WHOOSH!
The huge blood ball that was formed from the Blood Essence of numerous cultivators moved with Wu Xiting.
A mouthful of scarlet blood suddenly shot out of Wu Xiting's middle dantian region in his chest.
As the blood flew out, Liu Zaihe's fleshly body rapidly withered, as if he had been drained of his life essence and aged a hundred years.
The robust Liu Zaihe collapsed to the ground with a loud crash.
The scarlet blood that had spurted out of his chest instantly converged on the moving blood ball.
At the same time, Wu Xiting's nether divinity, which had been hiding in Liu Zaihe's fleshly body for many days, morphed into a wisp of blood-colored light and flew away.
Together with the scarlet blood, it flew into the blood ball.
Because of the blood and the wisp of blood-colored light, the huge blood ball seemed to come to life, as if it had suddenly come to life.
In Ill Wind Valley, Chen Qingyan, who had witnessed this with her own eyes, was instantly dispelled.
She could tell that the wisp of blood-colored light was Wu Xiting's nether divinity, while the blood was the flesh aura essence Wu Xiting had infused into Liu Zaihe's body through some unknown means.
Both the blood and the blood-colored light belonged to Wu Xiting.
The two of them had occupied Liu Zaihe and used his fleshly body as a medium to cast the secret incantations of the Primal Yang Sect and the Blood God, making it look like Wu Xiting himself.
However, the Wu Xiting that Liu Zaihe had created wasn't Wu Xiting himself.
Liu Zaihe was too weak. His fleshly body hadn't been tempered enough, so the amount of power and soul power it could carry was limited. Because of this, Wu Xiting, who was at the middle Soul Wander stage, had his hands tied.
Even now, Wu Xiting hadn't used his full strength. Because of Liu Zaihe's restrictions, he couldn't display his full strength.
However, it seemed that Wu Xiting had found another medium that was much better than Liu Zaihe's, which could better carry his nether divinity and flesh aura essence and display his battle prowess.
Therefore, only after his nether divinity and flesh aura had flown into the huge blood ball did he continue to enter the cave.
The huge blood ball suddenly changed in midair like a spirit embryo. Driven by the circulation of Wu Xiting's flesh aura essence, it miraculously grew four limbs, a spine, and then bones and internal organs.
Just as that Wu Xiting was about to enter the cave, another Wu Xiting Liu Zaihe appeared.
The reborn Wu Xiting was sculpted out of thin air, using the enormous blood sphere as the foundation and his Yin Spirit and blood essence as the carving knife.
A long red robe flew out from Liu Zaihe's body and wrapped around Wu Xiting.
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Wu Xiting snorted.
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Clusters of blood clouds filled the strange space inside the Primal Flame Mirror, trapping the spirit of the Primal Flame Mirror and the spirit of the Primal Flame Mirror.
"I'll talk to you again later."
Leaving these words behind, Wu Xiting no longer paid any attention to the Origin Flame Mirror. Just as Yu Yuan had expected, he drilled into the cave.
Only Chen Qingyan and the skinny, dark-skinned girl, who was recovering in the depths of the miasma, were left in Ill Wind Valley.
Chen Qingyan's face under the cyan veil kept changing. Her eyes were filled with a strange expression.
She suddenly felt that Wu Xiting, who had reconstructed his body from the huge blood ball, had become even stronger than before. Moreover, that special body seemed to have given Wu Xiting great confidence.
It made Wu Xiting unafraid of the Yin Chi Astral Winds!
Since Wu Xiting was not afraid of the Yin Chi Astral Wind, even if he had to crawl into the cave, he should still be able to kill Yu Yuan, right?
Not to mention...
Chen Qingyan's expression flickered as she thought of another possibility. She grew increasingly anxious.
Wu Xiting's performance just now made her realize that the incantations and secret incantations he practiced must be the core legacies of the Blood God. This meant that Wu Xiting wasn't an orthodox disciple of the Primal Yang Sect.
Instead, he was a member of the Blood God, or even a core member of the Blood God!
He must have been secretly sent to the Primal Yang Sect by the Blood God to become a member of Mount Eastern Sun, where he practiced the incantations and secret incantations of the Primal Yang Sect to conceal his identity as the Blood God.
If he really was a member of the Blood God, why would he team up with Mei Qiurong to pressure Anzan Shan?
Could it be that his appearance in the Jade Peak Mountain Range and his search for Mei Qiurong had been part of the Blood God's scheme all along?
Wu Xiting's true purpose was probably to rescue Anzan Shan and take Anzan Shan, an ancestor of the Blood God, from the Qianxuan Continent to the Tranquil Continent, the sacred land of the Blood God!
If that was the case, then Wu Xiting and Anzan Shan might have already reached an agreement in secret!
Anzan Shan, who was hiding in the underground cavern, had long since communicated with Wu Xiting in secret. Everything that Anzan Shan had done in Evil Wind Valley had been discussed by the two of them.
If that was the case, how could Mei Qiurong, who thought of herself as a hunter, gain anything in the underground cavern?
"Xuantianzong, the Primal Yang Sect, the Blood God …"
Chen Qingyan's heart was filled with bitterness as she thought of this. She suddenly felt that every old thing that walked out of these top sects was an old monster who was full of schemes and evil tricks.
She, who thought that she had seen through everything, found that as the situation changed, the truth was getting further and further away from her.
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In the depths of the cavern.
Wu Xiting abruptly stopped in his tracks and saw that the spacious cavern was filled with brilliant divine light.
There was a coiled flood dragon. Its skin and flesh had all been shed, leaving behind only dark green dragon bones.
With its head held high and its body coiled up, the flood dragon filled the entire cavern.
Countless finger-sized holes could be seen on the dark green dragon bones.
As the wind blew, bone-chilling screams came from the holes. The wind that escaped from the holes was a terrifying gale.
Yu Yuan was standing under the flood dragon's head, holding the crimson short spear in his hand. He was looking at Nie Tian with an unpleasant smile on his face.
Wu Xiting pondered for a moment and realized that the flood dragon had created this cavern.
Looking at the jade-green bones of the flood dragon and the holes in them, and feeling the movement of the Yin Chi astral wind, he took a deep breath and said, "I didn't expect that the legendary frost flood dragon would be buried here. I knew that Evil Wind Valley was strange, but I didn't know the inside story. Now that I've seen the flood dragon's bones, I finally understand. "
A hint of surprise appeared in Yu Yuan's eyes as he asked, "Hmm? You've also heard the rumors about this Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon?"
"Of course I have." Wu Xiting snorted and said, "It's said that this Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon has been living in the Nine Serenities Frigid Abyss, where it evolved step by step. The dragon attendants of the Dragon Concealment Lake and many other dragons once secretly went to the Nine Serenities Frigid Abyss to ask it to come out, but it either killed them or drove them away.
"Three hundred years ago, this Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon was an anomaly in the Frigid Abyss, and then it suddenly disappeared.
"Because of the uniqueness of the Nine Serenities Frigid Abyss, many people thought that this frost flood dragon might go into hibernation and undergo a new round of transformation. Some people said that when it reappeared, it would probably be one of the most powerful dragons of the dragon race.
"Who would have thought that the Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon would actually die in a cavern in Evil Wind Valley."
Wu Xiting clicked his tongue in wonder.
"The gale came out of the holes in the Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon's bones." Yu Yuan smiled brightly and said, "Those below the Yang God stage don't have much immunity to the gale. However... "
He stared at Wu Xiting and felt the unusual fluctuations of blood energy. He frowned slightly and said, "You are an exception."
"Who are you?" Wu Xiting's expression was serious. "You shouldn't be the direct disciple of Extreme Yang Mountain's Mountain Lord Mo! Even if you cultivate the Nine Lights Heaven Wheel, you shouldn't be related to Extreme Yang Mountain! Who did your Fiendish Demon Body Tempering Art originate from? Also, you know too much about the Sect of the Blood God! "
When Yu Yuan said that he would be an exception, it meant that he saw that this special body did not fear the gale.
He, who did not fear the gale, was now in the depths of the dragon cave, facing the bones of the dead Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon. How could a mere Golden Hall Realm kid dare to speak so arrogantly?
Why did Yu Yuan not feel fear or reverence?
Where did his confidence come from?
A series of thoughts appeared in Wu Xiting's mind, causing him to be even more confused.
But that feeling of threat had always followed him like a shadow. It did not lessen slightly after he entered the dragon cave and saw the situation in front of him.
On the contrary, when he truly saw the dragon bones of the Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon and Yu Yuan in front of him, that feeling of threat only deepened.
"Do you know how this Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon died?" Yu Yuan suddenly asked with a smile.
"How did it die?" Wu Xiting asked.
"Its flesh and organs were all corroded and melted into blood. Only a complete set of dragon bones was left." Yu Yuan smiled and said, "How do you think it died?"
"It was poisoned to death!" Wu Xiting came to a realization and immediately changed expression. "The Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon lives in the depths of the Frost Abyss and is immune to most poisons in the world. How did it end up like this?"
The dragon bones of the Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon didn't have any marks of being hacked by blades or axes. There was no skin, flesh, and tendons connected to it. Naturally, it was poisoned to death.
Only a terrifyingly powerful poison with shocking corrosive power could achieve such an effect.
Wu Xiting looked around and looked at every corner of the dragon cave. He felt more and more uneasy as he had a feeling that he had stepped into a tiger's den.
"Whoosh!"
All of a sudden, the dead Nine Serenities Frost Flood Dragon spat out a stream of cold dragon breath from its mouth.
The cold dragon breath instantly poured onto Wu Xiting.
Hundreds of thousands of translucent, icy crystals suddenly poured into Wu Xiting's new body, which had been reconstructed from the enormous blood ball.
According to Wu Xiting's speculation, this new body should not be afraid of the Yin Chi Gales.
However, under the cold dragon breath, this brand-new Wu Xiting could not resist at all. He was instantly frozen and turned into a sparkling and translucent ice sculpture.
Bits of icy light, which contained the most extreme coldness in the depths of the Nine Serenities Frost Abyss, penetrated his bones and Yin Spirit!
His Yin Spirit, which was at the Soul Wander Realm, and his soul awareness, which could pierce through metal and crack rocks, were all frozen.
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