"The shortcut you mentioned is at the bottom of the Blood Sea?" Fan Wu Jie poked his head out and took a glance at the blood ocean that was rolling with waves of blood, squinted his eyes and asked, "So, how are we going to get down there? Don't tell me we're going to jump down … "
"I don't know either!" Yuan Yu stroked his short goatee and mumbled, "That's what he told me!"
"Him?" Fan Wu Jie was furious when he heard that Yuan Yu had also heard it from someone else! "So you heard it from someone else too! You dare to lead me to a dead end after hearing some unreliable information … That is to say, other than the Blood Sea, there might be a shortcut that leads deeper into the Ultimate, what else do you know? "
"Shut up, I've almost figured it out!" Yuan Yu muttered to himself as he calculated with his fingers, observing the terrain of the Divine Mountain and reviewing the terrain he had seen along the way.
"Old Taoist, you don't look like such an unreliable person!" Fan Wu Jie continued to ramble on, "Just who was it that spoke to you so casually, and you actually believed it so completely?"
"Are you so sure that his words are reliable? Even if he is, no one has ever left the Blood Sea Calamity's eyes, so how can his information be reliable?" Fan Wu Jie was a little dejected. "You! Sigh! "
"You don't know who he is!" Yuan Yu said in a distant tone.
Fan Wu Jie looked up and said, "Tell me who he is. That Great Immortal could point out a way that countless old monsters trapped here couldn't find even after countless years of tribulations? "
"Ancestor River Styx!" Yuan Yu said faintly.
Fan Wu Jie was speechless. "…"
His voice was dry as he looked at Yuan Yu with a strange look in his eyes. "You're saying that the Slaughtering Demon Ancestor personally came to you in your dreams and told you that there is a way out of the Blood Sea Calamity's eyes?"
Yuan Yu looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot and said, "I have to walk eight lifetimes to be able to dream of the Slaughtering Demon Ancestor! Do I look like someone whose eighteen generations of ancestors were buried in the Forbidden Land of Desolation? "
"The Blood Sea Calamity of the Shura Clan is indeed terrifying. No one has ever escaped from it. It was originally the forbidden land where the Slaughtering Demon Ancestor killed the Great Asura King Poya. Later, it became a land of destruction in the Ultimate. Finally, it was used as a prison by the Shemorii King to imprison the Demons of Destruction and the Shura Clan's traitors. "
"But this is the only place where we can get rid of the forces behind you who are coveting the Land of Daira."
"Otherwise, how are we going to fight against behemoths like the Mystic Sect, Buddhist Sect, and Demon Sect?"
Yuan Yu sneered and said, "If you want to escape from their control, you have to play the most unexpected move. Is there anything more unexpected than falling into a hopeless situation? Only in such a dangerous place can they be caught off guard and unprepared, giving us a chance to fish in troubled waters. Even if something goes wrong … aren't they still responsible for it? In order to find the Land of Daira, won't they have to get us out of here? "
"Furthermore, others can't escape from this Blood Sea Prison, but it might not be able to imprison me!" Yuan Yu said smugly.
Fan Wu Jie lowered his head and pondered, "The Blood Sea Impasse trapped Daira to death, how are we going to escape? Unless … "
"Unless I have the blueprint of this prison!" Yuan Yu slapped his thigh and said in high spirits,
"In the Demonic Dao, there was once a powerful sect, the Blood Sea Demon Sect. It is said that it is the direct descendant of the Blood Sea Orthodoxy, and later merged with the Great Asura Demon Cult. "
"It is said that their fundamental orthodoxy is the Massacre Demon Ancestor's Blood Sea Scripture."
"When I was young, I accidentally obtained a fragment of the Blood Sea Scripture. There was only one complete divine power in it — it was an imitation of the Primordial Corroding Blood Sea in the Ultimate. It also included the internal model of the Blood Sea Calamity Eye. That divine power could summon a projection of the Blood Sea Calamity Eye's huge whirlpool and use the destructive Calamity Power to torture the enemy to death."
"Do you know what the only flaw of this ability is?" Daoist Yuan Yu asked with a smug smile.
"At the bottom of the eye of the sea …" Fan Wu Jie knew what he was going to say. "This is the divine art that the Massacring Demon Patriarch personally passed down. It naturally contains the secrets and structure of the Blood Sea Calamity Eye that the Massacring Demon Patriarch knows. Of course, there is no one in this world who knows this place better than the Massacre Demon Ancestor, who created this Blood Sea, and this Blood Sea is his clone. Of course, his words are very reliable! "
"So as long as we can find a way to break this technique, we can escape this place!" Fan Wu Jie said excitedly, "No wonder you dared to come down here … So you have the blueprint left by the designer of this place. Then, what about the technique? Take it out and let us study it. With our wisdom combined, can't we find a way out? "
"I gave you the blueprint a long time ago!" Yuan Yu said with a smile, as if everything was under his control.
Fan Wu Jie was slightly surprised, and he touched his belly. Yuan Yu shook his head and said, "It is not the immortal divine medicine … Don't you think the demon god tattoo on your body is a little too lifelike? Don't you find it strange that the great Dao of destruction has worn away all the bits and pieces on your body? Why is there still one tattoo that has not changed at all? "
Fan Wu Jie took off his outer robe, and the tattoo of an eight-armed, angry demon god was revealed.
Now that he looked closely, he could indeed see that the demon god was extraordinary and strange … Its blood-red eyes were flowing with extremely evil demonic nature, and its eight arms were waving as if they were going to destroy everything. The demon god's rage, the ferociousness of its red face, and the aura of great destruction and calamity … there was indeed a strange demonic nature to it.
All the other tattoos on his body were blurred, and even the divine characters and dragon chapters on them could not be seen clearly.
However, this demon god was the only one who did not fade or become blurry under the destruction of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye. Instead, it became clearer and more powerful.
"But this is my own tattoo!" Fan Wu Jie said in shock.
Yuan Yu said proudly, "If you want to hide something, what could be better than hiding it in someone else's mind? I was afraid that someone could use a strange divine ability to search my memory and see through my big plan, so I cut away the true meaning of the technique in my memory and hid it in your mind. That way, the true meaning would secretly influence your mind and draw it out through your hand! "
"How could the divine ability created by the Demon Ancestor be destroyed so easily? Things created at their level, whether they are tangible or intangible, have an indestructible essence. Even if you destroy its carrier, it can still subtly duplicate itself. The divine abilities of the devil path are passed down from generation to generation because of the Demon Ancestor's methods. "
"Have you ever heard of some righteous sects annihilating some demonic sects and burning the scriptures of demonic sects? Then, countless years later, there will be a genius in that sect who, through the remaining spoils of war from that battle, suddenly comprehended some kind of inspiration and was infected by the demonic nature. Then, he went crazy and created some kind of strange and terrifying magical power, betrayed the sect, and became a demonic giant?"
This was also the first time Fan Wu Jie had heard of such a story. At this time, he connected it to the story of the rise of the Fan Clan's three ancestors.
In the past, in the Brahma Heaven Realm, the righteous path clans destroyed the last evil path sect that opposed them. The Blood Diagram Sect, which had a long history, was at peace. The Brahma Heaven Realm was filled with righteous people, and the righteous path flourished for a time.
The righteous sects entered an unprecedented era of glory. At that time, the Brahma Heaven Realm established a nine-grade system. Every thousand years, the Dao Monarchs of the clans would determine the number of people who could become immortals based on the resources and spiritual energy of the Brahma Heaven Realm. They would select the most talented and outstanding disciples from the poor families and nurture them. Those who were not included in the system were illegal cultivators. They were all idiots who stole the fortune of heaven and earth, and would be killed by the heavenly tribulation!
Every year, among the three great clans, the nine-grade immortal officials would tour the clans and hold banquets, competitions, and secret explorations to evaluate the cultivation aptitude of the disciples.
At that time, the clans created many cultivation secret realms. Every clan had all kinds of competitions, and the whole Brahma Heaven Realm had all kinds of rankings. Among the younger generation, there were all kinds of dao gatherings, tea parties, immortal banquets, and arenas. The whole world's cultivation resources were locked in all kinds of secret realms. One had to participate in this social circle and evaluation system to obtain cultivation resources and opportunities.
The disciples of the clans had to learn to be famous from a young age and compete with other outstanding disciples of the clans. In the beginning, they did cultivate many outstanding disciples of the clans. But in the end, the system gradually deteriorated. In the beginning, the interests of the poor were sacrificed, and then it was the turn of the small clans. In the end, even the non-direct descendants of the three great clans were suppressed, and the whole cultivation environment became stinky.
The Fan Clan's third ancestor was originally a disciple of the outer branch. In the clan's minor competition, because of his talent and extraordinary bone structure, he was hated by the direct descendants of the main branch. In the end, he was plotted against on the arena and his bone structure was broken. His immortal rank dropped from the upper fifth grade to the lower ninth grade.
But the Fan Clan's third ancestor persevered and endured all kinds of suppression and revenge. After being demoted to a slave, he still cultivated hard. In the end, in the family's abandoned dump, he found the spoils of war from annihilating the Blood Chart Sect, a broken iron ring.
After that, the Fan Clan's third ancestor sacrificed himself to the devil. He sacrificed the entire branch and took over the body of a noble youth of the Fan Clan. He burned, killed, robbed, and was ruthless. He secretly gathered the small clans and geniuses of the poor who were left behind in the Brahma Heaven Realm and rebuilt the Blood Chart Demon Sect. In the end, he caused a major event.
He sacrificed a world that the Brahma Heaven Realm was preparing to swallow, created a destructive tribulation, and triggered the Great Dao of the Ruins of End. He destroyed the Nine Grade Immortal rank system that had lasted for millions of years in the Brahma Heaven Realm and became a Dao Lord.
It could be said that he was the Fan Clan's third ancestor and was also the son of luck.
Fan Wu Jie originally thought that it was his third ancestor's luck that was extraordinary and the Blood Chart Demon Sect was just a stepping stone for the third ancestor. Now that he thought about it, it was clearly because the Blood Chart Demon Sect's luck was not extinguished, and the fundamental cultivation method was not destroyed. The Brahma Heaven Realm continued to develop, and it had already provided a rich soil for the demonic path. At that time, the conflict had clearly accumulated like a mountain, and it was only missing a match!
And the fundamental cultivation method of the Blood Chart Demon Sect was that match. Even if there was no Fan Clan's third ancestor, there would still be the Wang Clan's first ancestor and the Xie Clan's second ancestor.
Fan Wu Jie looked down at his arm and half of his shoulder that had eight arms stretched out and danced. He felt the deep demonic nature of the tattoo. He was secretly vigilant. What true meaning of the Demon Ancestor, it could have been drawn on anyone. Since it was so important, why didn't the wretched old Taoist draw it on himself? There must be something fishy …
Fan Wu Jie did not believe that such a strange thing lying on his body would not affect him at all.
Yes, the true meaning left behind by the Demon Ancestor was not destroyed, and it would always be obtained by the later generations. Then, with a moment of great luck, they would revive the demonic path sect. But why did all those geniuses who had comprehended the true meaning of the demonic path fall into the demonic path?
"That old bastard wanted to plot against me and lure me into the demonic path!" Fan Wu Jie glanced at Yuan Yu.
Yuan Yu was just short of whistling to prove that he did not know anything!
"The Immortal Herb that flew out of nowhere from the depths of the sacred mountain …"
"A few years ago, I accidentally found a remnant of the 《Blood Sea Scripture》 from a secret dual cultivation manual …"
"Let me think, what other 'opportunities' do I have? This time, I have to throw them all to this' fated person '? After this, there will be no more opportunities! Ancestor! Don't throw things at me anymore … Now, when I see the opportunities you give out, my liver trembles! I don't dare to throw them away, and I don't dare to take them away. I can only go around and give them to the righteous path's talents and fated people! "
Yuan Yu knew — — this was the Massacre Demon Ancestor urging him to work hard!
If the demonic path wanted to develop and become strong, other than having to produce their own blood, they also had to go to the Mystic Door and poach people from the Buddhist path. Usually, the ones they poached were the best. But as a spy in the demonic path, Yuan Yu's heart was in the Mystic Door, how could he do that? So, when River Styx thought of him, he would send some 'opportunities' to him, urging him to find more 'clients'.
If he did not find a 'fated person' to give it to, then he would form a fated relationship with River Styx!
In any case, Yuan Yu did not want to know what would happen if he formed a fated relationship with River Styx … Ever since he was given an opportunity by River Styx once, when he encountered such a situation, he would often give it away at the first moment. Saving his life was more important. This time, the northwest wind of the sacred mountain blew out a Fruit of the Immortal Tree when they arrived. No matter how he looked at it, it was strange. Of course, Yuan Yu had to make the first move and give it to the person next to him who was supposed to be the scapegoat!
This time, it was obvious that Fan Wu Jie was the center of this setup.
If Yuan Yu did not act earlier, he would also be in the eyes of the tribulation. When the time came, who knew how big of a scapegoat he would have to bear!
"It's yours … it's all yours!" Yuan Yu's eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep over Fan Wu Jie, who was studying his tattoo.
Fan Wu Jie was very shocked. He looked up at Yuan Yu and said, "This is the only weakness you said, the one that exists at the bottom of the Blood Sea …"
"Yes!" Yuan Yu slightly touched the eight-armed demon god on Fan Wu Jie's right arm, and the demon god turned into a bloody eye, condensing the tribulation power of destruction. Yuan Yu reached out and gently touched the bottom of the eye of the Blood Sea, the sharp horn at the bottom of the blood-colored vortex. The entire eye of the Blood Sea was instantly thrown into chaos. The tribulation power of destruction clashed everywhere, and the phantom quickly collapsed.
Fan Wu Jie opened his right palm and slapped it. The eight-armed demon god on his right arm roared, and his entire right arm was wrapped in a bloody storm vortex.
Yuan Yu was shocked, and he screamed, "Fan boy, are you trying to kill me?!"
The blood-colored vortex attracted the tribulation power of destruction in the eye, causing the vortex on Fan Wu Jie's right arm to expand hundreds of times, lifting all the dead trees and strange rocks on the black cliff. The black cliff trembled strangely, and it collided with the blood-colored vortex.
The strange Dao patterns that appeared on the cliff shattered the entire blood-colored whirlpool!
However, Fan Wu Jie and Yuan Yu could sense that this was a power that was billions of times stronger than the blood vortex. From the beginning to the end, the black cliff on the outskirts of the Divine Mountain had not been able to destroy the structure of the blood vortex.
Fan Wu Jie sneered and said, "Why don't you say that the only weakness of this divine ability is that it can only be grasped by completely withstanding its power? The weakness at the bottom of the Blood Sea is right under the most destructive vortex of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye. If you want to go down there, you have to endure the full power of the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye! "
"Didn't you say that … this divine ability is unbreakable!"
Fan Wu Jie shouted angrily and flew into the air, preparing to beat up this unreliable old Daoist. Yuan Yu covered his head and scurried away. He said anxiously, "Wait … even if we can't break this divine ability, it doesn't mean that no one else can. Don't forget, the Blood Sea Tribulation Eye's blueprint is no different from the real thing! "
Fan Wu Jie snorted coldly and said, "I know that you are going to tell me that King Poya was killed by this divine ability of the Slaughter Demon Ancestor. Even though he was already dead and his body was suppressed here, he must have found a way to break this divine ability before he died. That was why he grabbed the fragment of Dai Yu Divine Mountain from the bottom of the Blood Sea and used his right hand to reach out of the Blood Sea to create a pure land for his old subordinates!
"So, the mummy and the others do know how to escape from this place, and we know part of their escape plan.
"We know that they are going to escape from the bottom of the Blood Sea … but what we don't know is how to get to the bottom of the Blood Sea. Naturally, someone has already figured it out for us! "
Fan Wu Jie said coolly, "I just want you to know that if you keep me in suspense … I'll turn against you!"
Yuan Yu calculated quickly and said, "I'm not selling it! I'm not going to keep you in suspense anymore! King Poya wanted to save his old subordinates, so he naturally had to prepare a safe escape route for them. But he didn't have the time to tell them too much, because he couldn't be sure what he could say and what he couldn't. In the Bottomless Ruins, it's normal to die if you know too much, and it'll be a very strange death!
"So, he can't tell his old subordinates what he knows, and can only hint at some things.
"For example, he can't tell his old subordinates the structure of the Blood Sea Eye of Destruction, but he can create a miniature Blood Sea in his palm and replicate its structure. He can't protect his old subordinates to the bottom of the Blood Sea Eye, but he can use his own body to create a safe passage to the bottom of the sea … King Poya stepped on the bottom of the Blood Sea, raised his right hand high, and left the Blood Sea. His body is the safest bridge to the bottom of the Blood Sea! "Yuan Yu said.
"So, as long as we can find the passage that leads to King Poya's body, we can leave the Blood Sea through his feet!"
"Then, this passage is …" Fan Wu Jie turned to look at the Blood Sea in his palm outside the black cliff …
Yuan Yu nodded and said, "It's at the bottom of this Blood Sea … This Blood Sea is so calm, and the reason I haven't figured out King Poya's plan is because I haven't connected this Blood Sea in my palm with the Blood Sea outside. I didn't expect this Blood Sea Eye to be a blueprint of the Blood Sea Eye, and it's a model that's more intuitive than the one I have.
"The reason this Blood Sea Eye hasn't formed into a whirlpool must be because someone has blocked the Blood Sea Eye. When the time comes, the Blood Sea Eye will turn into a giant whirlpool, and all we have to do is control the Divine Turtle to carry the divine mountain into the whirlpool, and we'll be able to break through the Blood Sea Eye and enter King Poya's blood vessel.
"King Poya's blood vessel is a giant underground blood river, and the Divine Turtle will swim to the bottom of King Poya's feet, where the destructive tribulation power in the Blood Sea Calamity Eye is the weakest. With Dai Yu Divine Mountain as the outer shell, we'll be able to resist the final destructive tribulation power and escape from here!"
"The plan is perfect!" Fan Wu Jie clapped his hands and praised, "As expected of the Great Asura King, the subordinate of Demon Ancestor of Destruction. Before he died, he thought of using his body to create an escape route to protect the last of his people and old subordinates. Not only does King Poya have a power so strong that not even the destructive tribulation power can destroy him, he also has the wisdom to see life and death as normal. "
"The most admirable thing about him is his heart to protect his people. No wonder his old subordinates didn't complain when they were trapped in this place and tortured for so many eons. They remained loyal to him. "
"Such noble sentiments …" Fan Wu Jie raised his head and said, "It makes me want to kill them all even more!"
Yuan Yu nodded slightly and said, "Judging from the loyalty King Poya and his subordinates have shown to Ancestor Rho, these Destruction Devil Disciples will never give up on saving their leader, Demon Ancestor of Destruction Rho, after they get out of this place. This kind of loyalty is admirable, but this kind of ambition cannot be indulged! "
"Kill them!" Fan Wu Jie clenched his right hand and made a gesture of crushing them to death.
Yuan Yu gave him a look of approval …
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