Ancient Demon Seizes Body

After Han Qingxue's explanation, Lu Chen finally understood what was more advanced than Spirit Jade.

Blood Marrow, a supreme treasure that enhances bloodlines.

No wonder it had such a great effect on him.

"I regret giving it to you!" Lu Chen said with a face full of regret.

"It's too late, I wouldn't give it back even if you beat me to death!" Han Qingxue retracted the Blood Marrow, her sword shot out like a rainbow, and blasted open the bronze gate.

The scene in front of them suddenly opened up.

"The Ancient Demon should be suppressed here!" Lu Chen rushed forward a few steps to catch up with Han Qingxue.

Han Qingxue nodded, "Be careful!"

The two of them unleashed their figures and headed straight for a hazy building in the distance.

When they arrived, they exchanged a glance.

What appeared before them was a massive stone platform.

A bronze pillar stood tall on the stone platform.

Half a demonic body covered in scales was chained to the stone platform.

Sticky black blood was everywhere.

The Ancient Demon's remnant body slowly raised its head, its vertical eye on its forehead fixing on Lu Chen, and boomed:

"Nine-Headed Demon Emperor bloodline, interesting!"

Lu Chen's heart trembled.

Even he himself didn't know what bloodline he possessed, yet this Ancient Demon saw through it at a glance.

He also suddenly realized and asked curiously, "Are the Blood Demons and Fierce Demons outside related to you?"

"Heh, you could say that, they transformed under the influence of my bloodline!"

"How do you know my bloodline? And what is the Nine-Headed Demon Emperor?"

"A slight sense of shared origin!"

"Shared origin?" Lu Chen's voice involuntarily rose a few octaves.

"Just the same origin for bloodline inheritance, but the species are different. Humans, heh, mere ants!"

Damn it!

Lu Chen didn't know how to respond.

"If you're so powerful, why are you imprisoned here? Are you just so-so?"

BOOM!

As if provoked, the Ancient Demon suddenly rose, and the entire platform shook with its movement.

But the bronze pillar behind it suddenly exerted a terrifying suppressing force, pinning it down on the spot.

"Have you been suppressed for many years? What is the purpose of King Yanbei's heir letting you out?" Lu Chen suddenly said, seeing that the other party's anger had subsided.

"Want to know?" The Ancient Demon suddenly looked up.

"Doesn't matter!" Lu Chen shrugged.

"I can tell you, but there's a condition!"

Lu Chen looked at him and remained silent.

"There's a sword above the bronze pillar, I can give it to you!"

Lu Chen's eyebrows twitched, and he looked up at the top of the bronze pillar.

"Careful!" Han Qingxue suddenly cried out.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The moment Lu Chen looked down at the Ancient Demon, its vertical eye shot out a purple light, instantly piercing into his mind.

At the same time, the Ancient Demon's soul appeared in the center of his sea of consciousness.

"How could King Yanbei's ants enter my dharma eye? Great Yan hadn't even been established when I was suppressed!"

"However, your physical body is well-honed, and you even carry a supreme treasure. Heh, it's all mine now!"

The Ancient Demon laughed heartily and shot towards Lu Chen's hazy soul.

The moment it touched his soul, the Myriad Manifestations Furnace suddenly appeared. With a wide opening, the Ancient Demon had no time to dodge and plunged its head in.

RUMBLE...

Boundless flames carrying astonishing power instantly blasted the Ancient Demon's soul into pieces.

"Impossible!" The Ancient Demon cried out in shock and rage. Its remnant body turned into a stream of light and crashed against the furnace wall, trying to break out.

But how was that possible!

It was just a waste of effort.

BOOM!

Terrifying flames enveloped its soul, drawing it into a vortex. Amidst its shrill screams, the Ancient Demon's soul transformed into pure, potent soul energy.

Lu Chen temporarily stored this energy within the Myriad Manifestations Furnace.

"Are... are you okay?" Han Qingxue's delicate face appeared before his eyes as he opened them.

Her deep, tranquil eyes held a hint of concern.

"I'll take that as you caring about me!"

"You might as well die then!"

Hearing Lu Chen's words and knowing the scoundrel was fine, Han Qingxue couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"You'll care!"

"I care, I care about you, you big dummy!"

Clang, clang!

Han Qingxue angrily smacked his head twice. The next time she swung, Lu Chen grabbed her small hand.

"Let..." Han Qingxue started to speak, but her body lightened as Lu Chen pulled her up.

Bang!

A powerful force pressed down from above. The two yelped and fell straight down.

"Are you crazy!" Han Qingxue's face turned pale with anger.

Lu Chen rubbed his nose and said in a low voice, "I wanted to take you up to see, but there's a restriction. I didn't know!"

"Do I need you to take me?"

"Hey, hey, hey, I was trying to be nice!" Lu Chen was dejected.

"I'll rip your mouth apart!"

Saying that, she pointed her long sword at Lu Chen's mouth.

Lu Chen quickly dodged, muttered a few words, and looked towards the high platform.

The Ancient Demon's corpse remained motionless. The bronze pillar moved on its own without wind, and the iron chains on the Ancient Demon made heavy clanking sounds.

Lu Chen threw out the Devouring Furnace, but it was also pushed back by a powerful force.

"I don't believe it!" Lu Chen threw out the Myriad Manifestations Furnace.

Boom!

The Myriad Manifestations Furnace shot towards the sky, accompanied by an astonishing devouring power.

The restriction was broken, and it reached directly above the bronze pillar.

Under Han Qingxue's astonished gaze, the Myriad Manifestations Furnace, with its mouth facing down, descended and engulfed everything.

It swallowed the bronze pillar, the stone platform, and the Ancient Demon's corpse entirely.

"How is that possible?" Han Qingxue's heart trembled violently, her face filled with disbelief.

This was a treasure used to suppress an Ancient Demon, its grade was definitely not low, yet it was still taken in by the furnace.

What kind of furnace is this?

Lu Chen reached out, and the Myriad Manifestations Furnace shrank and landed in his hand.

He tried to activate it, and the high platform instantly turned to dust, but the Ancient Demon's corpse and the bronze pillar were unaffected.

It would take some time to completely refine them; now was not the time.

Looking up and seeing Han Qingxue staring enviously at the furnace, Lu Chen suddenly smiled:

"Give me a smile, and I'll help you refine a furnace that matches your attributes!"

"Is your mouth always this annoying?" Han Qingxue replied coldly.

Lu Chen was speechless.

"You can't always be so reserved; it's bad for your cultivation. You need to let loose!" Lu Chen insisted.

"I can let loose, but not with you!"

Damn it!

"Then forget it!" Lu Chen waved his hand.

"How dare you! You said you'd help me, so you have to help!"

"Then smile!"

"I won't!"

"Then no deal!"

"It has to be a deal!"

"You're so shameless!"

"Not as shameless as you!"

"I'll be damned..."

Lu Chen was at a loss for words. Just as he was about to adjust his mindset and engage in a proper verbal sparring match with Han Qingxue, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked sharply into the distance.

A river of blood surged, with thousands of white bone lotus platforms floating on its surface.

The three Blood Sons were seated on three lotus platforms, with Blood Owl refining a Myriad Souls Banner in the center of the river.

Ji Wujue's bronze war chariot hung above the river, charging forward rapidly.

Behind them were even more Blood Spirit Sect disciples and King Yanbei's people.

"Lu Chen, Han Qingxue!"

Ji Wujue roared, about to make a move.

Suddenly, a figure lunged at Lu Chen like lightning.

It was Blood Nightmare, one of the three Blood Sons and Blood Owl's half-brother.

The urgency was naturally to snatch the treasure in his hand as quickly as possible.

The great saber in his hand emitted a sky-piercing saber aura, launching a killing blow immediately.

Lu Chen was furious.

His entire body's power boiled and converged onto his fist. At the same time, a terrifying demonic shadow appeared behind him.

As he moved, he unleashed a punch.

Spiritual Power: Earth Shattering Collapse Fist.

Dong!

A world-shattering roar.

The saber aura shattered, and the millstone-sized fist drove straight in, landing a punch on Blood Nightmare.

"What?" Blood Nightmare's face turned pale, and with a boom, he exploded into a mist of blood.

The fist's momentum did not decrease. Amidst the terrified screams of the other two Blood Sons and Ji Wujue, the entire river of blood detonated.