Chapter 114: Bloodline Experiment

War intent soared to the heavens; the entire Fire Domain was in an uproar, countless flames sweeping across heaven and earth. Occasionally a cultivator wishing to forge artifacts here would see the wildly boiling flames and immediately retreat in mad panic.

The two fought to the point of frenzy; killing techniques emerged endlessly. They swayed and collided with the overturned sky; a roar shattered mountains and rivers. Savage beyond compare, one divine art after another was unleashed by the two.

Pang Bo roared loudly; waves of fire tumbled. His hands formed seals, profound and unfathomable. Then a boom rang out — like the sound of heaven opening — spreading for hundreds of li. Boundless, terrifying Mysterious Qi enveloped Ye Fan.

The Dou Zhan Saint Method is supremely powerful, gathering countless transformations into a single style; it is the strongest offensive divine art, emphasizing sweeping away everything with unmatched momentum.

He brought his upright palms together; Great Dao brands streaked across, giving birth to a massive Xuanhuang sword that pierced the Void. A hundred-zhang giant sword cleaved straight down, aiming directly for Ye Fan's skull.

Ye Fan did not fear in the slightest; he met it with the Wan Hua Saint Method, transforming myriad divine arts into the mundane, peerless under heaven, not inferior to the Nine Secrets.

Even a cultivator of transcendent cultivation, if lacking the corresponding art to respond, when targeted by the Wan Hua Saint Method, can only end in bitter regret. The Wan Hua Saint Method likewise follows the path of one method breaking ten thousand methods.

The strongest offense, transforming the miraculous into the rotten — these are two diametrically opposite yet extremely similar divine arts.

The Big Black Dog watched with saliva practically drooling. He had coveted the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art and the Nine Secrets for a long time, constantly pestering Ye Fan and Pang Bo for them, but the two were adamant: without a person's permission, they would absolutely not transmit them.

Yao Xi also wore a face of astonishment. These two half-grown youths — both of their great arts had no fixed forms, yet both possessed earth-shaking power.

"So these are the Nine Secrets and the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art?"

One style transforms the rotten into the miraculous; one style transforms the miraculous into the rotten. These two peerless divine arts truly live up to legend — nearly World Invincible.

Boom!

Flames boiled; the Void annihilated. A terrifying, peerless aura enveloped everything. This was an unimaginable collision — like the scene of heaven and earth first opening, yet also like the arrival of doomsday.

Pang Bo coughed blood; between Ye Fan's palms and fingers, the Xuanhuang giant sword evolved from his Dou Zhan Saint Method was likewise annihilated. Golden blood spurted wildly. The two fought to the point of frenzy.

Boom!

Two utterly different bloods interwove, flowing within the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

"The world knows that the blood energy of those with powerful constitutions is vast and boundless; all think to refine their Essence Blood — whether to increase Qi and blood or increase Lifespan. Little do they know such an approach is utterly inferior. Rather than refining Divine Blood or Saint Blood, it is better to obtain the profundities within."

Jiang Xuan's mind sank into the Eight Trigrams Furnace's Shadow. This Shadow is the substantiation of his one Dao; sensing it is not weaker than the physical body within his abdomen.

He searched for the profundities of Pang Bo's demon blood and Ye Fan's Saint Blood. In just a moment he discovered something strange. Pang Bo's demon blood seemed composed of countless minute particles; each tiny particle resembled a minuscule demon, containing startling power.

And Pang's divine power and Dao Pattern brands were branded within these little demons. Dao Patterns hooked and connected these demons; divine power flowed among them. Every minute particle could supply Pang Bo with powerful divine power.

"So this is the Demon God Bloodline?"

Jiang Xuan felt curiosity. He operated the Yin Yang Shuang Mu; his Primordial Spirit sank in thoroughly. He saw that within these particles composing Pang Bo's demon blood, each demon was streaming outward the breath of Dao rhyme — this is the Demon God's Dao, flowing in Pang Bo's blood. Over time, Pang Bo would comprehend portions of the Demon God's laws and Dao.

"Although Pang Bo and Ye Fan learned the same arts, the same law produces great differences when the two use them. Pang Bo's Dao leans more toward these particle demons."

Jiang Xuan's heart stirred slightly. He purified these bloods, then waved a hand. A grey wolf with cultivation merely at the Bitter Sea Realm appeared — captured in advance for experimentation. He laughed softly: "Highly concentrated Demon God blood — cheap for you."

Jiang Xuan very much wanted to try: after this grey wolf swallowed Pang Bo's blood, what change would ultimately occur?

A flick of his finger; a drop of fresh blood entered the grey wolf's mouth. Having obtained Pang Bo's blood, the grey wolf's figure swelled violently, becoming even more burly and ferocious.

"I'll give you a hand."

Jiang Xuan waved; a gentle flame descended upon the grey wolf's head top, helping it refine the Demon God blood.

"Howl!"

The grey wolf was invigorated; its whole-body aura surged greatly, breaking through from the original extreme weakness to the level of ordinary weakness. Life Essence Qi overflowed. This grey wolf broke through to the Mingquan Realm.

Jiang Xuan sighed faintly. "I thought too simply. If bloodline power could be obtained by simple swallowing, the Ancient Aristocratic Families would probably have ceased to exist long ago."

This grey wolf's strength had broken through — from the equivalent of the human Bitter Sea Realm to the Mingquan Realm — but its bloodline had not changed a single bit. The breakthrough was purely because it refined the energy within the blood.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo's great battle continued; the blood flowing out from the two added up to enough to gather into a spring pool.

Jiang Xuan waved; tens of millions of jin of Pure Source were thrown into the Eight Trigrams Furnace, and dozens of Great Medicines turned into pungent medicinal liquid to replenish the two's Qi, blood, and divine power. He needed the two to keep fighting, fully displaying their laws and Dao before his eyes, so he could better research the special aspects of their constitutions.

"Then, let's try the other Method." Jiang Xuan reached out; a drop of golden blood entered the grey wolf's brow center, flowing along the brow center to the four limbs and hundred bones, integrating into its original bloodline.

This grey wolf actually abruptly emitted Golden Light over its body surface; even its originally grey fur gradually turned golden.

"Roar!"

The grey wolf let out a pained howl. Black Light impurities continuously seeped from its pores; soon a large thick pile of filth accumulated beneath its feet, emitting a foul stench. The grey wolf's whole body shone with golden light; its physical body became even more pure and powerful.

Its figure did not change, but its aura became even more powerful and savage, continuously climbing...

Only a loud boom was heard.

Bang!

This demon beast grey wolf burst apart and died.

"Could it be because this demon beast's original physical body was too weak, unable to withstand the Saint Blood?" Jiang Xuan pondered; a trace of amusement flashed in his eyes. He looked at the Black Emperor — this Big Black Dog's physical body is extraordinary; even Ye Fan's full-power attack could not injure it a single bit. It should be able to endure the Saint Blood's power, he thought.

"You... what are you staring at me for? Ben Huang isn't afraid of you." The Big Black Dog put on a brave front while inwardly terrified. For some reason, he always felt this freak before him gave him the sense of a natural enemy. The way he looked at all things... was exactly like a greedy child looking at food — exactly the same feeling. Yes, that feeling. It terrified the Black Emperor.

If not for Jiang Xuan appearing without malice, he would have long since tossed out the Xuan Yu Platform and fled.

"Since ancient times many cultivators have coveted various powerful constitutions, using all sorts of methods, yet all failed — not a single one succeeded. I advise you to give up." The Big Black Dog shook his head. The two methods Jiang Xuan just experimented with — unknown how many people have tried them — not one succeeded. It seems special constitutions can only be innately possessed.

Jiang Xuan shook his head. "I do not covet special constitutions; I aim to crack the profundities of special constitutions. This is the direction of my Dao path — a guidance like spiritual inspiration; it cannot be wrong. If I cannot analyze the constitution's mysteries, my Dao path will probably end here."

(Chapter End)