Chapter 1221: Concentrating the Purple Nightmare Demon Body! Star-Class Combat Power!

Xu Jingming nodded solemnly at the words.

Such an outrageous bloodline technique naturally comes with side effects.

"The cultivation of the Purple Nightmare Demon Scripture requires demon blood—I've already prepared it for you."

The Purple Nightmare Sovereign raised his right hand, palm upward, "If you hunted demons yourself, you'd only obtain Starlight-grade demon blood."

But you are my heir—the demon blood will naturally be the pinnacle."

His five fingers slowly clenched, and the void suddenly split open a grotesque fissure.

In an instant, the entire secret realm trembled violently.

Countless purple lightning bolts erupted from the fissure, like ten thousand serpents of thunder writhing in frenzy.

Xu Jingming felt every hair on his body stand on end, a shiver of mortal dread gripping him!

The next moment, a single drop of purplish-red blood slowly floated out from the void's tear.

The droplet was no larger than a thumb, yet it seemed to carry the weight of an entire world.

Its surface swirled with black, purple, and red halos; within, countless micro-thunderbolts intertwined and clashed.

"This is...?" Xu Jingming's heart reeled in shock.

Just a single drop of blood could produce such an effect?

"This is a drop of heartblood I took from a Lei Yu Demon I slew in life, sealed ever since."

The Purple Nightmare Sovereign's lips curled slightly, his voice tinged with nostalgia:

"Lei Yu Demons are upper-tier bloodlines among demons—adults rival Eternal Divine Spirits."

This one reached Sovereign rank; I battled it for months before barely prevailing and utterly annihilating it."

Xu Jingming's throat tightened.

Merely gazing at this drop of blood made his eyes sting, and strange purple blotches began appearing at the edges of his vision.

Even his mind began to swell with murderous, violent urges—as if he wanted to destroy everything!

"Demons are synonymous with murder, destruction, and chaos."

Even a single drop of their blood can plunge one into madness."

Were I to release this blood into the cosmos, it could easily corrupt an entire star region."

The Purple Nightmare Sovereign's voice boomed like a celestial bell.

Only then did Xu Jingming break free from the negative emotions, gasping in shock.

A single drop of blood corrupting a star region? What an unimaginably terrifying power!

And now—he was about to merge this drop into his own body!

"The Lei Yu Demon I slew primarily cultivated Lightning, Destruction, and Flame Laws—perfectly suited to you."

The Purple Nightmare Demon Body forged from this blood will greatly aid you."

But the process will be excruciating—have you prepared yourself?"

The Purple Nightmare Sovereign smiled at Xu Jingming.

T0-level bloodline technique!

Sovereign-grade demon blood!

And even the Sovereign who created the technique himself is laying the foundation for you!

Xu Jingming had no hesitation—he nodded directly:

"Begin, Elder!"

"Good—decisive!"

The Purple Nightmare Sovereign laughed heartily and swept his hand.

The floating drop of blood suddenly shuddered violently, its surface covered in countless fine purple runes.

"Unseal!"

With a soft command, the purple runes shattered inch by inch.

In an instant, an indescribable, terrifying pressure swept through the entire secret realm!

Xu Jingming grunted, his knees buckling as he nearly collapsed.

He felt as if a star had crushed his back—every bone in his body groaned under unbearable strain!

This blood had been sealed—this was its true power!

"Go!"

The Purple Nightmare Sovereign pointed with his sword finger—the blood shot like a streak of light straight into Xu Jingming's third eye!

"Ahh—!"

Since beginning cultivation, Xu Jingming had endured much pain.

But this agony was unlike any before—he let out an uncontrollable scream!

His entire body rose into the air.

Purple demonic runes instantly crawled across his skin, writhing like living things.

Wherever they passed, flesh swelled and sank—as if something was burrowing beneath his skin.

Pain! Unbearable, indescribable pain!

The moment the blood entered his body, it shattered into countless microscopic droplets, racing through his veins to every limb and organ.

Wherever the blood passed, cells shattered and rebirthed—each rebirth tinged with a faint purple glow.

Xu Jingming felt every inch of his flesh being torn apart and reassembled.

"Activate the Purple Nightmare Demon Scripture!"

The Purple Nightmare Sovereign's voice exploded like thunder in Xu Jingming's mind.

At the same time, Ziyuan's vast spiritual force entered his body, helping to sort through the demon blood.

Xu Jingming gritted his teeth against the agony and began circulating the Demon Scripture according to the secret technique in his mind.

Oddly, as the cultivation method flowed, the pain began to lessen.

The rampant blood gradually grew docile, sinking into his body and merging with his flesh and bones.

At the same time, his body began to undergo astonishing changes.

His bones cracked and popped; his height surged from one point nine five meters to three meters, and a pair of demonic curved horns sprouted from his scalp!

Fine purple scales emerged across his skin, and a fearsome long tail grew from his coccyx.

The most astonishing change occurred on his back—two bulges suddenly swelled.

Then—"chīla!"—a pair of purple fleshy wings, each with a wingspan exceeding five meters, burst open!

The surface of the wings was covered in fine scales, their edges sharp as blades; each gentle flap sent sparks of Lei Guang flying.

"The Ziyuan Demon Body is complete!"

Ziyuan's eyes blazed with sharp light.

Xu Jingming slowly opened his eyes; his pupils had turned pure purple, with Lei Ting swirling within.

He felt the surging power within him—a sense of strength unlike anything he had ever known filling every inch of his body.

With a simple clench of his fist, fine black cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

"Is this... the power of the Ziyuan Demon Body?"

Xu Jingming's voice had grown deep and hoarse, echoing with a metallic timbre.

He thought once, and his twin wings snapped open—he instantly broke past three hundred times the speed of sound!

Deafening sonic booms echoed through the secret realm; his figure left over a hundred afterimages in midair, each one vividly real.

"Try an attack."

Ziyuan smiled.

Xu Jingming nodded, clenching his right fist.

Purple Lei Ting gathered at his knuckles, forming in an instant a sphere of lightning half a meter in diameter.

He used no combat technique—only his T7-level Shi Ri Shenlei and his physical body—he punched straight into empty air!

Boom—!!!

Where his fist struck, space shattered like glass!

Even Xu Jingming himself was startled—he quickly stepped back.

"A casual strike carries the power of a Star Rank. Good."

Ziyuan nodded in satisfaction, but Xu Jingming's heart trembled.

Star Rank?

His own rank was still Starlight Seventh Stage.

That meant, by forming the Ziyuan Demon Body, he had instantly gained combat power exceeding one major stage!

Xu Jingming's gaze instantly burned with fierce heat.

Even a simple punch had reached Star Rank power.

If he used combat techniques and his Doushen Shenlei manifestation, how terrifying would his combat power become?

No wonder it's a T0-level bloodline secret art!

Powerful! Absolutely powerful!

PS: Got ganked by censorship again—revised four chapters, cut a lot of content, even Emisi's parts are gone. All I can say is: cherish it while you can...