At this, Qing Chen gave a cold laugh inwardly.
Had Blood Fiend not lost his composure upon seeing Yun Zhao's remnant soul, Qing Chen would probably already have been driven into a dead end.
Even if it had come to that, he had never intended to surrender without a fight-he would detonate every Demon Banner, release the white bone essence accumulated within them over a hundred years, then let out every last body cultivator suppressed inside the Nine-Luminaries Glazed Vidyaraja Pagoda and have them detonate themselves in succession.
That still would not be enough. The spirit stones and treasures sealed in his ring contained spiritual power equivalent to over two billion low-grade spirit stones. He would sacrifice them all to the Wisdom King Tower in one go, staking his life on activating the treasure with his five-luminaries authority.
He had a premonition. Once unleashed, that strike would shatter stone and startle the heavens, and might even bring about consequences he himself could not foresee.
After all, he only had five-luminaries authority. Though the pagoda had been in his possession for so long, a hazy veil still shrouded it, preventing him from seeing its full extent.
But that was his final path: jade and common stone perishing together.
Above the Blood Sea, the thousand-zhang blood-shadow giant finally drew back its Mysterious Blood greatsword, lowering it to its side from its poised chopping stance.
The blood-shadow giant's aura also receded somewhat, no longer pressing down on them so hard they could scarcely breathe.
Blood Fiend replied, his voice emerging from deep within the blood mist. "Speak. What do you want?"
Huo Lifei seemed to have been waiting for those very words. Without the slightest hesitation, she laid out several clearly ordered demands.
"First, my Fire Seed. It returns to its rightful owner.