"A fine little white mouse, dead just like that? Like hell it was!"
Aaron held the Blood God Gu in his hand.
This Gu was linked to Ding Xiadong by bloodline. If Ding Xiadong had died, it would have destroyed itself as well.
But now... it was perfectly fine!
He immersed his consciousness into the Gu and immediately saw another hidden chamber.
There was a blood pool here as well, though it was smaller than the previous one by more than a hundredfold!
Splash!
A pale white arm suddenly reached out from the blood pool and crawled along its edge. It was Ding Xiadong, stark naked!
"The arrangement here was triggered... I already died once?"
He muttered to himself, the expression on his face growing even more indifferent. "So be it... Dead is dead... What this old man's Blood God Scripture excels at most is staying alive! With the Blood God Eggs this old man set up, you'd have to kill me hundreds or thousands of times before you could truly kill me!"
"Emei Sect... Li Yingyun... the grudge between us has deepened another layer."
He murmured, pulling on a black robe.
"The reason the demonic path is called the demonic path lies in all its bizarre and unfathomable abilities..."
Watching this scene, Aaron sighed inwardly.
The Blood Sea demonic path was best at preserving one's life, so he was not surprised that Ding Xiadong had survived.
What he sighed over was... that the other man's cultivation of demonic arts had gradually gone down a perilous path. Earlier, he had even borrowed the Purple-Green Sword to sever the mortal part of himself, thereby stirring his demonic nature and truly refining the Blood Shadow Divine Art!
*Only a true demonic prodigy or a madman could think up something so unbelievable...