Born Saint?

The endless blood-colored mist surged like a tide, covering everything. Threads of it, like rivers, quickly submerged the underground palace.

Jiang Lan sat cross-legged, his robes fluttering without wind. The blood river surged, seemingly traversing through the void of time, just lying there.

As the waves rolled over, the immortal corpse tumbled, as if even the universe was being drowned and devoured.

The Boundless River of Life, this couldn't truly be called a cultivation technique, as it lacked levels and divisions.

From the very beginning of cultivation, it transformed all the energy in the world into one's own life source, evolving into a river of life.

Life is endless, the blood river is boundless, with no upper limit. As long as one's vitality is sufficient, the power that can be wielded is infinite.

This was essentially a conceptual mental technique. Basically, no one could truly achieve endless life; the so-called infinite was merely a hypothetical state.

However, due to the Life Dao Fruit, Jiang Lan now possessed terrifying vitality that ordinary people wouldn't dare to imagine.

As long as the injuries weren't fatal, he could recover completely in a very short time.

This also made the Boundless River of Life the most suitable cultivation technique for him.

Inside the underground palace, the tremors grew more intense. The endless blood-colored mist completely enveloped Jiang Lan, forming a giant blood-colored cocoon.

At this moment, every cell of his body seemed as if it had been starved for countless years, madly devouring the incoming blood-colored mist.

Each strand of blood-colored mist contained astonishing and surging vitality. For other cultivators, it was a dangerous substance they wouldn't dare to touch lightly, but for Jiang Lan now, it was the purest energy.

He could clearly feel his skin, bones, organs, and soul undergoing earth-shattering changes, as if being tempered by true fire, undergoing a rebirth from within.

Abundant and surging power filled his limbs and bones, like a mighty river, vast and surging, finally transforming into a silent, boundless, dark abyss.

His skin shimmered with a radiant white luster, like jade, or like glass, pure and clean, emitting a faint fragrance, like a true Immortal Embryo body.

At this moment, all the beings and cultivators on the Blood-Colored Plateau could clearly perceive the changes in the world.

The blood-colored mist that had been drifting in the void seemed to be drawn by some force, surging wildly towards the depths of the Blood-Colored Plateau, causing some outer areas to become clear.

"What is that?"

A cultivator who had come to seek opportunities trembled and quickly transformed into a divine rainbow, fleeing towards the outer areas.

In the past moment, he felt as if his life was about to float away, separating from his body.

This strange and terrifying sensation was something he had never experienced before. His face turned pale with fear, and he hurriedly fled.

More cultivators and beings felt a sense of horror and trembling, and began to retreat.

Many areas of the Blood-Colored Plateau began to erupt violently. Demonic Beasts fled outwards frantically, as if trying to avoid something.

A thousand miles away, blood-colored smoke billowed, reaching straight into the sky. One after another, thick and boundless, like small mountain peaks, were bright red and vibrant.

The sky filled with blood-colored mist continuously poured in. The violent fluctuations that came from it made all the cultivators and beings on the Blood-Colored Plateau tremble with fear.

"Old man, what's going on?"

"Did something shocking happen there?"

On a low mountain peak, a man with a dark complexion but sharp, gleaming eyes stood there, looking back at the scene behind him, his eyes full of surprise and shock.

It was Ye Ming, who had fled not far from the collapsing underground palace.

On his palm, a blood-colored pattern flickered with a faint light, emanating a soul's aura. A hazy, smoke-like blood-colored figure slowly appeared in response to his words.

"This fluctuation of aura... it means either a rare treasure has appeared, or someone is collecting the blood-colored mist here..."

This blood-colored figure also said with surprise, "But this blood-colored mist is full of poisonous miasma, what's the point of collecting it?"

Ye Ming's face darkened, and he couldn't help but ask, "Could it be related to that mysterious man from just now?"

The blood-colored figure pondered for a moment before guessing, "It's possible, but I can't understand why he would collect this blood-colored mist. Is he planning to forge some kind of magical artifact?"

"I just want to know, what is the origin of that guy? This is the first time I've seen you so cautious..."

Ye Ming let out a sigh, his heart heavy. "If he's still in the depths of the Blood-Colored Plateau, and I go back in a short time, won't I run into him?"

"I don't know his origin yet, but he's very strange and mysterious."

"If I couldn't sense his aura, I could understand it if he had a powerful secret treasure to conceal himself."

"But why was there no aura fluctuation when he made his move? He just appeared out of nowhere. This makes me suspect he has some kind of Law-based ability..."

The blood-colored figure's tone was equally heavy. In his long life, this was the first time he had encountered such a strange and bizarre situation.

"Law-based ability?"

Ye Ming was shocked, disbelief appearing on his face. "But I clearly felt that his age shouldn't be that great, at most similar to mine. Law-based abilities, aren't those only usable by cultivators in the Tribulation Bridge Realm, or even the Feather Transformation Realm?"

The blood-colored figure shook his head. "You don't understand. This world is vast, and prodigies are as numerous as stars. It's possible for one or two anomalies to appear that defy common sense."

"It's just that now that I think about it, perhaps that guy also has a problem. Otherwise, why wouldn't he attack directly, but instead use this kind of power similar to a law? Isn't he afraid of his secrets being exposed?"

Ye Ming's eyes were filled with envy, his fists clenched. "To be able to wield the power of law from birth, isn't that being an Innate Sage? This Great Xia Dynasty is truly a place where dragons and tigers hide, even such a terrifying young existence has appeared."

"For his peers, isn't this an insurmountable mountain, destined to live in his shadow for life?"

The blood-colored figure looked at him with a bit of pity and sighed. "For prodigies of the same generation, encountering such a terrifying fellow is indeed despair and sorrow."

"So you need to be careful from now on. If that guy has a problem, once he recovers, he will definitely come to silence you afterward, he can't let his secrets be exposed."

"I don't know if the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect is here, but you can try your luck at the ancestral shrine of the Blood Immortal Sect. When I was wandering through various regions, I didn't know much about the Blood Immortal Sect. I'm not sure where the Blood Immortal Old Ancestor left his inheritance after he died."

Ye Ming nodded, understanding that this was not a place to linger, and planned to leave.