Deng Qing stared intently at the blood pool!
Tang Xingyao was overjoyed, as this conveniently avoided a choice. He hurriedly turned to Huang Changhe, " Elder Huang, the time has come, please make your move!"
Huang Changhe remained unmoved, pointed at Deng Qing, and said coldly, "As long as this brat is willing to come and help, I can certainly keep him in check."
As he spoke, he also kept his Vein Dragon below.
The bluish light reflected on his face, making his eyes appear frighteningly bright, revealing an undisguised greed.
Tang Xingyao saw this and became increasingly uneasy.
He glanced at the followers of the Donghuang Cult, who had also seen the Vein Dragon. They were all extremely excited, but none of them showed any intention of making a move.
Tang Xingyao's heart skipped a beat. "This is wrong, this is very wrong."
The two sides are fighting over the Wasteland Veins. Now that the Vein Dragon has revealed itself, why hasn't the Donghuang Cult made a move?
Could Deng Qing's prediction have come true?
"Is Huang Changhe Spy? Is the Donghuang Cult placing its hopes on Huang Changhe?"
Tang Xingyao took a deep breath, suppressing his unease, and patiently said, " Elder Huang, everything needed is ready. Why wait for Deng Qing? If we miss the opportunity..."
"Since Commander Tang doesn't trust me, he can find someone more capable. Why say so much?"
Huang Changhe interrupted coldly.
Tang Xingyao's face darkened.
Huang Changhe had already stood up, his gaze fixed on the distance, his face filled with the sorrow of having no way to serve his country. " Deputy Envoy Tang, whether you believe it or not, my sincere heart will never change."
As he spoke, he pointed at Deng Qing, "If this scoundrel refuses to come over, I'll go and get him myself!"
Before he could finish speaking, the other person had already taken to the air.
Tang Xingyao's eyes gleamed, and the armored soldiers behind him fell silent.
It turns out that the two stone platforms were more than ten zhang apart!
The area was filled with churning blood, with not a single place to step.
There are countless superb lightness techniques in the world, but humans are not birds after all, and cannot leap across such a long distance without any basis.
Huang Changhe was suspended in mid-air, his cloak billowing in the wind, and something seemed to be tied to his back.
After gliding five zhang like a large bird, his momentum gradually slowed, and his body began to sink.
Below, a wave of blood surged up at that moment, about to engulf Huang Changhe Huang Changhe, who then slapped it away.
With a loud bang, a large amount of blood gushed out in all directions, slamming against the nearby stone platforms with a loud thud.
Using the recoil from that palm strike, Huang Changhe rose higher and lunged forward.
Just as he was about to land, he struck again with his palm, and Huang Changhe was already flying towards Deng Qing, swaying slightly. Deng Qing had already retreated when he jumped up, and upon seeing this, he immediately activated his Collapse Step.
Huang Changhe spread his five fingers and grabbed at you.
Deng Qing spun around to avoid him and slapped his wrist with her palm.
The moment Deng Qing's palm touched it, he felt a powerful force strike him, making his arm go numb and his chest feel a surge of Qi-Blood and qi.
Deng Qing used the opportunity to retreat, but Huang Changhe kept moving and caught up. "With your pathetic skills, you think you're worthy to fight me?"
As he spoke, he flipped his right hand, and a faint golden hue appeared on his entire palm.
Mighty Vajra Hand!
Before the palm strike even landed, Deng Qing's clothes were pressed tightly against his chest and abdomen by the force of the palm strike, and he even had a moment of difficulty breathing.
"Lie down!"
Huang Changhe struck down with his palm, shattering the stone surface. Deng Qing spun around, seemingly blown away by the force of the palm strike, grazing Huang Changhe 'Huang Changhe arm as he circled around, landing behind him.
Huang Changhe whirled around, "What kind of weird Movement Technique!"
Deng Qing didn't answer at all, but instead turned around with a light step.
Huang Changhe struck again with his palm, the force of which almost grazed Deng Qing's back, sending stone chips flying.
Huang Changhe unleashed a series of palm strikes, his Air-Splitting Palm energy crisscrossing the air, while Deng Qing retreated and advanced erratically within a radius of several feet.
The surging palm force and flying debris kept flying past Deng Qing, and Huang Changhe's face had turned ashen.
This junior at the Bone-Forging Realm is someone I couldn't defeat even after several attempts!
Is there no justice left?!
He clenched his fingers, about to attack again, when suddenly a rapid stomping sound came from the southeast side of the stone wall.
However, Zhang Yan and several of his Senior Brother, cloaked and shrouded in cloaks, were moving swiftly along the wall, lunging towards them like geckos.
" Junior Brother Deng!"
Zhang Yan shouted loudly, rushing to the front.
Deng Qing caught sight of them, his expression changed instantly, "Go back!"
His shout was extremely loud. Zhang Yan paused slightly, about to speak, when he saw Deng Qing suddenly turn around and head straight for the edge of the platform.
Huang Changhe snorted coldly and swung his palm to block in front of him, forcing him to turn around.
Unexpectedly, Deng Qing showed no intention of turning back. He pushed off with his foot and leaped out.
Splash! Blood splattered everywhere.
Deng Qing was completely submerged in the blood pool. As soon as the surging waves subsided, he disappeared.
Zhang Yan remained frozen on the stone wall.
The other Senior Brother also stopped and stared at the spot where Deng Qing had fallen into the water, all stunned.
On the other side, Tang Xingyao and his group of armored soldiers were equally dumbfounded.
They could clearly see how those who had fallen into the blood pool were dissolved by the blood.
"Junior brother!" Zhang Yan cried out in anguish!
"How fiercely resolute this child is!"
Tang Xingyao murmured, his gaze towards Huang Changhe now filled with deep worry.
Huang Changhe's face showed no joy at being forced to commit Deng Qing; instead, it was ashen.
His persistent desire for Deng Qing's blood was not, of course, to pin down the Wasteland Veins, but rather because, ever since he learned that Deng Qing had absorbed the Wasteland Blood without undergoing Mutation, he guessed that Deng Qing had reached a new level in the Pure Jade Method Technique.
The blood of Deng Qing, who had refined the Wasteland Blood, was of great use to him.
That's why he ordered that Deng Qing's blood or his body be obtained.
But he never expected that Deng Qing would be so brave as to commit suicide by jumping into the pool of blood.
Just as he was sighing, a figure burst out of the water, its feet moving in quick succession, using the animal patterns protruding from the stone platform to leap upwards and flip onto the platform.
Everyone stared in disbelief.
Deng Qing is still alive and completely unharmed!
The power of blood was witnessed by everyone.
Deng Qing actually used the blood pool as a bathing tub? How is that possible?
Huang Changhe suddenly turned around, his face beaming with joy, but his eyes flashing with cold light.
It turned out that Deng Qing had climbed onto the stone platform where Huang Changhe had previously sat cross-legged.
As for why Deng Qing was unharmed after falling into the blood pool, it was simply because his current Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood was sharp enough.
It turned out that before Deng Qing fell into the water, he had already covered his entire body with Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood. Although the blood was ferocious, it was kept at bay by the thin layer of Blood Baleful Intent and did not directly touch his skin.
Only then can you leave safely.
Suddenly, Deng Qing raised a Wasteland Spike in each hand and shouted, " Lord Tang, and everyone else, look carefully! There are two kinds of Wasteland Spike here!"
One group is from the Command Center, and the other is from the Donghuang Cult!
This shout startled everyone around.
Tang Xingyao suddenly turned his head and glared angrily at Huang Changhe.
Huang Changhe's face darkened, and just as he was about to speak, Deng Qing kicked out, sending several Wasteland Spike into the blood pool.
"Those evil followers of the Donghuang Cult dare to try and destroy the Wasteland Veins! Dream on!"
Deng Qing said coldly.
The Donghuang Cult in the distance immediately became anxious. A Burly Man rushed to the edge of the platform and pulled out a bundle of Wasteland Spike from behind his back.
"You fool, you're courting death! Your grandfather has a backup plan! Elder Huang, take this!"
He swung his arms, and several Wasteland Spike flew through the air, heading straight for the stone platform where Huang Changhe was.
Seeing this, Huang Changhe was so angry he almost vomited blood. What an idiot!
It turned out that the stone platform occupied by Deng Qing was clearly covered with Wasteland Spike from the Command Center.
The Wasteland Spike that the Donghuang Cult had given him were safely hidden behind his back, concealed under his cloak.
This petty thief made a casual bluff, and before he could even explain himself, the fool from the Donghuang Cult jumped out and admitted it!
In an instant, several Wasteland Spike flew through the air and landed beside Huang Changhe with a clang.
Elder Xia of the Donghuang Cult noticed Huang Changhe's displeasure and shouted, "Brother Changhe, why bother with this act? You suppress the entire scene here, and none of them will leave alive. Let's go all out!"
He also disliked Huang Changhe's indecisive and secretive manner.
Tang Xingyao's eyes practically blazed with fire, " Huang Changhe!"
He drew his long sword, pointing it directly at Huang Changhe, "The commander entrusted you with the crucial task of stabbing the veins, and over a hundred soldiers risked their lives to follow you. Yet you secretly colluded with a heretical cult, betraying us to the hands of traitors! And you still dare to call yourself loyal!"
Even if you manage to escape this place today, the Imperial Court will pursue you to the end and hold you accountable for treason!
Before he could finish speaking, the sound of rattling chains suddenly came from beside him.
But Huang Bingyao, seeing that things were not going well, turned over and stepped onto the chains that had been set up earlier, and ran wildly towards Huang Changhe.
Tang Xingyao's body suddenly swelled up, and with a backhand slash, the precious sword gleamed with golden light, severing Huang Bingyao's head in one stroke!
With a thud, Huang Bingyao's mangled body fell into the water and disappeared instantly.
Huang Changhe stared coldly at Tang Xingyao, his eyes filled with extreme malice. He raised his arms and shouted angrily, "Since that's the case, then leave no one alive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, shouts erupted from all sides.
The Donghuang Cult in the distance leaped up, some climbing along the stone wall, others throwing out grappling hooks to grab onto nearby stone platforms.
In the blink of an eye, several ropes snapped open, and the followers of the Donghuang Cult rushed forward one after another.
"Form ranks!"
Tang Xingyao roared, "Hold the platform! Crossbowmen, fire! Don't let the thieves get close!"
The armored soldiers responded with a roar, three shields were raised in front, and several swords and spears emerged from behind.
As the crossbow strings rang out, a Donghuang Cult rushed forward was struck by two arrows in the chest, screaming as he fell into the pool of blood.
Those behind them, however, used ropes to leap onto the stone platform, and in an instant, swords and spears clashed, and shouts of battle filled the air.
Ignoring the chaos before him, Deng Qing kept his gaze fixed on the blood pool.
A bluish-green dragon shadow swam past beneath the stone platform at his feet, forcing the blood to part to the sides.
The opportunity is right in front of you!
Deng Qing grabbed a Wasteland Spike, cut his palm, and leaped down.
The Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood protected his body, and he gripped the Wasteland Spike tightly with both hands, piercing straight into that patch of azure light.
The moment the nail tip touched the dragon's shadow, Deng Qing felt a tremendous force rebounding along the nail.
The next instant, the entire Wasteland Spike shattered in his hand.
Startled, Deng Qing immediately twisted and leaped back, kicking twice to gain momentum. He then grabbed the edge of the stone and flipped up. Instantly, a large patch of blue light swirled in the water, causing several stone platforms to shake violently.
Then, a deep, mournful whistling sound came.
Tang Xingyao was filled with shock and anger. " The Wasteland Spike could never be so fragile. Huang Changhe must have tampered with it! That old scoundrel is ruthless!"
As he spoke, he tore a long box off the back of a soldier, opened the lid, pulled out a Wasteland Spike, and hurled it with all his might, " Deng Qing, catch! This is a spare nail, it hasn't passed through the old thief's hands!"
The Wasteland Spike shot towards him, and Deng Qing reached out and caught it.
Huang Changhe had already pounced through the air, his cloak billowing out, resembling a giant owl.
He continuously used the recoil force from the Air-Splitting Palm to maintain his airborne posture.
In the blink of an eye, he was upon them, shouting, "You little thief, how dare you ruin my plans! Prepare to die!"
With a shout, he used his five fingers, like hooks, to grab again.
Deng Qing activated his Collapse Step and swayed aside.
Huang Changhe's grab missed, so he unleashed a flurry of palm strikes, each one brimming with genuine rage.
Even with Deng Qing's exquisite Collapse Step, it was difficult to fully utilize it on the narrow stone platform.
Finally, a palm Air-Splitting Palm landed squarely on Deng Qing's chest, sending him flying backward and crashing into the blood pool.
Huang Changhe's palm strike was far more powerful than the attacks from the previous Bone-Forging Realm Martial Artist.
Although the Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood blocked 70% of the power, the remaining 30% still possessed the might to split stone tablets and shatter rocks.
In other words, Deng Qing had refined a large amount of Wasteland Blood, making his physical body far stronger than that of the Bone-Forging Realm expert; otherwise, he would have collapsed immediately.
Even so, the moment he sank into the pool of blood, a mouthful of blood welled up in his throat, and he could no longer hold it in, so he spat it out with a "pfft".
Fresh blood pierced through the protective Blood Baleful Intent and scattered into the pool.
The next instant, the entire blood pool boiled.
Countless tiny bubbles rose from below, and the blue light that had been drifting in the distance suddenly surged toward where Deng Qing was.
Deng Qing's eyes widened as he saw streaks of Green Sword Light coming from all directions, swirling and converging around him, vaguely condensing into a thick dragon's body.
Huang Changhe, who was above, saw it clearly and his expression changed drastically. He waved his hand and made a sweeping motion on his wrist.
A gash opened, and fresh blood gushed into the pool of blood.
As soon as the blood dripped, the blue light that had been converging on Deng Qing changed.
Some of them began to deflect and gathered at the foot of the Huang Changhe.
The two streams of blue light intertwined, and two rapid currents emerged from the blood pool.
Tang Xingyao stabbed an Donghuang Cult to death, and upon catching a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, he was furious. "So it was you, you old thief!"
He angrily pointed at Huang Changhe and shouted, "It was you, you old thief, who pinned down the dragon 'Donghuang Cult head earlier!"
While others were unaware that Deng Qing was the one who pinned the dragon's tail in the Command Center, Tang Xingyao knew it.
Deng Qing's blood could draw out the Vein Dragon, a fact unknown to others, but perfectly clear to Tang Xingyao.
This Wasteland Veins Wasteland Veins was pinned down at both ends, and only the two people who had already left their blood imprints could attract it. At this moment, seeing that Huang Changhe's blood had the same effect as Deng Qing's blood, Tang Xingyao could easily guess the cause and effect.
His words caused an uproar in the room.
No one expected that this elder of the True Yang Martial Sect, whom the Command Center relied on as an assistant, had already accomplished a tremendous feat for the Donghuang Cult.
Huang Changhe stared at the blood pool, sneering repeatedly, " The Imperial Court is tyrannical and should have perished long ago. What's there to be loyal to?"
I have cultivated myself diligently for decades; in what way am I inferior to those who hold positions without doing any work? Yet, they are able to enjoy offerings and issue orders simply because of their birth.
I wanted to ask for some resources for my spiritual practice, but I have to run around and risk my life for them, and I also have to be mindful of their attitude!
"Those good-for-nothings dare to order me around?"
Tang Xingyao was so angry that his hair stood on end. "You are supported by the Imperial Court, yet..."
"Support?"
Huang Changhe laughed loudly, "Those scraps of leftovers, you call that an offering? Haven't I wiped their asses clean enough for them?"
As the two were talking, beneath the water's surface, Deng Qing released Blood Baleful Intent that transformed into countless threads, coiling towards the Vein Dragon.
He had experience with the Wasteland Veins and knew that the Wasteland Veins was close to the Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood.
Sure enough, his Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood had barely formed countless strands when it entangled the Vein Dragon.
The blue light hovering at the foot of Huang Changhe suddenly converged towards Deng Qing in a large manner.
Huang Changhe was shocked, his eyes turning cold. He suddenly slapped his forehead, " The Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood! This fellow also obtained the Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood, truly heaven is helping me!"
Overjoyed, he immediately began to circulate his energy, his face turning bright red. Finally, a black Sphere appeared in his palm, much smaller than Deng Qing's Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood.
However, in terms of density, it far surpasses that.
Huang Changhe stared at the point where the blue light gathered in the blood pool and sneered, "The light of a firefly dares to compete with the sun and moon!"
You've come this far, you should be proud of yourself. No wonder you absorbed the Wasteland Blood but didn't Mutation; it turns out you had something to rely on."
He spread his five fingers, Sphere suddenly split into dozens of thin lines that pierced into the azure dragon shadow. He continued to mutter smugly, "Unfortunately, you're unlucky to have met me today. I'll show you what true demon-refining is!"
As they were speaking, the Vein Dragon suddenly jolted, its entire azure form straightening up.
It was as if Deng Qing and Huang Changhe were using the blue Vein Dragon as a rope, engaging in a tug-of-war.
Deng Qing knew that he couldn't rush things at this moment. If he rashly planted the nail, he wouldn't be able to hold the Wasteland Veins in place, and he might even disturb it and send it running towards the Huang Changhe.
He steadied himself and continued to extend the Blood Baleful Intent threads, which soon entangled Huang Changhe's Blood Baleful Intent threads.
Upon first contact, Deng Qing sensed that Huang Changhe's Blood Baleful Intent was far stronger than his own.
But he was not surprised but delighted, for the Devour Heaven Scripture could devour all living beings, and could refine any edible thing in the world.
Although Huang Changhe's Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood and Deng Qing's Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood are not from the same origin, they are of the same kind.
This perfectly aligns with what the " Devour Heaven Scripture " says: the best thing is to eat one's own kind.
He used the Devouring Devour Heaven Scripture to instantly refine a trace of Huang Changhe's Blood Baleful Intent. Huang Changhe immediately sensed this and was terrified. With a whoosh, he withdrew his Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood, his eyes filled with astonishment.
For a fleeting moment, he also considered that it might have been Deng Qing's doing.
But he suppressed the thought as soon as it arose. He was confident in his talent and had cultivated the Pure Jade Method for many years. He had also traveled through several Desolate Soil and spent more than ten years to obtain the Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood and condense it into its current form.
He didn't believe that anyone in the world could rival him in the cultivation of the Pure Jade Method and the application of the Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood, let alone a mere upstart like Deng Qing.
He assumed that the Vein Dragon had mutated and was now able to devour his Mystic Wasteland Baleful Blood.
In that moment of distraction, Deng Qing attracted all the Vein Dragon to his front.
The next instant, he gripped the Wasteland Spike tightly, letting the tip glide across his palm.
Instantly, blood soaked the Wasteland Spike, and Deng Qing swung the nail violently, driving it into the intersection of the scales!
With a hum, the Wasteland Spike the azure light, but stopped after only going in halfway.
The next moment, the entire Wasteland Spike was enveloped in azure light.
In an instant, a long cry resounded in all directions.
A blue shadow churned in the blood pool, and large amounts of blood were thrown into the air, causing the stone platform to shake repeatedly.
Deng Qing remained hidden in the blood pool, drifting with the current.
The Vein Dragon was still struggling, but the Wasteland Spike had vanished without a trace.
Each time it twisted, a deep rumble came from the bottom of the pool.
Immediately afterwards, a series of strange changes occurred, and the surface of the huge blood pool began to drop at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Previously submerged stone platforms and pillars have been gradually revealed.
Such a dramatic change caused even the two sides in the conflict to cease fighting.
The blue light in the blood pool grew stronger and stronger. When most of the blood had receded, the blue light had already disappeared into the ground.
Rumble!
The violent tremors reverberated in all directions, and even through the thick rock walls, the roaring sounds could still be heard coming from the mountains.
One sound followed another, as if the entire mountain range was responding.
Finally, the pool of blood dried up, revealing the Wasteland Spike.
Only half an inch of the entire Wasteland Spike protruded from the ground, and patterns of the Wasteland Spike and moon shimmered around it.
The sun and moon shining together, this is the emblem of the Imperial Court.
With this emblem now in place, everyone knows that the seventh dragon vein of the Liangshan Desolate Soil has found its home—it belongs to the Imperial Court.
Instantly, deafening cheers erupted from the Command Center post.