An astonishing immortal aura spread to every corner of the hall. Even though the altar was covered in thick and alluring blood, many Mystic Immortals could still feel the astonishing divine power fluctuations.
"This …"
"He is indeed refining the blood. He has advanced again!"
"He broke through two levels in a row."
The representatives of the major factions were shocked.
How long had it been? He had just broken through a small realm, and now he had reached a new height. One had to know that this was the Mystic Immortal Realm, not the Human Emperor Realm or the Illusionary God Realm. This was the Mystic Immortal Realm!
"Buzz!"
On the altar, Jiang Xiaofan's body was surrounded by immortal light. His body had become stronger.
"Alright!"
He stood up and stopped refining the blood outside his body.
Looking at his right hand, he clenched his fist gently and felt that his strength had increased by quite a bit.
He was now in the Mystic Immortal Realm, no longer the Human Emperor. After reaching the Mystic Immortal Realm, every small realm increase would increase one's strength by quite a bit. The closer one got to the later stages, the more obvious the difference in combat strength would be.
"Puff!"
He waved his hand gently and broke the blood miasma outside.
"Xiaofan!"
As soon as the blood miasma was broken, a graceful figure rushed over, bringing with it a fragrance.
Xian Yuewu had been very worried outside the altar. At this moment, seeing Jiang Xiaofan standing up, safe and sound, and seemed to have become even stronger, she was naturally very happy and ran over to him.
"Uh …"
Jiang Xiaofan could feel the delicate body of the person in his arms. His chest was pressed down by a pair of softness.
"Cough …"
He coughed twice to hide his awkwardness.
Xian Yuewu was shocked and immediately struggled out. She opened her mouth but did not know what to say.
"I'm fine."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled.
"Mm."
The young girl nodded.
Jiang Xiaofan held the girl's hand and walked down the altar. At the same time, the golden primordial spirit dissipated with a sizzling sound. It turned into a stream of light and shot into Jiang Xiaofan's forehead, returning to his divine sense ocean.
He walked down the altar and looked ahead.
His eyes were very calm, but after meeting his gaze, many people couldn't help but avoid his gaze. The strongest expert here was only at the seventh level of the Mystic Immortal Realm, and the weakest was only at the early-stage of the Mystic Immortal Realm. They felt that Jiang Xiaofan's gaze was like a sharp sword, and it pierced many people's eyes to the point of pain.
"Heh, heh, you broke through two layers of heaven consecutively. Congratulations, congratulations. As expected, the young master has a heavenly talent. Yaoyao admires you."
Lou Yaoyao leisurely stepped forward, her waist swaying.
"You flatter me."
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.
As the saying goes, one does not slap a smiling person. Since the other party had greeted him with a smile, he naturally would not speak ill of him.
"Yaoyao's words remain unchanged. She still wants to invite you to the Ancient Spirit Sect as a guest. What do you think?" Lou Yaoyao's clothes in front of her chest were torn to shreds, revealing more than half of her soft breasts. Her seductive appearance was unrestrained and enchanting. "Yaoyao can still make decisions in the Ancient Spirit Religion. I'll definitely be able to make you feel comfortable."
Her entire body was only covered by a thin veil, and her soft skin was faintly discernible. It was simply unable to cover the graceful body below. It was extremely alluring, and it was simply enough to make any man's beast blood surge.
Jiang Xiaofan had yet to speak when he suddenly felt his hand being grasped again.
Beside him, Xian Yuewu was like a child protecting her food. Although she did not say anything, she was clearly very nervous. She forcefully grabbed Jiang Xiaofan's arm and the corner of his clothes, afraid that Jiang Xiaofan would be abducted by Lou Yaoyao.
"Ha …"
Jiang Xiaofan secretly laughed in his heart.
He looked at Lou Yaoyao and shook his head. "I appreciate your kindness, but I'm very sorry. We really don't have time."
"Heh, heh, it's fine. When you have time, Yaoyao will welcome you at any time."
Lou Yaoyao chuckled.
Although she was a woman, she was clearly very shrewd. After being rejected by Jiang Xiaofan several times, her face did not reveal a trace of unhappiness. She was still full of smiles, enchanting and charming.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The strange vibrato sounded again, but it was much weaker than before.
"Bang!"
At the same time, the 16 Winged Divine Envoys outside the hall went crazy. They continuously used the battle spears in their hands to hack at the demon-sealing enchantment set up by Jiang Xiaofan, shaking out wisps of green smoke. Although they were already dead, they seemed to know that this place was very important. They still had that kind of lingering obsession.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The vibrato continued to reverberate, getting weaker and weaker.
The nine blood pools were almost empty. They were filled with corpses that were densely scattered.
Jiang Xiaofan swept his gaze across one of the blood pools, and his gaze fell on the heart in it. His eyes flickered with a faint golden light. He actually saw dozens of red silk threads under the heart. They were connected to the heart like blood vessels.
He frowned slightly because those red blood vessel-like things extended all the way to the bottom of the corpses. He used the divine light to protect the white-clothed girl beside him. He waved his right hand fiercely and directly scraped off the corpses above the blood pool, revealing the scene at the bottom of the blood pool.
"This is!"
When he saw what was at the bottom, he suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Not only him, but the other Mystic Immortal cultivators also had the same change in expression. Their faces were filled with shock.
At the bottom of the blood pool, there was a huge figure lying there. It was at least 20 feet tall and was facing them. This figure was wearing a blood-colored battle armor. There was a bloody hole in its chest. Dozens of red blood vessels shot out from the hole and connected to the heart in the blood pool.
Obviously, the heart was something that belonged to this figure.
This might have shocked the Mystic Immortals from the Great Water Tribe, but Jiang Xiaofan wasn't shocked about this. His gaze fell on the figure's back. There were nine blood-colored wings. There were five on one side and four on the other side. It looked very asymmetrical, but no one could find any flaws.
"Nine-winged!"
Jiang Xiaofan was shocked.
A Nine-winged Divine General from the Divine Race, an existence that was comparable to the Three Clear Ancient Kings!
He was a little scared. There was actually an existence that was comparable to the Three Clear Ancient Kings lying in the blood pool.
He quickly turned around and his right hand shone brightly. He didn't care about the other cultivators around him. At the same time, he waved his hand at the other eight blood pools and swept away all the corpses at the top.
"This!"
"What kind of monsters are these?"
"What are they trying to do?"
The representatives of the major forces were shocked by the scene in the blood pool.
Jiang Xiaofan wasn't calm either. There were also war puppets of the Divine Race lying in the other eight blood pools. They were similarly huge and wore blood-colored battle armor. They also had wings behind their backs.
"Seven, seven, eight, seven, eight …"
Jiang Xiaofan scanned them one by one. In the other eight blood pools, the number of wings on the backs of the war puppets was not very equal. Five of them had seven wings, while the other three had eight.
"They are using the blood to evolve?"
His heart skipped a beat.
Then, he quickly confirmed his guess. In the other eight blood pools, the war puppets at most had eight wings. Furthermore, some of the wings were very soft and fragile. It was obvious that they had just been born.
Dong!
Dong!
"Dong …"
The nine hearts were still beating, but unfortunately, they were very weak.
Outside the palace, the dead six-winged God Envoys were crazily attacking. Their eyes were blood-red.
"Only one of them has evolved into a Nine-winged Divine General …"
Jiang Xiaofan looked at the blood pool closest to him.
He looked at the altar above. It seemed like someone had been here before. The fourth silver copper plate seemed to have been deliberately placed here by someone. It seemed like it was suppressing the nine blood pools.
"Who is it? That person from back then?"
He frowned.
Apart from that person, he couldn't think of anyone else.
Bang!
A loud tremor sounded. The six-winged God Envoys outside the palace were still crazily attacking.
This also made Jiang Xiaofan come back to his senses.
He shook his head and didn't think too much about it. Instead, he looked at the nine blood pools again.
Although the hearts in the blood pools were still beating, their bodies were already dead. He couldn't detect any signs of life. After a while, he raised his right hand. Nine dazzling Sky Splitter Swords shot out and slashed at the nine blood pools. He wanted to completely destroy them.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
The blood mist dispersed. The God Race puppets in the blood pools were shattered one by one.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
The Sky Splitter Swords arrived one after another. They shattered the God Race puppets in eight of the blood pools.
However, just as the last Sky Splitter Swords landed on the nine-winged God Race puppet, something unexpected happened. The Nine-winged God General, who was already lifeless, suddenly moved. It dodged the Sky Splitter Swords.
"It's still alive!"
The Mystic Immortals from the Grand Water Tribe all had a change of expression.
Although they didn't know what kind of monster it was, the scene here was enough to know how terrifying it was. Even the six-winged monsters outside the door were shockingly powerful. This unknown creature with nine wings was definitely beyond their expectations.
"It's not dead?"
Jiang Xiaofan was also surprised. He looked ahead.
The Nine-winged God General had no signs of life. However, at this moment, its chest started to rise and fall. The exposed heart was also retracted. It rumbled. "Lowly humans, ants. You trespassed into the temple and offended me. All of you shall be killed!"
It was twenty feet tall and wore blood-red battle armor. Its two completely black eyes opened. It looked as though they were soaked in ink. It gave off an extremely demonic feeling.
Buzz!
There was a burst of blood light. A powerful aura spread out, filled with cold murderous intent.
It floated above the temple and looked down with its black eyes. It was like an ancient emperor descending on the earth. The domineering aura made the Mystic Immortals from the Grand Water Tribe change their expressions.
"Hmph!"
Suddenly, a cold snort was heard. It sounded like a thunderclap.
Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were flowing with a faint golden light. He looked up at the Nine-winged God General. "There's a living old man. Good. There are some things that I don't know …"
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