The Evolution of the Blood-Colored Tattoo

Han Fei hurriedly went to the Woman in Black Veil's side and helped her up.

"Hey, demon girl, are you okay?"

The Woman in Black Veil shook her head. "Be careful, don't let this flame touch you, or you'll lose a lot of Spiritual Energy. The Seven-Colored Peacock isn't inherently strong, but if you lose all your Spiritual Energy, any beast can tear us both to shreds."

Another fireball flew over. Han Fei took a deep breath, picked up the Woman in Black Veil, and dashed towards a corner of the space.

Boom, boom... A series of four-colored fireballs followed Han Fei's trajectory, continuously impacting the rock walls.

Landing in the corner, Han Fei slowly placed the Woman in Black Veil on the ground.

Then, he darted towards another corner, simultaneously unleashing two streams of Sword Qi, attempting to draw the Seven-Colored Peacock's attention.

Of course, it worked. Perhaps the Seven-Colored Peacock's attention was already on Han Fei.

The peacock suddenly lowered its body, its four tails pointing upwards.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The power condensed on its tails instantly transformed into twelve orbs, drawing arcs in mid-air as they descended towards Han Fei.

Han Fei, holding the Broken Sword, charged directly at the Seven-Colored Peacock instead of retreating.

He had also figured out that ranged attacks were useless against the Seven-Colored Peacock. All Sword Qi or other Spiritual Energy attacks would be canceled out by the flames on its body upon contact. Only close-quarters combat could inflict damage.

Furthermore, due to his low cultivation, his Spiritual Energy wasn't abundant, so he needed to end the fight quickly.

At this moment, seeing the twelve fireballs descending from above, Han Fei could only rely on his speed to dodge.

Swish. The Power of Heavenly Dao circulated. At this moment, Void Walking reduced the obstruction of wind, and with the Power of Heavenly Dao empowering him, the surrounding Spiritual Energy became a part of Han Fei's body.

Boom. Han Fei's body was enveloped in a burst of azure gas, mixed with some golden gas.

The Broken Sword in his hand seemed to ignite with flames, but in reality, this was caused by the extreme density of Spiritual Energy.

"Dragon Slaying Sword Art Fourth Form: Curtain Call!"

Boom. The Spiritual Energy on the sword could no longer be contained. A large amount of Spiritual Energy swirled around Han Fei, forming a colossal Spiritual Energy dragon head on his body.

In the eyes of the Woman in Black Veil at this moment, a gigantic dragon head charged straight towards the Seven-Colored Fire Phoenix.

At this time, the fireballs from above continued to smash onto the dragon head.

Boom... A total of twelve fireballs smashed twelve large holes in the dragon head, but the riddled dragon head still collided with the Seven-Colored Peacock.

Bang! A wave of force erupted in the vast space. The Seven-Colored Peacock, nearly ten meters tall, passed through the dragon head.

As the force wave gradually dissipated, all the Spiritual Energy on Han Fei's body vanished. Simultaneously, a massive wound was carved into the left side of the peacock's body by Han Fei's sword.

Four-colored blood slowly flowed from the wound.

The Seven-Colored Peacock roared towards the sky. Han Fei slowly turned his head, breathing heavily. Clearly, this attack had severely depleted him.

Seeing the Seven-Colored Peacock raise its mouth, the Woman in Black Veil anxiously said, "Han Fei, it's going berserk! Finish it quickly, or we'll both die."

Han Fei turned around, and Spiritual Energy once again poured into the Broken Sword.

Boom. It seemed like the same move as before was forming again.

However, due to the extremely short interval between the two attacks, Han Fei spat out a mouthful of sweet blood, and the Spiritual Energy he had just gathered dispersed.

But Han Fei didn't give up. Before the Spiritual Energy completely dissipated, the Broken Sword began to madly absorb the surrounding Spiritual Energy once more.

However, the move this time was no longer Curtain Call, but the Third Form: Annihilation. The Fourth Form: Curtain Call consumed too much, and Han Fei could no longer use it. He could only settle for the second-strongest attack.

The Broken Sword in Han Fei's hand flew out.

A graceful sword light flew towards the Seven-Colored Peacock.

At the same time, above the Seven-Colored Peacock's raised head, it continuously spewed out four-colored flames from its mouth, forming a giant four-colored fireball above its head.

Han Fei could imagine that if this four-colored fireball exploded and scattered, with their current Spiritual Energy states, they would be utterly incapable of resisting. After their Spiritual Energy was depleted, they would perish in the sea of fire.

Therefore, Han Fei poured all his strength into unleashing a sword qi, even if it couldn't kill the peacock, he could at least attempt to interrupt its fireball.

The graceful sword light instantly swept across the peacock's neck. However, it was clear that the power of the Third Form: Annihilation was not that formidable.

After canceling out the flames on the peacock's neck, the remaining sword qi only managed to inflict a cut on its neck. Although the wound was not small, it was not enough to be fatal to the peacock.

At the same time, this attack further enraged the peacock.

Han Fei hurriedly used teleportation to arrive at the peacock's side. On this side, a massive wound was shocking to behold, and four-colored blood was still continuously flowing out.

Han Fei, having just appeared, didn't pause. He wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, then guided Spiritual Energy to merge with the blood.

He knew that Annihilation had not inflicted any fatal damage on the peacock, so he dared not stop, and could only attack with all his might.

The azure Spiritual Energy gradually turned blood-red, but this Spiritual Energy was clearly insufficient to offset the flowing blood, let alone inflict a fatal blow deep within the wound.

Therefore, Han Fei once again utilized the Power of Heavenly Dao. The Tai Chi symbol on his forehead lit up, and the surrounding Spiritual Energy condensed wildly.

Using the might of Heavenly Dao, he frantically absorbed the surrounding Spiritual Energy to use as his own. This was much faster than absorbing Spiritual Energy on his own.

The palm-sized blood-colored sphere gradually expanded, and its color slowly turned golden, the blood within clearly diluted.

Just then, Han Fei spat out another mist of blood, which almost entirely merged into the golden sphere before him.

This was not Han Fei intentionally spitting blood, but the backlash from utilizing the Power of Heavenly Dao to convert it into his own use.

Hongjun had once said that Han Fei's current cultivation was too low. He could use the Power of Heavenly Dao, but he could not convert it for his own use, otherwise, it would harm his body.

But given the current situation, Han Fei couldn't worry about that anymore.

A blood-red sphere of Spiritual Energy floated before Han Fei.

At this moment, the Seven-Colored Peacock also slowly lowered its head, seeing the scene below it.

Knowing what it was about to face, it instantly detonated the four-colored fireball above its head. Even though this four-colored fireball had not yet fully formed, it should be enough to annihilate Han Fei and the other person.

However, Han Fei and the peacock moved at the same time.

He clasped his hands together, and the four fingers lit up, immediately stabbing towards the blood-red Spiritual Energy sphere in front of him.

"Blood Qi Judgment!"

With a loud roar, the blood-red Spiritual Energy sphere directly entered the peacock's wound.

Bang! The explosion of Spiritual Energy sent Han Fei flying, directly towards the direction of the Woman in Black Veil.

The peacock's internal organs were completely destroyed by this Blood Qi Judgment. But at the last moment, it still detonated the giant fireball above its head.

Countless four-colored flames rained down like drops of water.

Han Fei had very little Spiritual Energy left, and was completely unable to resist these four-colored flames.

Within the Primordial Group, Hongjun intended to use his Soul Power to protect Han Fei.

But Chiyou said, "If Old Ancestor Hongjun makes a move, won't it expose the Group Leader's trump card? After all, there's still a young girl nearby."

Fuxi said, "Let's wait a little longer."

As soon as Fuxi finished speaking, in the corner, the Woman in Black Veil's hand flashed, and another hexagonal box appeared in her hand.

She threw the box out, and light immediately enveloped Han Fei. Several beams of light wrapped around Han Fei, forming a Spiritual Energy support structure.

Bang, bang, bang! The four-colored flames dripped onto the Spiritual Energy support structure, blocking a large amount of the flames.

But this was, after all, only a low-grade Magic Treasure, and it was a disposable item, extremely cheap. Therefore, it was impossible to fully protect Han Fei.

As expected, if there were only a hundred small fireballs at this moment, this disposable Magic Treasure could at most block sixty.

Moreover, this kind of disposable Magic Treasure could not be used continuously in the same place within a short period. Not to mention that she also had to cast one for herself.

The disappearance of the Spiritual Energy support structure caused the remaining fireballs to fall onto Han Fei.

At this moment, the Woman in Black Veil even covered her eyes, not daring to look, because she knew that without Spiritual Energy to resist, these fireballs would cause damage to the physical body.

The first fireball struck Han Fei's back. Han Fei's back throbbed with intense pain, and he immediately knelt on the ground. Then, the second and third continued to fall.

After more than a dozen fireballs, the rain of fireballs finally stopped.

But at this moment, white smoke was constantly rising from Han Fei's back. The Woman in Black Veil's fingers parted slightly, and she saw Han Fei's expression.

Han Fei did not seem to have been burned by the flames, but judging by his expression, the pain was certain.

"Ah!" Han Fei cried out in agony. A dazzling light suddenly lit up on his back.

Riiiiip! As the clothes on his back were burned away by the flames, Han Fei's upper body clothing fell to the ground.

At this moment, the blood-colored tattoo on his body seemed to come alive, as if it was absorbing the flames that dripped onto his back.

Crack, crack! With a series of bone-cracking sounds, the blood-colored tattoo suddenly moved. A phantom of a Kirin-shaped demonic beast swallowed all these four-colored flames. Then, the blood-colored tattoo turned seven-colored, and finally transformed into streaks of seven-colored tattoo lines, once again disappearing into Han Fei's body.

The blood-colored tattoo seemed to have evolved, changing from blood-red to seven-colored, not the four colors of the flames. Clearly, an evolution or mutation had occurred when the tattoo absorbed the flames.

Of course, what was most bizarre, and what puzzled Han Fei and all the Ancient Gods, was the origin of this tattoo, or what it represented. No one knew.