637: Chapter 637 Blood Pill, Soul Battle

Bang... bang... exploding...

Before his eyes, the piled-up human hearts began to throb, providing the Crown Prince of Great Xuan with powerful energy.

Green light, red light, and the sound of weeping; the Evil Spirit Altar radiated an incomparably wicked glow.

The Crown Prince of Great Xuan continuously chanted incantations. The trenches were filled with blood, circulating and emitting a dark red light, while the circular jade platform not far away shone with a brilliant yellow light.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the Evil Spirit Altar erupted with a terrifying devouring force, sucking in the Soul bodies that were flying and fleeing around it.

They wailed in pain but could not escape, their faces filled with endless terror.

The red light from the wicked altar suddenly surged, entwined with overwhelming Evil Qi. Countless people on the periphery watched this scene.

"What's happening?"

Mr. Corpse Soul narrowed his eyes, as if he had thought of something or was waiting for something.

Hun Tiandi scanned the surroundings, his expression turning grim. Although many present possessed cultivation, such an evil sight...

...was something they had never seen before in their lives.

No one moved recklessly, all eyes fixed on the Crown Prince of Great Xuan at the center of the Evil Spirit Altar.

Beneath his feet, countless eerie runes on the Evil Spirit Altar began to throb incessantly.

Crack!

With a crisp cracking sound, something resembling green vegetation emerged from within.

No, the vegetation seemed both ethereal and solid. Upon closer inspection, it didn't look like a medicinal herb but rather something spurred into existence by the altar's wicked power.

It was a small sapling, growing larger as it was nourished by more and more Soul bodies, Death Qi, and Evil Qi energy.

Yellow light surged from beneath the Evil Spirit Altar, and in the blink of an eye, a tree two zhang tall grew forth.

Hun Tiandi frowned slightly. "How wicked. What kind of tree is this?"

Beside him, cold light flashed in Mr. Corpse Soul's eyes, as if he recognized the tree, his gaze filled with shock.

The Soul bodies were continuously devoured, and in moments, a third of them were gone.

The black tree absorbed the wicked energy; the roars of the Soul bodies grew louder, filled with even greater terror.

A faint red flower bloomed on the black tree.

Seeing the red flower, Hun Tiandi was surprised. "It's blooming? Could it be going to bear fruit?"

Just as he suspected, from the source of that eerie red light, a fruit emerged. The tree continued to absorb energy, and the fruit grew steadily.

Meanwhile, the Evil Spirit Altar below continuously surged toward the ley lines.

Everyone present was shocked. The billowing Luck vanished, transformed into blood-red Evil Qi and soaring Death Qi, becoming incredibly wicked.

Rumble!

The world underwent a transformation as infinite wicked energy circulated, and the sky became filled with what looked like endless thunderclouds.

"What on earth is going on?"

"Could it be a blood sacrifice for Alchemy?" Hun Tiandi wondered aloud, finding the scene increasingly familiar. He had once performed a blood sacrifice on the people of the Central Plains to refine a Rank 10 Emperor Pill.

Yet, this Crown Prince of Great Xuan could actually achieve this as well.

"A Blood Pill?"

With eyes like blades, he watched as the flowers withered on the tree fueled by Luck, Soul Power, and wicked energy atop the Evil Spirit Altar.

A blood-colored fruit emerged, growing larger and larger.

The fruit resembled an infant, lifelike with delicate features, appearing as if it were sitting cross-legged.

It looked just like the legendary Cao Huan Pill.

In ancient times, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals possessed a Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root. This tree bloomed once every three thousand years, bore fruit once every three thousand years, and took another three thousand years to ripen. If a person were fortunate enough to catch a scent, they could live for three hundred and sixty years; eating one would grant a lifespan of forty-seven thousand years.

"No, this fruit looks like an infant, but wicked energy flows all over it, and there's a sinister smile on its lips!"

Hun Tiandi said with a frown.

"Liu Ling, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty, this infant resembles a Blood Pill. It is not a Medicinal Pill refined by Alchemists of the Fighting Qi Continent. It's too wicked; it's likely an Evil Path Pill Formula passed down from ancient times!"

As a Rank 7 high-tier Alchemist, Liu Ling had a keen eye and naturally saw through the origins of this Blood Pill.

When the blood-colored fruit grew to the size of a fist, the Evil Spirit Altar drained all the Soul Power, and the crying of the dead infants ceased.

Only the pool where the human hearts were placed still radiated a faint bloody light.

The yellow light beneath the Evil Spirit Altar had also become extremely dim.

"Kill!" the Crown Prince of Great Xuan said coldly.

Roar!

A group of armored men drew their weapons and began the slaughter.

"The Lord wants to kill us!"

"Those are the Death Warriors raised by the Lord!"

Puchi!

One of them was swept away by Sword Qi, his corpse falling into the trench. Immediately, the Evil Spirit Altar erupted with light, and a surge of blood-red energy rose from the slain man, pouring into it.

A flash of ruthlessness appeared in Hun Tiandi's eyes. The spectators and the Death Warriors were slaughtering each other; no matter who fell, their flesh and blood energy would be converted into the power needed by the altar.

The surroundings were controlled by a Formation, making escape impossible.

As more people died, the humanoid blood-colored fruit began to emit a trace of five-colored light.

A look of madness flickered in the eyes of the Crown Prince of Great Xuan as he nodded with immense satisfaction.

It's about to ripen, just a little more!

"Lord!"

"Lord, spare us!"

The area around the Evil Spirit Altar was filled with terror, as they hoped the Crown Prince of Great Xuan would spare their lives.

However, with the fruit nearing maturity, the Crown Prince of Great Xuan, having planned for so long, could not possibly give up when he was just a step away.

"Such heavy resentment?" Mr. Corpse Soul remarked indifferently.

Resentment was also a massive source of energy. These people felt their deaths were unjust, being slaughtered by their own Lord—this was likely intentional.

Because the Evil Spirit Altar still needed to collect resentment.

"Action!" Hun Tiandi commanded coldly. Beside him, Liu Ling was the first to charge out, his abundant Fighting Qi mixed with golden flames as he began to incinerate the surroundings.

Any Death Warriors or Blood Feather Mercenaries who came within ten zhang of him were reduced to ashes by the terrifyingly intense divine fire.

Buzz!

With a thought, Hun Tiandi opened the Nether Small World and released the Human Puppets, which turned into ten streaks of light and began their slaughter.

Killing everyone on sight, this enclosed space was filled entirely with the Crown Prince of Great Xuan's subordinates.

Watching this, the Crown Prince of Great Xuan in the distance let out a sinister smile.

They finally made their move. Before the sacrifice began, he had sensed something was amiss within the crowd.

"You rats hiding in the shadows finally can't hide anymore!"

Boom!

Hun Tiandi reached out and drew a long saber. Fighting Qi surged within him, a faint silver light appeared on his toes, and his figure turned into an afterimage as he charged forward.

A terrifying saber glow slashed out.

Heavenly Demon Body Tempering Method, Sixth Layer!

Thunder Emperor Art, Heavenly Law, Thousandfold Slash!

He struck with full force, his overbearing pressure and wave-like saber force severing the trenches wherever they passed.

Terrifying energy surged frantically toward the Crown Prince of Great Xuan.

Endless Saber Qi poured out.

"Presumptuous!"

The Crown Prince of Great Xuan roared coldly. A blood-red rune appeared on his forehead, identical to those of the Blood Feather Mercenaries but radiating a kingly aura.

He struck out with a palm, and an energy palm print hundreds of zhang wide blasted across the fields. Any Death Warriors or Blood Feather Mercenaries nearby were instantly shattered.

The originally chaotic slaughter turned into skirmishes between small groups.

The Crown Prince of Great Xuan stood atop the Evil Spirit Altar, striking out boldly as if he could not be moved.

Rumble!

The saber glow collided with the palm print; cracks spread across the palm print, while the saber glow reached its limit and exploded with a boom.

"Eh? An Eight-Star Dou Zong actually unleashed such terrifying power," the Crown Prince of Great Xuan said in surprise.

"But it ends here. Soul Shatter!"

He unleashed a Soul Technique, sending an invisible wave crashing in all directions.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" Mr. Corpse Soul warned.

"You retrieve the Blood Pill; I'll deal with him!" Hun Tiandi ordered coldly. Without any hesitation, Mr. Corpse Soul sped toward the Evil Spirit Altar.

"A Soul duel?"

"Soul Weapon Art: Soul Sword, Soul Severing!"