Chapter 322: Truth Eye

"However, before summoning Xuemoshen Cain, I must evolve your True Sight Eye into a semi-finished Truth Eye."

"Haha, didn't expect that, did you? The True Sight Eye can also evolve into the Truth Eye; this is a discovery I once made."

"I originally thought I would never use this, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today."

"There is one thing you probably don't know."

"Memory Maze + True Sight Eye = Truth Eye."

"This is the relevant memory passed down to me by Xuemoshen Cain."

"After all, truth is only held in the hands of the few."

"And knowledge is also held in the hands of the few."

Du Bo looked greedily at Ye Bai's eyes, as if they were already his own possession.

"However."

Du Bo made a pivot.

"It can only be a semi-finished product."

"Because there must be a Godhead Crystal; only under the drive of a Godhead Crystal can the Truth Eye truly form."

"Do you feel that even though you are now a Tier 6 Pet Beast Master, the Pet Beast information identified through the True Sight Eye is becoming less and less?"

"This is because the level of the True Sight Eye is too low and it has slowly begun to fall behind."

"And the Truth Eye can perfectly resolve this problem."

"Ye Bai, you are lucky; before your Soul is merged by me, you can still experience the greatness of the Truth Eye."

"Abyss Giant Octopus, creature of the Abyss that I created, drag Ye Bai to the Blood Altar."

The nine eyes of the Abyss Giant Octopus stared fixedly at Ye Bai; it was like an indescribable Cthulhu entity.

When stared at by the eyes of the Abyss Giant Octopus, Ye Bai felt his Soul freeze instantly, and his entire body was completely beyond his control.

He was dragged by the Abyss Giant Octopus into the depths of the Blood Gongdian.

Here, there was a massive Blood Pool, in which twelve golden coffins were fixed, arranged like a clock.

In the very center of the Blood Pool, there was a huge Fallen Angel Statue; this was what was worshipped as Xuemoshen Cain.

He was originally an angel of Tianjie, but he was cast into Hell during the War of the Fallen, becoming a demon god of Hell.

Each coffin was similar to the one where Du Bo's true body resided, only the Blood Gems embedded on them were very, very few.

Blood gathered from the Blood Pool, forming the appearance of Xuemo Dubo.

"Welcome to my secret base."

"This is my most core place, a place that ordinary people do not know about."

Ye Bai looked at this altar for summoning Xuemoshen Cain, a trace of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Finally arrived here; as long as the allicin is poured into the Blood Pool, Xuemoshen Cain will never be able to descend here.

His plan of feigning weakness had succeeded.

The Abyss Giant Octopus had indeed frozen his Soul, but Ye Bai, who had contracted the Water Qilin Beast, quickly recovered.

He played along with the ruse to reach the very core of the Blood Demon.

This was the place specifically prepared for summoning Xuemoshen Cain.

Xuemo Dubo chanted a series of long, drawn-out Abyssal words.

The golden coffins trembled violently, and hysterical screams came from within.

Finally, the shouting stopped abruptly, and countless Blood Mist emerged from the golden coffins.

The Clones that had been cultivated by the Blood Demon as Blood Ancestors turned into nourishment for summoning Xuemoshen Cain at this moment.

However, within this blood-red Blood Mist, there were actually golden specks of light mixed in.

Ye Bai's eyes suddenly emitted a stinging, burning sensation.

This burning sensation was further stimulating Ye Bai.

He could feel his eyes undergoing a life-form transition.

Golden blood was filling the patterns in Ye Bai's eye sockets.

Tick, tick, tick.

Ye Bai heard the sound of a clock turning.

Clock patterns appeared in his pupils.

However, blood tears flowed from both of Ye Bai's eyes simultaneously.

His heart was pounding wildly.

"In the process of not having a Godhead Crystal, if you want to use the Truth Eye, you must find the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart."

"But fortunately, I have one in my hand as well."

Du Bo waved his hand, and immediately a crystal-clear ancient jade appeared in the void.

Ye Bai's heart was pounding; his inner self developed an extreme craving for the ancient jade.

"Is your eye craving this piece of ancient jade?"

"I can give it to you, but only after our Souls have merged."

Du Bo laughed heartily.

While he was triumphant, he did not notice that Ye Bai's mouth had turned into a smirk.

Just now, taking advantage of Du Bo's inattention, he had sprinkled a large amount of allicin into the Blood Pool.

"Blood Demon Art, Blood God Descent."

Monstrous waves surged in the Blood Pool, and countless skulls wearing black robes floated out from the Blood Pool.

Their bodies seemed to be illusory, and the teeth of every skull were as sharp as daggers; clearly, they were not human, but seemed to be the departed Souls of the Blood Clan.

The Weird formation drawn in fresh blood at the center of the Blood Pool flickered with blood-red light.

The runes twisted in mid-air like earthworms.

The mouths of the black-robed skeletons were opening and closing, murmuring ancient and Weird incantations, their voices low and filled with a Weird rhythm.

The air was permeated with the scent of blood and decay, an aura formed from the mixture of countless forbidden items.

As the sound of the incantations gradually intensified, the blood within the formation began to boil, twisting as if it had a life of its own, eventually turning into a mass of rolling Blood Mist that shrouded the entire ritual site.

The Soul Fire within the skulls of the black-robed skeletons twisted with fanaticism; they seemed to sense the signs of some existence descending, raising their hands high toward the sky, their faces revealing expressions of ecstasy intertwined with awe.

As a beam of blood-red light tore through the firmament, a powerful force ripped through the constraints of reality, and the figure of Xuemoshen Cain slowly appeared.

Cain stood in mid-air, those bottomless eyes seemingly capable of devouring all light.

His blood-colored robe rustled in the Gale, and he held a blood-colored sickle in his hand that exuded an aura of death.

Beneath Xuemoshen Cain sat a ferocious bone horse.

On its head was a long, narrow white horn.

Xuemoshen Cain had descended.

His appearance plunged the entire Blood Pool into dead silence, with only the cold wind blowing past, stirring up the scattered bloodstains on the ground.

Xuemoshen Cain had been summoned here by the illusory blood-kin skeletons.

However, under the oppression of this dark power, an indescribable fear was also spreading through the Blood Pool.

The blood demon knelt and kowtowed, a fanatical look appearing in his eyes.

Yet Xuemoshen Cain seemed extremely furious, emitting a sharp hiss to express his dissatisfaction.

Then, with a bang, he turned into Blood Mist and dissipated into the air, as if he had a feeling of wanting to avoid this place at all costs.

"The Blood Demon God is leaving just like that?"

"The Divine Art descent failed?"

"That shouldn't be!"

The blood demon was stunned.

As long as there is a sacrifice, the success rate of a divine descent is as high as ninety percent, and besides, he had used his own Blood Ancestor Clone as a sacrifice this time.

Logically speaking, the success rate should have reached one hundred percent!

Just at this moment, the remaining Blood Mist transformed into a sword of fresh blood, piercing directly from the forehead of the blood demon Du Bo into his body.

The blood demon's pupils contracted violently; he could feel the anger of the Demon God.

What on earth was going on?

"I curse you, I curse you, you damned thing!"

The sharp, angry roar of the Blood Demon God came from the remaining Blood Mist, while at this moment, the blood demon's body was pierced by the blood-red sword, and he was completely unable to move. The Demon God viewed the resources he had painstakingly collected as trash; this blow was too much for him.

The key was that with the Demon God's curse, the blood demon had to endure the pain of being pierced by the blood-colored sword at every moment until he completed his atonement to the Blood Demon God.

His path of retreat had been cut off, and he had exposed too many problems.

The blood demon's malevolent gaze fell upon Ye Bai.

He looked Ye Bai up and down.

"Ye Bai, it seems your luck has run out; as things stand, I can only completely possess you."

"Although the success rate will be lower without the help of the Blood Demon God, I will make you suffer less."

After speaking, the blood demon instantly turned into countless Blood Mist and rushed toward Ye Bai.

At this time, Zhang Lingxue was directing the poison dragon butterfly and the True Light Goddess butterfly to attack the blood demon's sub-body.

"Zhang Lingxue, I know you; you are a talented woman."

"A human life is very, very short; join us, and you will surely attain eternal life."

A trace of contempt appeared in Zhang Lingxue's eyes.

"For such an eternal life, I would rather die in my most beautiful years."

"Besides, you might not even be my match."

Zhang Lingxue still had a secret weapon she hadn't used.

That was the Vessel Soul of the Twenty-Eight Mansions, the Heart Moon Fox.

She was secretly waiting for an opportunity.

"Aren't you afraid that your disciple will be incited by me and transformed into a blood demon?"

The sub-body said coldly.

"No, I have one hundred percent confidence in my disciple; he is not someone who lets others easily sway his own thinking."

"You should know that the ability he possesses is Photographic Memory, so naturally, he won't be so shallow."

Du Bo smiled.

"Haha, I have already activated the Blood Demon Transformation Ritual; even if your disciple is unwilling, he will be forcibly transformed into a blood demon."

"Haha, when that time comes, I will be able to see the scene of you master and disciple killing each other."

When Du Bo said this, a cold sneer appeared on the corner of Zhang Lingxue's mouth instead.

"I laugh because you are truly too naive."

"The Blood Demon Transformation Ritual must be black magic, right?"

"And my disciple is least afraid of black magic."

"Why didn't you dare to cast the Blood Demon Transformation spell on me?"

"That is because my True Light Goddess butterfly happens to restrain your black magic."

"And my disciple is, of course, no exception."

"Sheng sheng guang zhao yao."

"Xuemo Dubo, I have already figured out your patterns."

"Prepare to die."

The Guangming Nüshen Die radiated a light as bright as day.

Everything was enveloped by the Holy Light.

And the sub-bodies of Xuemo Dubo dissolved rapidly, as if they had encountered concentrated sulfuric acid.

An incomparably hard Blood Core sank silently into the Blood Sea.

"Finally defeated this Xuemo; truly, villains die because they talk too much."

"If this guy hadn't been chattering away like five hundred ducks, I really wouldn't have been able to seize the opportunity to deal with the Xuemo."

"I hope I can still make it in time."

"Guangming Nüshen Die, charge into the Blood Sea."

Zhang Lingxue could sense Ye Bai's location through the Hellfire Ring on her hand.

This ring was a positioning ring specially crafted by Zhang Dashan.

No matter where they are, one can easily locate the position of the Pet Beast Master holding the Hellfire Ring.

A red light emerged from the Hellfire Ring and fell into the Blood Sea.

At this moment, the Guangming Nüshen Die carried Zhang Lingxue and charged straight into the Blood Sea.

Her own disciple, Ye Bai, was even more formidable in research than she, his teacher.

He must, absolutely must not perish here.

When necessary, Zhang Lingxue could elevate her strength to the eighth rank through extreme sublimation.

The Soul Weapon she held, the Heart Moon Hairpin, would also become protective armor to fight against the enemy together.

In the Blood Pool Gongdian, as the Blood Mist merged into Ye Bai's eyes, a light as white as jade suddenly converged into the center of Ye Bai's brow.

The fourth fragment of the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart had appeared.

They aggregated together, forming a phantom of a heart, though most of it was ethereal, and only the parts Ye Bai found were solid.

However, the appearance of the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart caused Ye Bai's Truth Eye to undergo its final transformation.

Runes resembling a clock appeared in his eyes.

"Xuemo, you are truly a pathetic guy."

"But your inheritance will be entirely inherited by me."

"For my Truth Eye to complete its final evolution, it still needs the complete life of a seventh-rank powerhouse."

"And among so many races, only the Xuemo have the chance to be immortal."

"I really have to thank Lord Xuemo Dubo for his generosity."

Ye Bai retorted sarcastically.

At this moment, the Xuemo had not yet figured out what exactly had happened.

He only felt an incomparably terrifying suction force drawing the Blood Mist into Ye Bai's eyes.

"No, no, what exactly is happening?"

A panicked voice came from the Blood Mist.

"Didn't I already say it?"

"The life of a complete seventh-rank powerhouse."

"Dubo, you originally had a chance to escape, but as luck would have it, you wanted to possess me, so don't blame me for using you as a sacrifice."

"Dubo, you didn't expect this, did you?"

A wild, arrogant smile appeared on Ye Bai's face.

Dubo had originally wanted to say something, but the closer he got to Ye Bai's eyes, the greater the suction coming from them became.

Dubo was sucked in before he could say a single word.

His vast life energy would become the energy for the evolution of Ye Bai's Truth Eye.

At this time, the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart transmitted information.

Only then did Ye Bai know that the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart had been scattered into nine pieces.

As long as the Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart is collected completely, there will surely be immense benefits.

And at this moment, Ye Bai already had four pieces in his hands.

Dubo's vast life energy was not enough to evolve Ye Bai's True Sight Eye into the Truth Eye.

However, Ye Bai's gaze turned toward the Blood Palace constructed from blood-red Blood Essence.

He licked his lips.

"Since Xuemo Dubo has already become nourishment for the Truth Eye, there is no reason for this Blood Palace to be left behind."

"I will turn this Blood Palace into Blood Mist and let it surge into my eyes."

"I didn't expect the result to be so dramatic; Dubo was actually kind enough to contribute all his energy to add bricks and tiles to the birth of my Truth Eye."

"Dubo is truly a great person; Doctor Dubo, since you are already thoroughly dead and even your Soul has been devoured by me, there is no need for this Blood Sea to exist."

(End of chapter)