Chapter 455: Demonic Fetus, Soft Persimmon

Boom~

On a star fragment, battle erupted.

This sea of shattered stars is not empty; the dark energy within is quite dense, and on some star fragments, plants and astral aberrations also exist.

And every few hundred million kilometers, one can also see some tiny luminous bodies.

They are tiny stars, more like stellar fragments.

Soon, the battle ended.

Even the core was split open... this power is terrifying...

Lu Xun flew to the center of the star fragment and felt a strange power.

This star fragment is half of a star.

The other half is opposite.

It looks as if the star was sliced in half by a single sword strike.

Even if this is just an ordinary star with low worldly strength, being able to cut it like tofu with a single sword is beyond what the Eight or Nine Realms can achieve.

The astral aberrations gathered here are feeding on the strange power lingering at the cut, thereby becoming unusually troublesome.

This Spirit Realm is not simple.

Old Master Fu spoke in a low voice.

Just now, he also made a move.

The astral aberrations here are indeed quite strong, their combat power exceptionally fierce; among them, two Eight Realm ones were dealt with by Old Master Fu.

Lu Xun nodded lightly: 'Grandfather, a world-shaking battle surely took place here.'

Hmm, likely a battle above the Tenth Realm, but I can only sense a remnant of one power; the other power vanished completely, which is abnormal.

Old Master Fu's gaze swept around.

Several people have been exploring this Spirit Realm for several days.

Over these days, they have passed through many areas, and similar battle traces have been found in several places.

Near these battle traces, a residual power can be felt.

But the other power leaves no trace.

This is clearly abnormal.

The one capable of cleaving a star with a single sword, even shattering stars, could not have gone mad there for no reason, striking at the air, could they?

Grandfather, could the other side of the battle still be alive?

Fu Yue guessed.

Old Master Fu said: 'It's not impossible; in any case, be more careful in our later actions; if we sense danger, we'll retreat first.'

Okay.

Lu Xun nodded.

At the ancient road junctions, sometimes the stronger one's strength, the more cautious they become.

Just like Old Master Fu.

Because with his strength, he can perceive deeper things.

The secrets he knows also far surpass those of ordinary cultivators.

Only the ignorant are fearless.

The more one knows, the more cautious they become.

Several people then continued their actions.

We can go in now.

On the other side.

After guarding for several days, Ning Qianqian collected a white silkworm.

This is a mother-child silkworm.

Between the mother and child silkworms, messages can be transmitted ignoring spatial distance.

Here, ignoring spatial distance is not absolute; it also depends on the grade of the mother-child silkworm.

Ning Qianqian's pair, cultivated for a long time, poses no problem within the same Spirit Realm.

Qianqian, how do we enter? They are bound by blood.

Lu Xueqi said.

Or, use your younger brother's blood?

Ning Qianqian looked toward Lu Chen.

Lu Chen hurriedly hid behind Lu Xueqi: 'Sister Qianqian, spare me.'

This guy has often been dealt with by Ning Qianqian before, leaving him with a psychological shadow of her.

Useless.

Ning Qianqian expressed disdain.

She took out some small vials, which actually contained fresh blood.

Come, each gets a portion; this is made from your blood, carries your aura, can pass as genuine, and can be hidden on the arm.

Ning Qianqian threw the four portions of blood to the other four people.

The four received them and, as Ning Qianqian said, hid the blood on their arms.

Then Ning Qianqian drew a portion of blood onto her hand, chanting, and began drawing on the ground.

Blood guides starlight, souls ferry the netherworld

Demonic fetus reincarnates, divine corpse reforms

Star tracks open the way, realms burst open.

Spiritual light guides, instant shadow returns.

Soon.

A six-pointed star array formed, slowly lighting up.

Come, put it on, after entering don't act rashly, wait for my signal.

Ning Qianqian threw out several cloaks.

After the few people put on the cloaks, they immediately exuded a strong demonic aura.

This made them look like genuine demon cultivators.

Let's go.

She led the way into the six-pointed star array, disappearing inside.

The other four followed closely behind.

When they reappeared, they had already arrived in a void of dark realm.

All around there was no light, the stars were hidden, only eternal silence enveloped the eight directions.

If one looks downward, below seems to be a bottomless abyss.

Its depth is unfathomable, its darkness immeasurable, as if it would devour all things.

And above the abyss,

A hexagonal prism stood towering,

This prism towered over a thousand zhang, its body pitch black,

Like an ancient monument that has endured since time immemorial,

Solitarily suspended in the void.

The position where the five appeared was around the base of the prism.

At this time, many people still surrounded the prism.

These people all wore cloaks, hiding their faces, making their appearances unclear.

All together, they numbered over a hundred.

There are humans.

Although that is so, the five still discovered among them some individuals who were clearly human.

These fellows...

Lu Xueqi's eyes flashed with killing intent.

Many opportunities and encounters exist in the ancient road's nodes, but some opportunities are evil for humans.

Just like this demon god reincarnation.

Unexpectedly, humans have come running.

Such things have happened many times in the past.

There will always be those who will stop at nothing to become stronger.

And the root of all such ruthless means is incompetence.

They themselves can no longer grow normally, yet they refuse to be mediocre.

Thus they only have the shortcut left.

Even if that shortcut is evil.

Even, inside there may be hidden traps.

Those who have dealings with demons and demon gods, inside there is a high chance of pits.

It's almost complete.

Ning Qianqian's gaze fell upon the prism.

On the prism above, the blood-colored patterns resembled a spiderweb, madly crawling upward.

Hey, newcomers, offer up your blood.

A tall demon flew over and said to the five.

Ning Qianqian, without a word, drew a knife and cut her wrist.

Instantly,

Fresh blood poured forth.

She flicked her fingers, sending the fresh blood onto the prism.

Seeing this, Lu Xueqi and the others understood Ning Qianqian's earlier intention of giving them blood, each cutting their wrists and offering their blood.

In fact, the blood they used was not their own, but that given by Ning Qianqian.

As the five's blood joined, the blood-colored patterns on the prism climbed even faster.

Hurry, pour more blood.

We must let the demonic embryo choose us; as long as the demonic embryo appears in our family, we will have a chance to rise!

On the other side of the prism, He Zhen continuously sent voice transmissions to his descendants.

I will surely obtain the demonic embryo!

He Huan kept pouring out fresh blood, putting it into the prism.

He is an immortal cultivator, his body not as robust as that of a martial cultivator.

But after shedding too much fresh blood, He Huan's face turned pale, his whole body feeling as if it might collapse at any moment.

These idiots.

Not far away, a group of demon cultivators watched the joke.

The demon god's reincarnation isn't about who sheds more blood.

But rather who is more suitable.

If unsuitable, saying anything is useless.

Under everyone's gaze, finally.

The blood-red pattern on the square pillar climbed to the highest point.

Immediately after, the entire square pillar lit up, emitting countless blood-red rays, each ray shooting toward a person.

"Don't rush."

Ning Qianqian gave a "don't rush" look.

The other party is still choosing a suitable target.

After the blood-red light lingered on everyone, it kept sweeping over each person, as if checking something.

Lu Xueqi and the others, following Ning Qianqian's earlier taught method, quietly activated a special technique.

This can avoid being selected.

They came to seize the demon fetus and, by the way, wipe out the demonic cultivators, not to become hosts of the demon fetus.

"Choose me, choose me."

He Huan muttered there, desperately wishing to be chosen.

Becoming a host of the demon fetus, one can imagine how dangerous it would be.

But the benefits are not few.

Once selected, strength will instantly receive a boost.

Moreover, if one can counter-kill the demon god's will inside the demon fetus, then the demon fetus will become harmless.

At that point, one can use the demon fetus for cultivation.

That is equivalent to equipping oneself with a cultivation aid; the speed of cultivation could be incredibly fast.

That is also why.

Despite knowing it's extremely dangerous, the reason the He family still comes.

Likewise, the reason those demonic cultivators and demon race people come.

They are not here to be a wedding dress for the demon god.

Interestingly,

The fallen demon god probably also anticipated this.

This is a game where both sides know the rules and are willing to gamble.

Time passed bit by bit.

As time passed, the blood-red light emitted from the square pillar was decreasing.

The blood-red light on some people disappeared.

"Why isn't it me!"

"Damn it!"

Those not selected had their faces turn rather ugly.

Their eyes flickered, looking at others who still had the blood-red light, wondering what scheme they were hatching.

The blood-red light kept decreasing.

Until only three remained.

Then, the three blood-red rays suddenly brightened, and strands of blood-red energy began to infuse into the remaining three persons' bodies.

"Hahaha, I actually got selected!"

He Huan laughed loudly.

Because,

The square pillar truly chose him.

Besides He Huan, there were two others.

One was a demonic cultivator, the other a demon race person.

"Three."

Ning Qianqian's eyes lit up.

She originally thought there was only one demon fetus, but unexpectedly there were three.

If they could seize all three, they'd strike it rich.

Ning Qianqian wasn't in a hurry; it wasn't yet time to act.

"Don't look at me like that, protect me; this demon fetus I share with you, if you want to seize it, go seize that guy's—he's the weakest."

Among the demonic cultivators, the one who obtained the demon fetus sensed something amiss.

Because the surrounding demonic cultivators were looking at him with hostile gazes.

After this demonic cultivator finished speaking, many demonic cultivators turned their gazes toward He Huan.

"Not good!"

He Zhen's face sank.

Those demonic cultivators are not few in number; in his perception, several are at the Six Realms, and the others are at the Four or Five Realms, making them tough to deal with.

What's more troubling for him is,

The demon race people also directed their gazes over.

"This is thinking we're easy to bully, right?"

He Zhen's gaze turned cold.

Among the several groups present, the He family is indeed the weakest.

There is only one in the Sixth Realm, none in the Fifth Realm, the rest are in the Third and Fourth Realms; it's a bit too harsh.

"Hahaha, I've broken through to the fourth realm!"

He Huan burst out laughing.

Under the infusion of that blood-colored light, He Huan finally broke through to the fourth realm.

This isn't over yet; his strength continues to increase.

At the same time, the demonic fetus within his body is also forming.

This demonic fetus is planted in the dantian, regardless of whether the host is male or female.

"Ignorant."

Ning Qianqian looked at He Huan as if looking at a pitiful worm.

What good is it to increase one's strength so quickly? This kind of empowerment-style boost inherently carries hidden dangers, let alone the fact that He Huan's power will be completely contaminated.

A full quarter hour passed.

Finally,

Three blood-colored light pillars disappeared.

The thousand-block-high cube dimmed again, as if all its power had been exhausted.

"Fifth realm!!!"

He Huan laughed so hard he couldn't close his mouth.

His strength actually jumped straight to the fifth realm in one go.

"Attack!"

Just as the blood-colored light pillars vanished, demonic cultivators and demon race members almost simultaneously attacked the He family's people.

The He family was treated as a soft persimmon.