Assembling A Complete Boss Template

As she appeared, the entire world seemed to grow colder.

"What a beautiful woman..."

Ye Ming looked over, a deep sense of admiration flashing in his eyes, which he then suppressed.

He could clearly feel that the woman's strength was far greater than his own.

And now, she seemed somewhat angry, her clear, indifferent eyes scanning the surroundings as if searching for someone.

"This woman's strength is far beyond yours. If you don't want to die, stop thinking about her. Be careful, you won't even know how you died..."

The blood-colored figure slowly vanished from Ye Ming's palm.

Its ancient, deep voice echoed in his mind.

Ye Ming let out a wry smile. Even if he had the desire, he didn't have the guts. He immediately wanted to slip away and leave quickly.

However, a cold gust of wind suddenly blocked his path.

Accompanying a clear and indifferent voice, "Have you seen a man resting here?"

Ye Ming was stunned. He suppressed the extraneous emotions in his heart and shook his head, cupping his hands in greeting. "Replying to the Fairy, I only just escaped here and haven't seen anyone..."

As he spoke, he felt a pair of indifferent eyes scrutinizing him, as if trying to determine the truth of his words.

Ye Ming dared not look up, cold sweat immediately appearing on his forehead. He felt an immense pressure.

This woman was not only powerful but also very dangerous, someone who could easily decide his life or death.

"There isn't?" the woman asked, perhaps to him, perhaps to herself.

"Then have you seen a man wearing white clothes?" she asked again after thinking for a moment.

Ye Ming quickly shook his head, but he suddenly recalled the scene in the underground palace. The figure shrouded in blood-colored mist seemed to be wearing white.

Could this woman be looking for him?

"Fairy, I suddenly remembered. While I was fleeing just now, I think I did see a man wearing white clothes. He went towards the depths of the Blood-Colored Plateau..."

Ye Ming said immediately.

But before he could finish speaking, he saw the woman in front of him vanish instantly, turning into a fleeting afterimage that rushed towards the depths where the blood-colored mist churned.

Although Ye Ming was puzzled and a little envious, he did not dare to delay further, fearing that the woman might return. He quickly fled the area.

The entire Blood-Colored Plateau began to shake due to the earth-shattering phenomenon in its depths.

Large numbers of Demonic Beasts rioted, and from various mountain regions, torrents of Demonic Beasts surged out, a vast black mass.

Many cultivators who couldn't escape in time were trampled to death.

In the depths, blood-colored smoke billowed, like a great whale drawing water. As it swirled, the sky rumbled, creating a terrifying and astonishing scene with immense momentum.

In a city several thousand miles away, the closest to the Blood-Colored Plateau, cultivators noticed this anomaly and felt their hearts tremble, utterly shocked.

Seen from a great distance, the scene was magnificent and astonishing.

Blood-colored smoke streams pierced through the heavens and earth, as if reaching into the sky and the starry expanse, making the stars outside the heavens tremble and fall.

At that moment, the sects that noticed this astonishing phenomenon began to send powerful cultivators to investigate.

Various cities within Danzhou Prefecture also dispatched patrol teams, and simultaneously reported the changes in the Blood-Colored Plateau to the Sky Monitoring Department and the Immortal Suppressing Department.

Such a sudden anomaly appearing within Great Xia could not rule out the possibility of it being caused by some Immortal Sects, Dao traditions, or powerful cultivators.

Although Immortal Sects were free and unrestrained, within Great Xia, they still had to abide by Great Xia's laws and were not allowed to act recklessly.

In the depths of the Blood-Colored Plateau, Jiang Lan rose from the collapsed underground palace. The blood-colored light in his eyes receded, becoming calm and placid.

He did not continue cultivating. Firstly, most of the blood-colored mist in this place had already been absorbed by him, with little left.

Secondly, the disturbance here had already alerted various Immortal Sects and Dao traditions, drawing the attention of Great Xia.

If he continued to stay, he might be encountered by someone, especially since Li Mengning would definitely come looking for him out of concern.

"For now, I can finally be considered to have some strength..."

Jiang Lan was quite satisfied with this trip to the Blood-Colored Plateau.

The Life Dao Fruit was only in the first stage of maturity, yet it could absorb and devour the Blood Essence accumulated there for thousands of years in such a short period.

This terrifying speed was far from its limit.

Jiang Lan was currently unsure how much his life source had expanded and grown compared to before. Describing it with "immense" seemed insufficient.

He could clearly feel that his physical body and soul had undergone earth-shattering changes, as if reborn from fire.

The Boundless River of Life was not an ordinary cultivation technique, but a method of converting the energy between heaven and earth into a life source, and then using that life source to generate magical power.

Therefore, his life source was equivalent to the Spirit Sea that a cultivator opened up.

Generally speaking, when a cultivator in the Spirit Sea Realm first opened up their Spirit Sea, a range of a hundred zhang was considered exceptionally talented.

A range of a thousand zhang could be called a favored child of heaven.

A range of ten thousand zhang, rarely seen throughout history.

As for Jiang Lan's spring of life, it could be described as endless, boundless, and without any concept of range.

In this world, the cultivation realms are divided as follows: First Realm for the body, Second Realm for Qi cultivation, Third Realm for Spirit Sea, Fourth Realm for Illuminating the Profound, Fifth Realm for Soul Palace, Sixth Realm for Divine Abilities, Seventh Realm for Dharma Form, Eighth Realm for Tribulation Bridge, Ninth Realm for Feather Ascension...

According to this cultivation realm division, he hasn't yet condensed his soul through Illuminating the Profound, so at most he can be considered to be in the Third Realm, the Spirit Sea Realm.

"Now my cultivation level can't keep up with my magical power..."

"Meaning I have terrifying brute strength but don't know how to use it skillfully and precisely."

"However, this doesn't seem to have much of an impact on me."

Jiang Lan felt that with his current level of magical power, if caught off guard, he could definitely kill a Fifth Realm cultivator or even heavily injure a Sixth Realm expert with a single palm strike.

After all, he had absorbed the Blood Essence accumulated over thousands of years on the Blood-Colored Plateau.

His physical body and soul strength were sufficient to support him in wielding such vast and potent magical power. If he couldn't kill them with the first palm, there would be a second, a third... With powerful vitality supporting him, even if his physical body collapsed, he could quickly recover.

When it came to improving his cultivation realm later, he wouldn't have to worry about bottlenecks or obstacles; it would happen naturally and smoothly.

A despair-inducing health bar, coupled with a recovery rate that was monstrously close to being unbeatable, and a mana bar that would almost never be depleted...

Jiang Lan felt that if he could just replenish his soul strength and become immune to fatal injuries, he would have a standard boss template.

Then, his figure flickered, and he left the underground palace. The next moment, he reappeared in a narrow rift valley outside the Blood-Colored Plateau.

Not far away, chaos erupted. A dense flood of Demonic Beasts surged outward like a tide, kicking up clouds of dust.

In the distance, streaks of rainbow light streaked across the sky – cultivators fleeing for their lives.

Jiang Lan resisted the urge to test his current strength.

After his strength had significantly increased, his control over his vitality had become increasingly profound and terrifying.

He felt that with just a single thought, he could easily harvest this horde of Demonic Beasts like cutting grass, using them directly as nourishment.