"Why?" Zhou Yang was confused.
"Where I found the Blood Praying Mat earlier, the sky was filled with red spots. So, I think the Blood Praying Mat is related to the red spots. Look, there are so many of them."
With that, Yue Siqin flew away.
Zhou Yang followed closely. As expected, there were more and more red spots.
"Dragon spirit, what are these spots?" Zhou Yang asked.
"I don't know unless you can find the Blood Praying Mat. If the two are related, I think I can tell," the dragon spirit said.
Zhou Yang nodded. After searching for a while, he really did find a Blood Praying Mat.
Praying mats were the most common thing in the martial artist's world. Most cultivators would buy praying mats to cultivate. Some of the stronger ones would even spend a lot of effort to make their own praying mats. Therefore, many praying mats left behind by strong cultivators were rare treasures. Not only could they speed up the cultivator's cultivation, but they could also contain the cultivator's enlightenment.
The Blood Praying Mat before him was obviously not left behind by a strong cultivator, but it was made of a special material. It looked like a ruby.
Thinking of this, he sat on it. Very quickly, a cool feeling spread throughout his body.
"There really is a connection. If I'm not wrong, this Blood Praying Mat is formed by the red spots. The red spots should be the blood of some strong cultivator …"
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The blood of a strong cultivator!
Zhou Yang frowned.
"That's right. Even if a strong cultivator dies, his enlightenment will remain in his blood and bones. The blood is sealed by the thundercloud space and cannot be diluted by the power of heaven and earth. Therefore, it will slowly gather and form a praying mat."
"Why can holding a praying mat speed up the Golden Qilin fusion?" Zhou Yang asked.
"There is only one explanation. The strong cultivator who died fused with many Golden Qilins. Or rather, the Golden Qilins and even the thundercloud space were created by him."
The dragon spirit's words were shocking. Zhou Yang couldn't help but think of the guardian spirit who spoke earlier.
"Could it be …"
After thinking for a long time, Zhou Yang still couldn't figure it out. He calmed down and took out the Golden Qilins to start fusing.
As expected, the moment he fused with the Golden Qilins, a gentle power surged out from the Blood Praying Mat. This power could alleviate the pain he felt during the fusion. It also sped up the fusion by many times.
Hum …
More and more red ripples appeared, almost enveloping Zhou Yang's entire body.
After a quarter of an hour, Zhou Yang's robe finally burst open, revealing his iron-threaded muscles.
"Body, strength of six tigers."
Zhou Yang could not help but smile when the fusion was successful. Moreover, the fusion process this time was extremely smooth. There was almost no pain at all.
"It's her …"
In front of him, Yue Siqin was looking around, seemingly protecting him.
"You didn't find it?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"Humph." Yue Siqin turned around and glared at Zhou Yang, "How dare you fuse with the Golden Qilin here behind my back? Are you afraid that I will rob you?"
Zhou Yang shook his head and was about to speak when he suddenly saw a burst of red light not far away. He quickly flew over.
"It's the blood spots, they're condensing." Yue Siqin exclaimed.
In front of him, a large number of blood spots gathered together. After about the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, they formed a blood praying mat.
"It really was formed by this thing."
Zhou Yang nodded, "This is for you."
"I … I don't want it. You found it, so it belongs to you," Yue Siqin said proudly.
"I only have one Golden Qilin, it's useless to me. You can use it."
Zhou Yang did not waste any words and immediately pushed Yue Siqin towards the blood praying mat, while he himself stood guard.
"Haha, little brat, you're lucky?"
"Lucky?" Zhou Yang turned and looked at Yue Siqin, shaking his head, "I'm not in the mood for now."
"Who's talking about that woman? I'm talking about the blood praying mat. I have a way to condense it."
"What?" Zhou Yang was shocked. "You mean to condense the blood spots into a blood praying mat?"
"That's right, but I need to borrow your unlimited Astral Souls."
"Of course you can, but without the Golden Qilin, what's the use of the blood praying mat?"
"Idiot, it's not a living thing. You can keep it in your storage ring."
"That's right!"
Zhou Yang was overjoyed. Just because there was no Golden Qilin now didn't mean there wouldn't be one in the future.
Immediately, he circled behind Yue Siqin and found a place with more blood spots and released his unlimited Astral Souls.
Stretching his hand out, a powerful suction force was emitted from his palm as the blood spots in the surroundings slowly moved towards Zhou Yang's palm.
"Zhou Yang, I'll lend you my draconic force to help you condense the blood spots. However, we've agreed that we'll each take half of it. You have to take the initiative to let half of it enter your body," the dragon spirit said excitedly.
"Indeed, you won't wake up without benefits."
Zhou Yang laughed and didn't object. He took the initiative to let half of it enter his body.
Half of it was being condensed, while the other half was being swallowed by the dragon spirit halfway through.
After the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, a blood praying mat was finally formed.
"You … how did you do it?"
Yue Siqin, who had successfully condensed the blood spots, exclaimed in shock.
"Guess!"
Zhou Yang didn't say anything else and found another place to condense a second blood praying mat, causing Yue Siqin to be dumbfounded.
"There's no more here, let's go somewhere else."
Zhou Yang's silhouette flickered as he sped away, bringing Yue Siqin to search for more blood spots and condense more blood praying mats.
Just like that, two days passed.
At first, he and Yue Siqin didn't meet many people, but as time passed, more and more people came. Under the blockade of the lightning net, their living space was getting smaller and smaller.
However, Zhou Yang was enjoying it. With his strength and Yue Siqin's, in this thundercloud space where only Martian level powers could be used, almost no one dared to cause trouble for them. In just two days, he had condensed 30 blood praying mats.
"Condense!"
With a low shout, the 31st blood praying mat was condensed. Yue Siqin looked at Zhou Yang, bored. At first, she was very curious, but now she was completely numb.
"Zhou Yang, I finally found you."
Just then, a figure hurried over from afar.
"Lone Wolf …"
Zhou Yang frowned. It was Lone Wolf from Luocheng.
"Zhou Yang, come with me," Lone Wolf said anxiously.
"What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhou Yang asked, confused.
"Invincible Jin has already occupied an array platform. He asked me to inform you to go quickly. I think many people have already reached the center. If we don't go now, I'm afraid Invincible Jin and the others won't be able to hold it."
"Okay."
Zhou Yang's expression froze. The array platform was the key to survival. Moreover, this was already the third day. There was no point in condensing more blood praying mats.
Immediately, the three of them hurried to the heavy sword.
In the center, in the empty space, four white circular floating platforms were spinning quietly. At the moment, each platform was already occupied. The eastern platform had the most people, and it was occupied by people from the four cities. The one with the least people was the westernmost platform, which was occupied by Invincible Jin and the others.
"Invincible Jin, let's see how long you can last."
Around the platform were people from the Xu and Ye Families. There were also many itinerant cultivators.
"Xu Cangshan, you already have one platform. Be careful not to bite off more than you can chew," Invincible Jin said coldly.
"Haha … funny."
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