Blood Servant Edict

Yu Qing lightly stepped on the ground again, and immediately, streaks of bluish-gray array patterns lit up on the spaceship deck.

The array patterns spread like vines, extending all the way to the gray transparent barrier.

The barrier shone brightly, condensing into dozens of gray chains that, like venomous snakes hunting their prey, raised their sharp heads and aimed directly at Song Wen and Jiang Wanyue inside the barrier.

Jiang Wanyue was on high alert. Strands of Taiyin Cold Qi swirled around her and Song Wen, instantly condensing into a deep blue ice crystal shield that protected them.

Song Wen, however, maintained his smile.

"Madam Jiang, prepare to break the formation!"

Yu Qing's body suddenly stiffened, and his eyes became empty, as if someone had taken his mind.

Yu Qing lost his focus, and the formation immediately went out of control.

The array patterns on the gray barrier dimmed instantly.

The dozens of gray chains also collapsed immediately.

Even the gray barrier began to shake violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Jiang Wanyue was slightly taken aback, then with a thought, she urged her natal flying sword to shoot towards the barrier.

"Bang!"

The barrier shattered instantly.

The flying sword, however, still possessed considerable power, sweeping towards Yu Qing's brow.

"Madam Jiang, stop! Spare her life!"

Song Wen suddenly spoke up.

The flying sword suddenly sank downwards, piercing Yu Qing's chest, and then emerged from his back in an instant, leaving a bloody hole as thick as a bowl.

Yu Qing was also thrown out, flying more than ten feet before crashing heavily onto the deck.

Blood gushed out, quickly staining the deck red.

The sudden turn of events shocked the seven Mahayana and Tribulation Bandit Cultivator under Yu Qing's command, but their feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, and they dared not move an inch.

This was because Jiang Wanyue's flying sword drew an arc in the air and hovered high above everyone's heads—chilling and piercing, its Sword Qi overflowing.

Yu Qing also recovered from her dazed state.

Although the wound on her chest looked frightening, it was not life-threatening; however, the Sword Qi remaining in her body had not dissipated and was rampaging, making it difficult for her Immortal Essence to circulate for the time being.

"Gu Huang, how did you do that?"

Jiang Wanyue's question also voiced the doubts in Yu Qing's and the others' minds.

Song Wen made no move whatsoever, not even mobilizing his Immortal Essence, yet he instantly seized Yu Qing's consciousness, thus reversing the situation.

"It's just a small trick, nothing to brag about."

Song Wen spoke lightly, but in reality, he didn't want to reveal the existence of the Shadow Void.

But to others, it was utterly appalling!

Such unpredictable and mysterious methods terrified not only Yu Qing, but also Jiang Wanyue.

"So... what do you plan to do with these members of the Yu Household?" Seeing that Song Wen was unwilling to say more, Jiang Wanyue changed the subject.

Upon hearing this, before Song Wen could respond, the seven Mahayana and Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators began to beg for mercy.

"Senior, spare my life!"

Song Wen laughed, "Madam Jiang, they are not the Yu Household of Myriad Plains Mountain, but Evil Spirit Cultivator."

"Evil Spirit Cultivator?" A flash of murderous intent crossed Jiang Wanyue's eyes and body, but a hint of doubt remained. "Why didn't I detect even a trace of Origin Qi on them?"

"It must have been hidden by some means."

Song Wen spoke, he moved and floated above Yu Qing's head, looking down at Yu Qing lying on the deck.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, am I correct?"

Yu Qing managed to suppress the chaotic Sword Qi surging within his body and stood up.

How did you figure that out?

"How I discerned that you were Evil Spirit Cultivator is not important. What I want to know is, you are only at the Late Lingxu Dao Immortal Stage, yet you dared to attack us. What is your purpose?" Song Wen said.

Although Yu Qing was injured, there was no fear in his eyes; his cold gaze was fixed on Song Wen.

"Your methods are unparalleled; I am ashamed to admit my inferiority. But there is absolutely no way you will make me grovel. Either way, I am going to die!"

"But what if I said I could spare your life?" Song Wen asked.

"You're willing to let me go?" Yu Qing asked incredulously. "Is this really true?"

"You are now like a fish on a chopping board, at my mercy. Why should I lie to you?" Song Wen said.

After a moment of silence, Yu Qing responded.

"Very well, I hope you will keep your promise afterward. My attack on you two was not intended to take your lives, nor was it for the treasures you possessed. Rather, I wished to use the Blood Servant Edict to plant Blood Servant Contract within you, thus turning you into Evil Spirit Cultivator as well."

"You have Blood Servant Edict on you?" Song Wen asked. "Show it to me."

Song Wen had heard of the 'Blood Servant Edict' many times, but had never seen it in person.

With Yu Qing produced a token in his palm.

The token was about the size of a palm, entirely crimson, and emanated an unusual fluctuation of divine energy.

Song Wen held the token in front of him, but did not touch it with his hand; he merely examined it from a distance.

"This is the Blood Servant Edict?! How do I use it?"

Yu Qing, "Human Race cultivators only need to use their divine soul power to activate the divine thought on the token, and the Blood Servant Contract will appear, entering the cultivator's Sea of Consciousness and entangled in their divine soul."

"Once the Blood Servant Contract is formed, one's life and death are no longer in one's own hands, but are entirely in the hands of the Void Demon. Why would anyone willingly become someone's dog?" Song Wen sneered.

"Your strength is far superior to mine, which gives you the confidence to say such things. But if you two had been defeated just now, you would have given a different explanation. In this world, there are many who have no choice but to compromise in order to survive," Yu Qing.

"That makes sense," Song Wen said. "How many of these Blood Servant Edict do you possess? And what level of Human Race cultivator can you control at the highest level?"

Yu Qing, "There are eight in total. My Void Demon master's strength is at the Late Lingxu Dao Immortal Stage. The Blood Servant Edict it bestowed can only control cultivators at the peak of the Lingxu Dao Immortal Peak. If it were forcibly applied to Profound Immortal Yuxiao, not only would the Blood Servant Contract fail, but it would also cause my master to suffer a backlash and be severely injured."

Upon hearing this, Song Wen found it unbelievable.

With eight Blood Servant Edict, plus Yu Qing, who already had a Blood Servant, there are a total of nine Lingxu Dao Immortal.

A Void Demon at the Late Lingxu Dao Immortal Stage can not only control peak Lingxu Dao Immortal Peak cultivators whose cultivation is one realm higher than its own, but it can also control a total of nine people at the same time, which is simply unbelievable.

The Void Demon Clan is indeed powerful.

"You are carrying eight Blood Servant Edict. Could it be that your master knows that a large number of Lingxu Dao Immortal are about to head to the Fengdu Poison Sea to search for treasures, and has specially sent you to expand your ranks?" Song Wen asked.

"What you say is absolutely correct; I admire you," Yu Qing.

"So, there must be quite a few other Void Demon who share the same idea as your master, right?" Song Wen asked.