When the Terracotta Clan's clansmen thought that they could wipe out the blood courtyard and not suffer the revenge of the Evil Emperor's descendant …
Terracotta Clan also came to the vicinity of their blood pool.
The reason why it was nearby was because even Luo Mei, who made him slap himself three times, did not dare to approach the blood pool.
But even if he did not approach, he could feel the changes in the blood pool. His face turned pale, his head dizzy, and his body trembled.
"Withered, withered, how, how is this possible …"
The blood pool, other than the pool made of blood stones, there was also the blood essence that was derived from the combination of the blood pool and the inheritance runes.
The blood pool that was tens of thousands of meters in circumference originally looked like a small lake that could be boated.
But now, the blood pool in Terracotta Clan's mind was so dry that the runes at the bottom of the pool could be seen.
He was frightened by the danger of his clan being exterminated.
But what made him even more frightened was …
"How is this possible, in such a short period of time, he is just an initial stage saint, how, how could he …"
After muttering in fear for a long time, he suddenly shivered and cried out the reason why he was so frightened.
"That, that is what I used to attack the ancestor …"
Luo Mei looked back coldly: "So, you can't bear to do it?"
Plop!
Terracotta Clan's face was as white as paper, he immediately knelt down and said in fear: "This, this lowly one did not mean that …"
"Then what do you mean?"
"Yes, yes, this lowly one does not dare to imagine that Lord, he, he can exhaust the blood pool, of, of course, this, this is this lowly one's honor …"
Chi …
Luo Mei laughed silently and turned back to look at the blood pool, she muttered: "It is not like the ancestor has not killed before …"
Based on the judgment of Rakshasa's first blood, Luo Mei's pretentious words sounded very real, so Terracotta Clan immediately knelt down on the ground.
But in his heart, he did not believe it, but at the same time, he believed it.
He did not believe that the existence that quickly dried up the blood pool could kill an ancestor that was comparable to the human Daozu …
What he believed was that this existence could rely on the power of the clan behind him to kill an ancestor.
And judging from Luo Mei's indifferent tone, it was very easy to kill the ancestor.
"Treating the ancestor as nothing …"
"What, what kind of terrifying super clan is this …"
"Could, could it be the Blood Imperial Universe …"
"Very, very likely …"
"After all, only the best titled Blood Disciples of the Blood Imperial Universe will, will not go to the Sea of Burial …"
…
While the Terracotta Warriors were guessing in fear, Xie Tian's treatment of Little Bell was coming to an end.
He would not change the fact that Little Bell was the offspring of a human and a Rakshasa.
Therefore, based on the enlightenment he gained when he first entered the thirty-six worlds, he condensed the essence blood in this pool of blood that could allow a peak-stage Great Sage to break through to the ancestor level. After refining it, he condensed it into two exquisite and exquisite bows, which he tied to the two withered yellow braids of the little bell.
When he saw the pigtails, he thought of Junior Sister Ling Dang. He thought of her two lively pigtails and the clear tinkling sounds that came from her swaying …
Then, he thought of his junior sister's revenge.
"Luo Shang, you should know that I'm here …"
Xie Tian murmured in his heart.
He understood that Luo Mei was aware of this, which was why she fled to the Blood Mist Universe.
Luo Shang was aware of this as well. That was why he ran into Luo Zheng, who was so horrifying.
"Good that you know …"
Smiling, his slightly absent-minded gaze fell on Little Bell's face again.
Little Bell, who should have grown up, was still in her teens. Even though it had something to do with Rakshasa's growth cycle, the most important reason was the pressure from the thirty-six worlds of blood.
Now, he had used the two bows to make Little Bell immune to the pressure. But it was not a long-term solution.
What was more …
"Little Bell's future is bright …"
While he was murmuring, Little Bell in his arms slowly opened her eyes.
Just like the first time she opened her eyes, this time, she saw the same face.
"Dad …"
The soft voice sounded a little confused, but it caused Xie Tian's heart to tremble slightly.
Because he could not bear to hurt a young heart, Xie Tian, who met Rakshasa and killed Rakshasa, had a daughter who was Rakshasa.
And this daughter, who had been on the brink of death for hundreds of years, had woken up from her slumber.
She did not ask him where he was in panic …
She did not look at her surroundings anxiously …
It was as if everything was unimportant as long as her father was here. Every dangerous situation had become a peaceful land of happiness.
This was the reason why Xie Tian's heart trembled.
"Dad is here." Gently stroking Little Bell's head, Xie Tian said gently, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Little Bell shook her head and pressed her head against Xie Tian's chest. Her face was filled with comfort.
"With dad here, Little Bell is so happy …"
The father and daughter were intimate for an hour, until Little Bell fell asleep. Only then did Xie Tian gently carry Little Bell and prepare to leave the blood pool.
Kacha …
Hearing this sound, Luo Yong, who was still trying to guess Xie Tian's identity, felt his heart shatter.
And every step that Xie Tian took, caused the blood pool of the Luo Yong family to crack.
Until he stepped away …
Rumble …
The blood pool that the Luo Yong family had spent an unknown amount of resources to build, suddenly collapsed.
"It's over, it's over …"
Seeing this scene, other than deep despair, Luo Yong felt an indescribable fear.
Because this scene meant that Xie Tian had truly swallowed all the blood in the blood pool.
Only then would the blood pool collapse, and not like what he had guessed, that Xie Tian would leave behind 10% of his blood to let the blood pool slowly recover.
"Not only is he unfathomable, but he is also cold and heartless …"
Luo Yong muttered in fear.
The unwritten rule of the 36 blood worlds, unless it was a life and death feud, even if the family was destroyed, the opponent would still leave behind the blood pool.
Because as long as the inheritance rune in the blood pool was changed to the family's, the blood pool would become the family's.
And what Xie Tian had done, was obviously ignoring the blood pool.
And at this time, Xie Tian, who was standing in front of Luo Yong, was also recalling the discovery he had made during the process of saving Little Bell.
"That blood …" After pondering for a long time, he muttered to himself. "Could it be …"
With a guess, Xie Tian lowered his head to look at the collapsing Luo Yong, and said lightly.
"Your heart aches?"
Of course Luo Yong felt heartache.
But what he could do now, was to use the fastest speed to crawl in front of Xie Tian, and then speak with extreme reverence: "This, this is my honor, my honor … but, but …"
"But what?"
Luo Yong crawled even lower, mustered up his courage and said: "But without the blood pool, even if, this little one wants to die for Lord, but, but my strength is not enough …"
"I'll make it up to you."
Make it up to me?
What does Lord's words mean?
Luo Yong, who was pondering, suddenly realized that Xie Tian was almost out of the family grounds, and hurriedly chased after him.
Just as he was about to muster up his courage to ask, Xie Tian spoke again.
"Where is the closest family to your family?"
Luo Yong was at a loss for a while, then pointed in a certain direction.
When he saw Xie Tian turning into a blood red light, flying towards the end of this direction, his confused mind, felt as if it was struck by lightning.
"Make, make it up to me …"
Like being struck by lightning, Luo Yong understood the meaning of this sentence, and was scared out of his wits.
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