Before Blood Demon Youquan could finish speaking, countless golden threads interwove into a net, completely sealing off the space around him.
Pfft.
A series of dull thuds followed.
The demonic man's body split apart down the middle, instantly collapsing into hundreds of millions of drops of viscous liquid that splashed in every direction.
Yet the blood did not fall to the ground.
It hovered in midair for a fraction of a second before seeming to be seized by an invisible hand, violently contracting toward the center.
The blood droplets gathered, writhing and stretching into the outlines of sinew and bone, until that handsome yet demonic face was once more sculpted into existence.
In less than a second, Blood Demon Youquan stood unharmed atop the sea of blood again, even the folds of his robe exactly as they had been before.
"So that's it. You refined all the living beings of this world into your body."
Zhang Qi frowned as he spoke upon seeing this.
Considering what had happened earlier, he had already understood what Blood Demon Youquan had done.
"Hahaha! That's right! Within this heaven and earth, I am the heavens, I am the Dao! You cannot kill me, because the entire world beneath your feet is me!"
Blood Demon Youquan spread his arms and let out a hearty laugh, its force stirring the sea of blood beneath them into towering waves.
He looked down upon Zhang Qi as though admiring a trapped beast in his cage.
"Your abilities are quite impressive—the best I have seen in my life.
As long as you are willing to submit to me, once I thoroughly refine this world's origin, I can take you with me when I ascend and let you witness the splendor of the true Immortal Realm.
What do you say?"