When Sima Quan heard about this, he decided to investigate.
He had sent many demons to the Dragon Sect and other places, but once they crossed over Dragon's Back Mountain, they would mysteriously disappear. He suspected that this was related to the monsters in the Dragon Sect's territory. In order not to attract the Dragon Sect's attention, he used demonic qi to infect them. Recently, he had indeed controlled many people.
As for why he didn't directly put a demon on Han Dingyi's body, it was because once a demon entered a cultivator's body, the person would have no secrets to speak of. Moreover, Han Dingyi himself was also against this, so he didn't do it.
Under his orders, these people went everywhere to investigate this matter, and soon, they sent back news.
Han Dingyi was politely invited by the people of the Dragon Sect, but they didn't see him again after that.
Sima Quan found that this was the same as the last letter that Han Dingyi sent. On the surface, there was nothing wrong, but based on past experience, he felt that something was wrong here.
He was the one who agreed to let Han Dingyi enter the Dragon Sect to investigate. Moreover, Han Dingyi wasn't an ordinary disciple, so it was reasonable for him to find out about his current situation.
He pondered for a moment, then tossed out all the monsters that he had captured, and said to Shi Zhou and the others, "I need to personally investigate this matter. Right now, the matter of the spell altar is the most urgent. You guys can start building it. I've infected the minds of these monsters, and they can be controlled by you guys. If there are external enemies attacking, you can order them to go forward and defend against them."
After giving the instructions, he turned into a gust of cold wind and flew away.
In the Dragon Sect, Han Dingyi's current situation wasn't as bad as he imagined, but it wasn't much better either.
As soon as he entered the Dragon Sect, he was brought to a bamboo building. Then, a deacon of the sect came to ask him to hand over the method of alchemy. This was what he had expected. As long as he could enter the sect, paying this price was actually very worth it.
However, in the next few days, no one paid attention to him.
He tried to go out, but was stopped by the guards outside.
Because he couldn't figure out the other party's intentions, he didn't act rashly.
Five days later, a middle-aged man found him and said with a deep voice, "Han Dingyi, we've already investigated. You were originally a disciple of the Mythic Blood Sect, but you betrayed your sect and fled to our Dragon Sect. Not long ago, the Mythic Blood Sect sent a letter asking about this, so we could only send you back."
Han Dingyi didn't think that the Li Ming Blood Sect would be able to extend their reach to the Dragon Sect. However, he was still very calm at this moment. He said, "Didn't your sect say that all descendants of the Dragon Race can be admitted into your sect regardless of their background?"
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then said, "Even so, you first entered his sect, so you are already a disciple of his sect. My sect cannot ruin the friendship between our two sects because of you."
Han Dingyi knew that this was not the reason why the other party wanted to send him back.
The Dragon Sect and the Mythic Blood Sect never had any friendship to speak of. Instead, the Mythic Blood Sect had always looked down on other descendants of deities and monsters because of their bloodline. Moreover, with the Dragon Sect as their backing, they never had to give face to other sects. This was just an excuse.
He thought quickly. At this moment, he could only use benefits to tempt the other party. He said, "I gave the sect a type of secret pill before, but I still have several types of secret pills that can improve bloodline. I'm willing to give them all to you now. I wonder if your sect is willing to accept them?"
The middle-aged man glanced at him and shook his head. "Don't think too much about that. It's useless even if you give me all the secret pills."
Han Dingyi's heart sank. It seemed that the Ling Clan or the Mythic Blood Sect had offered him something he couldn't refuse.
The middle-aged man said, "I'll send you to Dragon Spine Mountain later. Someone from the Mythic Blood Sect will come and bring you back." As he spoke, he took out a small bottle and poured out a pill. He said, "Eat this."
Han Dingyi asked, "What is this?"
The middle-aged man didn't say anything.
Han Dingyi thought for a moment. At this moment, he had no choice but to accept it. If he disobeyed, he might suffer. He wasn't a true Blood Descendant, so the methods used against the people here might not work on him. As long as he could escape, there would always be a solution. So, he picked up the pill and swallowed it.
The middle-aged man stared at him carefully. Seeing that he wasn't faking it, he nodded and said, "You're a man who knows how to adapt to circumstances. With your bloodline and ability, if it weren't for certain reasons, I would really want to keep you here. If you want to blame something, blame it on your bad luck."
Han Dingyi looked at him and said, "Your sect has made a wrong choice."
The middle-aged man furrowed his brows as he felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, as if he had really done something wrong. He then shook his head and laughed inwardly. What could a mere awakened Blood Descendant do? Speaking of which, his bloodline was indeed a little unique. However, others might not understand, but they could see that he had nothing to do with the True Dragon. At most, he was just a relative collateral descendant. If he really had the ability, he wouldn't have ended up here. The main sect would have found him with the blood plate long ago.
He took a step to the side, pointed outside, and said coldly, "Please."
Above the vast sea, Zhang Chan's figure emerged from the void. He looked around curiously and tried to take a breath. However, he found that there wasn't even a bit of spiritual vigor here. However, he didn't care much. He was transformed from the Blood-Thread Golden Worm, so he was born with supernatural power. As long as he absorbed the essence and blood of some people in the upper state, he could also replenish himself.
He took out a talisman from his sleeve. There was a Qi Seeking Talisman here, which could be used to find the cultivator closest to him. He held the talisman and chanted a few incantations. Then, he threw the talisman out. The talisman suddenly turned into a light and flew in one direction.
He chuckled, and his body turned into a bloody light as he followed.
After half a day, he found that there was a huge mountain ridge on the sea in front of him. However, in his eyes, this mountain wasn't naturally formed, but evolved from some giant creature.
At this moment, he glanced around and found that the talisman had disappeared. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He carefully sensed and found that there was an obscure spiritual vigor hidden in the sky. With a thought, he moved upwards and leaped to that place. He saw a Daoist surrounded by Yin Qi standing there. The Daoist laughed and said, "Looks like my luck is good. I've just entered the realm and I've already found fellow Daoist Sima."
Sima Quan cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, fellow Daoist Zhang."
Zhang Chan cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, greetings." He looked around curiously, "What are you doing here, fellow Daoist Sima?"
Sima Quan said, "I'm here to rescue a fellow Daoist. I'll tell you the details when I return."
Just as they were speaking, they saw a ship coming out of the thick fog in the distance. It docked at Dragon's Back Mountain, and a group of people came out on their own.
Sima Quan gestured downwards and said, "That fellow Daoist is over there."
At this moment, an elder was already waiting on Dragon's Back Mountain. When he saw the Dragon Sect escorting Han Dingyi up, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. He put on a smile and went up to greet them. He bowed to the people from the Dragon Sect and said, "Thank you for returning my disciple."
The middle-aged man's attitude was rather cold. He said, "Where is the item?"
The elder took out a palm-sized wooden box made of golden silk and said, "Sect Elder, you can check it."
The middle-aged man took it and opened it. His face was instantly dyed with a layer of bright red light. He couldn't help but squint his eyes, then immediately closed them again. He said, "The item is not bad. Then, we don't owe each other anything."
The elder chuckled and said, "Of course."
He turned his head and looked at Han Dingyi. He said indifferently, "Han Dingyi, do you think you can escape from the control of the sect?"
Han Dingyi sighed and said, "Actually, my departure is a good thing for your esteemed sect. Why must your esteemed sect capture me?"
The elder frowned. Han Dingyi's words made him feel a little uncomfortable. It was as if he had done something wrong. Originally, he wanted to ask who helped Han Dingyi escape from the sect. However, the people from the Dragon Sect were here, so it wasn't convenient for him to say too much. He could only slowly interrogate him when he returned. He snorted and waved his hand. He said, "Tie him up and take him away."
Immediately, two people came up to grab Han Dingyi and put thin and long golden chains on his body.
However, at this moment, everyone heard a buzzing sound. At first, it was extremely soft, but very quickly, it became louder and louder. The people who heard it were extremely irritated. Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and saw a crimson mist floating over.
The middle-aged man from the Dragon Sect hadn't left yet. His eyesight was far better than others. When he focused his eyes, he discovered to his shock that the red mist was actually formed by countless blood-colored insects. However, these insects were too small, so ordinary people couldn't detect them.
He had seen similar things in the crack in space. Almost everyone who bumped into it didn't have a good ending. Without the slightest hesitation, he elongated his body. Horns grew on his head, and gills grew on them. His hands and feet turned into fins, and scales covered his entire body. He actually turned into a creature that was half fish and half dragon in an instant. Then, he rose a cloud and dived into the seawater below.
As long as he reached the Dragon Sect's territory, there would naturally be monsters that would block the enemies for him. There was no need for him to come out and risk his life. However, Just Now, he felt a gust of chilly wind blowing past him. He suddenly felt dizzy, and then his originally full body shriveled up. The scales also fell off. When he fell into the sea, he had already lost all signs of life. His thick fish-dragon-like skeleton was only covered with a layer of shriveled skin and flesh.
When the elder saw this, his expression couldn't help but change drastically. He grabbed Han Dingyi's body, and when the crimson mist came up, the two of them broke apart like fragile glass. Then, all the broken pieces disappeared together.
Aside from the two of them, everyone that remained on the mountain ridge, be it the disciples of the Dragon Sect or the Blood Radiance Sect, was swept by the mist in just a short period of time. After that, all of their flesh and bones were completely devoured by those tiny insects, leaving not even a single bit of residue behind.
The mist in the sky dispersed, and Zhang Chan and Sima Quan both appeared.
Zhang Chan said, "That's strange. Where did that Han brat go?"
Sima Quan said in a deep voice, "That might be a bloodline secret technique of this world. When it was activated, there was no warning at all. I suspect that Han Dingyi was already hit by it. Otherwise, that person definitely wouldn't have been able to move him away so easily. Now, it seems that he must have been brought back to the Blood Sect."
Zhang Chan chuckled and said, "Then go there and bring him back."
Sima Quan said, "Right now, the construction of the spell altar is the most important thing. If we start a war with the Blood Sect right now, I'm afraid we'll miss the important matter."
Zhang Chan didn't care at all. He said, "It's fine. Master has already made arrangements. In a while, he will naturally send more people here. We'll have to fight these natives sooner or later."
Sima Quan thought for a moment and said, "If that's the case, leave this matter to me. Fellow Daoist, you can help me take care of that spell altar first." After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he already turned into a chilly wind, fleeing in the direction of the Blood Sect.
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