254: Get angry out of shame

Having just suppressed Baimei's consciousness within his body, the Blood Demon sneered involuntarily.

However, the moment he let out a sigh of relief, a sharp pain suddenly pierced through his mind, and he could not help but look toward a certain direction within the Blood Sea in shock.

Oh no, someone has shattered the Haotian Mirror... It's... it's that monk... Wait, how does he know about the existence of the Haotian Mirror...

The Blood Demon was instantly drenched in a cold sweat. He suddenly realized something and gnashed his teeth, saying, "A fine job, Baimei, a fine job, you Good Corpse. You held back my consciousness just so that monk could destroy the Haotian Mirror, didn't you? Heh, very well, very well indeed. I didn't want to completely refine you before, but it seems I truly cannot keep you around any longer..."

But for now... I must first go and deal with that monk... Hmm, but... the Haotian Mirror is incredibly tough; even a ninth-grade ancient Divine Artifact cannot break it. How did he manage to do it? Hmm, this monk is very strong. I need to plan carefully and not be careless...

With that, he hurriedly transformed into a ball of blood within the Blood Sea and swam toward the location of the Haotian Mirror.

He had originally been quite composed, because the Blood Sea Source was dozens of times harder than the Haotian Mirror; even a Saint could not completely destroy it in a short time. No matter how strong the monk was, he could not be stronger than a Saint. Therefore, he was not at all worried about the Blood Sea Source being destroyed.

However, what he never expected was that someone could actually use the Qi and blood power formed by the Blood Sea Source to Cultivate.

Actually, it was no surprise that he hadn't thought of it. No matter how pure that Qi and blood power was, ordinary people could not absorb and refine it in large quantities. Or, to be more precise, it was precisely because this power was too pure that ordinary people could not digest it after absorbing it.

Who would believe that there is a monster like Tang Ku in this world who can directly absorb and refine Qi and blood power?

The Kunpeng Mystic Skill specializes in accepting all comers; any energy can be absorbed and converted into power that one can use.

The Blood Demon, who had been composed at the beginning, was thinking of strategies while on his way, when suddenly he felt a tightness in his chest, followed by an intense sense of crisis and fear that washed over him...

"Wait, this feeling, this powerful absorbing force..."

The Blood Demon accelerated abruptly, trying to swim toward the Blood Sea Source as fast as possible, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, that monk is a monster, a monster even more terrifying than me, the Blood Demon... He... he is actually trying to seize my Opportunity, he can actually directly absorb the power of the Blood Sea Source... Even I only dare to absorb a little bit every month to Cultivate, and he is swallowing it directly as if eating noodles? Damn it, how on earth did he do it? Is he not afraid of being assimilated by the Blood Sea Source?"

The fear in his heart could not overcome his anger at having his Opportunity stolen, so he still went resolutely to find Tang Ku's tracks.

Speaking of which, everything is fated; if the Blood Demon hadn't been so afraid of having his Opportunity stolen and had just stayed hidden, perhaps he might have even saved his life!

However, he chose to go and cause trouble for Tang Ku.

When he found Tang Ku's tracks, Tang Ku himself seemed to have turned into a huge vortex. The Qi and blood produced by that Divine Artifact were continuously pouring into his Dantian at a speed of ten to twenty cubic meters per second. The liquid blood energy entered the Dantian, instantly turning into droplets of solid, pearl-like substances that spun around within his body. Then, these blood-colored "pearls" would break apart and reconnect bit by bit, forming larger "pearls," which were then continuously compressed and turned back into countless small "pearls." Through this repeated compression and condensation, the amount of blood energy contained within Tang Ku's Dantian increased, and the aura on his body became increasingly terrifying...

The Blood Demon transformed back into the appearance of Ding Yin. He watched the dwindling blood energy and the Blood Sea water that was about to pour in from the cave entrance, and his heart felt as if it were bleeding.

"Monk... you... don't go too far!"

Blood Demon Ding Yin roared angrily, "You are seizing my Opportunity..."

With a wild roar, he lunged toward Tang Ku, but unexpectedly, a massive suction force came, causing him to instantly lose control of his body.

He managed to steady himself with great difficulty, only to find that he was now less than a meter away from Tang Ku.

"What a monk. It seems today we must fight to the death..."

No matter how angry Ding Yin was, the monk did not respond at all, as if he were completely unaware of everything outside at this moment.

His eyes were tightly shut, and there was already sweat on his forehead, but the corners of his mouth were still upturned. Clearly, he was very happy, very happy indeed, forming a sharp contrast with Ding Yin's shame and anger.

Ding Yin's clothes and hair were fluttering toward Tang Ku as if blown by a strong wind. Clearly, this suction force had reached a level that could affect the outside world; otherwise, he wouldn't have been flipped over just a moment ago.

However, it was too late to say anything now. Unless Ding Yin killed the monk right now, the Qi and blood here would inevitably be completely plundered by Tang Ku.

"Very well, very well, monk, oh monk, you are trying to drive me to extinction... Fine, since that's the case, I won't hold back anymore. Today... you will definitely die. Behold my technique, Blood Slaughter of the Nine Netherworlds!"

The external Blood Sea suddenly poured in from the cave entrance above, surging toward Ding Yin's right index and middle fingers. In an instant, dozens of tons of Blood Sea water condensed on Ding Yin's fingertips, but these dozens of tons of Blood Sea water only condensed into a tiny Flying Sword the size of an embroidery needle.

However, that was not the end. As a large amount of Blood Sea water surged in, a dagger-shaped short sword was gradually taking shape, and the Blood Demon's face began to turn somewhat pale. He could only barely control such a massive amount of Blood Sea water by using all his Qi, blood, and magic power. And that was still not the end; when a three-foot green blade appeared above his fingertips, blood had already begun to gush out from the seven orifices of the Blood Demon Ding Yin, looking extremely terrifying.

"Monk, you can only blame your bad luck. Since I created this technique, I have only killed one person, and that person was a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. When I killed him, I only used one sword..."

Ding Yin said with a ferocious expression, "And you will be the next soul to die under my sword!"

Hum!

A terrifying aura was suddenly released. The blood-colored long sword was controlled as easily as an arm. It rotated half a circle above Ding Yin's head and then thrust toward Tang Ku's heart.

"With just one sword, you will die... Hmph, even if I have to exhaust the power of half the Blood Sea, I will tear you into pieces..."

Ding Yin roared angrily, gnashing his teeth.

Ding!

The monk's eyes had opened at some unknown moment, and then he was seen extending the index finger of his right hand toward the incoming blood-colored long sword...