This time around, Miao Fenghuang's way of addressing Ling Yun as his benefactor had never changed.
Ling Yun felt that something was amiss. On account of the pair of elixirs and the fact that he had helped the two of them reconcile, Miao Fenghuang should have addressed him as her benefactor once or twice. However, Miao Fenghuang had addressed him as her benefactor too often. Furthermore, her attitude towards him was too respectful. This level of respect had obviously surpassed the seniority between Ling Yun and Miracle Doctor Xue.
It had been more than two days since Ling Yun met Miao Fenghuang. In this period of time, Miracle Doctor Xue and Miao Fenghuang spent most of their time together. Other than reminiscing about old times, they must have talked about Ling Yun a lot.
Otherwise, Miao Fenghuang wouldn't know Ling Yun so well. She wouldn't know that he had the Devil's Blade, the Blood Transformation Blade!
Now, Miao Fenghuang was extremely respectful towards Ling Yun. She didn't care about Xue Zhengqi at all. She even called herself Fenghuang and invited the Blood Transformation Blade out.
Ling Yun had already vaguely guessed the reason. The key lay in his Blood Transformation Blade!
At this moment, Ling Yun thought of the most likely first owner of the Blood Transformation Blade!
"Grandma Miao, don't get too worked up. There's no problem showing my blade to you, but …"
Ling Yun hesitated as he looked at Miao Fenghuang, who was looking at him expectantly.
"What's wrong?"
Miao Fenghuang panicked.
"It's just that the murderous aura of my blade is too strong. This is your and Grandpa Xue's wedding room. I'm afraid it might offend you …"
Ling Yun stated the reason. He wasn't being pretentious, but it was the truth.
The Blood Transformation Blade had absorbed too much blood. The blade was glowing like a rising red flame. The murderous aura it exuded was so strong that ordinary people couldn't even get close.
Even a divine-realm expert would be assaulted by the malevolent aura if they were to observe the saber at such a close distance. Their Qi and blood would be suppressed, and in serious cases, it could even affect their state of mind and cultivation!
This couldn't be mentioned in the same breath as the Devil's Underworld Essence Blade. It was like the difference between clouds and mud.
"This …"
Miao Fenghuang couldn't help but hesitate after hearing Ling Yun's reason. Her beautiful eyes showed a hint of struggle, but very quickly, her desire to see the blade won out. She gritted her teeth and said resolutely, "It's fine!"
Ling Yun glanced at Xue Zhengqi, only to find that he was calm and unperturbed. He smiled and asked, "Do you really want to see it?"
"I must see it!"
"Alright!"
Ling Yun stood up and gestured for Miracle Doctor Xue and Miao Fenghuang to back off.
Shua!
A blood-red light flashed, and a crimson blade that was half a foot wide and nearly four feet long appeared in Ling Yun's hands!
With the Ling Yun Blood Dissipating Saber in hand, he became one with the saber!
The crimson saber light completely enveloped his body, as if he was wrapped in a ball of raging flames. Boundless murderous aura was released with his body as the center, instantly filling the entire house and rushing out of the house!
"Ah!"
Both Miracle Doctor Xue and Miao Fenghuang were attacked by the terrifying killing intent. Even though they had already been warned by Ling Yun and were prepared, they were still forced to retreat until they reached the wall. Only when they had nowhere else to retreat did they manage to stabilize themselves.
Frankly speaking, Ling Yun was deliberately suppressing the murderous aura on the blade. It was just that for some reason, it was exceptionally strenuous for him to control this blade!
"Blood Transformation Blade … This is indeed the Blood Transformation Blade!"
At this moment, Miracle Doctor Xue could no longer open his eyes. Even though Miao Fenghuang was tearing up from the murderous aura, she refused to close her eyes. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the crimson saber in Ling Yun's hands, muttering to herself excitedly!
This was the weapon used by the ancestors of Miaojiang, the Great Chief of the Jiuli Tribe, which once ruled over nine tribes and a total of eighty-one clans!
Dongyi Jiuli Demon God Chiyou's blade!
Thump!
The next moment, Miao Fenghuang faced Ling Yun, or rather, the Blood Dissipating Blade in his hand. She fell to her knees and prostrated herself on the ground, unable to get up!
"I, Miao Fenghuang, descendant of the Sanmiao Tribe, greets the Great Chief!"
"Uh …"
Ling Yun was stunned. How could she say that? Even if she was agitated, there was no need for her to kneel before him. How could she bear it?
In a flash, Ling Yun dodged Miao Fenghuang's kowtow and put the Blood Transformation Blade back into the Taixu Ring.
"Grandma Miao, please get up."
Fortunately, Ling Yun withdrew his sword in time. What he did not know was that the moment he took out the Blood Dissipating Sword, the blazing red light and boundless murderous aura that was released from the sword turned invisible immediately after it rushed out of the door. Then, it rushed towards the temples that were used for worship in the surrounding Miao Village.
In the temples that the Miao people used to offer sacrifices, without exception, they consecrated a tall deity statue, either standing or sitting, some were tall sitting human figures, and some were incomparably mighty bull-headed and human-bodied standing figures, like a demon god standing tall, vivid and lifelike.
That was the Chiyou statue!
The red light and murderous aura rushed into the temples like a river flowing into the sea, entering the bodies of the Chiyou statues. It was silent, but the temples seemed to shake.
Then, black air currents rushed out of the Chiyou statues. These currents were invisible to mortals, and even Ling Yun's divine sense couldn't detect them. However, they rushed up a thousand meters into the sky and gathered in the sky, forming an illusory figure with the head of a bull and the body of a human!
That illusory figure was simply too huge and mighty. It was like an ancient Devil God overlooking the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains of Miaojiang. In his hand, there was an equally huge long blade, the shape of which was exactly the same as the Blood Transformation Blade in Ling Yun's hand!
"Sigh, you little brat, you really know how to cause trouble for me!"
Just as Ling Yun was trying to pull Miao Fenghuang up, an old voice sounded in Ling Yun's sea of consciousness. Then, with a "swoosh", the Emperor Brush turned into a golden light and rushed out of Ling Yun's brow. In the next moment, it was already a thousand meters in the sky.
"Go back!"
The Emperor Brush didn't change in size. It was still the size of a needle. It shuttled back and forth among the huge illusory figure as if it was teleporting. Very quickly, it went back and forth a few hundred times, completely destroying the figure.
The illusory figure was enraged. After it was sliced apart, it shrank at lightning speed and condensed again. However, this time, it only condensed into a clear face that was slightly bigger than a human's face. It glared at the golden light from the Emperor Brush and roared fiercely!
However, the black air currents that rushed out of the dozens of statues were too little. Now, no matter how clear the face was, it was still illusory. Only the Emperor Brush could see it.
"My Emperor predicted that the great calamity has yet to arrive. Aren't you a little too impatient to want to come out now?"
The golden light stopped in the air and said calmly to the ferocious roaring face.
In ancient times, the three emperors of the Heaven, Earth, and Man Era could barely suppress this Devil God. The Emperor Brush knew that it wouldn't be able to stop all of this with its own strength. However, there was no doubt that it could suppress it now that it had the upper hand!
Hearing the Emperor Brush's words, the face immediately stopped roaring and calmed down. It stared fixedly at the golden light in front of it and didn't react for a long time.
Suddenly, it grinned at the Emperor Brush and exploded into wisps of black air currents that scattered in all directions. In an instant, it rushed back into the statues in the temples.
"Sigh, my Master said that it can't be avoided. Indeed, it can't be avoided …"
The Emperor Brush stopped in the air and looked down at the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Miaojiang. It looked at the countless villages that worshipped their ancestors in the temples. It couldn't help but sigh as it looked at the tall statues.
"Whoosh!"
The Emperor Brush suddenly returned to Ling Yun's forehead. This time, it actually transformed into a human form. A pair of eyes stared intently at the Dragon King Sword that was floating in Ling Yun's sea of consciousness. Its gaze was solemn and a little anxious.
"Senior, what's wrong?"
Ling Yun asked in surprise. He didn't know anything about what had just happened.
"It's none of your business. You should hurry up and cultivate!"
The Emperor Brush replied faintly.
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