Inside the secluded cultivation chamber beneath Mysterious Heaven Peak, Cloud Master's face was pale gold, his entire body shrouded in a blood-red mist. Golden Saint and Silver Saint danced through the air at his side, mouthful by mouthful devouring the blood-red fog around him. From time to time, they even swallowed the carp that wriggled out of Cloud Master's body...
That was right—carp. Lifelike carp of all sizes, entirely condensed from black Battle Qi, constantly burrowing out from Cloud Master's chest, back, nostrils, ears, and other places, only to swim back in again.
If someone could produce such an effect while performing magic onstage, it would surely be refreshing and win a hall full of applause. But this was no magic trick. In this setting, it was enough to make one's hair stand on end.
Cloud Master's body seemed to have become a carp nest. Every time one carp burrowed out, his brow twitched into a slight frown, as though he were enduring immense pain. At the same time, the stench of blood around him grew stronger.
Yan Feiqing sat cross-legged in the air opposite Cloud Master. In her hands was a blood-red bead the size of a fist. As she held it in both hands and poured spiritual energy into it, a wisp of blood-red smoke drifted from the bead and bored into the spot atop Cloud Master's head.
On closer inspection, the blood-red bead in Yan Feiqing's hands was shrinking at a rate too subtle for the naked eye to detect.
At this moment, blood-red carp were emerging from Cloud Master's body even as that blood-red bead was channeling a strange energy into him. Between the two, some balance of consumption and replenishment seemed to be maintained...
Only after an hour did the blood-red mist surrounding Cloud Master