Blood God Immortality
[Blood God Son], this is the only cultivation method in the Blood God Scripture besides the fundamental cultivation method.
The only two clearly recorded major strategies for warfare.
This method does not involve alteration or physical refinement.
It exclusively extracts a wisp of Innate killing energy from the very source of the Blood Sea, which is extremely yin, filthy, evil, and violent.
The Essence Blood and spiritual power of the caster are combined to condense a blood shadow that is both real and illusory, and ever-changing.
This blood shadow is formless and intangible; only when it strikes does it reveal a streak of dark red Flowing Light, as swift as a fleeting thought in the netherworld and as rapid as a surging Blood Sea.
Its nature is extremely yin and filthy, and it specifically overcomes all methods of purity and spirituality.
When facing an enemy, all it takes is to lunge forward. No matter if you possess the golden light of Buddhist protection, the pure and mysterious Gang Qi of Daoism, the sinister armor of demonic cultivation, or even a magic weapon or Law Treasure Spirit Artifact painstakingly crafted, they will all crumble like boiling water in front of this blood shadow.
The blood shadow touches the body, without harming the skin or bones, but specifically devours the Essence Blood of life and yang energy within a living being. In an instant, it can absorb a living being full of Qi and Blood into a withered sack.
It is incredibly powerful, incredibly bizarre, and incredibly terrifying.
Some cultivators who have cultivated the Blood God Scripture to an extremely high level can summon tens of thousands of Blood God Son with a single thought.
By the window of the quiet room, the Daoist Youquan leaned lazily, a wisp of dark red blood swirling around his fingertips, within which countless tiny, tormented faces seemed to struggle and peek.
His blood-red eyes narrowed slightly as he felt the close connection between himself and the source of the Blood Sea, a cold and playful smile curving his lips.
"I was born recently, and although my origin is pure, my accumulated power is meager. At most, I can only condense and control ninety-nine [Blood God Son], that's my limit."
He muttered to himself, and the blood vessels at his fingertips suddenly receded beneath his skin.
"Fortunately, there is that mysterious and unpredictable [Law Technique Panel] of the main body."
And my Blood Sea Path is not picky at all—"
His gaze fell upon the azure sea and sky outside the window, but his eyes reflected a phantom of a mountain of corpses Blood Sea.
It would be convenient and quick to send a direct message to the main body, instructing the Great Sun Purple Ultimate True Lord to cross realms and take Xuanming away from the Dragon Palace.
Under the power of the True Lord, the Seven Stars Surrounding the Moon Sea and the Jade Jade Palace are nothing but a small puddle.
But the thought only flashed through Youquan's mind before he rejected it.
"Too wasteful." He scoffed lightly. "I will relinquish that [Xuanhuang Dao Attainment Method]."
Proving one's path requires not only the accumulation of cultivation but also a "match" of merit and achievement, attracting the attention and favor of the corresponding [Fruition Status].
He slowly straightened up, his crimson Daoist robe fluttering without wind, and a viscous, filthy, yet supremely murderous and majestic blood-red Daoist aura began to emanate from his body.
"The Great Dao of the Blood Sea is the most ferocious and ruthless path of slaughter in the world!"
To attract the attention of the [Blood Sea Fruition Status] that hangs high above the Long River of Time, ordinary cultivation and accumulation are simply not enough.
One must commit unparalleled acts of slaughter, condense boundless bloodlust, and use endless killing karma as fuel to ignite the Blood Sea Dao Fire, only then can one shake Fruition Status and seek that sliver of opportunity to attain enlightenment!
His gaze sharpened as he looked towards the Fang Hai met the sky.
That place was a more remote, chaotic, and bloody territory inhabited by alien races than Jade Jade Palace.
"This Vast Sea is teeming with foreign races, constantly at war. It is a perilous place for the people of the Central Land, but for my Blood Sea Dharma Body—"
The wicked smile on Youquan's face became unrestrained and ferocious.
"It's practically tailor-made, a supreme treasure trove for accumulating killing karma!"
"Those alien races Non-Self my kind, but their Qi and Blood, Divine Soul are excellent resources for strengthening my Blood Sea Dao cultivation."
Instead of rushing to rescue people and leaving, why not take this opportunity to "cultivate" the land properly!
She lightly tapped her smooth chin, and the last trace of hesitation in Youquan's eyes vanished, replaced by pure, cold, blood-red light.
Before he could finish speaking, his entire body suddenly transformed into a thick, viscous, churning cloud of blood-red mist with a soft "bang."
The blood mist, as if alive, instantly pierced through the window frame and merged into the sea breeze outside, leaving no trace.
The Bone-Eroding Nether Sea is located 70,000 li northwest of the Jade Jade Palace.
This place is shrouded year-round in a layer of grayish-green miasma that exudes a faint, sweet, and rotten smell.
The seawater was murky and viscous, with an unsettling dark green hue, and no ordinary fish or shrimp were visible underwater.
Only various strangely shaped, ferocious-looking, and sharp-mouthed deep-sea venomous insects and mutated sea monsters devour each other.
On the sea surface, there were scattered strange T-shaped structures made of pale bones, decaying seaweed, and some kind of secretion.
islands".
This place is inhabited by a notorious sea creature—the Cancer Puppet.
This race is similar in appearance to humans, but taller and thinner, with grayish-green skin covered in slippery mucus and keratinous growths.
The skull is long and narrow, the mouth extends to the ears, and the mouth is filled with numerous fine, backward-pointing, sharp teeth. The eyes are degenerate, replaced by several pairs of teeth, each about three hundred in number, on the forehead.
The compound eyes, rotating sixty degrees, gleamed with a cruel and cunning light.
They do not cultivate their Primordial Spirit or refine Law Treasure; instead, they focus on nurturing and driving various sea monsters fed with their own Essence Blood and resentment.
These sea creatures range in size from tiny gnats to enormous pythons, and come in all sorts of bizarre shapes, all possessing deadly poison, bone-corroding, and soul-devouring abilities.
The Puppet Clan uses these tools for defense, hunting, and even nest building. Wherever they go, all life vanishes, leaving only pale skeletons devoured by insects.
The Puppet Clan is inherently cruel and greedy, viewing all other living beings as prey and insect feed. They often take the initiative to attack passing cultivators and caravans, and even harass the territories of other alien races.
This sea area is a source of plague that strikes fear into the hearts of all who know it; the killings are countless, and the resentment is as solid as a tangible substance.
At this moment, deep within the Bone-Eroding Nether Sea, in a grotesque lair constructed from countless enormous sea beast skulls, tens of thousands of puppets are holding a bloody "Harvest Festival."
The altar was piled high with the remains of various creatures recently plundered, with countless sea monsters burrowing in and out, making a sickening "rustling" sound.
The puppets circled the altar, performing a twisted and eerie dance, emitting hoarse and piercing howls. A thick aura of blood, resentment, and madness rose into the sky, staining the gray-green poisonous miasma above with a dark red hue.
Just then, from the edge of the nest, an inconspicuous wisp of grayish-green sea mist quietly drifted in, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment.
In the mist, a pair of blood-red pupils slowly opened, coldly gazing upon this bloody carnival.
"Indeed, this is a treasure land."
The whispers of the Youquan echoed through the mist, carrying undisguised satisfaction and murderous intent.
"A foul and violent aura, entangled in murderous karma, and teeming with vengeful spirits—just the kind of 'hard dish' that suits my Blood Sea perfectly."
"Slaying such alien races will greatly nourish and strengthen my Blood Sea cultivation with their boundless killing karma and resentment! Brilliant!"
He no longer hid.
"Hehe----Let us begin with you, and offer the first generous gift to my Dao Path of the Blood Sea!"
Before the laughter subsided, the blood mist formed from the Youquan suddenly expanded and spread!
In the blink of an eye, it covered a large area at the entrance to the nest.
The blood mist churned, from which came countless Divine Soul screams and the sound of viscous blood waves surging, chilling to the bone!
The next moment -
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"
A piercingly sharp sound, like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, burst forth from the blood mist!
Those were streaks of dark red blood!
The number is so large that at first glance there are nearly a hundred!
They resembled human figures, yet were illusory and blurry, faster than lightning, with unpredictable and bizarre trajectories, exuding a terrifying Daoist aura of extreme yin and filth that devoured all life!
It was Youquan who had unleashed ninety-nine Blood God Son at his current limit!
As soon as these Blood God Son appeared, they pounced on their prey like hungry ghosts, without hesitation attacking all the nearest Cancer Puppet Clan members and the sea they controlled!
"Hiss--!"
A towering, bone-bladed puppet warrior, over ten feet tall, was the first to be attacked.
Before it could even see what was coming, it felt a cold wind rush towards it, and the protective gray-green insect poison light on its body dimmed and dissolved instantly, like paper.
Immediately, a chilling, soul-deep suction force enveloped my entire body!
Just a breath!
This cancerous puppet warrior, comparable to the Qi Refining Great Perfection, transformed from a ferocious beast into a pale skeleton wrapped in loose skin, which then crumbled to the ground with a "crack".
Even the natal marine cancer cultivated within its body could not escape it.
The moment the Blood God Son passed by, all its poison and life force were drained, turning it into ashes.
And this is just the beginning.
Nearly a hundred Blood God Son were like sparks thrown into boiling oil, unleashing a destructive storm in the Cancer Puppet Clan's lair!
They ignored the poisonous miasma spewed by the Puppet Clan, the swarms of insects they commanded, and the eerie glow of their bone blades.
Any form of attack or defense pales in comparison to the Blood God Son's ability to shatter all laws and devour all life force.
Where the bloodstains passed, a chilling wind swept through.
All that remained were a pile of rapidly drying, collapsing bones and insect carcasses.
The Puppet Clan's mighty sea army was nothing but a joke in front of the Blood God Son.
Those tiny poisons vanished into dust the moment the blood shadow swept past them, and those huge, ferocious battle parasites could only last a breath or two before being drained into empty shells.
Inside the lair, the revelry instantly turned into hell.
Terrified screams, desperate curses, and dying struggles intertwined with the shrill cries of the Blood God Son and the shattering sound of collapsing bones.
The dense, almost impenetrable Essence Blood and vital energy, the resentful death energy, and the cancerous miasma were frantically devoured and refined by the nearly one hundred greedy Blood God Son.
Then, through an invisible connection, it continuously feeds back to Youquan's main body, as well as to the increasingly vast and magnificent Blood Sea phantom behind him.
Youquan's true form remained hidden in the blood mist, but he could clearly feel that his Blood Sea cultivation was increasing at an unprecedented rate!
The boundless killing karma and resentment accumulated by the Puppet Clan are a deadly poison that ordinary cultivators would avoid at all costs.
For the Great Dao of the Blood Sea, however, it is the most potent tonic!
In the corner of his view, on the floating [Law Technique Panel], the experience progress bar behind the column representing the [Blood God Son's ] Divine Ability was rising and advancing at an unprecedented speed!
The slaughter continued. The Blood God Son was invincible, and the Puppet Clan's lair was visibly emptied.
The next instant, as the progress bar broke through the invisible boundary, the panel flashed with light!
[Automatic Law Technique updates complete. This is a minor version update; Law Technique effects have been adjusted as follows.]
[Blood God Son 2.0: New Mechanism 1 - Blood God Immortality]
[Blood God Immortality: After the Blood God Son dies, he/she can be reborn on the spot, with a maximum of three rebirths.]
A terrifying glint suddenly erupted from Youquan's blood-red eyes!
"Hahaha! Good! What a brilliant [Blood God Immortality]!"
He couldn't help but burst into loud laughter, a laugh filled with schadenfreude and a deeper murderous intent.
"In this way, efficiency can be increased several times over!"
With a thought, the Blood God Son's army, which was already engaged in a fierce battle, became even more fearless.
Even if they are scattered, they will quickly re-condense from the pervasive blood mist and pounce out again!
As Youquan's cultivation level increased, the Blood Sea behind him boiled and surged, and sinister, terrifying, and Sha Qi blood shadows slowly emerged from it.