Chapter 566: Resurrected Terracotta Warriors

In the terrifying atmosphere of the blood‑moon night, these myriad soul banners seemed to have received unprecedented nourishment, and their power was transforming at an astonishing speed.

Do you feel it? The resentment around us is growing stronger; they are being drawn to the myriad soul banners!" A female cultivator clutched her chest, sensing that icy, evil aura.

Those wandering souls and wild ghosts have come too! They are being attracted by the power of the myriad soul banners and are rapidly gathering here!" A young cultivator pointed at the faint ghostly shadows flickering in the red light, his voice almost breaking.

As the wandering souls and wild ghosts arrived, the dance of the myriad soul banners became even more chaotic, as if they were reveling, celebrating the impending power.

The runes on the black banners began to glow, each like a greedy mouth devouring everything around.

Let the myriad soul banners continue to transform, and the whole Tianji Shengyu will be ours!" An old cultivator shouted loudly, his voice revealing resolve.

However, when they tried to approach the myriad soul banners, they found their power utterly insignificant before these evil treasures.

The resentment released by the myriad soul banners formed a barrier; any cultivator attempting to approach would be eroded by that icy force, their bodies beginning to stiffen and their souls beginning to be pulled.

No! My body, my body is out of control!" A cultivator shouted in terror as he approached the myriad soul banners, his face filled with fear.

Fall back! The power of the myriad soul banners is too great; we cannot oppose it directly!" Another cultivator, feeling his companion's fate, shouted urgently.

The cultivators began to retreat, their eyes filled with despair.

In the depths of Tianji Shengyu, Heavenly Pivot True Person Hu Xiaocao stood on a secluded high ground, his gaze piercing the red light of the blood‑moon night, fixed upon the mysterious place where countless black banners danced frenziedly.

His eyes shone with brilliant light, as if he could see through the secrets of heaven and earth.

Under the great calamity, the myriad soul banners' transformation is fundamental." Hu Xiaocao's voice was calm and powerful, his words revealing a deep understanding of this disaster: "If sufficient heaven‑earth killing essence is absorbed, the former resentful souls and wild ghosts inside will gain sentience and then become ghost cultivators.

She continued, her eyes blazing brighter: "Ghost cultivators feed on the souls of all beings and can forge a great power for the earth cultivators anew.

Those words contained not only an analysis of the current situation but also a far‑reaching plan for the future.

The other earth cultivators, hearing this, whispered to one another, their eyes flashing with shock and excitement.

The demon master's method is superb; this is a trump card for the future against the Huanyu superpower." A cultivator praised, his voice carrying admiration for Hu Xiaocao and anticipation for the future.

In their view, although this great calamity brought endless disaster and death, it also nurtured new strength and possibility.

The transformation of the myriad soul banners and the birth of ghost cultivators are not only weapons against the blood‑moon night, but also a trump card for earth cultivators to counter the Huanyu superpower in future struggles.

We must seize this opportunity, guide these newly born ghost cultivators, and make them our strength." Hu Xiaocao's words conveyed firmness and resolve; this would be the key for earth cultivators to survive in Tianji Shengyu.

The surrounding cultivators nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with determination.

Amid the terror of the blood‑moon night, they found new hope and also a new strength to counter future threats.

Heavenly Pivot True Person Hu Xiaocao faced the chaotic scene before him, his voice calm and confident: "Don't worry; with the myriad soul banners present, those ghost cultivators are easy to control. Let's not rush—first let them gather.

As his words fell, Hu Xiaocao began to perform a series of complex hand seals, his hands tracing mysterious trajectories in the air, each movement seemingly pulling at the forces of heaven and earth.

Seeing this, the surrounding cultivators likewise began to assist, knowing Heavenly Pivot True Person's plan, and they started casting their own arts to help guide those ghost cultivators.

A strange phenomenon began; the newly born ghost cultivators, drawn by the myriad soul banners, began to converge toward the base of the Tianji Mountains.

Their shadows flickered in the blood‑moon's red light, like a group of specters pulled by invisible threads, slowly moving in the same direction.

As the ghost cultivators gathered, the base of the Tianji Mountains began to show even more astonishing changes.

Streams of mysterious red liquid welled up from the ground, flowing across the surface and converging into a vast blood sea.

This blood sea covered a radius of a hundred li, its vast extent shocking all cultivators.

This… this is a blood sea! It actually condensed in the Tianji Mountains!" An older cultivator's voice trembled, his eyes full of disbelief.

The surface of the blood sea roiled with blood bubbles; each surge seemed to have countless resentful souls struggling within.

The blood‑killing qi emanating from the blood sea was extremely intense; even the strongest cultivator could sense the terrifying power it contained.

This blood sea… its power is enough to nourish those ghost cultivators, making them stronger." Hu Xiaocao gazed at the blood sea, his eyes flashing with profound light.

The cultivators began to set up formations around the blood sea, knowing it would become the key to controlling ghost cultivators; they must harness this power to transform those ghost cultivators into a controllable force.

We must be careful; the power of this blood sea is too great—if it runs loose, the consequences would be unimaginable." A cultivator warned, his voice tinged with anxiety.

Hu Xiaocao nodded, fully aware of this. He began directing the cultivators to reinforce the formations, while silently calculating in his mind how to most effectively use the blood sea's power.

Under the shroud of the blood‑moon night, the blood sea in the Tianji Mountains became a new terrifying presence.

It not only provided nourishment for ghost cultivators, but also added more uncertainty to the future of Tianji Shengyu.

Heavenly Pivot True Person Hu Xiaocao and the other cultivators stood at the edge of the blood sea, their eyes holding both expectation and vigilance; they knew this blood sea would be a trump card against the Huanyu superpower, yet at the same time a double‑edged sword.

Woo… woo… woo…

At the base of the Tianji Mountains, the blood sea formed from the gathering of mysterious red liquid had become a horrifying scene that made one's heart pound.

The blood sea stretched wide, covering a radius of a hundred li; its borders blurred under the blood‑moon's glow, like a wound torn in the earth, flowing with endless blood.

The surface of the blood sea occasionally surged with huge blood bubbles; when each burst, it was accompanied by mournful wails and piercing cries, as if countless resentful souls were struggling to survive within.

Occasionally, vague figures appeared in the blood sea; they were the wandering souls and wild ghosts drawn by the blood‑killing qi, their shadows flickering in the blood sea, emitting chilling whispers and sobs.

That blood sea… it seems to be breathing!" A cultivator's voice was laced with undisguised fear as he pointed to the constantly surging blood bubbles in the blood sea.

No, it's not just breathing; it's the wailing of countless resentful souls, tormented within the blood sea!" Another cultivator replied, his face pale, eyes full of terror.

Around the blood sea, a heavy stench of blood and the aura of death permeated the air, making even the bravest cultivator feel a chill.

At the edge of the blood sea, the land was stained dark brown, vegetation withered, life force completely drained, leaving only dead silence.

Do you feel it? The power of this blood sea keeps growing, devouring everything around!" An old cultivator said in a low voice, his face lined with age but now etched with worry.

Occasionally within the blood sea, a powerful ghost cultivator would break through the surface, its body becoming more solid, its eyes flashing with crimson light.

Empowered by the blood sea's nourishment, these ghost cultivators grew stronger; they let out provocative roars in the air, then dove back into the blood sea, waiting for the next strike.

We must be careful; the power of these ghost cultivators has already surpassed our imagination—they are no mere wandering souls, but true ghost cultivators!" Hu Xiaocao warned, his eyes flashing with vigilance.

Above the blood sea, the red light of the blood moon intertwined with the blood sea's own glow, forming a strange scarlet canopy.

Beneath that canopy, all life seemed insignificant, all hope fragile.

At the edge of the blood sea, earth cultivators stood, their gazes piercing the thick blood mist to look upon that forbidden expanse.

Their faces no longer showed fear, but a complex emotion—both awe of the unknown and anticipation of the opportunities to come.

Those Huanyu powers would never imagine that their blood‑moon night is merely a wedding dress for the earth." An earth cultivator sneered, his voice tinged with sarcasm and smugness.

The blood sea has succeeded; now the resentment of the Shengyu calamity rages heaven‑high, presenting the perfect opportunity for ghost cultivators to grow." Another cultivator continued, his eyes flashing with plans and expectations for the future.

"From now on, the Blood Sea will become a forbidden zone; only we Earth cultivators may enter and then use it." Heavenly Pivot True Person Hu Xiaocao said in a deep voice, his words revealing determination and confidence.

The existence of the Blood Sea is not merely a terrifying sight for Earth cultivators; it is also a great opportunity.

In this Blood Sea, ghost cultivators' power can increase rapidly, while Earth cultivators can use these ghost cultivators to gain greater influence in the Tianji Shengyu.

"The Tianji Shengyu will become our Earth cultivators' pocket." A young cultivator said passionately, his voice full of anticipation for the future.

Nourished by the Blood Sea, ghost cultivators' power grows stronger each day; they will become the swords in Earth cultivators' hands, cutting through all obstacles.

Earth cultivators began setting up formations beside the Blood Sea, ensuring its power would be wholly for their own use.

"We will establish a new sect here, dedicated to cultivating and controlling ghost cultivators." Hu Xiaocao announced, his eyes flashing with firm light.

The cultivators began to act, building solid formations and defensive works along the Blood Sea's edge.

They knew this would become their new base, and also the frontline position against the Huanyu great powers.

"From now on, the pattern of the Tianji Shengyu will change because of us." Hu Xiaocao stood beside the Blood Sea; his voice echoed in the night sky, full of power.

After the Blood Sea's successful construction, Heavenly Pivot True Person Hu Xiaocao immediately used a secret method to transmit the news, delivering this joy to Longling and other Earth cultivator leaders.

The news spread like a fierce wind, swiftly sweeping through the Earth cultivator camp throughout the Tianji Shengyu.

"Demon Master, Golden Peng King, Zhi Dun, Qin Shi Huang, Li Bai, Qingxu Daoist, Abbot of Xiguangsi… everyone, the Blood Sea has succeeded; our plan has taken a crucial step!" Hu Xiaocao's voice carried undisguisable excitement and pride.

The news reached Longling's ears; a glint flashed in her eyes, then she showed a satisfied smile.

"Hu Xiaocao, well done! The success of the Blood Sea means our power will be greatly enhanced." Longling's voice was full of praise.

The Golden Peng King, the famed speed-and-strength demon expert, upon hearing the news, spread his wings and soared high, letting out a long cry that pierced clouds and split stone, expressing his joy and excitement.

Zhi Dun gave a slight nod, his eyes flashing with wisdom: "This is heaven helping me; the Blood Sea will bring us endless power."

Qin Shi Huang also couldn't help but reveal a heroic smile: "Good! With the Blood Sea, our army will grow stronger; the Tianji Shengyu will surely be incorporated into my Great Qin's territory."

Li Bai, brush flying, ink splashing, improvised a poem to praise this feat: "The Blood Sea surges, ghost cultivators gather, Demon Master Longling, plans like divine."

Daoist Qingxu twirled his beard and smiled, murmuring: "The Dao follows nature; the Blood Sea forms, ghost cultivators arise, heavenly decree so, Demon Master Longling, unmatched wisdom."

The Abbot of Xiguangsi pressed his palms together, lowly chanting: "Amitabha Buddha, the Blood Sea accomplished, ghost cultivators attain the Way, Demon Master Longling, boundless merit."

These leader figures each hold significant influence in their respective fields.

They praised Longling Demon Master's plan without end, considering it a crucial step against the Huanyu great powers.

"The Demon Master's plan has let us Earth cultivators find firm footing in the Tianji Shengyu; in the future we will surely reap boundless benefits." Hu Xiaocao continued the transmission, his words full of respect.

Earth cultivators in their own territories also began to praise Longling Demon Master.

They believed that with the Blood Sea as a strong backing, their status in the Tianji Shengyu would be unshakable.

"Hu Xiaocao, the time has come; we can place the brought terracotta warriors into the Blood Sea."

Longling's voice again echoed in Hu Xiaocao's ear via the transmission secret method.

After receiving the order, Hu Xiaocao's eyes flashed with a hint of resolve; he took out an exquisite spatial jade plate from his bosom, the plate's interior forming its own space, holding countless terracotta warriors provided by Qin Shi Huang.

These terracotta warriors are not ordinary pottery figurines; they have been refined by a special secret method, being funerary objects of the First Emperor, affected by subterranean yin veins, transformed into dreadful yin entities.

"If successful, the ancient great army will be resurrected, becoming ghost commanders of the ghost cultivators!" Hu Xiaocao shouted loudly, casting the spatial jade plate into the air.

The jade plate rotated above the Blood Sea, emitting a faint glow; then a beam of light shot from the plate, straight to the depths of the Blood Sea.

As the beam appeared, countless terracotta warriors surged forth from the light, like a silent army, cast into the Blood Sea.

Upon contacting the Blood Sea's blood water, these terracotta warriors immediately began a horrifying transformation.

"Those terracotta warriors are actually absorbing the Blood Sea's ghost essence; they seem to be coming back to life!" At that moment, a cultivator behind Hu Xiaocao exclaimed, his voice tinged with fear and excitement.

Cracks began to appear on the terracotta warriors' surfaces, as if something inside struggled to break out of its shell.

As the cracks widened, the terracotta warriors' clay shells began to peel away, revealing a blood-red substance within.

These substances quickly coagulated in the Blood Sea, forming something resembling flesh and blood.

The terracotta warriors' eyes gradually lit up, flashing with blood-red light; their expressions shifted from stiff to ferocious, as if granted new life.

These former clay guardians have now become true flesh-and-blood bodies, their strength and speed greatly enhanced.

"These terracotta warriors are now stronger and more terrifying than in life!" Hu Xiaocao said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with satisfied light.

The terracotta warriors formed ranks in the Blood Sea, their movements neat and uniform, as if still under some mysterious command.

They exude strong killing intent and murderous aura; even the mightiest cultivator can feel the heart-pounding power emanating from them.

"Demon Master Longling's plan is truly unfathomable; these terracotta warriors will become a great aid for us in the Tianji Shengyu." A cultivator praised, his voice full of admiration.

As the terracotta warriors continually changed, the Blood Sea's blood water seemed to grow more turbulent, as if cheering for these newborn warriors.

The power of the Blood Sea and that of the terracotta warriors mutually fused, forming a new balance.

"From now on, these terracotta warriors will be our most loyal soldiers; they will keep growing in the Blood Sea, becoming our blades against the Huanyu great powers." Hu Xiaocao announced, his voice echoing above the Blood Sea.

The Blood Sea's surface is no longer calm; it has been stirred into towering blood waves, each splash seemingly carrying the wails of countless wronged souls.

The Blood Sea seems to have been aroused by some ancient power; its blood water began to boil, blood bubbles continuously rising, each bubble containing strong resentment and killing intent.

"The Blood Sea's power hasn't weakened; it seems to be strengthening, the blood water becoming more concentrated!" a cultivator exclaimed, his voice tinged with fear.

At this moment, the Blood Sea's color grew even darker, as if it would devour all light.

On the sea surface began to appear twisted, agonized faces, flickering in and out, emitting silent screams; they are the resentment of living beings swallowed by the Blood Sea.

"These resentments, they have condensed in the Blood Sea into substance!" Hu Xiaocao said in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with awe at this power.

As the terracotta warriors continually absorb and transform, the resentment and killing intent in the Blood Sea become more active.

In the sea, crimson lightning bolts began to appear, like frenzied dancing flood dragons, wandering wildly across the surface; each strike on a terracotta warrior makes its aura even more ferocious.