"It's the Ancestor's aura!" Biklu exclaimed in panic. "What should we do?"
"What else can we do? We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Quickly tell me the fastest way to leave! "Yang Qingxuan said in a hurry.
"There's no shortcut. There's only one entrance to the Nether Blood Prison, and that's where we came in," Biklu said.
Yang Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then asked, "If that's the case, how did the Blood Saint Ancestor come in?"
Biklu was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "A descender! It must be a descender! The Ancestor has descended on one of the Blood Slaves. "
Yang Qingxuan asked, "Can he descend on the ten Blood Slaves at will?"
Biklu said, "He can if he's in the Nether Blood Prison, but if he's too far away, he can only descend through the blood seal."
Yang Qingxuan said, "If that's the case, then it must be a descending body. How powerful can this descending body be?"
Biklu said with a pale face, "The Blood Slaves can only display that much power. But with the Ancestor's understanding of the Blood God Sutra, his combat strength can at least be raised by one level."
Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly. This kind of battle was just a common occurrence for him. "As long as it's not the Blood Saint Ancestor himself, there's nothing to be afraid of."
After saying that, he continued flying in the direction of the entrance without the slightest anxiety.
Biklu said in surprise, "Even if the Ancestor hasn't returned, the strength of the other nine Blood Slaves isn't something you can contend with. Let me tell you the truth. Among the ten, my combat strength is the weakest."
Yang Qingxuan smiled, "I guessed it."
He still didn't say anything and continued flying towards the entrance. What he was most worried about now wasn't the Blood Slaves. The nine Seven Star Thousand Realms Whirling blood slaves couldn't keep him here. What he was most worried about now was the drop of Supreme Blood he had absorbed. It seemed to be faintly moving in his dantian.
This drop of blood essence was the second plan the Blood Saint Ancestor came up with after absorbing all the blood of his clan and failing to break through to the Eternal Sovereign realm. He wanted to refine a drop of Supreme Blood Essence out of thin air.
He had spent a lot of time and effort on this drop of blood essence. If he lost it, he would go crazy.
That was why the Blood Saint Patriarch's descended body chased after Yang Qingxuan like a madman, and sent a message to the other blood thralls to surround the entrance.
"We've lost contact with Bikru!"
Blood Saint Patriarch's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Something must have happened at Bikru's place. Now is the time to collect offerings. Something must have gone wrong while collecting offerings. Damn it! "
The Blood Saint Patriarch's face contorted in pain as he frantically flew away.
…
"What happened to you?"
Bikru asked in a panic when he sensed that Yang Qingxuan's condition seemed to be off. He was suppressed in the Thousand Years of Wind Dancing in the Sky, and even the Blood Saint Patriarch's senses were cut off.
Yang Qingxuan's entire body was red, and he was sweating like blood. His body was boiling, but the surface of his skin was extremely cold, as if it was covered with a layer of frost.
"No, I can't take it anymore. That drop of blood essence is acting up!"
He suddenly flew to the top of a mountain and sat cross-legged on the ground. His hands formed seals, and he channeled the Blood God Sutra to begin refining that drop of blood essence.
Bikru said in horror, "You can't refine it here! If any blood thrall finds you, you'll be dead. And the power of that blood essence is probably at the half-step Supreme level. With your current cultivation, there's no way you can refine it. "
Yang Qingxuan said indifferently, "Shut up."
He formed a seal with both hands, which was exactly the same as the Blood Saint Patriarch's in the square, and then entered a meditative state to cultivate.
Countless blood runes gushed out from his dantian, and soon completely enveloped him. Then, they spread out, forming a powerful blood barrier on the mountain top.
The power of that drop of blood essence was too strong. Yang Qingxuan began to fall into a daze. He kept refining it with all his might, absorbing the power of the blood into his body, but his body was still so full that it felt like it was about to explode.
"Found it!"
A joyful voice suddenly came from the void. With a flash of blood light, the figure of a man appeared. His face was ugly, and his whole body was wrapped in a red robe. He stared at Yang Qingxuan with uncertainty.
"It's Deniz!" Bikru exclaimed. "Someone's coming. Wake up!"
Yang Qingxuan turned a deaf ear to him. He still sat cross-legged in the void with a pained expression on his face. Cold blood sweat kept gushing out from the surface of his skin, soaking his whole body.
"You're the one who broke into the Netherworld's Blood Prison and stole the Supreme Blood?"
Deniz shouted once. Seeing that Yang Qingxuan didn't answer, he was furious. But he still controlled his temper and shouted twice more. Seeing that there was still no answer, he was furious and shouted, "Die!"
His strong body bent and turned into the shadow of a snake as he shot down.
"Boom!"
The blood snake rushed on the barrier and immediately deformed it. Then, it broke through and rushed in, directly attacking Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan's body trembled violently. His body was abnormally uncomfortable. Feeling the danger, his eyes opened wide. He shouted, grabbed the halberd, and slashed forward without caring about anything.
Countless blazing and boiling energy flowed in his body. His blood body kept expanding. The halberd was also wrapped in a layer of blood essence, and there were specks of golden light inside.
"Bang!"
A gorgeous blood color appeared in the sky. Then, the halberd blade fiercely slashed on Deniz's body. A huge shock wave burst out. Deniz screamed and was directly sent flying out of the barrier, his body bursting with blood.
"Die!"
After Yang Qingxuan's halberd attack, he recovered a bit of his consciousness. Holding the halberd with a ferocious expression, he rushed over again and slashed down with the halberd!
"Octave Blood Palm!"
Deniz roared in shock and anger. His snake body twisted and turned back into his human form. However, his body was already dyed red. There was a wound on his chest that was constantly bleeding.
Then, he raised his hand and a large amount of blood poured into his palm.
His whole body became pale and short, but his palm expanded several times. He roared and slapped forward.
"Boom!"
A palm and a halberd violently collided in the air, emitting a huge impact. Under the impact, Deniz's wound flared up and he spat out large mouthfuls of blood. Yang Qingxuan didn't feel anything. Instead, he took a step forward and unexpectedly slashed with the halberd again.
"Impossible!"
Deniz screamed in horror and hurriedly defended himself.
"Boom!"
His defense lasted for a moment before it was split open by the halberd light. Then, the terrifying energy blasted down and cut him in half.
"Ah! — — "
Deniz screamed. The two halves of his body twisted in the air, turned into a mass of blood, and were about to merge again. However, Yang Qingxuan sneered. The first palm of the Blood God blasted out, directly smashing the two masses of blood. Only then did Deniz die.
After doing all this, Yang Qingxuan put away the halberd and continued to sit cross-legged. He formed hand seals and cultivated as if nothing had happened.
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