“Truly, when it rains, it pours…”
Beside a mountain stream, Fang Ling stopped in his tracks, sitting on a large rock and breathing heavily.
Already tormented by the Death Wish Curse, his recent battle with the Purple Bamboo Abbess had left him in dire straits.
Moreover, his poor condition seemed to have intensified the curse’s effects.
“That damned nun shouldn’t be able to catch up, right?”
Recalling the scenes from their fight, he still felt a lingering fear.
He had thought that with his strength, he could establish himself in the cultivation world.
But now it seemed he was still too young and naive. The Purple Bamboo Abbess was just an ordinary elder of the Pure Bamboo Nunnery.
Above her, there were surely many more formidable figures.
“Home… I need to go home.” He looked towards the direction of the South Sun Kingdom and murmured.
Just as he was about to get up and continue his journey, a burst of laughter came from ahead.
“You slaughtered a city to practice your skills, how impressive. Why are you so down now?”
“Tsk tsk, that Purple Bamboo Abbess is indeed formidable. Even from afar, I was trembling as I watched.”
“Of course, you’re not bad either. To escape from her hands at the Megrez Realm is quite something.”
The speaker was a strange young man, exuding a strong scent of blood, with even his hair dyed red.
His eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life, clearly an old monster, though his skin was better maintained than that of an eighteen-year-old girl.
“Who are you?” Fang Ling asked in a deep voice.
The young man laughed, “I’ve been in seclusion for many years, you probably haven’t heard of me.”
“Back in the day, people in this southern land called me the Blood Demon Ancestor!”
“Blood Demon Ancestor?!” Fang Ling’s brow furrowed as he forced himself to stay alert.
He knew of this person, having read about this old monster in a biography.
He was once a cultivator of the Tianlan Kingdom, exiled for practicing demonic arts.
Later, after achieving great power, he returned to the Tianlan Kingdom and wreaked havoc in its cultivation world.
The royal family of Tianlan was also destroyed by his hands.
The three southern kingdoms were all vassal states of the Great Qian Dynasty.
When such a major event occurred in the Tianlan Kingdom, the Great Qian Dynasty immediately sent experts to settle the score.
According to the biography, this Blood Demon Ancestor had already been killed by the experts of the Great Qian Dynasty.
“Oh? You’ve actually heard of my name?”
“How rare!” The Blood Demon Ancestor noticed Fang Ling’s subtle emotional fluctuations and couldn’t help but laugh.
“Since I faked my death to escape the pursuit of the Great Qian’s fierce soldiers, more than seven thousand years have passed.”
“I thought no one in the world would remember me, Wei Wuya, the Blood Demon Ancestor.”
“Since you remember me, I’ll let you die a quick death!”
“I have no past grievances or recent enmity with you, senior. Why must you kill me?” Fang Ling asked.
His condition was too poor, so any delay would give him a chance to recover a bit.
“Do you think the title of Blood Demon Ancestor came easily?” The Blood Demon Ancestor sneered.
“Ever since you slaughtered Boundless City, I’ve had my eye on you.”
“If I can use you to practice, I might break through the bottleneck of the Alioth Great Perfection and advance to the Mizar Realm!”
“I know you’re stalling for time, but so what?”
“I dared to show myself because I’ve observed you for a long time and am confident.”
“You’re already at the end of your rope, stop pretending.”
“I’ll send you to the Western Paradise now!”
The Blood Demon Ancestor’s eyes gleamed with murderous intent as he raised his hand to suppress Fang Ling.
A blood-red hand descended from the sky, striking Fang Ling in an instant.
Fang Ling supported the descending blood hand with both hands, his legs trembling slightly, and the ground beneath him sinking under the immense pressure.
“Oh? You can still hold on?”
“Your physical body is truly astonishing.”
The Blood Demon Ancestor was slightly surprised that he hadn’t been able to defeat Fang Ling in one blow.
“Let’s see how you handle this!”
“Blood Beast Frenzy!” He spread his hands, and a sea of blood surged behind him.
Blood beasts burst forth from the surging sea of blood, charging towards Fang Ling.
These blood beasts were the culmination of his life’s cultivation, formed from the blood and essence he had extracted from other beings.
As long as his blood river didn’t dry up, these blood beasts were invincible, almost immortal!
“Old man, you’re quite a delicacy too!” Fang Ling roared, his eyes fierce.
His body began to transform, muscles bulging, and his skin turning a dark red.
This was the Demon Prison Body forged by the Gluttony Divine Art, still in its early stages but already terrifying.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He punched the blood handprint madly, shattering it with brute force.
His eyes had changed, becoming wild and ferocious like a beast’s.
Facing the oncoming blood beast frenzy, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed them all in one gulp.
The essence of the blood beasts was blood energy, which contained a large amount of life essence.
To Fang Ling, these blood beasts were just delicious snacks.
A massive abyssal mouth opened towards the blood sea behind the Blood Demon Ancestor, eager to devour it.
“What kind of technique are you practicing? So domineering!” The Blood Demon Ancestor roared in anger.
At first, he was indifferent, sneering inwardly when Fang Ling dared to swallow the blood beasts.
He had already imagined the brutal scene of the blood beasts tearing open Fang Ling’s stomach and crawling out.
But to his surprise, once the blood beasts were swallowed, he immediately lost connection with them.
Seeing that the greedy Fang Ling even intended to devour his blood sea, he hurriedly withdrew his technique and retreated.
Fang Ling raised his hand, condensing his Life-Bound Blood Sword.
At this moment, the Life-Bound Blood Sword was even more terrifying than before.
Because part of the blood energy from the blood beasts had been infused into it.
“Repress Hell!” He leaped into the air, slashing at the retreating Blood Demon Ancestor.
“Blood Demon True Form!” The Blood Demon Ancestor, driven to desperation, dared not hold back any longer.
He instantly transformed into a monster covered in red scales, with a pair of strange black horns on his head.
He raised his hands to block Fang Ling’s sword light, then with a bang, he shot out and appeared behind Fang Ling.
“Boy, do you think this is all I can do?”
“Swallowing my blood beasts is no big deal. Once I refine you, they’ll still be mine!”
The Blood Demon Ancestor and Fang Ling engaged in close combat, their blows landing with fierce intensity.
“Manji Incantation!” Fang Ling roared, striking with his palm.
The Blood Demon Ancestor was not to be outdone, unleashing his ultimate technique: “Six Paths Divine Fist!”
With a loud explosion, both were blasted away.
However, Fang Ling was clearly sent flying farther, falling into a disadvantageous position.
The Blood Demon Ancestor’s realm was terrifyingly high, at the Great Perfection of Alioth.
Coupled with his long lifespan and deep foundation, Fang Ling knew that even at his peak, it would be difficult to kill him.
“Madam, won’t you step in?” The Blood Demon Ancestor raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted.
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