Inside the Great Mausoleum, next to the pool of blood.
Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back. Staring at the calm pool of blood, he frowned. He wasn't sure how to deal with the sealed ancestor.
This person was the most terrifying blood kind in the history of the Holy Realm. He was no weaker than the God of the Ocean or the Sky Monster.
What was more terrifying was that this person was truly a powerhouse. Even the last Immortal King was no opponent of his.
Though this person had been sealed, to kill him would be as difficult as climbing up to the sky. Unless Ling Xian becomes an Immortal King.
"Young man, you sure have exceeded my expectations."
The calm pool of blood began to boil and a shadow appeared. It was without any power, but it was natural and unpredictable.
He was the only remaining descendant of the blood kind and also the strongest powerhouse in the world. In the entire universe, those who can beat him can be counted on one hand.
"You have exceeded my expectations as well." Ling Xian softly sighed. Back then, the seal still had 50 percent of its power and was enough to suppress the blood kind for 300 years.
Today, only 30 percent remained. It would be great if he could seal this person for 100 years.
"A perfect body. Your physical body is mine." The blood kind's gaze was heated and he didn't hide his desire to possess Ling Xian's body at all.
Other than greed, there was also shock.
Though it wasn't as obvious as the leaders of the four forbidden areas, it was enough to prove that he was shocked by Ling Xian's achievement.
What could he do? Ling Xian's achievement was far too heaven-defying. Even a saint or a Heavenly Venerable would be shocked.
"You cannot take my physical body away."
Ling Xian said softly. The seal could suppress the blood kind for 100 years. By the time this person is born, he would've become an Immortal King.
It's not certain who will kill who.
"You are my prey. Even if you become an Immortal King, you cannot escape from my palm."
The blood kind smiled. His foundation was flawless and his physique was incomparably powerful. But compared to Ling Xian, he was lacking.
It wasn't his battling capabilities, it was his potential.
He had reached the end and couldn't take another step forward. But he didn't want to stop. He wanted to surpass the Immortal King and become the number one.
Ling Xian, without a doubt, had undefeatable potential.
"You've already lost your pride. Even if you take my body, you can't go against the heavens."
Ling Xian glared at the Blood Kind's Holy Ruler. He had heard the conversation between the Master of the Sea of Samsara and the Xu Clan's ancestor. He knew that the Blood Kind would rather die than submit. He also knew that this person had given up his dignity and betrayed his own kind.
"There's a hidden meaning in your words."
The Holy King of the Blood Tribe narrowed his eyes and said, "Looks like you know some old stories."
"It should be a glorious past. Of course, to you, this is an unerasable humiliation."
Ling Xian's expression was emotionless. The person before him was the only survivor of the bloodlings. Even if he used his toes to think, he knew that this person had surrendered to the Heaven's Path.
"Angering me won't do you any good." The Holy King of the Blood Kindred looked calm, but there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.
"There are indeed no benefits, but there are also no disadvantages."
"Right now, you can't do anything to me."
Ling Xian faintly grinned. The Holy Ruler of the Blood Kind said he wanted to steal his physical body and was looking down on him. How could he not retaliate?
"Just because I can't do anything to you right now doesn't mean I won't be able to do anything to you in the future."
"When I am reborn, the first thing I will do is kill you." The Holy King's eyes were dark. He wanted to ascend to the next level and he wanted to break free from the Heaven's Path.
Stealing Ling Xian's physical body was his only hope.
"I will wait and see."
"Let's get back to the main topic. I am here to warn you to stay put and don't have any evil thoughts."
Ling Xian's expression was cold. The Great Mausoleum was a part of the Heaven's Path. To repair the Heaven's Path, the Holy King of the Blood Kindred must be involved.
Though this person had been sealed, he was still a powerhouse who killed the last Immortal King. His abilities were unpredictable and there was no guarantee that he wouldn't try anything funny.
"You want to repair the Heaven's Path?"
The Holy King of the Blood Kindred spoke softly. This wasn't hard to guess. For one, Ling Xian was already an immortal. For two, the only thing he could do was stop the Heaven's Path from being restored.
"That's right. You better behave. Or else I have hundreds of ways to make you wish you were dead." Ling Xian glared at the Holy King.
He wasn't boasting. Sending the Holy King on his way was something he couldn't do. Sealing this person for another 300 years was something he couldn't do.
However, he could change the array and make the Holy King feel even more pain.
"I don't believe you."
"You think the last Immortal King's technique is just for show?"
The Holy King shook his head and chuckled, "This array suppresses me but also protects me. You want to hurt me through this array? You must be dreaming."
"I hope after some time, you can still say that." Ling Xian spoke softly. The last Immortal King was known throughout history. His knowledge with arrays was so profound that he was only slightly weaker than Feng Qing Ming.
Therefore, he couldn't break the array that sealed the Holy King of the Blood Kindred. However, changing one thing wasn't hard.
"Make your move. I sure want to see what gave you the courage to warn me." The Holy King's eyes were cold and his killer's intent was faintly discernible.
He was a powerhouse who killed the last Immortal King. To him, Ling Xian was no different than an ant. Being warned by an ant, why wouldn't he be angry?
"Since you want to taste pain, then I have to fulfill your wish."
The space between Ling Xian's brows shone and he formed a hand seal. An infinite amount of array patterns appeared and merged with the immortal array.
He didn't know what this array was called, but it must have been created by the last Immortal King. Though it had no offensive abilities, its sealing abilities were no weaker than the Immortal Trap.
To change this array was not an easy task. Not even the best of the array grandmasters could do it.
Luckily, Ling Xian's array skills were close to Feng Qing Ming's. It wasn't hard for him to temporarily give the array some offensive abilities.
Therefore, after some time, the immortal array gained some offensive abilities.
"Be careful. If you can't handle it, tell me."
Ling Xian softly grinned. The immortal array shone and like billions of needles, they pierced into the Holy King's soul.
Under normal circumstances, any kind of array formation would not be able to harm a Blood Tribe Holy King, much less directly injure his soul.
The reason why this was possible was because the immortal array sealed the Holy King of the Blood Kindred. Inside the array, he was no different than a mortal.
"You can change this array …"
The Holy King's expression changed. For one, he didn't think Ling Xian's array skills would be so advanced. For two, he was in excruciating pain.
It was far too painful. Even someone with a heart of steel couldn't handle this for long.
"Admit defeat. I have no intention of making things difficult for you. As long as you don't interfere, we can live in peace."
Ling Xian glared at the Holy King, "Or else, I won't lose anything, but you will be in so much pain that you wish you were dead."
"You want me to admit defeat with this little bit of pain? You underestimate me." The Holy King coldly snickered and endured the pain.
"Then grit your teeth and endure it. I really want to see how long you can last." Ling Xian softly grinned. He closed his eyes and waited in silence.
"Young man, wait until I am born. I will make you wish you were dead." The Holy King's expression was dark. He was a powerhouse in the world, when has he ever been humiliated like this?
"I will wait." Ling Xian didn't even look at the Holy King and patiently waited for him to admit defeat.
Time passed by silently. After three hours, the Holy King couldn't handle it anymore. He gritted his teeth, "You win. I promise you."
"A wise decision."
Ling Xian revealed a smile. The Holy King was the last obstacle. For him to admit defeat meant he could fix the heavens.
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