Recruit demons to become heroes, hunt demons to become gods

Chapter 288 Blood Sea Nurtures Dao Body, Demons Covet the Three Yangs
Si Qianquan stood on the deck of the spatial bone shuttle, holding Dou Eqing's charred body as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

The spatial bone shuttle tore through the last turbulent barrier, spitting the two out of a place that was not a magnificent demon palace, but an absolutely desolate place nearly a thousand meters underground, enveloped by thick rock layers, layers of spatial mazes, and barriers of vengeful spirits.

A suffocatingly strong, bloody stench, aged for countless years, mixed with the dampness of the rock walls and pure Yin energy, rushed towards us, instantly filling our mouths, noses, and lungs.

The view suddenly opened up, only to be shrouded in an endless expanse of dark red.

This is an unimaginably huge underground cavern.

The dome hangs high, with jagged rocks resembling menacing demonic fangs and barbs, covered in moss that emits a ghostly green phosphorescence, providing the only light source and illuminating the entire space with an eerie atmosphere.

The cave is so vast that its boundaries are beyond the reach of the eye, as if it has hollowed out the foundation of the entire mountain range.

What is most soul-chilling is the ground beneath your feet, the scene before your eyes, and the blood that fills the entire cave space!

It wasn't a pool or a lake, but a vast, viscous, dark red sea of ​​blood!
The sea of ​​blood was boundless and unfathomable. Its surface was not calm, but rather it was slowly and heavily churning as if it were alive, creating viscous whirlpools and emitting a low, gurgling sound like the wailing of ten thousand souls.

Countless shattered armors, broken weapons, and even stark white bones floated in the sea of ​​blood, like grotesque reefs in a sea of ​​blood.

Some of the bones even still had some flesh that hadn't completely rotted away, and they were blackened by being soaked in blood plasma.

This is the core essence of the Hezong sect, and also the last chance for Dou Eqing that Si Qianquan prepared for him—the Myriad Transformations Return to Origin Blood Pool!
The source of this blood pool is the great war between good and evil that has lasted for over nine hundred years right above us!

The Hezong Sect, like a bloodthirsty behemoth lurking in the shadows of the battlefield, used secret techniques to lay down a massive and hidden "Blood-Draining and Evil-Attracting Array" deep underground in the demonic-occupied territory.

Every fierce battle on the front lines, every streak of blood shooting into the sky, every fallen cultivator (whether righteous or demonic) whose blood flowed—the life essence, lingering resentment, and even fragments of their shattered souls contained within—was quietly drawn by this invisible array. Through the cracks in the rock strata, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, it continuously flowed into this deep underground cavern, eventually settling and merging, transforming into this viscous, mercury-like blood containing terrifying life energy and mixed demonic energy—the Myriad Transformations Returning to Origin Blood!

More than nine hundred years! The blood of hundreds of millions of lives!

This place, which is both extremely evil and filthy, has just been created, yet it also contains boundless vitality!

The edge of the blood pool is not a natural rock wall, but a huge platform that has been carved out by man.

The platform is made entirely of a jet-black, light-absorbing magic stone, and is covered with even more intricate, shimmering, and eerie magic runes.

These runes writhed slightly like living things, constantly drawing the essence of energy from the sea of ​​blood and gathering it in the center of the platform.

Si Qianquan carried Dou Eqing as they stepped onto the cold magic stone platform.

Her footsteps echoed faintly in the empty, deathly silent blood-filled cave. The thick, pungent smell of blood was almost tangible, clinging stickily to her skin; each breath felt like swallowing blood plasma.

But she didn't care at all; all her attention was focused on the charred body in her arms.

"My husband, we're...home."

Her voice was hoarse, carrying the weariness of surviving a disaster, and even more so, the resolute determination of someone who had made a desperate gamble.

She walked to the center of the platform, where the runes converged and the magical light was at its most intense.

Without the slightest hesitation, Si Qianquan, carrying Dou Eqing, stepped into the viscous, heavy, and nauseatingly sweet-smelling Wanhua Guiyuan Blood Pool!
Pfft!
The thick blood plasma didn't splash much water; it just enveloped the area heavily.

The feeling was like jumping into solidified magma, both cold and hot, with an immense sense of stickiness and pressure squeezing in from all directions.

The extremely concentrated life essence mixed with the violent resentment and demonic energy was like billions of steel needles, trying to pierce the skin and drill into the bone marrow.

Si Qianquan let out a muffled groan as her dark palace dress was instantly soaked with dark red blood.

She suppressed her discomfort, circulated her cultivation technique, and unleashed the powerful strength of the late-stage Integration Realm.

With a wave of her hand, she created a thin layer of pinkish-white light around herself, which barely separated some of the most corrosive resentful energy.

She carefully immersed Dou Eqing completely into the blood pool, letting his charred body float in the viscous blood plasma.

"Using blood as a catalyst, all things return to their origin!"

Si Qianquan sat cross-legged on the edge of the blood pool platform, her hands forming complex hand seals. Suddenly, the dark magic stone runes on the platform glowed with a blinding, eerie light!

The entire sea of ​​blood seemed to be summoned by something, and began to churn violently and rhythmically!
Rumble——!
A dull rumble echoed through the enormous cavern, like the heartbeat of an ancient behemoth.

At the center of the platform, with Dou Eqing at the center, a huge vortex slowly formed.

At the center of the vortex, the viscous blood plasma seemed to be purified and refined by an invisible force, turning into streams of purer, dark golden blood energy that surged wildly toward Dou Eqing's charred body!

Chi Chi Chi!
The charred skin made a sound like a branding iron hitting water the moment it came into contact with the pure blood energy, and wisps of blue smoke rose up.

The hard, charred crust began to soften and peel away, revealing the flesh and blood underneath, which had also been ravaged by the lightning.

The pure crimson energy, like the thirstiest roots, relentlessly drilled into every inch of damaged meridians, every broken bone, and every cell on the verge of depletion!

Dou Eqing's body, like parched earth suddenly hit by a torrential rain, greedily and almost predatoryly absorbed the immense vitality that had gathered from over nine hundred years of battlefield battles and the essence of hundreds of millions of lives!

Si Qianquan's face was pale as she continued to activate the magic incantation to guide the energy of the blood pool. At the same time, she raised her left hand again.

She tore open that deep, bone-revealing wound again without hesitation!

puff!
Dark golden blood, carrying her primordial essence and the purest primordial yin energy of the Spirit Peach Honey Pot Dao Body, flowed down like a golden stream, dripping precisely onto the wound on Dou Eqing's exposed, slightly undulating chest.

Om-!
The dark gold blood met the energy of the Myriad Transformations Returning to Origin Blood Pool, like a spark splashing into boiling oil! Dou Eqing's charred body shuddered violently!
Deep within his chest, that faint yet tenacious golden light of primordial yang, as if infused with supreme fuel, suddenly burst forth with unprecedented brilliance!
Wherever the golden light passed, the raging crimson energy was forcibly sorted out, purified, and refined!
The chaotic resentment and evil spirits were dispelled and obliterated by the golden light, leaving only the purest source of life!
Under the golden light, the shattered bones emitted a faint "crackling" sound and began to heal and reshape themselves at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Bathed in golden light, the charred muscles seemed to spring back to life, radiating a dark golden, resilient vitality!

The blood pool was boiling, and the pure energy transformed into a dark golden cocoon of light, enveloping Dou Eqing layer by layer.

The cocoon of light pulsated, like a heart nurturing an ancient ferocious fetus. Each contraction and expansion caused the entire underground cavern to tremble slightly, and the sea of ​​blood to surge even more violently.

As Si Qianquan gazed at the pulsating dark golden cocoon and felt the increasingly clear and powerful yang vitality within it, a faint, almost exhausted but hopeful smile finally appeared on her pale face.

Dark gold blood still flowed from her severed wrist, drop by drop merging into the blood pool and flowing into the cocoon of light, like a sacrifice, or like watering.

In this underground demon's lair, irrigated by endless blood, Dou Eqing's shattered body and dying path...
It is greedily absorbing nourishment from the battlefield and from its Daoist companions, undergoing a bloody rebirth towards the supreme Daoist body of "Three Yangs Gathering Dragon".

The eerie green phosphorescence of the cave ceiling coldly illuminated the countless withered bones and broken soldiers floating in the sea of ​​blood, as if silently telling the story of how cruel and heavy the price of this life was.

The Blood Pool of Myriad Transformations Returning to Origin is as viscous as mercury, churning with an intensely concentrated life essence and demonic origin, emitting a chilling dark red aura.

At the center of the pool, a giant blood cocoon formed from boiling blood plasma and demonic runes was pulsating rhythmically. Each contraction and expansion caused the entire White Bone Demon Palace, suspended above the endless sea of ​​blood, to tremble slightly.

Si Qianquan, the acting sect leader of the Hezong sect and Dou Eqing's Daoist partner, looked haggard at this moment, her stunningly beautiful face pale and bloodless.

She sat cross-legged on the edge of the blood pool, her dark phoenix-patterned palace dress soaked by the rising blood mist, clinging to her body and outlining breathtaking curves, yet unable to conceal her exhaustion and weakness.

A deep, bone-revealing wound stretched across her snow-white left wrist, its edges gleaming with a faint golden light. Deep, noble dark gold blood dripped continuously, merging into the boiling blood pool below, where it was greedily absorbed by the pulsating blood cocoon.

"It's not enough... Husband... Hold on..."

Her lips moved slightly, her voice hoarse and almost inaudible, but her eyes were sharp as knives as she stared intently at the blood cocoon.

The three radiant "Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pills" had already been absorbed into Dou Eqing's body, and the treasures from the Hezong Treasury, such as the "Earth Vein Blood Essence Jade Marrow" and the "Essence Blood of the Ten-Thousand-Year Golden Tortoise Heart," which nourish the Dao body, were also generously added to it.

She could sense that deep within the blood cocoon, the charred body's broken bones were struggling to heal under the nourishment of the blood sea essence and her own primordial blood. A faint yet incredibly pure aura, containing the power of supreme yang creation, was stubbornly growing and strengthening from a desolate ruin, like a seedling struggling to break through the soil in the cold winter.

That was the prototype of the Three Yangs Gathering Dragon Dao Body! It was the key to her future path of cultivation, and the cornerstone for uniting the sects and establishing the Demonic Path!

"The Sect Master's Wife!"

A blood-soaked commander staggered into the hall, his breathing erratic. "The outer perimeter's defensive array is on alert! Abnormal spatial fluctuations! Strength... Mahayana level!"

Si Qianquan's pupils constricted sharply! A Mahayana level cultivator?!

Did the Han Tang Immortal Dynasty arrive so quickly? Or are they those eighth-tier demonic giants lurking in the shadows?
Before she could think it through, a sudden change occurred!

Without warning, a huge void rift, its edges shimmering with pinkish-purple demonic flames, cracked open in the incredibly sturdy dome of the Bone Demon Palace, which was covered with spatial stability runes!

A terrifying aura, a mixture of extreme allure and destructive desire, surged into the hall like a burst dam!

The spatial turbulence roared, and the demonic energy within the hall was thrown into chaos!
Deep within the crevice, a breathtakingly beautiful figure appeared and disappeared.

Her hair was as black as a waterfall, with dark blue tips. Twenty-seven stunningly beautiful faces, capable of captivating all beings, moved around her, their eyes shimmering with a mesmerizing golden luster.

A golden scale mark on her collarbone shone brightly; it was none other than Yena Servant, the Extreme Desire Demon, who had just stabilized her Mahayana Demon Body and forcibly descended from the Ziwei Immortal Mansion!
"Owner!"

Twenty-seven faces simultaneously uttered a call mixed with anxiety, longing, and instinctive greed.

Yena's gaze pierced through the boiling blood mist and locked onto the pulsating blood cocoon in the center of the blood pool!
She sensed it clearly!

Dou Eqing's dying breath was weak!

What made her demonic blood boil even more was that deep within the blood cocoon, there was a faint yet fatally attractive, extremely yang and strong life source—the nascent Three Yang Gathering Dragon Dao Body!

The desire for dual cultivation, stemming from the instinct of the extreme lustful demon, and the greed for high-level primordial yang essence, swept over her will like wildfire in an instant!

Twenty-seven pairs of eyes were simultaneously shrouded in an eerie pinkish-purple demonic light! A slender jade hand, wrapped in a pinkish-purple demonic light of desire powerful enough to instantly seduce a Nascent Soul cultivator, ignored spatial distance and fiercely grabbed at the blood cocoon!
The goal is to directly target the origin of Dou Eqing's Three Yangs Gathering Dragon Dao Body!
"presumptuous!"

Si Qianquan shouted sharply, forcefully summoning her remaining magical power. Her dark palace attire fluttered without wind, and a barrier condensed with the essence of the Spirit Peach Honey Pot Dao Body's Yin power instantly blocked the blood cocoon!
At the same time, her mind raced, and through her Daoist contract with Dou Eqing, she used all her strength to activate the Demon Slave Seal that Dou Eqing had planted deep within Ye Na's soul core!

Om-!
Just as Yena's demonic claws were about to touch the barrier set up by Si Qianquan, and her fingertips could even feel the alluring aura of the Three Yang Dao Body!
A mysterious, cold, dark golden mark bearing the absolute will of domination suddenly lit up between her brows and deep within her soul!

It was like a red-hot branding iron searing into his soul! "Ah—!!!"

Twenty-seven stunningly beautiful faces contorted simultaneously, emitting a shrill scream so mournful it was inhuman!
The demonic claw that had been reaching for the blood cocoon suddenly retracted as if electrocuted, and the pinkish-purple demonic light dissipated violently!
Yena's entire demonic body convulsed and curled up in the void in agony. The burning and tearing sensation originating from the very source of her soul instantly extinguished all her instinctive greed and transgression!
The absolute suppression of the Demon Slave Seal was on full display at this moment!
Her gaze toward the blood cocoon was filled with nothing but deep-seated awe and submission, devoid of any other thoughts.

"Master...Master...Servant Na...I dare not..."

She trembled and lowered her demonic body, her voice filled with terrified sobs.

Si Qianquan felt somewhat relieved, but showed no joy whatsoever.

The commotion caused by Yena's arrival, tearing through space, was enormous!
Moreover, her Mahayana realm cultivation, the terrifying aura of the Extreme Desire Demon, and the fatal attraction to male cultivators that her Spirit Peach Honey Pot Dao Body inadvertently exuded…

Like a beacon in the darkness!

Almost the instant Yena was suppressed by the backlash of the Demon Slave Seal, outside the White Bone Demon Palace, several powerful divine thoughts representing different forces swept across the area like searchlights!

"Mahayana demonic energy? And... the aura of the Spirit Peach Honey Pot Dao Body?!"

"It's the Hezong Sect! They actually hid such a powerful furnace?!"

"What is the purpose of this witch's appearance here? Does she intend to break the tacit agreement and prematurely ignite the final battle?"

Divine thoughts intertwined, filled with astonishment, greed, and deep apprehension.

The very existence of Yena is a huge variable and temptation!
A majestic, imposing golden decree, carrying an unquestionable sense of judgment, ignored the sect's defensive magic array and projected directly above the Demon Palace, transforming into a gigantic phantom of golden scales. A grand voice resounded:

"I am the Seventh Arbiter of the Arbitration Hall! This demoness possesses the Dao Body of the Spirit Peach Honey Pot, an anomaly of heaven and earth, and is extremely prone to triggering demonic calamity, bringing chaos to all living beings! The entire sect must immediately hand her over to the Arbitration Hall for detention and supervision, in order to appease both the righteous and demonic paths! Otherwise, it will be considered a provocation against the order, and you will bear the consequences!"

The olive branch extended by the Hall of Judgment, seemingly to maintain order, is in reality blatant plunder!
Following the judgment decree, several cold, greedy, and undisguised demonic thoughts also swirled around:

"Hehehe... Fellow Daoists of the He Sect, such a top-grade furnace cauldron, wouldn't it be a waste to enjoy it all by yourself? My Seven Emotions Demon Sect is willing to offer three ancient demonic treasures in exchange for this woman's hundred years of life!"

"Madam Si, keeping this girl in the Hezong sect is more of a curse than a blessing. Why not hand her over to my Wanyu Demon Palace? I, the Palace Master, guarantee that the Hezong sect will receive my full support!"

"..."

Coercion and enticement came one after another! Yena's appearance instantly made the Hezong sect the target of everyone's hatred.

Si Qianquan's face was ashen. He looked at the surging divine thoughts from all sides outside the hall and the golden scales hanging high above. He then glanced at Ye Na, who was weak and pitiful due to the backlash of the Demon Slave Seal. His thoughts raced through his mind.

This woman is an important pawn for her husband, and an asset in the future fight against powerful enemies; he will never hand her over!
However, the Hezong clan has just suffered a major blow, and Dou Eqing is still unconscious, so they are simply unable to withstand the pressure from all sides!

"Na Shi!"

Si Qianquan made a decisive move, sending a divine thought into Ye Na's mind: "This place has become a whirlpool! Leave immediately! Conceal your whereabouts and wait for your husband to awaken. He will come looking for you! Remember, your Dao body is both a source of disaster and an opportunity. Take care!"

Yena's twenty-seven faces simultaneously displayed complex emotions, including grievance, fear, and a hint of relief.

She took a deep look at the blood cocoon in the blood pool, and no longer hesitated.

A flash of pinkish-purple demonic light forcefully suppressed the injury, tore through space once more, and transformed into an almost imperceptible stream of light, instantly disappearing into the vast void.

All that remained were the greedy divine thoughts outside the palace, futilely sweeping and chasing after them.

Having gotten rid of Ye Na, this hot potato, Si Qianquan finally caught her breath and prepared to do everything in her power to protect the Blood Cocoon while waiting for Dou E to wake up.

suddenly!

The pulsating blood cocoon in the blood pool suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling golden light!
A powerful, pure, and extremely yang aura soared into the sky! Three tiny yet incredibly solid phantoms, like tangible blazing suns, flashed across the surface of the blood cocoon and sank into it!

The blood cocoon shook violently, and its charred, hard outer shell peeled off inch by inch!

Become!

The initial form of the Three Yangs Gathering Dragon Dao Body has been completed!
Dou Eqing's Integration Realm is now completely stable!
A hint of wild joy just appeared in Si Qianquan's eyes.

Mutations reborn!

Inside the White Bone Demon Palace, the temperature suddenly plummeted to freezing!

Countless tiny ice crystals condensed in the air! A clear, cold female voice, as cold as ancient ice and devoid of any emotion, suddenly rang out:

"The Three Yang Dao Body... I have waited far too long."

A jade hand, formed from pure ice laws, crystal clear yet exuding an aura of freezing everything, ignored spatial distance, pierced through the Demon Palace's defenses, and directly grabbed at Dou Eqing, who had just emerged from his cocoon, his body flowing with dark golden light, and whose aura was still fluctuating violently!

It is indeed the Narcissus hibiscus of the Mahayana realm!
She had been lurking in the shadows, waiting for this moment when her Dao body was initially formed and she could seize the best opportunity!
"Senior Shui! How dare you! He is a member of my Demon-Suppressing Dao Sect!"

Si Qianquan's eyes were bloodshot as he forcefully activated his already depleted magical power. He combined all his late-stage Nascent Soul strength with the demonic energy of the Blood Pool, transforming it into a pink and white light shield that blocked Dou Eqing's path!
Click!

The light shield only blocked for a moment before shattering under the absolute chilling power of the icy jade hand!

Si Qianquan was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood and flying backward!

It seems that Dou Eqing is about to fall into the control of the Ice Hand!
"Hehehe... Fellow Waterwayman, it's not good to hog the food. Dou Lang and I are much closer than you are..."

Another elusive, alluring, and ethereal laugh rang out.

The space around Dou Eqing rippled like water, and countless shadowy figures, each with a captivating charm, appeared, layer upon layer, wrapping around Dou Eqing!
Shadow Moon has also made a move!
Her goal was also that newly born Three Yang Dao Body!
Of course, she was also worried about Dou Eqing's safety, and her feelings for Dou Eqing became increasingly complicated.

The icy jade hand and the numerous phantoms collided violently just inches away from Dou Eqing!
boom--!
The energies of extreme cold and disillusionment clashed and annihilated each other in a frenzy!
The White Bone Demon Palace shook violently, and a huge hole was blasted out inside, with violent energy turbulence sweeping through!

Having just awakened and still in a state of extreme weakness, Dou Eqing was like a small boat in a raging sea, violently thrown away by this terrifying shockwave!
Shui Xianrong snorted coldly, her icy jade hand growing even colder, attempting to freeze the space and forcibly grab it.

With a laugh tinged with anger, Youyingyue condensed countless shadows, transforming them into a moon wheel that sliced ​​through space as it slashed towards the ice hand!

Two powerful figures at the Mahayana stage clashed fiercely in the heart of the Hezong clan in their struggle for Dou Eqing as their "furnace vessel"!
If Youyingyue hadn't seemed a bit hesitant, Shui Rongxian wouldn't have been a match for her in a real fight.

"Husband!"

Si Qianquan struggled to her feet and, disregarding her injuries, rushed toward Dou Eqing, who had been swept away by the energy turbulence, her heart pounding with fear!
Just as Shui Xianrong's icy hand was about to touch Dou Eqing again, You Yingyue's moon wheel blocked all her escape routes!

Anomaly, the third one has arrived!

Beside Dou Eqing, in the space that had become extremely unstable due to the battle between the two demons, a circle of extremely fine, almost transparent ripples suddenly spread out.

The ripples were so subtle that even Narcissus and Shadow Moon didn't notice them immediately!

A pale, slender hand with neatly trimmed nails, seemingly devoid of any strength, reached out as if from a painting and gently rested on Dou Eqing's shoulder.

The movements were so casual, so...careless.

The next moment, Dou Eqing's figure, along with his pale white hand, vanished into thin air just as Shui Xianrong's icy hand and You Yingyue's moon wheel were about to merge, like a reflection in water being scattered by a pebble!
There was no earth-shattering energy burst, no violent fluctuations that tore through space, and not even the slightest trace of spatial teleportation!
Just like that, completely and utterly gone!

It was as if he had never been there!
Shui Xianrong's icy jade hand grasped at nothing, freezing a patch of empty air.

The Moon Wheel of Shadows struck empty air, only cutting open folds of space.

The two female demons at the Mahayana Realm froze simultaneously!

The raging energy turbulence within the White Bone Demon Palace seemed to freeze for a moment.

Si Qianquan rushed to the spot where Dou Eqing had disappeared, only to grasp a handful of cold air that still held the faint breath of her husband.

"who--?!"

For the first time, astonishment and boundless rage appeared on Shui Xianrong's face, which had been frozen for ten thousand years. Her cold voice was like a cold wind from the depths of hell, and the entire White Bone Demon Palace was instantly covered with a thick layer of frost!
"Hehe... Interesting... Very interesting..."

The Shadow Moon's laughter remained the same, but now carried a chilling coldness and a hint of disbelief. Countless shadowy figures frantically searched the hall, but found nothing.

Right under the noses of the two women, the cooked duck was lightly... lifted away by an unseen hand!

After a brief period of deathly silence, a volcanic eruption followed!

"Chase!"

Narcissus Rong transformed into a streak of icy blue light that froze the Milky Way, instantly tearing through space and chasing after the last, almost imperceptible, extremely subtle spatial Daoist charm before the pale white hand disappeared!

She sensed it; that aura... seemed to carry a trace of the pure and righteous spirit that she found repulsive.

"Don't leave, little thief!"

Youyingyue also withdrew all her charms, her voice became sharp, and she transformed into thousands of shadowy figures, merging into the void at an undiminished speed!

She also caught that unusual Daoist aura.

Fueled by a raging inferno, the two women joined forces for the first time in a truly meaningful way, chasing after the same direction—the pure white light that had stolen their "furnace"!
Inside the White Bone Demon Palace, only devastation remained, along with a churning pool of blood and a distraught Si Qianquan, staring blankly in the direction her husband had disappeared, blood trickling from her lips.

Outside the hall, the illusory image of the golden scales of judgment hanging high seemed to ripple slightly before slowly dissipating.

(End of this chapter)