In the narrow cave, there was a pool of blood on the ground, giving off a strong smell of blood.
As soon as Yu Yuan pulled Chen Qingyan into the Blood Altar, the Blood Altar in her flesh aura heaven and earth stirred violently.
"Hmm?!"
Chen Qingyan was shocked and turned to look at him. "Why is there such turbulence in the depths of your Profound Gate acupoints?"
Before Yu Yuan could say anything, the pool of blood suddenly shot towards him!
He had encountered so many prisoners in one cave after another in Sword Prison, but he hadn't seen any of them who still had the strength to attack the intruders.
FIZZ!
FIZZ! In the middle of the stone path, dozens of incomparably sharp sword lights instantly split up and slashed at the pool of blood that looked like a blood snake.
Under the slash of the sword lights, the pool of blood was instantly cut into pieces.
After falling to the ground, the pool of blood swam and gathered, then condensed into one.
Blood gushed out of his mouth again, but he didn't give up and continued to shoot towards Yu Yuan.
Wisps of sword light flew out from different directions of the stone path. Without Yu Yuan having to do anything, the newly condensed pool of blood was cut into pieces again.
The pool of blood once again gathered, condensed, and shot towards Yu Yuan.
This process repeated over and over again.
"This thing seems to have lost its intelligence long ago. It only has its instincts left." Chen Qingyan's eyebrows twitched slightly as he looked at the pool of blood that still refused to give up and said, "It's a Yang Spirit refined from blood and spirit power that practices the Blood God's secret arts!"
"Yang Spirit!" Yu Yuan was shocked.
Chen Qingyan nodded slightly. "Yes, this is a Yang Spirit grand cultivator of the Blood God. Unlike many other cultivators, the Yang Spirit refined by disciples of the Blood God is a mixture of blood and spirit power. It is the backbone that presides over the transformation of the heavenly soul — the Yang Spirit. "
The Yang Spirit was different from the Yin Spirit. The Yin Spirit was transformed from the earthly soul into an illusory state.
The Yang Spirit was condensed from the heavenly soul and was a real existence.
In the Three Great Sects, the Devil's Palace, the Red Devil School, and other sects, most of their Yang Spirits were made from pure spiritual energy mixed with some Qi and blood.
The Blood God was forged from fresh blood and spiritual energy.
"Let me take a closer look!"
With a thought, Yu Yuan no longer concealed anything within the Sword Prison. He secretly used the Extreme Wisdom Soul Tempering Art and shouted in his heart, "Activate the All Seeing Eye!"
It was as if a deity's eye had suddenly opened and could peek into every detail!
The dark room suddenly lit up!
Yu Yuan suddenly saw that the pool of blood that had fallen to the ground was mixed with countless tiny sparkling lights.
Inside the blood water, there were tens of thousands of tiny sparkling lights, like cold stars in the sky.
From those tiny crystalline lights, he could sense the smell of demons' blood. He could see the fleeting figures of Heavenly Demons, as well as the light and shadows of unknown foreign races …
Countless strands of strange auras mixed into the pool of blood, causing the power contained within to be unprecedentedly chaotic!
Inside the pool of blood, the refined soul of the Yang Spirit Realm cultivator of the Blood God was stuffed into an extremely messy state. His own intelligence and consciousness were actually obscured.
"He cultivated the secret art of the Blood God and fell into Qi deviation."
Soon, Yu Yuan understood what was going on. He no longer maintained the state of the All Seeing Eye. Ignoring Chen Qingyan's shock, he said, "The spirit art of the Blood God requires the refinement of blood. It can absorb the power of blood from the bodies of cultivators of the same race, demon beasts, and foreign races and refine it into one's own body."
"However, this person was a bit greedy. Without completely refining it, he continued to swallow the blood of new living beings and pulled them into his body one by one."
"The result was that too much blood that didn't belong to him and hadn't been completely refined fused into one. Instead, it gradually erased his rationality and caused him to lose himself."
There were plenty of people like this person who had gone astray on their path of cultivation.
Demonic Cultivators, Devil's Palace, Red Devil School, and many other powerful cultivators of the Fiend Demon Sect could suffer from the backlash of their inner demons and lose themselves forever. They would become evil devils who only knew how to follow their hearts and kill everywhere.
Such a person would be mercilessly killed by the three great sects, Devil's Palace, and Goblin Temple.
It was surprising that the Yang Spirit Realm cultivator of the Blood God in front of him hadn't been eliminated, but imprisoned in Sword Prison.
Yu Yuan pondered for a moment and thought of something. He said, "He must have made a lot of contributions in the outer realms and caused the deaths of many Heavenly Demons and foreign races. Although he's a disciple of the Blood God and consumed too much blood that he hadn't refined, causing him to lose himself, he should only be imprisoned because of his great contributions. "
"Swoosh!"
The pool of blood that had fallen to the ground gathered and shot out again.
At this moment, the Fiend Demon Cauldron hidden in his Zigong acupoint suddenly flew out without being summoned by Yu Yuan.
As soon as the Fiend Demon Cauldron appeared, the pool of blood instinctively panicked and tried to turn around and escape.
Whoosh!
The Fiend Demon Cauldron chased after the pool of blood and sucked it into the small world inside the cauldron.
The Cauldron's soul's surprised voice immediately rang out. "Master, this thing's consciousness and intelligence are in a mess. Its flesh and blood are mixed, and all kinds of power conflict with each other. It can be refined! The second Fiend Demon will be him! "
After cultivating the Blood God's forbidden spiritual incantation, this powerful cultivator who had been imprisoned in Sword Prison had absorbed the blood of countless foreign races, demon beasts, and heavenly demons to become what he was now.
Sword Prison had also taken away most of his power, making him extremely weak.
The small world inside the Fiend Demon Cauldron had been able to devour even more chaotic streams of supernatural power inside the Blue Devil's "Turbid Demon Fetus," let alone him.
"Can he become the second Fiend Demon?" Yu Yuan asked curiously.
"It couldn't be more suitable!" The Cauldron's soul was unusually excited. "Master, after he's been cleansed and refined, he may even regain his consciousness!"
"Wonderful!" Yu Yuan laughed heartily.
He thought that after this powerful cultivator of the Blood God was refined into a Fiend Demon by the Fiend Demon Cauldron, if he could regain his consciousness, he could ask him why he instinctively tried to kill him.
He had a vague feeling that this powerful cultivator of the Blood God, who was known throughout the universe, had gone mad because of the Blood Altar.
Why was the Blood Altar made of the Giant Beast Essence Amber similar to the Blood Spirit Altar of the Heavenly Demons?
Why was there such a mysterious place in his flesh and blood world? What secrets and uses did it have? It had always troubled him.
He also wanted to understand the mysteries and origins of that Blood Altar.
This powerful cultivator of the Blood God, who had devoured the blood of various races and gone mad, might very well know the secrets!
"What about the blood?"
When Yu Yuan pulled Chen Qingyan towards the next cave, the cultivation genius of the Sword Sect was dazed. "Why is it suddenly … gone?"
"Haha, no need to be surprised." Yu Yuan smiled and said, "You know that I refined a Fiend Demon Cauldron at the bottom of the Stardust Sea. That cauldron happened to be the bane of that thing from before. "
"I've heard of the Fiend Demon Sect's signature treasure, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful," Chen Qingyan said.
As they spoke, Yu Yuan pulled her into a new cave.
In a corner of the cave, there was a bald old man, who wasn't very tall, and had a bulging body. He grinned at Yu Yuan.
The old man's hands hung naturally over his knees. His hands were larger than anyone Yu Yuan had ever seen, and his joints looked very sturdy.
The old man's muscles were shriveled due to the exhaustion of his flesh and blood. He looked slightly thin and small.
However, Yu Yuan had seen too many evil spirits and powerful cultivators of the Demon Race on his way here. The moment he saw this old man, he thought that none of the evil spirit cultivators, including the powerful cultivators of the Demon Race, had a body as sturdy as his.
With a thought, he guessed the old man's identity.
"Are you a senior of the Ancient Barren Sect?" Yu Yuan asked tentatively.
"Hahaha! I cultivate the Ancient Barren World Incantation. That girl Shen Feiqing is my disciple. " The bald old man laughed loudly and stared at Yu Yuan. "To be able to cultivate the Fiend Demon Sect's Body Refining Art to such a high level, I really have a new level of respect for you. I didn't expect that after I left Haoran, there would still be someone in the Shattering Profound Realm who could have such a terrifying body! "
As he spoke, the old man suddenly stood up and shouted, "I'll help you again!"
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