One Step I

Zhang Rongfang was unwilling to break his promise regarding Ding Yu's matter, but now he was in an awkward position, and no matter what he did, he would face a dilemma.

It's not just Ding Yu alone, but also the Rebel Sect under his command.

They were so loyal to him back then because they wanted revenge against the Gods and Buddhas. But now Zhang Rongfang sighed inwardly.

'It seems we can only wait until later to find an opportunity to extricate Master Yue from this situation.' However, he didn't want to think any further about Master Yue's subsequent deductions.

Refocus your attention on the Attribute Panel in front of you.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the "Trait Talent" section where new characters were slowly appearing.

At the very bottom of all the talents, a new line of text is slowly emerging, gradually darkening.

'Super Hearing - Blood Echo.'

"???" What kind of talent is this? Zhang Rongfang was puzzled. He couldn't understand what this talent meant from the words alone, and his body hadn't changed at all.

He quickly focused his attention on this talent.

'Your hearing has been slightly enhanced. If Blood Descendant mentions your name or title from afar, the Blood Echo will provide you with a brief auditory response.'

The talent prompt only contains this one piece of information.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly fell silent.

This ability is quite similar to some kind of special ability he had heard of before.

Similarly, mentioning a name will trigger the subsequent information. However, this only applies to those of Blood Descendant.

Considering his previous abilities, coupled with his new talent at this moment, Zhang Rongfang suddenly had a strange feeling.

He seems to be heading in the direction of a pure Blood God.

'The Gods and Buddhas of this world seem more like extraterrestrial visitors, even the Blood God.'

Zhang Rongfang instinctively sensed the Blood God mark within the Blood Lotus on his back.

To his astonishment, the Blood God Vein Pattern within the Blood Lotus was actually smaller than before.

If it was the size of a fist before, now it's only about the size of an egg.

It has shrunk considerably.

What's going on?!

His mind raced. This ability, in a way, was useful, but in another way, it didn't significantly improve his own strength.

But without a doubt, this ability allowed the Blood Descendant to Further Progress transform into his tentacles and limbs.

He closed his eyes and focused all his attention on his ears.

The various sounds in my ears quickly became clearer and louder.

The sounds of wind, insects crawling, birds chirping, snowflakes falling slowly in the distance, and even further away, the long cries of some wild animals.

"If the abbot were here, none of us could escape. Those who break the taboo are destined to be punished." Suddenly, a man's voice drifted from afar.

"What kind of bullshit taboos are these? Don't think we don't know them. Being near him gives you that feeling of being drained of your blood at any moment, and there's also this inexplicable sense of closeness. At first, we thought he was nice and friendly, but after discovering it, all that's left is disgust and oppression!"

'So what if he killed a few people? Even if he gets caught, so what? He wouldn't just...'

The sound abruptly stopped, clearly indicating that the time for the Blood Echo had come.

Zhang Rongfang clearly saw a large area of Bloody Tracking red lines appear in front of him after he closed his eyes.

As the sound rang out, two of the red lines slowly lit up.

The speaker has clearly been marked.

His gaze swept across the area and he saw another line slowly glowing.

He shifted his focus, imagining himself reaching out and gently touching the target.

Another sound came through.

"To put it nicely, it's the Human Immortal Temple, where the progenitor of the Great Way of Human Immortals lives in seclusion in the mountains, detached from worldly affairs. To put it bluntly, it's a coward, suppressed and relegated to a small place by external forces, afraid to move."

'You said before that the Abbot killed the Spirit General, is that true?'

'Who knows? Probably just bragging, but the Human Immortal Temple does have some unusual features.'

The sound stopped again.

Zhang Rongfang calculated that it would take about five seconds.

After the Blood Descendant mentions his name, there is a five-second window to hear what follows. You can also hear surrounding sounds.

'The best use of this ability is for intelligence transmission; it allows you to deliver information to your side across great distances in a very short time.'

Compared to Bird Message, this ability is infinitely faster.

Aside from that, Zhang Rongfang was even more concerned about the shrinking of the Blood God within the Blood Lotus.

This seems to be related to some kind of improvement in one's own abilities.

Unfortunately, neither the Blood God nor the Wish Woman could communicate; these Innate God were completely different from beings like the White Scale.

'Something seems to have changed about you again.' Just as I was thinking of White Scale, her voice immediately echoed in my mind.

"Nothing happened," Zhang Rongfang replied.

"Something's not right. You seem a little different than before." White Scale wasn't so easily fooled.

"It happened last time too; suddenly one day, you were different."

"That's your imagination," Zhang Rongfang replied. "By the way, can you communicate with Blood God and the others?"

"No. Innate God usually stay in their own Void and don't easily show themselves. Their Void are extremely dangerous. Some are alright, at least you can find patterns, but many Innate God's Void are extremely chaotic, and you might get caught and die at any time." White Scale had obviously had a similar experience before, and he was still apprehensive when he talked about it.

"You say all gods have the Void, so what about yours?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"Of course I have one too. But my Void is just a small piece of scenery from my favorite hometown, nothing different," White Scale replied.

"Can I go in then?"

"Cannot."

Why?

"The Void is the core of every Gods and Buddhas's realm, where all our secrets are kept, as well as our most fatal weaknesses. Similarly, would you allow anyone into your most private and secret place?" White Scale countered.

"Indeed not." Zhang Rongfang understood.

"So, if I want to communicate with the Blood God, is there any way?" he asked again.

The shrinking of the Blood God's pattern within the Blood Lotus gave him a strange feeling, but it would be best to communicate with the Blood God face to face.

The prerequisite is that the Blood God can be communicated with.

"Then use your own Spirit Core. Aren't you at the Refining Spirit Perfection? Your Spirit Core has already condensed. You can use Spirit Core to contact the Blood God's vessel and see if it is willing to accept you," White Scale replied.

Indeed, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.

Zhang Rongfang was satisfied with unilaterally severing ties with White Scale; as long as he felt the intention to refuse, he could cut off his connection with her.

After all, the connection between Gods and Buddhas and Buddhas is mainly maintained by the Spirit Core that has been perfected through Refining Spirit Perfection.

Therefore, by slightly altering the rotation speed of the Round Ball in your mind, making it unstable, you can break it.

'So this is what's called the core of the Spirit Core.' He thought of the Spirit Core of those who Worship God; the two shared the same name, so perhaps there was some connection between them.

But right now, it's more important to try communicating with the Blood God.

Having received White Scale's hint, Zhang Rongfang quickly retrieved the statue of the Blood God from inside the cave.

This thing is extremely dangerous and could potentially affect and change people within a certain radius, so it's best for him to keep it with him. The same goes for the Wish Bell of the Wish Woman.

Zhang Rongfang pulled out the Blood God Statue from a large box in the corner, placed it in front of him as before, and then sat cross-legged.

He simply stared at the statue with both eyes.

The Round Ball in my mind began to slowly rotate.

How should I contact them?

He thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered the ability he had just gained: Blood Echo.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and made a sound. There were many names of the Blood God. He had seen them in that book, but he chose one of them in full— Bi Shi La Luo Da Xue Hun Tian.

This name clearly doesn't belong to any native deity or Gods and Buddhas of Great Ling.

As the name was repeatedly chanted, the surface of the Blood God Statue seemed to gradually turn a blood-red hue.

Zhang Rongfang did not close his eyes, but grayish-white mist gradually appeared before his eyes.

This is Doubtful Cloud Mist.

According to White Scale, this is to isolate other living things; it is a natural protective shield to prevent the power of Gods and Buddhas from spreading unchecked.

He opened his eyes wide and looked carefully at the Blood God Statue opposite him.

The cave was gradually filled with mist and completely submerged.

But apart from these, there has been no other activity.

Zhang Rongfang looked around, but still found nothing. The surrounding area was shrouded in white mist, making it impossible to see the Blood God.

But the appearance of these Doubtful Cloud Mist means that it must be coming.

Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang was startled, as if he had realized something.

He lowered his head and looked down at the ground.

The floor inside the cave had somehow become a smooth, mirror-like surface.

The mirror Reflection his own image and the Reflection of those around him.

Opposite Zhang Rongfang, in the mirror, a huge humanoid figure sat cross-legged in the same posture as him.

The humanoid body was composed of what appeared to be flowing, viscous blood. Its face was three meters long, and it had five eyes, with the whites of the eyes and the pupils composed of white fluorescence and black vortexes, respectively.

In the white mist.

One adult and one child sat cross-legged facing each other.

At this moment, Zhang Rongfang looked up again, and the Blood God had already appeared several meters in front of him.

That face, which had originally looked sinister and bloody, now exuded a quiet and gentle aura.

This is the Blood God.

Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath.

He achieved his goal.

Then he slowly opened his mouth.

Why did you help me?

The sound traveled out, but there was no response.

The Blood God sat cross-legged opposite, his five eyes slightly narrowed, as if he were smiling.

He stretched out his hand and pointed gently at himself.

Then he gently pointed to Zhang Rongfang.

With a crisp, clattering sound.

The Blood God's entire body suddenly collapsed, turning into countless drops of blood that scattered on the ground.

Just as Zhang Rongfang was about to speak, all the blood suddenly rushed towards him.

Blood seeped and flowed into his legs, but it felt like a phantom, without any sense of reality.

Before long, the Doubtful Cloud Mist.

Zhang Rongfang remained seated cross-legged, lost in thought as he recalled the scene from earlier.

Leaving aside the meaning of the Blood God, the question remains why all the blood it transformed into merged into its own body.

'The Blood God... Could it be that he intends to train me to be his Spirit General?' This thought suddenly arose in his mind.

But he had absolutely no reverence or intention to worship the Blood God. No God Worshipping, it was impossible to meet the conditions for becoming Spirit General.

He had received confirmation of this from his Master Yue.

The attainment of the Spirit General requires a willing and sincere heart. This is why Yue Dewen did not forcibly abduct him in the first place.

He shared this question with White Scale.

White Scale quickly provided the answer.