Chapter 486: Bing Xuanzi

"A late-stage Nascent Soul grand cultivator of the human race! How could they possibly have reached the Blood Ring Realm and arrived here?"

A look of shock mixed with fury appeared on Gengchi Mojiao's face.

Meanwhile, 'Qishang Mojun' also displayed a grave expression.

But in truth, he was not panicked in the slightest; he was merely putting on a show for the other party.

The fact that the Tianhai Alliance and the Ice God Temple people could track them down so quickly this time was actually due to secret information leaked by Qin Ming.

Before he arrived at the Mojiao clan, his main body on Wangyue Island in the Human Realm had secretly ordered Hua Tianxiong to deliver intelligence regarding Prince Xuan Ce and his group to Lanxiancheng in the East Sea Immortal Realm.

Since the Mojiao clan possessed three fourth-stage great demons, and Prince Xuan Ce's side also had three early fourth-stage ones, even though Qin Ming's demonic infant possessed formidable strength, he would naturally be unable to handle fighting six alone.

Furthermore, he did not wish to lose the cover identity of Qishang Mojun; thus, even if he acted here and successfully slew several fourth-stage dragons,

once the news spread, all suspicion would inevitably converge upon Qishang Mojun.

Therefore, Qin Ming had to find a way to borrow strength, and since Canghe Qin Zhenjun and others from the Star Palace had also arrived in the Blood Ring Realm, they were naturally the perfect choice.

After his previous battle against Brother Gushan, the Demon Saint, at Wangyue Lake, Qin Ming's demonic infant clearly understood his own capabilities; even if he could not defeat a late-stage Nascent Soul grand cultivator, he was confident in his ability to escape unharmed.

This time, his goal was to take advantage of the chaos to secretly obtain Mojiao blood.

He intended to collect enough essence blood to plant spiritual rice all in one go.

That Dragon Transformation Pool also made Qin Ming's eyes burn with greed.

'I wonder if I put the Profound Water Crocodile in there to soak, whether it might awaken a True Spirit bloodline?'

However, he quickly dismissed such a thought.

After all, the Profound Water Crocodile was already his signature beast pet for pulling his carriage; if he were to release an ancient great crocodile brimming with demonic qi at that moment, how would those human realm cultivators view him?

'Better not.'

At the same time.

Inside the Dragon Transformation Pool, Prince Xuan Ce and the others also sensed the turmoil outside, and panic and astonishment appeared on their faces one after another.

After all, for a late-stage Nascent Soul grand cultivator, killing fourth-stage early Demon Saints like them would be as simple as crushing an ant.

Moreover, they had already entered the Dragon Transformation Pool and were undergoing the baptism of ancient bloodlines to replace their blood, as well as having their bodies infused with demonic qi; if this process were interrupted halfway, at best their cultivation would suffer greatly, and at worst they would die outright—it was no child's play.

Prince Xuan Ce had originally gambled everything, alienating friends and family to come to the Blood Ring Realm, and just as success seemed within reach, such a massive incident occurred; how could he possibly remain calm? "Fellow Daoist Gengchi, you go out and handle matters outside; I have already sent a request for aid to the Mo Alliance, and as long as you hold out for a short while, fellow Daoists from the nearby Mo Alliance will soon arrive to support us," Qishang Mojun said lightly to Gengchi Mojiao.

"As for the few fellow Daoists in the Dragon Transformation Pool, this seat will look after them personally and ensure nothing happens to them."

Upon hearing Qin Ming's words, Gengchi Mojiao seemed to grab hold of a life-saving straw and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Qishang, are your words true?"

"If our Mojiao clan can safely survive this calamity, this King will surely reward you heavily!"

Having said that, he gave a few instructions to the several guards watching over the Dragon Transformation Pool, then transformed into a streak of black light and flew outside to take command of the situation.

The crimson dragon formed by Prince Xuan Ce swayed its body within the Dragon Transformation Pool, as countless strands of pitch-black demonic blood turned into threads of black radiance and burrowed into his body.

At this moment, he endured the agony of having his entire blood replaced, his whole body trembling incessantly.

After Gengchi Mojiao departed.

A strange, evil smile suddenly appeared on Qishang Mojun's face; he raised his hand slightly, and the Mojiao clan guards surrounding the Dragon Transformation Pool all collapsed one after another, going limp on the ground and falling into unconsciousness.

After hearing 'Qishang Mojun's' arrangements, Prince Xuan Ce had just begun to breathe a sigh of relief, but he naturally noticed this sudden development as well.

"Fellow Daoist Qishang, you... what are you doing?!"

"What am I doing? Naturally, I am sending you on your way while you are unable to resist."

"Heh heh heh!"

Surrounded by surging demonic qi, Qishang Mojun's gaze was extremely calm, looking at the three great demons in the pool as if viewing dead men.

Outside the territory of the Mojiao clan in the Dragon Ridge Mountain Range, Gengchi Mojiao gazed at the dense army of human cultivators outside, and his heart immediately sank, a vague premonition of doom arising within him.

Although he could not comprehend why such a large-scale force of human realm cultivators could kill their way into the Blood Ring Realm,

he remained calm in the face of danger and immediately sent out a series of distress signals to the surrounding powers of the Blood Ring Realm.

A late-stage Nascent Soul grand cultivator was not something he could deal with alone.

"Clan Leader, what should we do?"

"The cultivators from the human realm are attacking with fierce momentum; the great formation of our clan grounds is about to collapse," a Mojiao clan elder said with a panicked expression.

"What is there to fear? They are merely humans."

"It is one thing if these human cultivators have not been corrupted and assimilated by those several Modao Sects, but they actually dare to run wild in the Blood Ring Realm."

"What kind of situations has our Mojiao clan not experienced?!"

"Transmit this King's order: fight to the death with these humans!"

Read the flawless version everywhere!

"Our Mojiao clan has inherited for thousands of years until today; there has never been talk of retreating or fearing battle. Are these humans not simply free blood food delivered to our doorstep?"

"Qishang Mojun of the Blood Refining Demon Sect is within the clan; he has already notified Nascent Soul fellow Daoists of the Mo Alliance to come to our aid. We only need to hold out for half a day, and we can encircle and destroy these humans."

Gengchi Mojiao instructed the two fourth-stage Mojiao beside him.

"Yes! We two will go handle this immediately."

Having said that, the other two shapeshifted great demons of the Mojiao clan felt slightly reassured; as if they had found a backbone, their confidence surged, and they accepted the order to go out and resist the spirit ship assault.

But before Gengchi Mojiao could take any action, as his divine sense gazed toward the spirit ships opposite, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness transmit over.

Above the sky.

Standing beside Canghe Qin Zhenjun was a handsome young man draped in a snow-white fox fur robe, radiating the same late-stage Nascent Soul magic power aura as him.

"Fellow Daoist Bing Xuanzi, let our Star Palace take the lead in this first battle," Canghe Qin Zhenjun said to the man in the fox fur.

Bing Xuan Zhenjun, clad entirely in snow-white fox fur, swept his narrow, cold eyes across with a glint of chill, speaking in a manner detached from the mortal world: "There is no need."

Having said that, Bing Xuanzi slowly raised his right hand, white as jade, toward the Mojiao clan's great formation and pressed downward! Ice River World!

In an instant, a bone-chilling coldness echoed between heaven and earth, the temperature plummeted, and it seemed as though even space itself had been frozen solid.

A stream of snow-white ice shards erupted from Bing Xuanzi's hand; wherever the Profound Ice spiritual energy passed, everything was instantly frozen.

Crack, crack, crack! Even the Gengchi Mojiao clan's fourth-tier great formation was coated in a thick layer of ice shards under Bing Xuanzi's ice divine ability, then shattered apart one after another.

Those demonic beasts of lower realms turned into ice sculptures within the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterward, the formations on Dragon Spine Mountain were broken, and the human cultivator army advanced as if on flat ground, flooding into the Gengchi Mojiao clan with overwhelming force, driven by hatred for the demonic path invasion.

"Kill! Slaughter all these demon brats from the Blood Ring Realm!"

"Slaughter that bastard Prince Xuan Ce! Avenge our fallen comrades from the East Sea!"

The Gengchi Mojiao's face changed drastically; he manifested his huge black dragon body, over three hundred zhang long, and barely managed to withstand Bing Xuanzi's ice-sealing divine ability.

But before he could even catch his breath, his eyelids twitched violently, and a sensation of heart palpitations surged through him.

His eyes filled with disbelief, and he cried out in horror, "What has gone wrong at the Dragon Transformation Pool?"

"Why have the auras of Prince Xuan Ce and the other two completely vanished? And where is Qishang Mojun?"

Even though the Gengchi Mojiao had rampaged across the Blood Ring Realm for several thousand years, he could no longer hold himself together now, falling into complete disarray.

He never expected that instead of the reinforcements promised by Qishang Mojun, what awaited him was such a catastrophic disaster...

(End of Chapter)