Chapter 700: Demon God's Remnant Consciousness, Terror in the Blood Pool

Lin Xuan and Bai Suxin exchanged a glance, both seeing determination in the other's eyes.

No matter what dangers were hidden in the depths of the temple, they had to enter and get to the bottom of it.

The heavy temple doors slowly opened under their push, emitting a harsh, grating sound.

A thick, bloody stench rushed toward them, mixed with the scent of decay and despair.

The space inside the temple was much wider than it appeared from the outside, as if some kind of spatial magic had been used.

The walls were covered in ancient murals, depicting scenes of war from the primordial era.

Human cultivators and Demon race warriors fought side by side against various evil existences.

The enemies in the paintings had hideous faces and radiated a black, evil aura; they were the Demon God race.

But now, these murals were covered in a layer of blood, as if they were weeping.

"These murals record that great war from thousands of years ago," Bai Suxin said softly.

"The history of the human and demon races joining forces to Seal the Demon God."

Lin Xuan nodded, but his attention was quickly drawn to the scene in the center of the temple.

There was a massive blood pool with a diameter of ten meters, the water appearing an eerie deep red.

Black bubbles constantly rose to the surface of the blood pool, and each bubble emitted a faint scream when it burst.

Even more terrifying was the dense pile of corpses lying around the blood pool.

There were human cultivators wearing Daoist Robes and Demon race warriors with shimmering scales.

There were even some ordinary villagers in simple clothing, who looked like innocent commoners.

Their faces all wore expressions of extreme terror, their eyes wide open.

It was as if they had seen some unspeakable, horrific existence before they died.

"At least several hundred people," Bai Suxin's voice trembled.

"They are all innocent; why must they suffer such pain?"

Lin Xuan approached the blood pool, carefully observing the movement of the water.

The intuition of his Creation Bloodline told him that this blood contained extremely powerful life essence.

It was not a natural death, but rather all life force had been forcibly extracted by some evil art.

"This is the ultimate application of the Life Extraction Art," Lin Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Not only was their life force extracted, but even their souls were trapped in the blood pool."

"Listen, those screams are the wails of their souls."

Just then, the space above the blood pool suddenly twisted.

An ancient scripture slowly emerged, radiating an evil, blood-red light.

The cover of the scripture was made of an unknown material, with twisted Runes carved upon it.

Just one glance was enough to make one feel dizzy and lose their clarity of mind.

"Volume One of the Nine Nether Demon Scripture," Lin Xuan gritted his teeth.

"I didn't expect the Seal to have loosened to this extent."

Bai Suxin wanted to step forward to examine it, but was pulled back by Lin Xuan just as she took a step.

"Don't get close; that Demon Scripture is no longer an ordinary book."

Sure enough, the moment his voice fell, the Demon Scripture suddenly began to tremble violently.

The blood-red light became even more dazzling, and the entire temple shook.

The blood in the pool began to churn violently, and countless black tentacles reached out from within.

An ancient and majestic voice echoed in the temple: "Finally here... the brat with the Creation Bloodline."

The voice was filled with malicious pleasure, as if a hungry beast had spotted its prey.

"You have come at the perfect time; this seat is just in need of a suitable vessel."

The space above the blood pool twisted again, and a massive phantom slowly condensed into shape.

It was a terrifying figure several meters tall, its entire body as black as ink.

Its face was twisted and evil, and blood-red flames burned in its eyes.

It was the very Demon God Lin Xuan had seen before, but now it was only a remnant consciousness.

"Demon God? Weren't you already Sealed?" Bai Suxin retreated several steps in shock.

The Demon God consciousness let out a hideous laugh: "Sealed? That only trapped my main consciousness."

"I had long ago left a sliver of remnant consciousness within the Nine Nether Demon Scripture."

"After thousands of years of dormancy, plus the accumulation from the blood sacrifices during this time,"

"it is now strong enough to manifest briefly."

Lin Xuan understood the enemy's true goal.

On the surface, they were searching for the various volumes of the Nine Nether Demon Scripture, but in reality, they were preparing for the resurrection of the Demon God.

The Withered Bone Demon General and the others were slaughtering people everywhere to collect life essence just to awaken this remnant consciousness.

"You want to seize my body?" Lin Xuan sneered.

"With just this appearance of yours?"

A flash of angry light crossed the eyes of the Demon God consciousness: "A mere junior dares to despise this seat?"

"Although I am currently in a state of remnant consciousness, it is enough to deal with an ant like you."

"Especially since you delivered yourself to my doorstep; it is truly heaven helping this seat."

As he spoke, the Demon God consciousness extended a massive, illusory palm and reached toward Lin Xuan.

Before the illusory palm even touched him, Lin Xuan felt a powerful suction force.

It was as if it wanted to pull his soul out from his body.

Lin Xuan immediately circulated the Genesis Bloodline, and white-gold light surged out from his entire body.

This pure light formed a sharp contrast with the evil power of the Demon God.

The moment the two powers collided, the entire temple shook violently.

"Genesis Bloodline... truly the most perfect vessel." The Demon God's consciousness became even more excited.

"As long as I seize your body, this seat will be able to regain a physical form."

"By then, whatever Seal, whatever Righteous Alliance, will all be a joke."

Seeing Lin Xuan fall into danger, Bai Suxin immediately unfurled her nine tails.

Demon Qi of nine different attributes converged, forming a powerful attack wave.

"Supreme Demon Clan Art—Nine-Tail Heavenly Dance!"

Countless beams of light shot toward the Demon God's consciousness, but they passed straight through it.

"Useless, mere tricks of the Demon Clan are ineffective against this seat's consciousness." The Demon God sneered.

"Only spiritual power of the same level can harm this seat."

Lin Xuan gritted his teeth, his Genesis Bloodline circulating at full power.

But he discovered that the power of the Demon God's consciousness was stronger than he had imagined.

Thousands of years of accumulation, added to the essence of countless lives in the blood pool.

Made this remnant consciousness approach one-tenth of the power of the Demon God's original body back then.

"Not good, if this continues, I will be possessed by him."

Just at this critical moment, Lin Xuan remembered the teachings of his master, Hun Yuanzi.

The Genesis Bloodline is not just a power, but even more so a will.

The will of creation will never submit to destruction.

The will of light will never submit to darkness.

"Demon God, you want to seize my body?" Lin Xuan's voice became incomparably firm.

"Then let's see whose will is stronger."

The white-gold light suddenly surged, becoming several times stronger than before.

Within this light, there was not only power, but also an unyielding will and a determination to protect.

The Demon God's consciousness's attack was instantly repelled, and its illusory body became even more transparent.

"Impossible! How could a junior like you..."

"Because I have things I must protect." Lin Xuan walked step by step toward the blood pool.