At this moment, the rectangular tactical mirror displayed the current situation of the Myriad Phenomenon Sect.
The originally beautiful mountain range of the Myriad Phenomenon Sect was now barren. Everything had turned into scarlet, scorched earth, and a bloody aura permeated the air.
The dense forest of the Myriad Phenomenon Sect had turned into withered trees, and the ground was dry and cracked. It was simply a land of death.
A land of death!
Seeing the current situation of the Myriad Phenomenon Sect, Lin Qian could not be more familiar. It was exactly the same as the land of death in the Small World of the Middle Ages.
The only difference was that the mountain gate of the Myriad Phenomenon Sect was now shrouded in a thin layer of bloody aura.
At the same time, a huge opening appeared in the middle of the Myriad Phenomenon Sect. A blurry ball of light floated in the middle, continuously absorbing the surrounding bloody aura.
Next to this ball of light, there was also a small figure floating in the air. It was also the existence that Ye Xin had previously pointed out.
After receiving Lin Qian's order, the Scribes in the command room hurriedly increased the intensity of the observation and enlarged the image on the tactical mirror.
At the same time, Lin Qian and the others also clearly saw what kind of existence was beside the illusory light.
"What?" Lin Qian and Ye Xin exclaimed when they saw the appearance of that person.
"It's your first time seeing a foreign race. It's normal for you to be surprised." Seeing Lin Qian and Ye Xin's exclamation, Wei Wushuang smiled and spoke. He looked at the figure on the tactical mirror. "This is the Black Blood Clan. They indeed look like this."
"Black Blood Clan, so it's the Black Blood Clan!" Lin Qian murmured. Now he understood why the Myriad Phenomenon Sect looked like a land of death after being refined by the formation.
It turned out that the foreign race with two horns and purple skin in Nanshin was the Black Blood Clan.
The Black Blood Clan hovering in the air beside the light looked unusually similar to the appearance of Nanshin in the Middle Ages Relic.
His skin was also purple, and there were strange marks on his body.
However, there were still differences between the two of them. For example, the Black Blood Clan member on the tactical mirror did not have two horns on his head.
Suddenly, Lin Qian turned his head to look at Wei Wushuang and asked curiously, "Master, do the people of the Black Blood Clan all look like this? Is there any special existence that looks different from the people of the Black Blood Clan?"
"Doesn't the Black Blood Clan look like this?" Hearing Lin Qian's question, Wei Wushuang laughed and shook his head.
"Is that so …" After getting Wei Wushuang's answer, Lin Qian looked a little confused. "Could it be that I got it wrong? They are actually two different races, but they look similar."
"But if you really want to say something different, it seems like there really is." Immediately after, Wei Wushuang suddenly opened his mouth and added, "Rumor has it that the current Black Blood Clan are all ordinary clansmen. The Black Blood Clan with a real good bloodline has a single horn on their head."
Wei Wushuang's expression was thoughtful as he recalled and said, "If I remember correctly, it seems that the royal family of the Black Blood Clan had two horns on their head. At that time, the Black Blood Clan could be said to be extremely prestigious. "
"Unfortunately, not to mention this kind of rumored royal family, even the Black Blood Clan with a single horn with a good bloodline is already extinct. Otherwise, everyone in the Black Blood Clan wouldn't be calling them 'Corpse Thieves'. "
After listening to Wei Wushuang's words, Lin Qian and Ye Xin looked at each other. Obviously, the Nanshin they met in the Middle Ages Relic was this royal family of the Black Blood Clan.
Moreover, he did not control the Blood Cultivation Corpses, but the walking corpses.
In comparison, Lin Qian thought that the walking corpses were even more powerful than the Blood Cultivation Corpses.
This was because when he was in the Middle Ages Relic, although his soul power could suppress the walking corpses, it was not as effective as the Blood Cultivation Corpses.
Lin Qian remembered that the aura of the walking corpses was the coexistence of Life Qi and Death Qi, and the improvement of their physical strength was also much higher than that of the Blood Cultivation Corpses.
One must know that most of the walking corpses were refined from the Dang Yuan Sect's odd-job disciples.
Although the odd-job disciples of the Dang Yuan Sect were comparable to the Wanxiang Sect's outer sect disciples, they were at the Form Yuan Realm. However, after being refined into walking corpses, their strength was actually comparable to the Nirvana Realm.
"The royal family of the Black Blood Clan is indeed much more powerful than the ordinary Black Blood Clan clansmen." Recalling this, Lin Qian silently compared in his heart.
After thinking about this, Lin Qian once again looked at the tactical mirror, wanting to see what this member of the Black Blood Clan wanted to do now.
Above the crack that the Wanxiang Sect's mountain gate had turned into, the floating brilliance was also very familiar to Lin Qian. That brilliance was almost the same as the brilliance at the entrance to the Middle Ages.
Now, this ball of brilliance was expanding and shrinking, continuously absorbing the surrounding blood-colored aura, as if it was inhaling and exhaling.
As the blood-colored aura continuously surged into it, the originally violently trembling brilliance also became more and more stable.
At the same time, as the ball of brilliance gradually stabilized, the speed at which it absorbed the blood-colored aura that permeated the Wanxiang Sect gradually slowed down, and finally stopped.
The brilliance that had stopped was beating up and down like a heart, and the blood-colored aura that was gathering over.
At this moment, the remaining blood-colored aura of the Wanxiang Sect suddenly flowed over and rushed towards the body of the member of the Black Blood Clan, fusing into the patterns on his skin, and finally entering his body to be consumed and refined.
"It seems that this member of the Black Blood Clan already knew about the small world under the Wanxiang Sect. The formation that was modified was originally to open this small world. "
"Obviously, to open this small world, one must refine the flesh and blood essence of living creatures to stabilize the entrance, and then enter through the entrance of the world."
"Apart from that, this fellow from the Black Blood Clan has other plans. From the scene shown by the tactical mirror, the amount of blood essence needed to open the small world is not much at all. More importantly, he wants to absorb it for himself. "
"If it wasn't for Lin Qian's warship, I'm afraid the entire Wanxiang Sect would have been refined into flesh and blood essence. How huge would that be? With the help of this flesh and blood essence, I'm afraid his strength would improve greatly. "
Wei Wushuang looked at the situation on the tactical mirror and deduced, "Fortunately, his plan did not succeed. Otherwise, his strength would have improved greatly."
Lin Qian nodded silently, then turned to the Scribes and asked, "Can you detect this person's cultivation realm?"
The Scribes cupped his hands and reported, "Your Majesty, this person's cultivation realm is the Life and Death Realm, the same as the Imperial Preceptor. However, he is heavily injured, and with the flesh and blood essence he absorbed earlier, he has only recovered to the Soul Realm! "
"However, according to my speculation, this person has a way to unleash the strength of his state of mind, but there will be some limitations."
After listening to the report, Lin Qian frowned as he looked at the member of the Black Blood Clan on the tactical mirror.
The other party's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations.
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