Deep in Black Stone Fortress, Sheng Xiao'er sat with his legs crossed on the stone chair covered with Silver Silk Grass cushions. He supported his chin with one hand and his eyes fell on the Northern Region map spread out in front of him. On the map, there are The red ink marked Wind and Snow Pass's city defense distribution, patrol routes and the approximate locations of several formations. After a few glances, she lost interest, pushed the map aside, picked up a green Yingying spiritual fruit on the table, and took a bite.
Liu Qing stood behind her, standing with his hands down. The Flame Demon disguise on his body was kept watertight, with a burning breath in his breath, and the dark blue cuticle on the surface of his skin glowed with a faint luster under the fluorescent light. His eyes were lowered, landing three feet in front of his toes, with a respectful posture.
"How are things prepared?" Sheng Xiao'er played with a wisp of pink Devil Qi on his fingertips, speaking casually.
Liu Qing bowed slightly. "Master, one hundred jade talismans made by Youlun have been sent to Wind and Snow Pass according to your instructions. At present, all the jade talismans are in place and are just waiting to be activated."
"Devil Race's summons order has been issued. Thirty Devil Marshal's leading ministries have been assembled. We only need to wait for the signal tomorrow to attack from the east side."
Sheng Xiao'er nodded. This servant didn't talk much, but he did things quickly and never needed her to say anything a second time.
She didn't care much about these specific implementation details, as long as the results were in place. She threw the core on the table, picked up a clean cloth and wiped her fingers, her movements unhurried and slow.
"That Youlun is a useful talent. As for you, your qualifications are a bit lacking, but you are more intelligent and know what to ask and what not to ask." She paused, with a hint of regret in her tone, "It's a pity that I can't bring back Central Heaven."
Liu Qing buried his head even lower. "Being able to serve you for a few days is a blessing that Saen has earned over several lifetimes."
Sheng Xiao'er chuckled, she liked this answer, not flattering, not excessive, just right.
Liu Qing unfolded a roll of animal skin on the stone table, with the troop deployment and advancement route for tomorrow's attack marked on it.
His fingers moved on the animal skin, reporting the positions of each unit Devil Marshal one by one. At the same time, he asked seemingly unintentionally, "Master, what if the human monk doesn't cooperate?"
Sheng Xiao'er The corner of his mouth curled up in a meaningful arc.
"He will definitely cooperate." She tapped her fingers twice on the armrest, "I saw his Holy Blood Pill and Pill Formula. That's not a pill to break through Nascent Soul at all."
Liu Qing's fingers paused on the animal hide for a moment.
"That's Atavism Realm-Breaking Pill. Use the power of the holy blood to awaken the sleeping ancient blood in the body of the user, and use the power of the ancestors to break the bottleneck in one fell swoop. This elixir is useful to me Devil Race, Demon Race, and even the ancient Witch Race. This piece Although the remaining bloodline in the world is thin, it is still more or less hidden in the bodies of the descendants of all races. As long as there is a trace of bloodline foundation, it can be ignited." She tilted her head, with a narrow smile in her eyes, "But this is useless only for the human race. The human race has only risen for thousands of years. Now is the time when the human race is the strongest. Where did the ancient bloodline come from?"
Liu Qing nodded slightly, keeping his posture of bending and listening.
Sheng Xiao'er seemed very satisfied with this reaction and continued, "I checked that day and found that he is indeed a real human. Do you know what will happen if a human takes it? The power of returning to the ancestors will be stimulated, but no ancient bloodline can be found to awaken it. The whole force The energy has nowhere to go, it will completely lose control in the body, the meridians will be severed, the sea of consciousness will collapse, and finally become a brainless monster. Anyway, he is needed to hold down the human race Nascent Soul, and a monster close to the Nascent Soul Realm may be more useful."
After she finished speaking, she covered the corners of her mouth with her fingertips, as if she was amused by her own words.
Liu Qing lowered his head, the expression in his eyes was tightly covered by his eyelids.
"The master is wise."
Late at night. Liu Qing returned to his cubicle, sat down cross-legged, and activated the soundproof array. The spiritual barrier silently enveloped the entire stone room.
"Master..."
"Master heard it." Master's voice was solemn, "Master has never heard of the idea of 'Holy Blood Pill' giving birth to a baby in Central Heaven Great Region. What the witch said is most likely true."
"Then what do we do now?"
The master was silent for a while. "Qing'er, you have done enough. The previous information was almost discovered when it was passed on. Once it is exposed this time, not only will Netherworld Bone Fire not be able to get it, but your own life will not be saved. Believe me, it is not that simple for the human race to fight against Devil Race for so many years without losing."
Liu Qing opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Wind and Snow Pass through the narrow vent on the stone wall.
"Disciple understands."
His fists were slowly clenched on his knees.
Above the blood pool, True Person Xueying pushed with his thumb, and the cork popped open.
The drop of holy blood slipped out from the mouth of the bottle, like some kind of living thing, passing through the diffuse blood-colored steam and falling silently into the center of the pool. The landing point was about two feet away from Qin Tiexin, and closer to the monks who were still struggling to support themselves in the center of the pool.
The water in the pool did not boil, the temperature did not rise, and Spirit Rune did not jump violently. Nothing happened, and it was abnormally calm.
Jiang Ci stood behind True Person Xueying, his brows furrowed slightly. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something.
True Person Xueying stared at the surface of the pool, frowning slightly. He had been refining blood for hundreds of years, and his sensitivity to various Blood Qi had long been engraved into his instincts. After the drop of holy blood fell, he felt a very subtle change, and some kind of power in the pool was being awakened.
Then that pink color appeared.
Starting from the point where the holy blood fell, a very light pink halo spread in the water. It was like the slow and silent penetration of ink after it was dropped into the clear water. Where the pink passed, the color of the pool water changed from dark red to a translucent light red, and the smell of blood that filled the air had an indescribable sweet fragrance. The fragrance was very light, not fishy or greasy, but rather warm, and the smell made people inexplicably relaxed.
The monk standing closest to the spot where the holy blood fell reacted first. He blinked, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then his whole body fell limp as if all the bones had been removed, and he sank face down into the pool. There was no struggle, no shouting, and not even much splashing. After a few breaths, he floated up a little - only a white skeleton soaked in blood was left, and the muscles and internal organs hanging on the bones had completely disappeared.
One, two, three. Those speed-type monks were the first to suffer. They stood on the shoulders of the power-type monks, closest to the surface of the blood pool. When the pink halo spread, their eyes lost focus one by one, their bodies shook twice, and then they fell heavily from their shoulders. When they hit the pool, their bodies were completely limp. They sank very quickly and disappeared into the depths of the dark red water within a few breaths.
"Stand back!"
The roar of Ge Qing came from the other side of the pool, but there was no way to retreat. The pool was so big, and the pink halo spread from the center outwards, with no blind spots. Some people were holding their breath and concentrating, while others were mobilizing Qi and Blood to try to resist the inexplicable wave. Paralysis feeling so intense that someone tore off his collar and covered his mouth and nose. It was useless. That pink power did not spread through the air or penetrate Divine Sense. It dissolved in the blood pool and penetrated into the body along every pore in contact with the skin.
Qin Tiexin saw that pink color spreading towards him. The dividing line between dark red and light red on the surface of the pool was advancing at a constant speed and had already passed the center of the pool.
He raised his head and glanced at Duan Xuan.
Duan Xuan stood on his palm, looking down at him. There was no feeling in the soles of her feet, and corrosion lines climbed up her calves. She could feel the Paralysis feeling going up along the bone marrow. She also saw the approaching pink color. Then she said something to Qin Tiexin, her voice was very soft but steady.
"Tiexin, if I can't get out, tell my dad..."
She couldn't finish her sentence.
The moment the pink touch touched the soles of her feet, her body froze suddenly. Starting from the soles of her feet, all the muscles lost their strength at the same time, and her whole figure seemed to have been cut off by an invisible hand from the inside. All the strings were cut off, and she fell forward.
She fell down so fast that Qin Tiexin only had time to see the light in her eyes quickly dim at that moment. Her hand was still stretched out in the direction of Qin Tiexin, with her fingers half-opened, as if she wanted to grab something.
Then her face sank into the pool of blood.
Blood poured into her mouth and nose, soaked into her hair, covered her ears, and finally flooded over her head. Her body continued to sink in the pool of blood. The corrosion lines on the skin surface quickly became deeper and wider under the action of the pool water. The skin began to separate from the bones, and the clothes were corroded into pieces and scattered.
Qin Tiexin saw her turn her head. In the dark red light of the blood pool, her side face turned back and she took one last look at him.
"Duan Xuan!"
Before Qin Tiexin's voice could be fully spoken, Duan Xuan's whole body was completely swallowed up by blood and water.
Qin Tiexin's mind buzzed, and he had no more ideas. His right hand was still raised high, and her body temperature was still on the palm, but the weight in the palm had disappeared. He lowered his head and looked at his palm, which still had slight traces of corrosion.
Qin Tiexin feels like his body is about to be Paralysis too.
The pink power had touched his chest, and a deep sleepiness surged up from the depths of his blood, trying to overwhelm his consciousness. His head began to buzz, and the scene in front of him began to become blurry.
He used up the last of his consciousness to shout at the severed arm in his hand:
"Senior! Let's go!"
Immediately, he completely lost consciousness.
He used his last consciousness to shout these words in the sea of consciousness. This was the agreement between him and Broken Arm.
In anticipation, the severed arm would pull him out of the bottom of the pool, break through the formations and rock formations, and take him outside to the sky. He waited for the runes on the arm to light up, and for the unique tearing feeling when traveling through space. He waited for himself to appear on a strange mountaintop, a man covered in blood, holding the severed arm in his hand.
But, nothing happened.
He felt that his consciousness was being pulled deep by a pink force, a warm, soft, and irresistible tug. It was like being blindfolded, like being soaked in warm water, like having a long dream.
But before his consciousness completely blurred, he saw a few runes the size of rice grains.
Golden runes floated up from the amputated arm, passed through the blood, and slowly fell on him.
The moment the runes touched his skin, they suddenly spread. An extremely complex golden pattern started from his palms, spread along his arms to his shoulders, crossed his chest, and climbed up his neck, covering his whole body, changing the structure of the pink power that was seeping into his body.
The severed arm slipped out of his palm and floated beside him. The dark golden runes on the broken arm flickered, and there was a wave of extremely Elder Gu consciousness, with a feeling that he seemed to be recalling something.
[Is this... atavism?]
The consciousness paused for a moment, as if it was identifying something extremely distant. The voice was still very faint, as if it was talking to something that had been separated by countless years.
[It's interesting. Let's see what this guy and I are like.]
The broken arm became quiet again, lying quietly next to the position where Qin Tiexin sank, as if it had never moved. In the blood pool, more than 300 monks had all disappeared.
Only an occasional bubble appeared on the surface of the pool, and then it fell silent.