Deep in the Great Void above Layered Mountains Continent, a Daoist sat cross-legged, turning heaven and earth into a furnace to smelt all manner of thunder.
At a certain moment, Jiang Chen sensed something and opened his eyes.
"A crimson tide is spreading? What kind of power is this?"
He looked up at the sky. Seeing past its surface, Jiang Chen beheld a different scene: a crimson tide spreading across the heavens, boundless and endless. Within it, he saw flames and blood.
"This is the resonance of the Dao—the Dao of blood and fire..."
As he communed with heaven and earth, understanding dawned on Jiang Chen.
Though the Bloodfire Dao manifested chiefly as fire, its roots lay in blood. It prized slaughter, kindling fire from blood and consuming vitality. It could seize the lives of others to strengthen its own foundations, using acquired power to make up for innate deficiencies.
"An omen like this... has someone at the Dao Embryo level fallen in the Spirit-Void Realm?"
Jiang Chen's expression turned grave at the thought.
Dao Embryo cultivators stood at the pinnacle of the mortal world, and there were only a handful in the entire Spirit-Void Realm. The fall of one would surely shake the whole realm. But when Jiang Chen sensed more closely, aided by the Spirit Lord's power, he noticed something amiss.
"This power does come from the Dao, and it carries some power of incense worship. More importantly, there's a trace of an utterly out-of-place aura hidden within it."
"If someone really has fallen, then the fallen one must be a deity from beyond the heavens."
His nine thousand Yang Spirit thoughts collided as Jiang Chen considered every possibility.
"Perhaps this is an opportunity for me as well. Purple Lightning absorbed most of the Ancient Thunder Seal's power,