that, Su Zimo never released the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra again.
Even in the Dao Inheritance Ground, he did not release it even when his life was on the line several times.
Su Zimo had a feeling that the moment he developed a reliance on the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra, he might be doomed eternally!
He had to kill that feeling of dependence!
Monk Yuan Bei shook his head gently and sighed. "To think that the fiend technique created by the Blood Demon Dao Lord would still be passed down even after tens of thousands of years after his death and have such a huge impact on future generations."
Su Zimo could not help but recall the stone coffin that he saw floating in a pool of blood when he, Demoness Ji and the fiend heirs headed underground.
He recalled the skeleton that crawled out of the stone coffin!
"The Blood Demon Dao Lord might not be dead yet,"
Su Zimo said in a deep voice with a grim expression, "Or rather, he has already returned from the dead!"
Su Zimo recounted everything that he had seen in the depths of the underground as well as his speculations.
"I've heard you mention this before. However, the battle between Monk Daming and the Blood Demon Dao Lord was more than 40,000 years ago. How can the Blood Demon Dao Lord live for so long? With the help of the Mingwang Prayer Beads? "Monk Yuan Bei frowned slightly.
"There are still many things about your speculations that cannot be explained,"
The red-headed ghost added, "For example, why were there so many chains wrapped around that stone coffin? Since he could leave behind so many arrangements, why didn't he kill him? "
Su Zimo shook his head.
He could not explain those doubts either.
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