Overriding the Heaven

C811 Blood of the Demonic Python



C811 Blood of the Demonic Python

"Chaos formation —"    

    

As these three words came out of his mouth, Tang Mu's complexion became deathly pale, and his four limbs became ice-cold.    

    

When he knew what kind of predicament he was in, he almost despaired.    

    

The only thing that Tang Mu couldn't understand was how this cultivator with the Pulse Condensation Stage managed to learn such a difficult array formation.    

    

"You …"    

    

Tang Mu tried to struggle, wanting to ask what his doubts were.    

    

He was unwilling.    

    

He was puzzled.    

    

However, Chu Yan did not intend to answer the doubts in his heart.    

    

"Burning Heart, Thunder Light, Soul Devour, Flood Current, Mud, Calamity …"    

    

A string of formations, followed by Chu Yan's indifferent tone, emitted rays of light that caused one's heart to palpitate.    

    

One by one, lights lit up around Tang Mu.    

    

With every array activated, Tang Mu felt his own Qi being suppressed a bit more.    

    

He even felt that his soul wanted to break apart.    

    

"No, no!"    

    

Tang Mu twisted his body with all his might.    

    

He circulated the spiritual energy in his body like a madman.    

    

He wanted to break free of this heavy chain.    

    

The violent surge of spiritual energy caused his tendons to be stretched and ruptured.    

    

From Tang Mu's pores, dense droplets of blood oozed out.    

    

In the blink of an eye, he had turned into a bloody figure.    

    

Add to that his twisted expression, it made him look even more ferocious and terrifying.    

    

However, the strength of his Earth Origin Stage was revealed at this moment.    

    

The chains that were binding Tang Mu began to crumble.    

    

Cracks appeared on the surface of the chain.    

    

The array below Tang Mu started to crack like a spider web.    

    

"Break for me!"    

    

With a loud roar, blood veins shot out from his body.    

    

Tang Mu's arms broke apart, and his body swayed.    

    

Kacha, kacha, the chains all crumbled and shattered.    

    

The formation beneath his feet was simultaneously shattered and blasted apart as flames swirled around it.    

    

Losing that heavy burden, a trace of relief appeared on Tang Mu's face.    

    

But at this time, Chu Yan's voice faintly sounded: "Open."    

    

It was just a short word, but it was so soft that it seemed to have opened the door to disaster.    

    

The surrounding wind and clouds surged, and strange waves and clouds rolled about.    

    

The wind blew, forming a formation.    

    

RUU!    

    

Flames, lightning, mud torrents, and floods.    

    

In that moment, it was as if all sorts of calamities and terrors had descended onto Tang Mu.    

    

His facial features distorted to the limit in an instant.    

    

In the next moment, with a loud bang, the cultivators of the Second Level of Pulse Condensation Stage were like ripe watermelons as they all exploded.    

    

Red and white, flesh and blood splattered in all directions.    

    

The hot blood even instantly raised the temperature that had just dropped.    

    

The bloody mist rose up into the air and slowly wiggled. Looking at it from a distance, it seemed as if he had arrived in a world of fire and blood.    

    

Now that he had killed Tang Mu, Chu Yan's face could not be seen as relaxed and complacent.    

    

Only he himself knew what kind of price he had to pay in order to kill this Earth Origin Stage.    

    

No one could be happy with a business that didn't make money.    

    

The other reason was that Chu Yan had not finished his task yet.    

    

In the instant that Tang Mu's body exploded, Chu Yan rushed forward. With a torch-like gaze, he extended five fingers and fiercely grabbed towards the center of the flesh and blood, which was the thickest part.    

    

The air suddenly shook.    

    

With a bang, the bloody mist was blasted outwards and a ball of purple-red blood immediately appeared in the center of Chu Yan's palm.    

    

The surface of the blood was covered with thick black fog.    

    

Moreover, the blood essence seemed to have a life of its own. Now, when it was in Chu Yan's hands, it was still twisting around restlessly, threatening him, but it also seemed to be trying to find a chance to escape.    

    

"Chu Xing's blood essence."    

    

Chu Yan's eyes were gloomy.    

    

This ball of blood wiggled a few times before sharp thorns appeared on its surface.    

    

At first glance, it looked like a black cat exploding its fur, like a sea urchin, or like a hedgehog.    

    

It sensed danger and decided to respond to Chu Yan.    

    

"Then... With... "You …"    

    

Chu Yan sneered, with a flip of his wrist, a three-legged cauldron immediately appeared in his palm.    

    

The Divine Wood Cauldron was a third grade spirit treasure given to Chu Yan by his handsome father. It could be used to condense blood energy.    

    

According to his handsome father's thoughts, Chu Yan would definitely hunt a lot of demon beasts during his trip to the Thousand Goblins Graveyard.    

    

If the demon beast corpses could not be dealt with well, then dispersing the blood energy would be a huge loss.    

    

Not only could the Divine Wood Cauldron protect corpses, it could even refine the corpses of Monstrous Beasts into pure blood energy.    

    

At that moment, Chu Yan grabbed the ball of blood essence, ignoring its struggling and threw it into the Divine Wood Cauldron.    

    

"The loss of blood essence must not be a good feeling." Chu Yan sneered.    

    

At practically the same time, Chu Xing who was walking in the middle of a wasteland, suddenly stopped in his tracks.    

    

The body under the black cloak started to tremble violently.    

    

There was pain, there was anger, there was disbelief.    

    

At this moment, Chu Xing's face was deathly white, as if blood was about to flow out of his eyes.    

    

He felt as if a strand of his blood essence had been snatched away, and he would forever lose contact with it.    

    

Before this, he had only sealed a sliver of his own blood essence into Tang Mu's body to help him track Chu Yan.    

    

Now that this strand of blood essence had been snatched away by someone, he would forever lose contact with it.    

    

Then, it was naturally obvious what Tang Mu's fate would be.    

    

Chu Xing would not care about Tang Mu's life or death, nor did he care about who killed Tang Mu.    

    

The only thing that had angered him was his own blood essence, which must have fallen into Chu Yan's hands.    

    

The scheme that he had spent a long time planning for, with the help of a large group of people, had taken away the position of crown prince from Chu Yan.    

    

Once upon a time, Chu Xing felt that he had finally stepped on Chu Yan beneath his feet, preventing him from ever turning over.    

    

But at this moment, Chu Xing felt a burning pain on his face.    

    

After having a wisp of blood essence taken away, his cultivation had fallen by at least five years!    

    

Although this five years couldn't be considered the lifespan of mortals.    

    

However, for him, who was in urgent need of blood essence for his breakthrough, the loss caused by this blood essence would be very hard to make up for.    

    

In that moment, Chu Yan took away from him something of even greater status than the crown prince!    

    

The Crown Prince was only a high position in the eyes of mortals. In the eyes of cultivators, he was worthless.    

    

And that strand of blood essence, was from him, who was born with the body of a Demonic Python!    

    

None of them were ordinary.    

    

The status of a mortal like the Crown Prince was simply unworthy of that sliver of blood essence.    

    

It was just like how a stupid person would not be more valuable than a piece of dirt or a mountain of gold.    

    

At this moment, Chu Xing was so angry that he was about to go crazy, almost going crazy.    

    

He stood where he was, motionless.    

    

However, a moment later, blood dripped from his sleeve and flowed down.    

    

His nails had pierced the center of his clenched fist.    

    

Chu Xing's eyes, at this moment, were as red as a pool of blood.    

    

Fine scales appeared on the surface of his face.    

    

Black gas surged out from the surface of his body.    

    

"I want you dead!    

    

No matter how great the price is, this time, I will make it so that you won't be able to walk out of this Thousand Monster Graveyard! "    

    

With a hissing sound, Chu Xing quickly swallowed the snake's tongue in his mouth and let out an extremely angry roar.    

    


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