"Senior, what's wrong?"
Su Zimo asked hurriedly.
The feeling that the old storyteller gave him was that he was either laughing or cursing, calm or decisive – he had never had such an expression before.
"The Blood Vine race is here!"
The old storyteller said and waved his hands in front of him.
Instantly, a mysterious and powerful power filled the void, blanketing the skies and enveloping the entire Enigma Palace!
That power did not have a powerful killing intent. Instead, it seemed mysterious and ethereal.
However, in the face of that power, Su Zimo felt as though he was as insignificant as a speck of dust that could be drowned at any moment!
"Go to the library and don't come out!"
The old storyteller waved his sleeves and pushed Su Zimo and Demoness Ji back into the library. With a bang, the doors of the hall closed!
In the hall, Su Zimo held his breath and was a little nervous.
Judging from the old storyteller's stance, the person who came from the Blood Vine race this time round was definitely not someone to be trifled with – he was at least an Ancestor realm expert!
Ancestor realm experts of some primordial races could even fight against emperors of the human race!
Swoosh!
Right at this moment, a large expanse of blood-colored clouds drifted over from the distant horizon, surging over at an extremely fast speed!
In the blink of an eye, it arrived before Enigma Palace!
Mahayana realm!
Even though they were hiding in the library, Su Zimo and Demoness Ji could still sense the terrifying blood aura outside – this was far beyond the Conjoint Body realm.
Monk Daming had once said that Teng Lingzi was dead in the battle of Six Star Mountain and none of the ten thousand Blood Vine race survived – there was a high chance that the Patriarch of the Blood Vine race would be alarmed.
This time round, he was right once again.
In order to kill a Conjoint Body Mighty Figure like him, the Blood Vine race had actually sent a Mahayana Patriarch!
Su Zimo listened intently and was a little nervous.
After all, he was the one who attracted the Blood Vine race.
If a huge battle with Enigma Palace broke out because of this and many cultivators died, Su Zimo would definitely feel extremely guilty.
At that instant, a small hand took the initiative to grab his hand. It was warm and soft, causing him to gradually calm down.
Su Zimo looked over and saw Demoness Ji's bright eyes.
This pair of eyes, which could turn all living things upside down and charm the world, revealed a trace of comfort and gentleness at this moment.
"It's okay. Senior Storyteller is here."
Demoness Ji secretly sent a voice transmission.
Su Zimo nodded and smiled.
In the sky in front of Enigma Palace, the blood-colored clouds suddenly split open, and a blood-colored vine as thick as an ancient tree extended out from within!
At the top of the Blood Vine, there was a human face with no eyes or nose. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its ferocious fangs that flickered with a cold light.
The Blood Vine seemed to be patrolling the Enigma Palace, searching for something over and over again.
However, the Blood Vine seemed to know something as well. It continued to hover outside the Exquisite Killing Formation and did not dare to take a step forward!
The commotion here had already alerted many Enigma Palace cultivators.
"Hmph!"
Suddenly, the old storyteller's figure appeared in midair.
"Patriarch Blood Fate, what are you doing here at Enigma Palace?!"
The old storyteller glared at the Blood Vine in midair coldly and said coldly, "Get lost!"
The old storyteller was extremely domineering and did not hold back at all!
Under the old storyteller's holler, the blood-colored clouds dissipated and the Blood Vine retracted. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a figure that stood in midair.
The Patriarch Blood Fate did not look old and was only middle-aged. However, his eyes were filled with bloodthirst and killing intent and his lips were scarlet!
"Hehe!"
The Patriarch Blood Fate laughed strangely. "So, it's the Mystic Sovereign guarding this place. What a coincidence. Let's not beat around the bush. Araki Takeshi should be in Enigma Palace, right? "
"Can't you see for yourself if he's in Enigma Palace?"
The old storyteller was expressionless as he sneered, "Since you guys have issued a kill order for him, how can you not find him given your capabilities?"
"Hehe."
The Patriarch Blood Fate glared at the old storyteller coldly and smiled. "Just Now, I even saw the aura of the kill order. It was right here. However, for some reason, it disappeared in the blink of an eye."
"Then go and look for it. Don't stay in Enigma Palace. Get lost!"
The old storyteller cursed again with a bone-chilling killing intent in his eyes!
It was as though he was prepared to attack the next moment!
Sensing something, the Patriarch Blood Fate took a few steps back and sneered, "Mystic Sovereign, let me give you a piece of advice. It's best if you don't get involved in this mess!"
"Araki Takeshi has already been hunted down by the Primordial Six Races!"
"Today, I can't sense Araki Takeshi's aura. However, if the emperor of my Blood Vine race comes, he'll definitely be able to find Araki Takeshi's whereabouts!"
"At that time, if Araki Takeshi's whereabouts are discovered in Enigma Palace, be prepared to suffer the wrath of the Primordial Six Races!"
"Noisy!"
Suddenly, the old storyteller reached out and slashed viciously in the direction of the Patriarch Blood Fate as he hollered, "Great Ripping Art!"
Swoosh!
The old storyteller merely waved his hand but an extremely terrifying power burst forth from his palm and tore the entire void into two!
"It's a great divine power!"
The Patriarch Blood Fate's expression changed starkly as he turned to flee.
Even so, he was still a step too slow!
He had not expected the old storyteller to be so domineering and wanted to suppress him without a second word!
This great divine ability instantly descended upon his body!
Instantly, the Patriarch Blood Fate's body was torn into countless pieces and blood mist spewed out!
Under the power of the great divine power, the shattered pieces of flesh continued to explode, turning into blood mists!
This was already considered as being dismembered into thousands of pieces!
Even Conjoint Body Mighty Figures could regrow severed limbs but they could not heal.
However, right then, a blood light soared into the skies from the blood mist and fled into the distance.
The blood mist in midair surged towards the blood light at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the Patriarch Blood Fate's body was healed completely!
When the cultivators of Enigma Palace saw that, they exclaimed.
"This must be the divine power that can only be comprehended at the Mahayana realm, Blood Rebirth."
"How terrifying! It's way too difficult to kill a Mahayana Patriarch! "
Conjoint Body Mighty Figures had boundless Dharmic powers and could regrow severed limbs.
At the Mahayana realm, they were extremely powerful. As long as their Essence Spirits were not destroyed, they could even regrow a single drop of blood, let alone a severed arm!
What the Blood-Fate Patriarch had used just now was the art of rebirth from a drop of blood!
"Dark Emperor, don't be smug. My Blood Vine race will return!"
The Patriarch Blood Fate had already fled far away. However, his voice sounded from afar and was filled with resentment!
The old storyteller had an indifferent expression as he looked at the fleeing blood light without chasing after it.
"Everyone, disperse!"
The old storyteller returned to Enigma Palace and said casually.
The cultivators of Enigma Palace dispersed one after another. However, all of them were still excited and discussed softly.
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