Volume One, Chapter Sixty-Four
Moreover, Zhao Fu's body could instantly transform into hundreds of insect beasts. Each of these insect beasts possessed Zhao Fu's origin power. To kill Zhao Fu, one had to kill every single insect beast. As long as even one insect beast escaped, Zhao Fu could swiftly recover his strength.
This was one of the First Evil Immortal's life-preserving methods. Whenever he encountered danger, he would use this move, making him exceedingly difficult to kill.
Zhao Fu had gained another means of preserving his life.
Besides the tremendous enhancement to the First Evil Immortal Bloodline, the terrifying Eight Forbidden Blood Art had also undergone great changes.
Zhao Fu stretched out a hand, and countless insect beasts linked together in a chain as they poured from his palm. Those insect beasts were not dead things; they writhed as though alive, their gazes savage as they waved their insect pincers and worked their jaws. They looked incomparably evil and twisted, filling one with fear.
Zhao Fu clenched his outstretched hand, and the countless insect beasts wriggled, changed, and shrank, condensing into a sword formed from innumerable insect beasts. The sword was three chi wide, its blade seeming to have been made by countless insect beasts fused and compressed together. One insect eye after another glared viciously at whoever looked upon it, radiating wisps of blood-colored aura.
Clang!
A sword cry rang out as Zhao Fu swung the sword in his hand. A massive blood-colored sword force slashed forward, and the ground, trees, flowers, and grass ahead were instantly gnawed clean as if by countless mouths. A huge pit a thousand meters wide appeared, its surroundings covered in teeth marks.
This was the true power of the Eight Forbidden Blood Art. It would continuously grow stronger by relying on the