20demayo Chapter 294 A Powerful Move, the Spirit Treasure Magic Box
Chapter 294 A Powerful Move, the Spirit Treasure Magic Box
Chapter 294 A Powerful Move, the Spirit Treasure Magic Box
The Blood Seal Ancestor's perpetually gloomy face was now as stiff as a dried orange peel, and the blood-red aura that had been flowing freely within the hall also froze.
He stared at the figure on the high seat, his lips twitching as he tried to force a smile to ease the situation, but the smile was more like a grimace.
"Lord Xuanyin, we are all from the same demonic sect, and we'll see each other all the time. Why make things so awkward?"
He lowered his voice, with a hint of flattery and negotiation: "Could you grant me a little more time?"
This Blood Soul Seal is a treasure passed down through my lineage, and retrieving it will require considerable effort.
"I guarantee that twenty years from now, I will present the Blood Soul Seal to you with both hands. What do you say?"
For a Nascent Soul cultivator, twenty years is merely a slightly longer period of seclusion.
But in this tense hall today, this number sounds particularly jarring.
"Twenty years?"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun narrowed his phoenix eyes, his voice as cold as a blade slicing through ice: "Impossible! I want it today!"
It was a resolute decision, leaving no room for negotiation.
The Blood Seal Ancestor's face darkened, a hint of anger and panic flashing in his eyes. He spread his hands, adopting a "what's the worst that can happen?" attitude: "Then there's nothing I can do. The Blood Soul Seal is indeed not on my person, nor is it in the main hall."
"If Fairy Xuan Yin does not believe me, I can publicly swear a great oath against my inner demons."
The main hall was deathly silent.
Just as the stalemate was at hand, a detached male voice suddenly rang out, breaking the frozen air.
"No need. I'll go get it myself."
Chen Yi stood beside Xuan Yin, his eyelids slightly raised, his gaze passing over the Blood Seal Ancestor and landing directly on a figure in the corner at the back of the crowd.
Before he could finish speaking...
boom!
Golden light burst forth beneath Chen Yi's feet, and the air in the entire hall seemed to be instantly torn apart by some immense force, emitting a sharp bang.
too fast!
It was so fast that it was impossible to catch a glimpse of it; all that could be seen was a golden afterimage leaving a straight path of light in the hall.
Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and Chen Yi's figure had already disappeared from the spot.
In the next instant, he appeared like a ghost in front of the Blood Bat True Man, who was clad in a blood-red robe and trembling.
Blood Bat Real Person's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and the hairs on his body stood on end. A shiver from the depths of his soul made him want to scream and run away, but his body simply couldn't keep up with the speed of his thoughts.
Chen Yi remained expressionless as he extended his right hand.
The azure-blue Nascent Soul power surged between his fingers, like materialized jade, carrying an overwhelming force that could crush everything, and grabbed Blood Bat True Man's crown.
"Click."
The sound of the fingers clenching together and the bones rubbing against the skull is enough to make your teeth ache.
"ah--!"
Blood Bat Master only had time to let out a short scream before his voice abruptly stopped.
The terrifying magical power at the Nascent Soul level flowed through Chen Yi's palm like a bursting river, forcefully pouring into the Blood Bat True Man's body.
This force was anything but gentle; it aggressively surged into the meridians, dantian, and sea of consciousness, instantly locking down every movable joint and every wisp of spiritual power that Blood Bat True Man could draw upon.
Blood Bat Master struggled frantically, his eyes bulging with bloodshot blood, and the crimson magic power he had cultivated for many years instinctively surged out, attempting to break through this restraint.
However, all of this seemed so ridiculous in front of Chen Yi.
The meager amount of crimson magic power struck the azure-green confinement like a mayfly trying to shake a tree; it couldn't even stir up a ripple of Chen Yi's magic power before being mercilessly suppressed.
despair.
The absolute disparity in strength brought about a suffocating despair.
In his final moments before consciousness faded, Blood Bat Master only managed to utter a desperate cry for help in his divine consciousness: "Grand Uncle, save me—!"
The moment this divine thought was sent out, an even more terrifying divine power crashed down like a heavy hammer.
boom!
Chen Yi's divine sense forcefully crashed into his sea of consciousness, without any skill, purely using brute force to crush him.
Blood Bat Immortal's soul was instantly severely damaged, his consciousness was directly shattered, and he collapsed into Chen Yi's hands like a lump of mud.
"How dare you!"
A loud shout rang out in the center of the hall.
The Blood Seal Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot, and blood-red light shot into the sky from his body.
That was the younger generation he valued most, the hope for the future of his lineage!
He was being wantonly kneaded and squeezed in front of him, like a chicken or a dog being slaughtered!
"Chen Yi, you brat, you're asking for death!"
The Blood Seal Ancestor suddenly rose up, transforming into a thick river of blood, carrying a nauseating stench and a vile aura that corroded everything, rushing straight towards Chen Yi's back.
This attack, unleashed in fury, possessed astonishing power, even causing the restrictions of the main hall to groan under its strain.
However, at the very moment he took off...
"Hmph, you dare to make a move in front of me?"
A clear, cool female voice rang in his ear.
Blood Seal Ancestor's vision blurred, and Xuan Yin True Monarch, who was originally sitting on his high seat, had somehow blocked his path.
She made no extra movements, simply raising her hand lightly.
A ball of pitch-black, deep flame suddenly ignited around the Blood Seal Ancestor without warning.
Nine Yin Demon Flame!
This flame wasn't hot; instead, it exuded an extreme cold that could freeze the soul.
The Blood River magic power that the Blood Seal Ancestor was so proud of was rapidly melting and disintegrating before this black demonic flame, just like snow under the scorching sun.
"What...what is this?!"
The Blood Seal Ancestor was utterly horrified.
He could clearly feel that the demonic flames were not only burning his magic power, but also eroding it in the opposite direction, directly affecting his nascent soul!
A sharp pain originating from the depths of one's soul instantly swept over the entire body.
His nascent soul is shrinking!
His cultivation level is plummeting!
Even their souls were frozen by that chilling power, and their thoughts became incredibly sluggish.
He was completely routed upon first contact.
"Burning Samadhi! Xuan Yin, your demonic flames have actually reached the peak of the fourth tier?!"
The Blood Seal Ancestor let out a scream that was distorted in tone, his voice filled with disbelief and deep fear.
The peak of the fourth tier, Nine Yin Demon Flame!
That is a forbidden power that only the successive Grand Masters of the Demonic Sect can control, which is used to burn all kinds of divine consciousness and magical power in the world!
"Stop! Stop now! Don't burn it!"
Feeling his life force and cultivation rapidly draining away, the Blood Seal Ancestor could no longer care about saving face and immediately begged for mercy in a pitiful voice: "Great Hall Master, I know I was wrong! I am willing to hand over the Blood Soul Seal! Spare my life!"
"snort!"
Xuan Yin Zhenjun snorted coldly and flicked his long sleeves.
The black demonic flames that filled the sky instantly receded like swallows returning to their nests, disappearing into her palm.
In just half a breath.
puff.
Blood Seal Ancestor's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, panting heavily. His whole body was already soaked in cold sweat, and his face was as pale as paper.
He frantically examined his internal organs, his heart pounding wildly.
In that very short moment, his cultivation level actually dropped by a significant amount!
In particular, his bloodline essence, which was the basis of his fame and had a strong corrosive effect on righteous magic and treasures, was almost burned through!
Such a wound to the Great Dao cannot be healed without twenty years of arduous cultivation and nurturing.
And this was merely the power of a casual wave of Xuan Yin Zhenjun's hand.
Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.
Everyone fell silent, even deliberately lowering their breathing.
The Nine Yin Demon Flame lineage has a history of producing geniuses who have all grown into the Grand Master of the Demonic Sect. This statement is indeed absolutely true.
This demonic flame is so effective against the other sects of the demonic path who are not good at spiritual or magical defense that it is simply unreasonable.
Not to mention, during the three years that Xuan Yin Zhenjun was in seclusion at Yin Lei Peak, Chen Yi was there to massage and assist him, using Thunder Crystal Marrow Liquid to harmonize his body.
Her demonic flame divine power not only recovered its full strength, but also reached a new level, achieving a terrifying state of returning to simplicity.
At this moment, the Blood Seal Ancestor had no mind to care about his grandnephew.
Like a clay bodhisattva crossing a river, it can barely save itself.
Their Blood Soul lineage has suffered a decline in talent in recent years, and has not produced a second Nascent Soul cultivator.
This Blood Bat True Man, since he was severely punished for losing his spirit pet decades ago, has become even more determined to cultivate and has made great progress in the Blood Cultivation Technique.
In order to cultivate a successor, True Monarch Blood Seal had no choice but to lend the Blood Soul Seal, a treasure passed down through generations, to True Man Blood Bat so that he could study and cultivate, and use the power within the Blood Soul Seal to comprehend the rules of the Blood Dao in preparation for breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.
We are now at a critical juncture.
Unfortunately, the Fairy Xuan Yin needs the Blood Soul Seal on the very day she returns to the Demon Sect.
If he were to hand it over, Blood Bat True Man's path to advancement would be cut off, and he might even suffer a backlash.
That's why he gritted his teeth and made excuses, trying to buy time.
But who could have predicted that Chen Zhenjun, who was following Xuan Yin Fairy, would have such a keen sense of perception!
They were able to see right through the location of the Blood Soul Seal and immediately seize it without hesitation!
At this moment, on the other side of the main hall.
Chen Yi carried the unconscious Blood Bat True Man in one hand, his palm emitting a blue light.
hum.
A scarlet mark was forcibly extracted from the Blood Bat Immortal's brow.
The mark was carved from blood jade, exuding a strong bloody and malevolent aura. As soon as it appeared, it tried to break free and fly away.
Chen Yi's five fingers were like hooks as he grabbed the Blood Bat True Man tightly in his hand, casually played with it for a couple of moments, and then threw it on the ground like trash.
boom.
Blood Bat Immortal landed on the ground, but there was no reaction.
His entire body was extremely weak, and his face was ashen, like that of a dead man.
Without the support of the Blood Soul Seal, the foundation of his cultivation technique collapsed, and his soul and magic power instantly lost their support.
His cultivation level, which was originally at the peak of the Core Formation stage, plummeted like a deflated balloon to the ordinary late-stage Core Formation stage, and he was even swaying unsteadily.
What's worse, Chen Yi didn't treat him like a human being at all when he made his move, showing absolutely no mercy.
This act of forcibly stripping away one's innate magical artifact is like performing open surgery on a critically ill patient to remove the lesion, but without any stitching or hemostasis, leaving the wound open.
Chen Yi's domineering magical power and terrifying divine sense rampaged through the opponent's body and soul, causing immense damage.
The meridians are severed, and the sea of consciousness is cracked.
Even if such an injury were to be saved, it would be difficult for the person to recover for the rest of their life.
At this moment, everyone's eyes in the hall were focused on Chen Yi and the Blood Soul Seal in his hand that emitted an eerie red light.
Shock, fear, awe—a complex mix of emotions swirled in their eyes.
Everyone was curious: how did Chen Yi know that the Blood Soul Imprint was on this person?
The Blood Seal Ancestor's concealment techniques were extremely sophisticated, and even cultivators of the same level might not be able to see through them.
At the same time, they were deeply wary of the speed, technique, and vast magical power and spiritual cultivation that Chen Yi had just displayed.
This child, having just formed his Nascent Soul, already possesses such immense divine sense and magical power, comparable to a typical peak early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!
It should be noted that, with the blessing of the Blood Soul Seal, the Blood Bat True Man's strength far surpasses that of an ordinary peak Core Formation cultivator, and he can even hold his own against a fake Nascent Soul cultivator.
But in Chen Yi's hands, it was as fragile as an infant, without even the slightest power to fight back.
Rumor has it that Chen Yi is one of the top three Nascent Soul geniuses in Zhongzhou in recent years.
Seeing it today, I can confirm that it lives up to its reputation, and is even more ruthless and unfathomable than rumored!
Chen Yi patted his sleeves gently, as if he had just brushed away a speck of dust.
He ignored the astonished or fearful gazes around him, his eyes only lingering for a moment on the ashen-faced Blood Seal True Monarch, a faint smile curving his lips.
"You don't need to look at me."
The voice was steady, echoing in the spacious hall, without a trace of anger.
"Because the situation was urgent, Chen received the approval of Senior Xuan Yin, so he did not give prior notice before taking action."
Chen Yi opened his palm, and the dark red Blood Soul Seal lay quietly in his palm, emitting a faint bloody light.
"This young friend Blood Bat stole the Blood Soul Seal of the Blood Seal Palace Master without permission. I, Chen, have helped the Blood Seal Palace Master retrieve it."
He raised his eyelids, his gaze piercing Blood Seal True Monarch, his tone so sincere that no one could find fault with him: "Palace Master, there's no need to thank me."
Blood Seal True Monarch's chest heaved violently, a breath stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.
Thank you?
He beat his most valued junior to the point of life or death, and then asked me to thank him?
Chen Yi seemed completely oblivious to the rage spitting from the other's eyes, his gaze casually sweeping over the Blood Bat True Man lying in the distance.
The man was like a lump of mud, his breath so weak it was almost imperceptible.
"Of course, this young Blood Bat friend must have been injured."
Chen Yi paused, then changed the subject, his tone becoming more playful: "Presumably, the Blood Seal Palace Master wouldn't feel too much heartache for a Core Formation junior who betrayed the demonic path and stole treasures, would he?"
'
This accusation of "betraying the demonic path" effectively sealed off all of Blood Seal True Monarch's escape routes.
The muscles on Blood Seal True Monarch's face twitched, and his knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists.
What could he say?
Just now, in an attempt to shirk responsibility, he personally admitted that the Blood Soul Seal was "lost".
Now that Chen Yi has "found" it for him and also punished the "thief" in the process, it makes perfect sense from any angle.
He suffered in silence, unable to speak out.
The atmosphere inside the main hall was extremely oppressive.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a black robe.
She didn't speak, but stood there quietly, the black demonic energy surrounding her like an insurmountable mountain, firmly suppressing the entire scene.
During this time, although there are no fewer than four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Blood Path and Beast King lineages, they are usually influential figures in the Monster Beast Mountain Range.
At this moment, in front of Fairy Xuan Yin, these Nascent Soul True Monarchs were like mice encountering a cat, not daring to even breathe loudly, and none of them dared to make a move.
At the edge of the crowd, Xuan Shui Zhenjun watched this scene, his tense back finally relaxing, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately.
She subconsciously touched her neck, her palms sweating.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly beforehand, apologizing to Chen Yi and giving him gifts, thus adopting a humble attitude.
Otherwise, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't end up like that Blood Bat Immortal.
Others may not know, but she had heard a little about what happened back then.
Because back then, when Chen Yi left Qi State for Zhongzhou, this Blood Bat True Man chased him for a full 20,000 li!
As for what Chen Yi just said about not holding grudges?
Xuan Shui Zhenjun lowered his eyes, a cold smile playing on his lips.
In the world of cultivation, believe in nothing but "not holding grudges."
Just listen to this nonsense and let it go.
Xuan Yin Zhenjun's gaze swept across the entire scene, taking in everyone's reactions.
Her lips moved slightly, and a whispered message entered the ears of True Lord Huhe, who was not far away, secretly telling him the whole story.
Tiger Harmony True Lord, who was originally watching the show with his arms crossed, suddenly raised his eyebrows after hearing the telepathic message and looked at Chen Yi with a surprised expression.
He hesitated for a moment, then his lips moved slightly as he transmitted this cause and effect to the Blood Seal True Monarch, who was on the verge of exploding.
As a result, Blood Seal True Monarch froze upon hearing this, speechless.
A chase that lasted 20,000 miles?
So that's how it all started!
Blood Seal True Monarch's raging anger instantly turned into a bucket of ice water, chilling him to the bone.
No wonder.
No wonder this Chen Zhenjun was so ruthless, every move deadly, he had no intention of holding back.
This isn't about helping find the seal; it's clearly about settling scores!
Regret welled up within him. He regretted it deeply. If only he had followed Tiger Harmony True Monarch's example and led the younger generation to bow their heads and admit their mistakes from the very beginning, perhaps he could have preserved Blood Bat's cultivation.
Now look what's happened; this Nascent Soul candidate, whom we've painstakingly nurtured, is now useless.
Fairy Xuan Yin watched all this with a smile, and no one else dared to voice any objection.
Especially Blood Seal True Lord, who had no choice but to accept it.
Seeing that Chen Yi made no other move, he quickly flashed out of the hall in a crimson light and landed beside the Blood Bat True Man, who was like a pile of mud, to check on his junior's injuries.
After taking a closer look, he felt a surge of resentment; Chen Zhenjun had been incredibly ruthless!
His dantian was depleted, his meridians were broken, and his soul was severely damaged. In the depths of his sea of consciousness, there seemed to be a trace of domineering will remaining.
Fortunately, only his magical power and soul were damaged; his golden core was not destroyed, and his life was saved.
Blood Seal True Monarch took out a red pill and quickly gave it to Blood Bat True Man, then infused it with pure magic power to help it dissolve.
After a short while, Blood Bat's complexion improved somewhat.
As he regained consciousness, his gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on the figure in the blue robe in the distance, filled with fear and lingering dread.
too strong.
The overwhelming sense of oppression left him with no thought of resistance whatsoever.
Had he known this man would become so powerful, he wouldn't have pursued Chen Yi so relentlessly decades ago in the State of Qi.
"granduncle----"
The blood bat's voice was hoarse, trembling with tears as it transmitted its message: "Can my cultivation be restored?"
Looking at his junior's miserable state, Blood Seal True Monarch sighed inwardly and replied telepathically, "It's a bit serious."
"But after this matter is over, the Blood Soul Seal will return to your body. If you use it to nourish yourself for a few more years, you should be able to recover 80% or 90%. At that time, you can use heaven and earth spiritual treasures to replenish it, and there may still be a glimmer of hope for forming a Nascent Soul."
A glimmer of hope.
For cultivators, these four words are both a comfort and a judgment.
A glimmer of hope flashed in Blood Bat Master's eyes.
"Really? That's great!"
As long as it's not completely useless, there's a chance.
After the fear subsided, resentment welled up in his heart again.
"That Chen Yi is despicable! He was too ruthless. Once I reach the Nascent Soul stage, I will definitely get my revenge!"
Blood Bat Master was furious, but he didn't dare to raise his head or lash out.
At this moment, Chen Yi had already handed the last piece of the Blood Soul Mark to Fairy Xuan Yin.
Three seals gathered together.
Fairy Xuan Yin played with the mark in her hand and nodded in satisfaction.
"Let's go inside."
Xuan Yin waved his hand, his black robe fluttering, and led Chen Yi and Ning Bu'er deeper into the Holy Temple.
Footsteps echoed in the empty hall.
Behind them, Blood Seal and Tiger Harmony True Monarch exchanged a glance and quickly followed.
In any case, opening the magic box is a major event for the demonic path, and as temple masters, they must be present.
However, just as they were about to cross that threshold...
The Fairy Xuan Yin, who was walking in front, turned around and said, "Hmm? You shouldn't come in."
His tone was flat, yet it conveyed an undeniable coldness.
The two were stunned, their steps abruptly halting in mid-air.
Blood Seal spoke up: "Lord Xuan Yin, according to the traditions of the demonic path, isn't it the joint effort of the three lineages' lords to open the Demon Box each time?"
That's the rule.
This has been the case for thousands of years.
"From today onwards, this tradition is abolished."
Xuan Yin responded domineeringly, black demonic flames igniting in her hands, reflecting on her cold and domineering face.
"If you're not convinced, you can come and try it."
The demonic flames in her hand surged, and the surrounding space distorted slightly due to the high temperature.
That was the absolute deterrent power of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Blood Seal and Tiger Harmony True Lord looked at each other with bitter expressions, speechless, and had no choice but to stop.
Of the three major sects of the demonic path in the past, these two sects had the longest history and the greatest power.
The Nine Yin lineage either has a single lineage or its lineage has been broken, so it has never had much say among the three lineages.
This is the first time in thousands of years that a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator has appeared.
But now that they have reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, Blood Seal and Tiger Union have no choice but to accept it reluctantly.
In the world of cultivation, there is never any logic to it.
Strength is everything.
Xuan Yin snorted coldly and led Chen Yi and Ning Bu'er inside.
As we walked through the long corridor, the air ahead grew increasingly cold and gloomy.
With a flick of her hand, she unleashed a high-grade fourth-tier array.
As the array's light flashed, the heavy stone door burst open with a roar.
Further inside, the center of the temple was not the magnificent gold and splendor one had imagined, but only a deathly darkness.
A black platform stood alone in the center, on which sat a long box-like treasure.
The long box was entirely black, made of an unknown material, and covered with ancient and eerie patterns.
The Demon Flame Seal, Blood Soul Seal, and Beast Soul Seal on Xuan Yin's hand gradually merged.
The red, black, and yellow lights intertwined and eventually transformed into a stream of light.
Then it flew towards the long box containing the treasure, instantly entering the box and disappearing from sight.
next moment.
A terrifying aura that chilled Chen Yi rose from the black box.
There was no earth-shattering sound, nor dazzling brilliance.
But the moment this aura appeared, Chen Yi felt his scalp tingle and his heart clench.
It wasn't oppression directed at the body, but a terror that struck directly at the soul.
In his presence, Chen Yi even felt that his soul was like a candle in the wind, extremely unstable.
[It's actually a spiritual treasure, a kind of divine soul?]
Chen Yi was alarmed.