172: Chapter 172 Immortal Blood.

Extremely far from the defense line, on a mountain peak deep within the Immortal Burial Battlefield.

The Evil Qi here was so dense it was almost corporeal; ordinary Cultivators would be eroded if they stayed here for a few breaths.

However, three figures in blood robes stood quietly on the mountain peak.

Their blood robes were identical in style to those worn by the individuals who previously attacked the defense line, but their color was much deeper.

Before them, a strange black formation was carved, and at the center of the formation, a faintly pulsating crimson drop of blood was slowly dissipating.

“It actually failed...”

The Blood-Robed Cultivator standing in front spoke indifferently, his tone calm, but his eyes held an unyielding gloom.

Hearing this, the two people behind him trembled violently, and without any hesitation, immediately knelt down with a

“Lord Blood Soul, spare our lives! We had indeed thoroughly investigated the situation of the Sects and Families stationed there. Logically, they shouldn't have been able to stop the Blood Beasts' surprise attack, and reinforcements wouldn't have arrived in time.”

“Who would have thought... a few Body Integration Stage Cultivators and a Mahayana Stage Dragon Clan member would suddenly appear out of nowhere...”

Their voices were filled with fear and bewilderment.

“Oh... so you mean, this time it was my bad luck?”

Blood Soul's tone was playful, but to the two behind him, it sounded like a death knell.

“No, no! This subordinate absolutely didn't mean that! Please, Lord, give this subordinate another chance to make up for the great mistake committed!”

They were scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, desperately kowtowing and begging for mercy incoherently.

Blood Soul slowly turned around, his indifferent eyes sweeping over the two of them.

Just when they thought they were doomed to die, they heard Blood Soul say in a gentle tone:

“Don't worry, I won't kill you...”

The two suddenly looked up, their eyes bursting with the wild joy of surviving a catastrophe.

But the next second, Blood Soul's words sent a chill down their spines.

“I'll even reward you handsomely...”

Blood Soul slowly raised a hand, and his pale palm suddenly erupted with an irresistible suction force.

“I'll reward you by... merging with me.”

“No—! Lord, spare our lives...”

Before they could finish their pleas for mercy, they transformed into two crimson streams of blood and were sucked into Blood Soul's body.

Blood Soul stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, the terrified faces of the two Body Integration Stage Cultivators flashing in his eyes.

“The taste... passable.”

After devouring his two subordinates, he raised his head, his gaze directed towards the defense line.

“Nether Abyss Dragon Emperor... interesting...”

Then, he felt a bit annoyed:

“Immortal Blood...”

The Saint had only bestowed three drops of Immortal Blood upon him, and one had already been wasted without any gains.

“With the Nether Abyss Dragon Emperor present, using another drop now would be futile...”

“It's better to go retrieve the secret treasure first.”

...After the Body Integration Stage Blood Beasts were cleared, the returning Cultivators quickly swept away the remaining Blood Beasts.

Except for the Cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Righteous Qi Sect's strongholds, who suffered heavy losses from the focused assault by the three Blood-Robed Cultivators, Cultivators from other Sects and Families had almost no casualties.

As Cultivators also stationed at this defense line, Tian Qiong and several other Body Integration Stage Cultivators went forward to offer a few words of comfort, then returned to their respective strongholds.

All the Cultivators stationed at this defense line were at the Soul Transformation Stage and above, the cream of the crop from each Sect.

So many deaths at once could be described as a severe blow to their Sects' Origin Qi.

Tian Qiong, heavy-hearted, had just returned to his stronghold when he was stunned by the sight before him.

All the Tian Family Disciples were respectfully looking in one direction, and the person standing there was none other than Su Mo.

What shocked Tian Qiong the most was not Su Mo, but the few Cultivators behind him.

“Nether Abyss... Dragon Emperor...”

Crimson Prison stood quietly behind and to the side of Su Mo, like the most loyal guard, followed closely by five Body Integration Stage Cultivators from the Six Desires Demonic Sect.

Tian Qiong rubbed his eyes in disbelief:

“What is going on?!”

“Could it be that Su Mo is the Sect Master mentioned by those people?!”

He took a deep breath, tidied his robes, and quickly walked towards Su Mo.

“worthy son-in-law, this is...”

Facing Su Mo, he actually felt a little nervous at this moment.

Seeing Tian Qiong's nervous appearance, Su Mo couldn't help but curve his lips and lightly chuckled:

“Uncle, there's no need to be nervous. This is Crimson Prison, who is... my follower.”

At Su Mo's signal, Crimson Prison nodded slightly.

Upon receiving Su Mo's answer, Tian Qiong's eyes immediately burst with joyful light.

It's true! It's actually true!

A Mahayana Stage Cultivator was actually his son-in-law's subordinate; this completely overturned his understanding.

He quickly cupped his hands in return, his posture extremely humble:

“Senior Crimson Prison, my apologies for the disrespect!”

Tian Qiong didn't think much about why Crimson Prison looked exactly like the Nether Abyss Dragon Emperor but sprayed fire instead of water.

He just assumed he was the Nether Abyss Dragon Emperor's twin brother.

“Uncle, there's no need for such formality.”

Su Mo then pointed to the five Elders behind him:

“These are the Elders of my Sect. You should have already met them earlier.”

“Greetings, Fellow Daoists.”

Tian Qiong cupped his hands politely, but then suddenly reacted:

“Sect Master?”

“I remember the Six Desires Demonic Sect doesn't have a Sect Master, only six Peak Masters...”

Before he could finish, Elder Qing Yin interrupted him.

“Fellow Daoist Tian Qiong, several days ago, we unanimously elected Su Mo as our Sect Master, to preside over all Sect matters.”

“Also, there are no longer six Elders, but five.”

Her gaze was calm. Although she was guarded by Tian Qiong and the others during the earlier assistance, which made her a bit displeased, her tone remained peaceful.

“So that's how it is. I was rude.”

Tian Qiong's expression was uncertain.

What exactly is the background of this worthy son-in-law? A Mahayana Stage guard, and he can make several Body Integration Stage Cultivators sincerely convinced and recommend him as Sect Master... this is absolutely not something an ordinary Prodigy can achieve!

Could it be... a Holy Land Saint?

The Four Great Sacred Lands are extremely mysterious and rarely appear in the world; very few even know their names.

But, if Su Mo is a Saint from a certain Holy Land, then having a Mahayana Stage Dao Protector makes sense.

As this thought arose, Tian Qiong suddenly felt everything become clear.

Suddenly, he remembered how he had mocked Su Mo as just a Cultivator with no influence or background, thinking that his third daughter marrying him would definitely be marrying down... now, recalling those words, they seemed utterly foolish!

Tian Qiong's old face couldn't help but flush:

“Ahem, worthy son-in-law, seeing that the battle has just ended and all Fellow Daoists are tired, let's not just stand here. I'll have someone prepare a banquet, and we can eat and chat.”

“And, by the way, discuss when to set the wedding date.”

He smiled gently, his words filled only with the care of an Elder for a Junior.

As these words came out, Su Mo's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, feeling a bit amused and helpless.

“Uncle, you're too kind.”

At this moment, Tian Quan, having finished tallying the casualties and gains of the Tian Family Disciples, walked over quickly.

“Father...”

Just as he uttered a word, Tian Qiong interrupted him.

“Go quickly and bring out that jar of Blood Jade Marrow that I've treasured.”

“Ah?”

Tian Quan was startled by the sudden words, subconsciously looking at Su Mo and the people around him, and immediately understood his father's intentions.

He smiled gently: “Father, I'll go arrange it now.”