Who Would Claim the Demon Eye Blood Bow

The three Yang Gods completely surrendered, and the Death Gate slammed shut. However, this time, Yang Yusheng did not retract the raging deathly hurricane, clearly intending to force them to make a decision as soon as possible.

"Daoist Friends, this is all the treasures we can offer besides our natal weapons and necessary cultivation resources. If it's still not enough, then we'll have no choice but to continue fighting," the old man with the goatee said helplessly, pointing to the three Storage Rings in front of him.

Yang Yusheng extended his divine sense, examined the area, and then nodded slightly.

However, just to be on the safe side, he still took out a Cause-and-Effect Contract interwoven with blood patterns and handed it over, saying, "Sign this contract, and our grudges will be settled!"

The three men, including the old man with the goatee, were not surprised by this and even breathed a sigh of relief. The fact that the other party was willing to take out the precious Cause-and-Effect Contract proved that they really wanted to settle their grievances; otherwise, there would be no need for them to do so.

The Yang Household didn't want to provoke unnecessary conflict, and neither did the three old men with goatees ever intend to create an insurmountable enemy for themselves.

That kind of irreconcilable conflict only happens among young people.

Even the Blood Qi Martial Cultivator, upon reaching this level, all understand how to analyze the pros and cons. Those who knowingly do the impossible are extremely rare.

After reviewing the contents of the Cause-and-Effect Contract, the three Yang Gods dripped their blood to formalize the contract.

Then, as agreed, Yang Yusheng opened the Life Gate and let them leave.

"Sigh, we've really bitten off more than we can chew this time. I never expected that little guy to be from the Lu Wu Realm and have such a powerful force behind him. What bad luck!" Xiang Lin said helplessly as he flew in mid-air.

"To be able to open at least eight hundred Apertures in just a few decades, such a Martial Dao prodigy is not from our Qiongqi Realm. It is truly a great mockery," the dark-skinned giant shook his head.

Then, he turned to the old man with the goatee and asked in confusion, "Brother Demon Eye, why did you hand over your Demon Eye Blood Bow? That treasure is far more powerful than your natal weapon!"

The old man with the goatee said helplessly, "Actually, I've wanted to give up the Demon Eye Blood Bow for a long time, but greed has been my obstacle, and I've been hesitating."

Although this treasure has been of great help to me on my path of cultivation, it has also posed considerable risks.

My age is not much different from yours, but I look so old. This is because the Demon Eye Blood Bow absorbed too much of my Origin Power, which greatly reduced my lifespan.

The Blood Arrow was destroyed in this battle, and the Demon Bow backfired, making it even more dissatisfied with me, its master. If you keep it, I'm afraid the next time you see me, I'll be a corpse.

Now, with the Purple Moon Army's power, I can overcome my greed and hand over the Demon Eye Blood Bow. Perhaps this misfortune will turn out to be a blessing in disguise, even beneficial to my cultivation!

"I see." Xiang Lin and the other person nodded slightly.

The three said no more, quickened their pace, and transformed into three streaks of blood-red light, disappearing into the vast sky.

Yang Yusheng put away the three Storage Rings, approached Yang Xuanwu, and respectfully bowed, saying, "Nephew greets Seventh Uncle!"

"Yes, Yu Sheng, the Purple Moon Army is getting stronger and stronger under your leadership!" Yang Xuanwu praised with a smile.

"It's all thanks to the Lineage's nurturing; otherwise, the Heaven-Connecting Heavenly Blood War would have exhausted the Purple Moon Army's foundation long ago, and it wouldn't have been able to grow," Yang Yusheng said, shaking his head.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xuanwu nodded, took out a porcelain bottle and a Jade Slip, and handed them to Yang Yusheng, saying, "This porcelain bottle contains an extremely precious treasure. I have already recorded the relevant information on the Jade Slip. When you lead the Purple Moon Army back to the Lineage to rest, give it to your Nineteenth Uncle."

"Alright!" Yang Yusheng took it and then asked, "Seventh Uncle, where are you going to travel next?"

" In the Central Plains, in the Boundless Marshes, at another Martial Dao Heavenly Stele!" Yang Xuanwu replied with a faint smile.

Yang Yusheng seemed to be deep in thought, then glanced at Yang Kun again before leading the Purple Moon Army away.

"Is this your nephew?" Yang Kun nudged Yang Xuanwu with his elbow and asked.

"Hmm! What, senior, do you know my nephew Yu Sheng?"

"I don't recognize him, but the Sha Qi emanating from this kid is incredibly strong. Even among Yang God level experts, there are only a handful with such a heavy Sha Qi!" Yang Kun muttered.

Yang Xuanwu chuckled. Yang Yusheng Commander the Purple Moon Army in countless battles, killing countless powerful figures and living beings. Naturally, he would accumulate an extremely strong baleful Sha Qi.

"Senior, I'm heading to the Boundless Marsh. Would you like to come with me?" Yang Xuanwu asked.

"Well, since you've been so kind as to invite me, I certainly won't refuse. Let's go!" Yang Kun strode off with a carefree attitude, and Yang Xuanwu followed with a smile.

One month later, at Purple Moon Mountain.

Even though it was winter, Great White Residence was warm as spring. The courtyard had eight evergreen scenes and flowers that never faded in all four seasons, which were very beautiful and fragrant.

Yang Tianyou sat back in Bamboo Chair, with two treasures on the stone table beside him.

A porcelain bottle containing seven drops of Heavenly Stele Stone Milk, and a strange, demonic bow over ten feet tall.

In his hand was Jade Slip containing information inscribed by Yang Xuanwu.

"Disciple of the Martial Ancestor, Martial Dao Fortune, Heavenly Stele Stone Milk..." Thoughts flashed through Yang Tianyou's mind as he murmured to himself, "It seems the great fortuitous opportunity of Xuanwu lies in this Qiongqi Realm!"

Through the Thick Earth Cauldron and the Acquired Fortune Cauldron, Yang Tianyou was able to clearly observe the Fortune of his Lineage members.

He had previously noticed that after Yang Xuanwu entered the Qiongqi Realm, his immense and prosperous Fortune began to flourish, which was clearly a sign that a great fortuitous opportunity was about to befall him.

Based on the information transmitted back from Yang Xuanwu's Jade Slip, Yang Tianyou was certain that his great fortuitous opportunity lay on this Martial Dao Heavenly Stele.

"And this Demon Eye Blood Bow..." Yang Tianyou raised his hand and gently beckoned, and the demon bow placed on the stone table landed in his palm.

Boom!!

An extremely terrifying Demonic Thought surged from the Demon Eye Blood Bow, and one demonic eye after another suddenly opened, bursting with demonic light, to envelop Yang Tianyou.

Strands of Devil Qi, like black worms covered in sharp teeth, desperately tried to burrow into his body.

Clang!!

The clear, Blade Cry echoed throughout Great White Residence. The Blade Force, which had broken through to the Great Perfection level, was like the supreme sun hanging high in the sky, shining with boundless and blazing light. Under this Blade Force aura, Devil Qi melted and dissipated rapidly, like light snow under the scorching sun, and were eventually compressed back into the demonic bow.

Yang Tianyou's pupils once again changed from pure black to a deep and noble white-gold color.

"It truly is an evil Demonic Weapon, but how come this aura matches Xuanyang's 'Blood Prison Demon-Slaying Canon' so perfectly? Heaven-Severing Dao Theft, Demon Eye Blood Bow..."