Chapter 491: Eternal Blood Demon Body

Chapter 491: Eternal Blood Demon Body

In fact, even without witnessing the strange phenomena of the blood moon on this sacred mountain, Zhao Changhe could roughly infer what had happened here before he arrived.

It was nothing more than the fact that Venerable Duoluo, who had been expelled from the Blood Ao’s body and escaped, had fled here to stir up trouble.

From his past experiences at Kunlun, Zhao Changhe knew that the secret realm created by the Heavenly Tome encompassed the entire Spirit Tribe’s vast territory. It would not create a nested smaller secret realm within it. The reason the small, isolated space had formed was due to Venerable Duoluo making use of the celestial phenomenon and the mountain structure to create an array.

Through this unique array, Duoluo not only concealed the Ao Pool but also shrouded the presence of the Heavenly Tome, which he had hoped to retrieve right after his own revival. Therefore, he must have been aware of the Heavenly Tome’s existence from the beginning and, after his defeat yesterday, had immediately fled in the direction of the Heavenly Tome.

It was difficult to say whether his concealment was detrimental to the Spirit Tribe or somewhat beneficial.

If the Heavenly Tome had been laid bare in front of the Spirit Tribe people, it might have empowered the tribe immensely. However, Zhao Changhe felt that the aura of this specific page of the Heavenly Tome was particularly distinct and would more likely draw the covetous eyes of other beings, potentially bringing disaster instead.

For instance, when Xia Longyuan was conquering Miaojiang, if he had sensed the presence of the Heavenly Tome here, he would likely have stormed in. Or perhaps, Ying Five’s brothers, who were constantly on the lookout for such artifacts, might have stumbled upon it. The page’s concealment allowed the Spirit Tribe to flourish naturally until today—blissfully unaware of its existence.

Yet, there was still one thing that Zhao Changhe could not figure out.

Based on his knowledge from Kunlun, these gods and demons could not directly approach the Heavenly Tome. That was why the existence at Kunlun compelled Yuxu to retrieve it. Of course, Yuxu refused and instead sought evildoers to do the job, eliminating them in the process. Even the blind woman was the same, hoping Zhao Changhe or her former “minion” Xia Longyuan would obediently help her gather the Heavenly Tome, which implied she could not do it herself. If she could, she would have probably done it long ago.

It was highly likely that a physical body was needed for this task. It was reasonable to believe that Venerable Duoluo had merged with the Blood Ao to acquire a suitable body in order to retrieve the Heavenly Tome. A lone soul simply would not be able to obtain it, as was the case with the blind woman and the god or demon at Kunlun.

Even earlier, when Venerable Duoluo’s fusion with the Blood Ao was incomplete, he could not retrieve it. That was why he annually sent emissaries to the Spirit Tribe during the Dragon Boat Festival, demanding sacrifices. On this day, the Azure Dragon constellation was at its zenith, filled with vitality, making it the most favorable day for the merging of body and soul.

Although Zhao Changhe did not understand how souls took over another being’s body, he knew the Rejuvenation Art, the intent of the Azure Dragon, and also understood the art of tempering the flesh and blood. In this aspect, he might even surpass Duoluo in expertise, and he was confident that his judgment on the matter was accurate.

Therefore, Zhao Changhe had not been particularly worried when Venerable Duoluo fled toward the Heavenly Tome. If he could have taken it, he would have done so long ago.

Yet somehow, Duoluo still managed to stir up trouble, and now he could not help but wonder how the spirit managed to do such a thing.

As Zhao Changhe placed his hand on the blood moon, others watching thought he appeared calm and composed, analyzing the situation with expertise as the sacred envoy who understood everything. But internally, he was calling out to the blind woman, “Hey, open the door.”

“Scram!”

“?” Zhao Changhe was puzzled. “Is it that time of the month?”

The blind woman sneered and said, “I reminded you about the Heavenly Tome last night, yet you had the time to hang out and have someone pleasure you with their feet. Why don’t you continue with that now?”

Zhao Changhe was stunned. “Wait, was that really you last night?”

“You can go die for all I care!” With a heavy kick to his backside, he was sent tumbling into the blood moon.

“Damn it! I still have to wait for Hongling!”

“She doesn’t need you to wait!”

To outsiders, it appeared as though the sacred envoy simply flashed into the blood moon.

Shortly afterward, Yue Hongling came rushing in, urgently asking Sisi, “Why did he go in without explaining anything?”

Sisi was equally bewildered. “I don’t know why he suddenly acted so decisively. Maybe something urgent is going on inside.”

Yue Hongling paused for a moment and then dashed toward the blood moon.

Incomplete... Does that mean Shi Wuding is seriously injured? If that’s the case, am I also considered incomplete...?

Zhao Changhe asked cautiously, “How do they become complete?”

“Duoluo has mastered the Buddhists’ transformative arts, the divine power to reanimate flesh and bones. With the flesh and blood techniques that he has learned over the years from residing in the Blood Ao’s body, combined with the Heavenly Tome’s assistance, Shi Wuding can be reborn anew. And the same goes for Duoluo himself; as long as he can acquire flesh and blood, he has the opportunity to transform into a complete person. The blood-red sky and the blood moon before you are both celestial phenomena attracted by a divine art!”

“Divine art...”

“It’s, of course, a unique divine art, combining Duoluo’s two types of abilities. It may even be called the Eternal Blood Demon Body. If Shi Wuding can integrate his sword qi with the concept of rebirth, he could probably form an Eternal Sword Body. In the presence of the Heavenly Tome, the birth of any divine art is not surprising. But here you are, carrying two pages of the Heavenly Tome for a year, yet still clueless, fumbling around like a novice.”

Zhao Changhe: “...”

Swish, swish, swish!

As her words fell, the blood-soaked figure’s screams gradually faded, a blood mist gathering around him like a forest of sharp sword qi.

The blood-soaked Shi Wuding gasped, slowly saying, “Zhao... Changhe...”

“They’re almost finished... Once they complete the transformation, not only will they be able to claim the Heavenly Tome, but Shi Wuding will also break through the third layer of the Profound Mysteries and kill you all.” The blind woman sneered. “The fire’s practically licking your heels, and you still have the nerve to think about being pleasured?”

“They haven’t finished yet, right?” Zhao Changhe drew Dragon Bird, leaped forward, and struck at the blood-soaked Shi Wuding.

Roar!

Shi Wuding let out a bestial roar, turning and countering with a powerful slap that struck the side of Dragon Bird.

It was clearly just a slap, yet it contained a sharp sword qi that entered Zhao Changhe’s meridians. Zhao Changhe, still not fully recovered, stumbled slightly, and behind him, sword qi whistled as Yue Hongling arrived just in time, swinging her sword past Zhao Changhe to block Shi Wuding’s strike.

Shi Wuding, panting, looked at the two, fighting side by side seamlessly. A wave of frustration surged within him.

Fighting one of them was never a problem; fighting both was always exasperating.

Swordsmen were solitary by nature. Sword slaves were merely tools; the only true trust lay in one’s own sword.

At that moment, Shi Wuding felt a pang of regret. If he had brought his sword slaves into this secret realm instead of leaving them outside to guard against intruders... he might have already won, and it would not have come to this.

Or perhaps, if Han Wubing had not turned on him, his loyalty would never have allowed him to watch his master suffer so.

But regret was meaningless now.

It does not matter, though. This time, I have help too.

From the blood bubble pulsing like a heart, an intensely sinister blood qi suddenly surged out, sweeping over Yue Hongling.

When Buddha’s Radiance was converted into flesh and blood witchcraft, would it cast death and decay?

Yue Hongling felt suffocated and dizzy, her heartbeats slowing, and even her fair skin seemed on the verge of withering.

Whoosh!

Zhao Changhe threw the bone sword, sending it straight at the blood bubble. “You hold off Shi Wuding. I’ll handle this thing.”