Qin Wentian had long known that the bloodline in his body was exceedingly tyrannical, but he also understood that as his strength grew, the power hidden within his bloodline would slowly be awakened. This power had been with him since birth, but it didn't mean that he could unleash it as he wished.
This was like cultivating an ultimate art of an ancient emperor. For example, God's Hand. How strong would the true God's Hand be? Qin Wentian basically didn't dare to imagine. He clearly cultivated it, but the power he could tap out from it was only an extremely small portion. He didn't have enough strength to fully tap out the full power of God's Hand. It was the same as how he didn't have enough strength to tap out the power of his bloodline.
His bloodline was the same as God's Hand. It was there, growing stronger and stronger as he grew. Right now, he could only tap out an extremely small portion of its power.
The blood sea grew more and more terrifying. It was as though the blood river in the sacred ground had some unwillingness to give up. It surged towards the blood-colored light in Qin Wentian's body, as though the strongest power of the blood sea had been stimulated. That blood-colored halo was still as resplendent as ever, and there was a faint Shadow of a Demon God within it, devouring the power of the blood sea bit by bit, merging it with his bloodline, becoming a part of it.
Gradually, that blood-colored light transformed into the silhouette of Qin Wentian. However, it was also like the silhouette of a Demon God, with the appearance of Qin Wentian. It was like he could use the protection of his bloodline. This Demon God stood proudly in the air, causing the entire space to be dyed the color of blood. Below him, howling blood-colored vortexes could be seen, wanting to engulf this entire world. This was originally a world of blood. Qin Wentian didn't know what the others had experienced, but he knew that his experience was definitely different from theirs.
However, he could faintly sense that this blood sea was formed from droplets of incomparably powerful greater demon blood.
Every drop of blood, every piece of bone, and even every inch of skin of a truly terrifying powerhouse contained a frightening amount of power.
Immortal kings were the embodiment of laws. One could very well imagine that their blood and bones themselves were the embodiment of laws. In that case, what about even stronger existences?
Perhaps, the blood river in this sacred ground was a gift prepared for those greater demons. The tens of thousands of greater demon statues could temper their combat prowess, and the blood river could reforge their bloodlines. Naturally, the prerequisite was that you had to be strong enough. If not, you would end up like some other experts, directly being devoured by the blood river until not even your bones remained.
The weak died, and the strong became stronger.
Qin Wentian had completely forgotten the passage of time. More and more people stepped into the blood river. By the side of the river, many experts were staring at the silhouettes in the blood river. There were already quite a number of experts who had been devoured by the blood river. This caused some humans and demons who knew that their talents were weak to not dare to step into the blood river. They stared at the silhouettes that were enveloped by the blood river, their bodies glowing with blood-colored light, as well as the greater demons that had transformed into their true forms.
Could it be that this blood river was able to strengthen the bloodline of demons?
The bloodline of a greater demon would naturally be able to grow stronger. Just like immortal foundations, even if one maintained a fourth-tier king-grade immortal foundation, as their cultivation base grew stronger, the power of their immortal foundation would also grow stronger. It was the same for bloodlines as well. Naturally, immortal foundations could still be upgraded. Bloodlines could be upgraded as well, but because bloodlines were innate, it was much harder to upgrade one's bloodline compared to upgrading one's immortal foundation.
"Those powerful greater demons, when they come out from the blood river, they would surely become even more terrifying." Many people silently mused. This Tiandao Sacred Academy that caused a huge commotion in the immortal realms truly didn't disappoint them. However, only humans and demons with the highest talent and will would be able to seize this opportunity.
Tiandao Sacred Academy opened on the eighteenth year, Tiandao Sacred Academy on the twenty-first year. Qin Wentian was still in the blood river, the blood-colored world seemed to have fused into one. Qin Wentian had always been trying to control that strand of truly powerful bloodline energy. However, even after trying for a very long time, he still had no way to do so. That drop of blood might very well be the embodiment of law energy. Only when he truly transformed into law energy would he be able to control it. Right now, although this strand of blood was able to increase his strength once again, Qin Wentian was thinking that if he could take the initiative to control it, he might be able to obtain even greater good fortune.
He tried for a very long time, yet he still failed time and time again. Because of the blood river, he could clearly sense the location of that strand of powerful bloodline energy. It felt as though it was within his reach, but when he stretched out his hand, he couldn't touch it. Such a feeling caused him to feel extremely uncomfortable, but he still didn't give up on trying. With the aid of the blood river, if he couldn't borrow that strand of energy, it was very likely that he would need a very long time before he would be able to obtain that strand of energy. When he was strong enough, even if the corresponding bloodline energy became stronger, there would still be a limit to it.
For example, although the Fiend Transformation Art as well as the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay were still able to increase his strength, the aid they provided was no longer comparable to the past. When one was at a lower cultivation realm, they would be able to obtain a power that they couldn't control. Although that power was dangerous, it was still able to grant them a terrifying boost in strength.
Such a strong conviction caused Qin Wentian to continue working hard. Even if his head was about to split open, and his will was on the verge of collapsing, he still continued trying, wanting to unravel the illusory shackles of his bloodline, unlocking the secrets within. Even if the purpose of the shackles was to protect him.
Twenty-second year in Tiandao Sacred Academy, the blood in Qin Wentian's body seemed to have fused together, circulating frenziedly and roaring. The power of the blood river could no longer affect Qin Wentian but he still didn't give up. That terrifying bloodline shackle seemed to have locked onto Qin Wentian's will. He frenziedly struggled free and today, accompanied by a shattering sound, the power of his bloodline transformed into an uncontrollable blood-colored world, engulfing everything, even rushing into Qin Wentian's sea of consciousness.
At this instant, Qin Wentian's body seemed to be expanding. The blood river around him churned violently as a demonic god appeared, enveloping Qin Wentian. He let out a howl of agony, the pain he felt was even more intense compared to the baptism of the blood river in the past. The power of his bloodline wanted to destroy everything.
This power gushed into his immortal-foundation, causing his perfect saint-grade immortal-foundation to tremble. The blood-colored light corroded it as a fearsome immortal might gushed forth. Boundless immortal energy gushed forth, as though his immortal-foundation was on the verge of shattering.
"It's over, I didn't expect he would die here."
"He's dead for sure. After persisting for so many years, I initially thought he would be able to survive. Who would have thought that he wouldn't be able to endure it in the end."
A low-sounding roar rang out. Several experts from the White Tiger people gleamed with coldness. Qin Wentian struggled and howled in the blood river, as though he would die at any moment. Namhwang Yunxi, who was in the blood river, was jolted awake by Qin Wentian's voice. She had been undergoing the baptism of the blood river not too far away from Qin Wentian. When she saw Qin Wentian's appearance, she moved towards Qin Wentian's body. However, that terrifying energy made it so that she had no way to get close to him.
Purgatory originally returned to the shore. It was as though she sensed something. She rushed over from the direction of a statue and directly leaped into the blood river. She transformed into a vermilion bird and sped towards Qin Wentian.
The sharp claws of the vermilion bird swiped at Qin Wentian's body. However, that terrifying demonic phantom directly flung her through the air, almost causing her to vomit. Her eyes were filled with anxiety as she tried to rush out once more. However, she was flung back time and time again. Namhwang Yunxi was similarly anxious. She had no way to get close to Qin Wentian.
Only when Qin Wentian's roars gradually died down did he actually faint. However, his body wasn't melted by the blood river. Namhwang Yunxi arrived before Qin Wentian. She carried him and directly rushed out of the blood river. During these few years, she had already familiarized herself with the power of the blood river. Hence, there was a limit to how much she would be affected by it. Purgatory followed beside her. The two of them supported Qin Wentian's body to the side. At this moment, they discovered that Qin Wentian's strength seemed to have been completely exhausted as he fainted.
"How can this be?" A puzzled expression appeared on Namhwang Yunxi's face.
"How tenacious." A figure walked over, exuding a fearsome baleful aura. This was none other than Bai Mou. He stared at Qin Wentian as killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"The rules of this place do not permit fighting." Purgatory turned, her eyes were like ice as she stared at Bai Mou.
Bai Mou's eyes flashed. The Tiandao Sacred Academy was mysterious and incomparably tyrannical. The longer he stayed here, the more respect he had for them. He glanced at Purgatory and Namhwang Yunxi as he coldly laughed, "The two of you will definitely become the female slaves of our White Tiger people."
"Scram." An expert from the Battle Saint Tribe walked over, speaking to Bai Mou. Bai Mou's baleful aura gushed forth as his killing intent surged. However, he still turned and departed, continuing his cultivation.
Several days later, Qin Wentian finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the beautiful countenances of Namhwang Yunxi and Purgatory as a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
Seeing how Qin Wentian could still smile, Namhwang Yunxi coldly spoke, "What did you do exactly? You can still smile?"
"The moment I opened my eyes, I was able to admire these two beauties. How can I not smile?" Qin Wentian joked. "After surviving a great calamity, there's bound to be good fortune waiting for me. I've thought about the possibility of a backlash, but I didn't expect it to be so intense. Seems like good fortune and danger coexist. Luckily, I managed to persevere. My immortal foundation and fleshly body are both not bad. If not, I might really have died in the blood river this time around. But the benefits I obtained are similarly not little. Although I might still suffer a backlash, at least I know that I won't die."
Namhwang Yunxi glared fiercely at this fellow. At this moment, he actually spoke in such a relaxed manner. It was as though he might do such a thing again in the future. He simply didn't want his life anymore.
"Although I don't know what you did, you took such a risk. If you really died, have you thought about the people around you?" Namhwang Yunxi spoke.
"If I die, would Holy Maiden Yunxi be sad?" Qin Wentian joked when he heard Namhwang Yunxi's words.
"I don't care about your death. I'm just afraid that Princess Qing'er would be sad." Namhwang Yunxi coldly spoke, her words causing Qin Wentian to roll his eyes. He crawled up, wanting to walk away.
"You don't want to recover? Do you not want your life anymore?"
"Don't worry, my recovery abilities have always been strong. Also, when I stared at the statue, I only needed to battle with my will. Back then when I fought against these saint beasts, I was defeated time and time again. This time around, I should be able to win." Qin Wentian laughed as he walked to the side of the Golden-Winged Roc. After which, he stared at the statue and entered the battlefield of will.
The terrifying Golden-Winged Roc was akin to the sovereign of the heavens, peering down at everything. A human and a demon instantly clashed. Right now, the bloodline in Qin Wentian's body was even more powerful than before, exuding a tyrannical aura. It was as though his demonic attribute was even more terrifying than before. Other than this, his innate techniques and innate techniques of the eight greater demons were even more proficient. Their might was boundless as he fought against the Golden-Winged Roc, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. The him now could even comprehend the combat style of the Golden-Winged Roc and apply it to himself.
Sadly, he was still defeated in the end. Although he was depressed, Qin Wentian wasn't too disappointed. He was very clear on what he obtained from the Blood River. Also, this battle allowed him to understand even more clearly.
Not only that, he was very clear in his heart that once he unleashed that innate technique, against demonic beasts at the same level as him, even if it was a Golden-Winged Roc, he would still be able to kill it effortlessly.
In the 23rd year of the Tiandao Sacred Academy, Qin Wentian defeated the Golden-Winged Roc. The innate techniques and innate techniques of the Golden-Winged Roc he cultivated were akin to the attacks of a true Golden-Winged Roc, containing boundless might.
This year, he began his path of sweeping through all the saint beasts, and also cultivated some of the abilities of these saint beasts!
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