Half a quarter of an hour later, Qing Chen's devil aspects had forcibly pulled out most of the demon king's enormous spine.
The things attached to the spine were also laid completely bare before Qing Chen.
Thousands upon thousands of densely packed [Blood-Colored Fruits] were actually growing in the gaps between those enormous vertebrae!
These fruits varied in size, the largest as big as houses, and even the smallest as big as water vats.
"These fruits are the very ones that transported me between the different regions back then!" Qing Chen's gaze sharpened.
Their surfaces were not fruit skins, but a constantly writhing, translucent blood-colored membrane.
Through the membranes, various curled-up humanoid figures and demonic creatures were clearly visible!
Their qi and blood, divine souls, essence of magic power, or spiritual energy had all been extracted by this bizarre bone tree and sealed within these fruits, like nutrients not yet fully digested.
Sweeping his gaze over them, Qing Chen even saw some vaguely familiar faces.
Among them seemed to be cultivators from the various sects who had entered the Ancient Mansion's trial with him over a hundred years ago, but never emerged.
Sikong Zhaixing of the Condensed Jade Sect, Daoist Changxuan of the Dian Cang Sect, Ghost Blade of the Impermanence Sect...
So that was it... The so-called trial, the so-called fortuitous opportunity, also involved this great formation selecting blood food to replenish itself. Qing Chen felt little surprise.
The cultivation world had always been this cruel; he had merely risen above the rest back then.
"Nothing particularly impressive."
These blood-colored fruits might have been tempting to him a hundred or two hundred years ago. The qi and blood and soul power sealed inside were comparable to highly nourishing second-tier or even third-tier medicinal pills.
Moreover, with them, he could