Repeated blood rays, diffused from the wrists, bridged the ghastly wounds.
The True Solution of the Blood Soul.
The Blood Soul True Solution, which was cultivated using demon blood as a guide, allowed Qing Yu to see the doorway to the power of regeneration. Even though it was only a small subtlety, it was still quite useful to Qing Yu.
“There is still a need for more demon essence blood before we can do that.”
Qing Yu moved his right hand, which was already able to move, a little and said to himself.
If he could obtain the essence blood of any one of these three, he would be able to use it to his advantage.
Unfortunately, Qing Yu could not defeat any of them.
Not to mention these three, Qing Yu was no match for any other demon warrior.
After all, not every otherworldly demon race was as odd as the worship of Jiangshan, with a pitifully low battle power value.
In the middle of his thoughts, blood qi had already filled all the wounds, and streaks of blood were all over his right hand, making it look very evil.
“Hide it hide it.”
Qing Yu dropped his right hand and covered it under his sleeve.
Right now, Blood Dao martial artists were rampant, so if this hand of Qing Yu’s was seen, he would basically be nailed to the Blood Dao martial artists. Moreover, such an evil look is really an obstacle to Qing Yu’s aura of this Daoist immortal style.
“There are still internal injuries ——”
At the chest, there is still some feeling of tightness, and there is still some qi energy in the body that is faintly playing a role, obstructing the operation of true qi.
If he wanted to recover quickly, he still had to get rid of these qi energies.
However, Qing Yu was not in a hurry to get rid of it immediately. The residual Qi energy in the “Tai Shang Kai Tian Jing” was not a useless and burdensome thing. It would be best to remove it after gaining some insight.
With a slight discomfort, Qing Yu summoned the white phoenix down, leapt onto its back and left in a different direction than before.
There’s no need to think about finding that person instead anymore, there’s a ready-made vest to use right now.
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Dragon Tiger Mountain.
The Daoist blessed land, where the quality of ghosts is latent and condensed, today is no Daoist qi. In the hinterland of the mountain, there is a faint ghostly aura, and a ghostly naive intent pervades the mountain.
“Whoo-hoo–”
Suddenly, a sharp ghostly whine rang out, and deep within the Heavenly Master’s Palace, a deep, ghostly gap spread out.
After this crevice spread, the sound of ghostly cries and howls became loud, causing people’s minds to be disturbed by the sound. There are even clawed shadows flashing in the gap, as if a monster is lingering behind it, threatening to emerge at any moment.
In front of the gap, Zhang Wendao, the contemporary Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, whose hair and beard are white, but whose spirit is still shining, without a trace of old age, stands. His palm is as white as snow and the Yangping Cultivation Seal is glowing with light, spreading out endless bands of dao qi and pressing firmly against the gap.
The bands of light tugged and pulled, trying to close the gap. The claws and shadows in the gap were unwilling to be trapped and continued to disturb the light bands.
Whenever the ghostly claws touched the light belt, they were shattered and turned into a mist. Then, the mist turns into ghostly claws and hooks itself into the strip of light.
The ghostly claws were unable to do any damage to the band of light, but they did prevent the gap from closing, causing Zhang Tian Shi to frown.
Finally, as if he had had enough, Zhang Tian Shi paused for a moment to make his seal, and lightning appeared in his left hand, forming a twisted and indeterminate thunder pattern.
“Absolution!”
With a loud shout, the thunder of the heavens roared out, and the divine thunder came out from Zhang Tian Shi’s palm, blasting into the deep and ghostly crevice, destroying the endless ghostly shadows within.
With a single thunderbolt, all ghosts disappeared. Without the ghostly claws to interfere, Zhang Tian Shi successfully closed the deep and dark gap, and Yang Ping’s Seal of Capital Gong slowly faded away.
“Father.” A middle-aged Daoist priest came forward and bowed his hand in salute.
“Father, today it took much longer than before to bridge the Seam of the Deep Underworld, I wonder if it is because one of the Four Seals is missing?” The middle-aged Daoist priest, the eldest son of Tian Shi Zhang, the future Heavenly Master – Zhang Yuan Chu – asked.
In addition to the original Seal of Yangping Zhidu Gong, which had been handed down from his ancestor, there were four other imitations, called “secondary seals”.
The combination of the four seals with the original could not allow the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal to be more powerful than it should be, but it would allow the four seals to borrow some of the power of the original.
In this way, it is possible to ensure that nothing is lost.
However, two years ago, one of the Four Seals disappeared into thin air with the death of Zhang Yangping. After that, the time it took for Zhang Tian Shi to bridge the gap of the Underworld began to lengthen somewhat.
As of today, it has taken Zhang Tian Shi thirty percent more time than in the past to close the Seam of the Underworld seal.
“It is true that the absence of the secondary seal has taken me a lot more time,” Zhang Tian Shi said slowly as he looked at the place where the seam had disappeared, “but this amount of time is only a few more cups of tea. What really worries the old man is the destination of the Vice Seal.”
“Father you mean ——”
“Well, the secondary seal may have been obtained by the Ten Houses of the Underworld. Recently, the ghostly energy in the secret realm has become more and more agitated, as if it senses an opportunity to get out of the trap. When I manipulated the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal, I also felt that there was a faint force of restraint in the shadows that was blocking the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal from working.”
The palm of Zhang Tian Shi’s hand gripping the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seals tightened slightly, “Perhaps, those spectral beings will soon make their move.”
When Zhang Yuanchu heard this, he was also staring at the place where the seam of the Underworld had disappeared.
After a long time, Zhang Yuanchu’s face suddenly became abhorrent and he said, “I blame those traitors, if it wasn’t for them, the ghost energy would have been suppressed and destroyed.”
The source of the ghostly energy was sealed in the secret realm of Mount Longhu, and should have been destroyed hundreds of years ago. However, when it was about to be eliminated, a disciple with a foreign surname had a grudge and was exploited, causing the ghostly energy to resurface.
This resurgence caused Mount Lung Fu to suffer for hundreds of years afterwards, and it took a lot of effort. For example, when his son Zhang Yuanlu died under siege by the monks of Da Chan Temple, he was unable to seek justice himself.
It was because Abbot Xin Yuan of the Great Zen Monastery had predicted that the seam of the underworld would soon erupt that he had several chief priests take action to surround and kill Zhang Yuanlu.
It was also because he was pitted by that foreign disciple that the Heavenly Master’s House was extremely harsh on the foreign disciples in the time that followed, forcing those form disciples to eventually rebel from Mount Longhu and found the Divine Sky Path.
“It is better not to mention the past.” Zhang Tian Shi waved his hand.
When it came to this matter, their Zhang family also accounted for a lot of the reasons. Long before that foreign disciple had done that evil deed, the Zhang family had vaguely treated the foreign enemy disciple somewhat harshly. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have made that foreign disciple, who grew up in Mount Longhu, so resentful.
And this day was still the day to stop the impending attack by the Ten Halls of the Underworld. Zhang Tianshui had a premonition that that day, was not far away.
