Schemes Upon Schemes

As the two vanished, the empty battlefield held only the sound of hurried footsteps. Belowground, black crystals in the pits and hollows began to glimmer.

Their glow was dreamlike, mesmerizing.

Rumor had it that a single drop of blood from a mighty ancient demon could melt the sun and moon, and a single glance could cleave rivers and seas. Even on other planes, beneath the crushing pressure of the Universe or a plane, such demons could cover the sky with one hand and pluck down the sun, moon, and stars. Their fighting power was beyond measure, their strength terrifying beyond belief!

Er Dongsheng had never believed it. How could anything be so powerful? It defied every law he knew!

But now...

The two of them stared at the pitch-black drop of Blood Essence, horror flashing across their faces as they hid in the water.

They had felt nothing from outside, but up close, waves of terrifying force tore at their minds. It was nothing but an endless urge to destroy, condensed into something tangible!

Black Flame roiled and burned, driving the crimson water away and leaving a hollow beneath the surface. Looking closely, that drop of Blood Essence was only the size of a thumb, yet it seemed almost to split space itself!

What was that thing? Was it really blood?

Incredible!

Such a thing should not have existed!

The Wind King stared at the terrifying drop from afar, making no attempt to hide his greed. Three hundred years ago, it had suddenly fallen here. From the mere trace of its blood he had obtained, and the knowledge it contained, he had completed the difficult process of turning a Wind Spirit into a demon. He now possessed a complete Demon Body, no longer that cold, stony form. He could breathe.