Overriding the Heaven

"Hmm?" Chu Yan looked at the Blood-colored ruyi twisting and turning in front of him, scratching its head.    

    

Blood-colored ruyi is a magical equipment, that's for sure.    

    

However, the magic treasures were actually so vivid and lifelike. It was truly quite surprising.    

    

"Could it be that the Blood-colored ruyi has already nurtured an artifact spirit?" After a while, an idea popped up in Chu Yan's mind.    

    

Most of the magic treasures would, over the long period of time, lose their spiritual power and become scrap metal like cultivators.    

    

However, there were also a few that, because of some lucky circumstances, would seize the heaven and earth, obtain great lucky chances, or even fortuitous encounters. In these treasures, there was an artifact spirit that seemed to be alive.    

    

Magic treasures that possessed a Weapon Spirit could be encountered by luck but not sought after.    

    

Chu Yan had only heard of it, but had never seen it before.    

    

Even the Shattered Star Pavilion did not have any artifacts that contained an artifact spirit.    

    

And it was not only in the Shattered Star Pavilion s, even the sects in the entire Yunao Kingdom did not have one.    

    

For a moment, Chu Yan felt a little absent-minded.    

    

He had actually run into a magic treasure that was capable of nurturing a weapon spirit.    

    

What was even more inconceivable was that the person behind the Gates of Hell actually called such a magical equipment trash and wanted to crush it.    

    

Chu Yan could not help but rejoice in his heart at this moment.    

    

Thankfully, he had managed to control his body in time to stop the other party.    

    

Otherwise, the loss would be too great.    

    

At this moment, the Blood-colored ruyi was in front of Chu Yan and was trying its best to curry favor with him.    

    

But unfortunately, Chu Yan had tried many different methods and none of them were able to communicate with the other party.    

    

It was hard to tell if his cultivation base was low or his method was wrong.    

    

However, the Blood-colored ruyi did not fly around randomly because of it.    

    

On the contrary, after it realized that it was unable to communicate with Chu Yan, it gradually quieted down by his side, and finally stopped by his side.    

    

Just looking at it this way made people feel strange.    

    

This Blood-colored ruyi was one of the keys to the floating palace.    

    

There must be other uses to it.    

    

But at the moment, Chu Yan was still not clear what other uses it had.    

    

He wanted to place the Blood-colored ruyi into his storage ring or inside.    

    

However, the Blood-colored ruyi was very unwilling.    

    

After thinking about it, Chu Yan did not force him. Instead, he grabbed him and stabbed him into the back of his waist.    

    

The Blood-colored ruyi seemed to be quite satisfied with this position. After twisting it a few times, it stopped moving.    

    

While Wusilanma and Puyang Yi were still unconscious, Chu Yan took out the cadaveric nucleus from the female zombie's body and pointed his finger towards it.    

    

"Manifestation Bloodthirsty Skill."    

    

BOOM!    

    

In an instant, Chu Yan felt that a monstrous wave of blood had suddenly surged in front of him.    

    

Before he could react, the wave of blood had already arrived in front of him, drowning him.    

    

At this moment, Chu Yan felt as if he had fallen into a sea of blood.    

    

A strong stench of blood filled the air.    

    

But Chu Yan did not panic.    

    

This was because he could clearly feel that the surging blood aura was currently entering his body, causing his body to become more refined and his blood aura to become more vigorous.    

    

The blood Qi within the female zombie cadaveric nucleus was not something that the corpse general could compare to.    

    

It was like the heavens and the earth.    

    

At this time, Chu Yan was meditating with his eyes closed, absorbing the blood aura. However, he did not notice that a blood ring had condensed on the surface of his body.    

    

This blood ring had only circled around his body, forming a circle.    

    

However, as Chu Yan continued to absorb more and more Blood Qi, the blood ring also grew larger little by little.    

    

The range of the attack gradually reached half an acre. Then, it would cover an acre or two.    

    

The space within the range of the blood ring seemed to have been strangled as it became distorted, as though it was about to collapse.    

    

As the void distorted, a series of rumbles that sounded like someone trying to pry open a steel board came out.    

    

Wusilanma felt a series of loud sounds that continuously entered her ears.    

    

Her eyelids twitched a few times before she slowly opened her eyes.    

    

There was a hint of haziness in her eyes.    

    

This feeling was like he had just had a very real nightmare, so much so that when he woke up, he could not immediately distinguish between dream and reality.    

    

However, the distorted space, the deafening vibrations, and the stabbing pain in her neck caused her to recall some of the memory fragments that appeared in her mind not long after.    

    

bronze door Open...    

    

And then, Chu Yan walked in …    

    

Then, he discovered that Chu Yan had disappeared...    

    

Sensing that he might have stepped into the illusion array …    

    

Carefully, he searched for Chu Yan's location …    

    

Then...    

    

A scene from a long, long time ago appeared before his eyes …    

    

The hands that were reaching out seemed to constantly shout to themselves: Why did you abandon us...    

    

Self-blame, regret, at that moment, filled his heart with despair.    

    

Wusilanma felt her eyes turn sour.    

    

She reached out and touched her neck.    

    

Le Hen was still there. He felt something with his fingertips and felt a burning sensation.    

    

The belt in his other hand explained the source of this trace.    

    

At that time, his heart had indeed been filled with regret.    

    

At that moment, another boom rang out.    

    

Wusilanma's inner emotions were instantly dispersed.    

    

She immediately realized what he was thinking. Where's Chu Yan! "    

    

Hurriedly getting up, in the next moment, Wusilanma saw an astonishing scene.    

    

The space in front of her was completely distorted and overlapped with each other several hundred feet in front of her. It looked like countless pieces of glazed glass, layer after layer overlapping each other.    

    

And in this twisted space, a mass of red light was like a blazing red sun.    

    

Just by looking at it, Wusilanma could feel the blood flow in her body being drawn in.    

    

A majestic wave of energy made it difficult for her to breathe.    

    

"Where's Chu Yan!?" Wusilanma's heart was thumping hard.    

    

She gritted her teeth and stuffed a few pills into her mouth before quickly looking around her.    

    

The ground was torn and shattered.    

    

Not far from him, Puyang Yi was lying on his side, not knowing if he was alive or dead.    

    

However, his half-exposed butt was extremely unrefined.    

    

Looking around, Wusilanma did not see Chu Yan, but she saw some broken corpses.    

    

From the treatment of the corpses, Wusilanma could roughly determine the identity of each and every one of them.    

    

The other cultivators who had come with them were all dead, most likely because of the illusion.    

    

But since he was fine, Puyang Yi was probably fine as well. That meant, it was very likely that Chu Yan had solved the problem.    

    

If that was the case —    

    

Wusilanma immediately turned her head and stared at the twisted red light that was almost a floor high.    

    

Inside the red light, it should be Chu Yan.    

    

It was just that to Wusilanma, she did not know how Chu Yan's condition would be under the light.    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

Just then, a light cracking sound entered Wusilanma's ears.    

    

It was very quiet here, even Wusilanma could hear the sound of her own breathing, so she immediately realised the origin of the crisp sound.    

    

The crisp sound came from the distorted space in front of her.    

    

Just as she was about to take a closer look, all of the glazed, empty surfaces suddenly cracked open.    

    

The sky was covered with cracks, as if it was covered by a layer of snow.