Yan Chihuo had not expected the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword to require so much blood-bane aura before it could advance into a spirit treasure. He thought to himself, A sword is a weapon of slaughter; it must drink deep of blood-bane aura before it can advance. The more blood-bane aura it requires, the greater the spirit sword's power will be. This Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword is truly no ordinary item. It seems I must gather more blood-bane aura.
He left the house and went to Gu True Person's room, calling him out. "I have some matters to attend to outside the city. I will certainly return before the Blood Moon disappears. Stay in Chaos City, and when you have nothing to do, help me inquire about the Ten-Thousand-Year Purple Ganoderma Orchid."
Gu True Person was startled and was about to speak when Yan Chihuo's figure flickered, and he vanished.
A blood-red full moon hung in the sky. The Crimson Blood Desert was peaceful, save for the occasional gust of wind carrying waves of thick, pungent blood stench.
Though the Crimson Blood Desert was filled with blood stench, such an intense concentration was exceedingly rare. It was coming from behind a dune the size of a small hill.
Behind that dune, a man in white stood suspended in the air. Before him floated an enormous mass of blood mist, while dozens of demon corpses lay scattered across the ground.
Before long, the blood mist vanished completely, revealing a sword.
The man in white was Yan Chihuo, and the sword was the Seven Absolutes Cold Mist Sword. Only three of these demons had been slain by him; the rest had killed one another under the Blood Moon's influence.
Yan Chihuo used Hua Qingping's method of gathering blood-bane aura to draw