Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 172, page 195: Demolishing the Bone Cave, Refining the Blood Spiritual Heart (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets 3333)

On the border of the Cloud Kingdom, in a valley, the mountain wind howled, as if weeping and lamenting.

Zhao Wuji stood gracefully on the cliff outside the White Bone Cave, his black robes fluttering, gazing down at the valley shrouded in gray mist.

He formed hand seals, and his aura shifted like flowing water as he unleashed the miraculous "exchanging qi with qi" technique.

"call!"

He exhaled a breath of foul air, and his aura instantly transformed into a chilling, ghostly aura.

He then took out a magic mask obtained from a cultivator in the White Bone Cave and put it on his face.

His face instantly melted and reshaped like wax, transforming in the blink of an eye into a sinister old man with high cheekbones and deep-set eyes.

The originally clear and bright aura of the cultivators had completely changed, blending perfectly with the yin and evil atmosphere of the White Bone Cave.

"I will take control of the White Bone Cave and the Supreme Cave under a different identity to avoid attracting the attention of the Xuanming Dynasty or other major powers, who could then directly target me!"

Zhao Wuji is a prudent person; it's always good to put on an extra layer of armor and give yourself more room to maneuver.

Just then, a series of sharp, ringing bone bells rang out, sounding particularly jarring on the silent cliff.

The figure of Wei Ding, the master of the White Bone Cave, appeared and swept in.

He bowed deeply before Zhao Wuji.

"Greetings, Lord!"

"Come on, take me to see your paradise."

Zhao Wuji said calmly.

"Yes!"

The White Bone Cave Master immediately led the way, and the two figures drifted like ghosts towards the bottom of the valley.

The gray fog automatically parted to create a passage, revealing the scene below.

But what they saw were piles of white bones forming hills, the empty eye sockets of the skulls all gazing at the sky.

Several fresh female corpses were hanging upside down on the bone tree, their limbs pale, blood dripping and seeping into the blood grooves below, which were engraved with runes.

"This White Bone Cave is even more terrifying than the Lion Camel Ridge in Journey to the West."

Zhao Wuji frowned.

Over the years, the Lord of the White Bone Cave has indulged the evil deeds of his followers, using blood sacrifices to nourish his spiritual lineage. He has taken the evil of human nature—the ruthless exploitation of resources in this degenerate age—to its extreme.

"Welcome, Cave Master!"

Upon seeing the returning figure, the four cultivators from the Bone Cave Heaven clad in bone armor immediately knelt and bowed in respect.

But upon entering the cave, they discovered that the mountain walls on both sides were made of human bones, with eerie green flames flickering in the eye sockets of the skulls, illuminating the path ahead.

The air was filled with a nauseating stench of decay and blood.

"It's practically a mass grave."

Zhao Wuji scanned the area with his divine sense and discovered that there were even more skeletons buried underground, the sheer number of which was astonishing.

At this moment, some disciples of the White Bone Cave Heaven had already seen the two figures, and after bowing, they speculated about Zhao Wuji's identity.

"Take me directly to the spiritual vein of your grotto-heaven, and then bring over all the valuable ancient books, secret techniques, and source crystals you have collected from your grotto-heaven."

Zhao Wuji transmitted his voice to the White Bone Cave Master.

He felt extremely uncomfortable staying in this godforsaken place for even a moment longer.

"Yes!"

The master of the White Bone Cave quickly led the way.

At the end of the passageway leading to a grand hall, there was a large door entirely made of human spine bones, filled with a faint spiritual glow.

However, most of them possess the spirituality of Baihong Xuanmo, and very few possess the spirituality of Chiyan.

Zhao Wuji immediately recognized that the White Bone Cave Master had used an array combined with some kind of secret technique to lock down the spirituality of these spines.

"The total population of the four southern countries is probably only tens of millions."

Of those with spiritual talent, less than one in a hundred survived; many were killed here.

Zhao Wuji coldly watched the White Bone Cave Master casting a spell beside him, and couldn't help but think of the Wang family, who were also ruthless and cruel.

The Wang family resided in Beiyun Dizhou.

The territory of Beiyun Dizhou is comparable to that of a superpower in the previous life. Even though it is sparsely populated, it still has hundreds of millions of people.

How many of those with spiritual roots ultimately became the fuel for these families to maintain their spiritual practice in the Dharma-ending Age?

At that moment, the passage opened with a rumble.

A strong, pungent smell of blood mixed with spiritual energy washed over us.

It was even accompanied by wafts of ghostly resentment.

Zhao Wuji immediately sensed the Yin-Yang Pearl beginning to stir, and then followed the White Bone Cave Master into it.

But inside the main hall was a pool of blood.

Suddenly, countless array runes lit up at the bottom of the blood pool.

The pool of blood began to writhe like living things, gradually sinking to reveal a winding, blood-red spiritual vein at the bottom.

"My lord, this is the Blood Spirit Vein of our grotto-heaven. It is a damaged first-level spiritual vein. Only by nourishing it with blood sacrifice can we slow down its depletion."

Master Wei Ding of the White Bone Cave respectfully reported, "However, the spiritual energy nurtured in this way also means that we can only cultivate demonic techniques related to blood and bones. Otherwise, if we switch to other techniques, we will definitely suffer a qi deviation."

"Blood Spirit Vein"

Zhao Wuji's gaze suddenly sharpened.

Staring at a protruding blood crystal in the blood pool below, which is immersed in the spiritual vein.

"This is?"

The crystal pulsated like a heart, its interior sealed with a dense, almost tangible, crimson aura.

"This is the essence of the Blood Spirit Vein, which I call the 'Blood Spirit Heart'."

The Lord of the White Bone Cave reported respectfully.

Zhao Wuji sensed that the other party's ghost was struggling fiercely.

They were clearly very interested in the blood-red object.

In his observation, the spiritual concentration of this Blood Spirit Heart was even three times purer than that of the first-level spiritual vein of the Linglang Cave Heaven.

It's just that it's mixed with too much resentment and malevolent energy.

It seems that there are also wailing ghosts among them, and ordinary cultivators cannot directly absorb this blood spiritual power to cultivate.

Zhao Wuji examined the spiritual veins within the blood pool.

The decline of the White Bone Cave in the Dark Passage to this point is not without reason.

Compared to the Linglang Cave Heaven, the spiritual veins here are incomplete, barely maintaining their first-level quality through blood sacrifices, and their scale is less than one-third of that of the Linglang Cave Heaven's spiritual veins.

The sect has only about forty disciples, and the position of elder has been vacant for many years.

The battle in the secret realm in the past resulted in the loss of most of the elite forces of the cave, and its foundation has been shaken.

Given this situation, it's no wonder that only a few big cats and little cats could be raised in the White Bone Cave.

"Fortunately, this incomplete spiritual vein is a bit small, otherwise, who knows how many blood sacrifices the White Bone Cave Heaven would have had to make over the years. I might have been poisoned when I was weak."

Zhao Wuji shook his head slightly and instructed the White Bone Cave Master to go out and bring over the collected ancient books and resources.

He then made a hand seal and used the Heavenly Pot Technique, flicking his sleeve.

The space of the potted sky immediately enveloped the blood crystal.

The twenty-zhang-long space of the Pot Heaven was fully unleashed!

"receive!"

The azure light surged, and the Blood Spirit Heart trembled violently, actually being forcibly ripped from the spiritual veins.

The entire blood spirit vein writhed like a wounded giant python, the cave ceiling began to collapse, and rubble fell down in a flurry.

The blue light within the Pot Heaven space surged.

The moment the Blood Spirit Heart was forcibly absorbed, the entire Pot Heaven space trembled violently. A large amount of Blood Spirit Qi surged outwards, and the chaotic edges churned and expanded like boiling water.

"Boom!"

The space that was originally twenty feet wide was forcibly expanded to twenty-eight feet under the impact of the Blood Spirit Heart's immense spiritual power.

As if stimulated, the Yin Sha Spirit Spring in the northwest corner spewed out a large amount of dark blue mist, which intertwined and collided with the scarlet spiritual light emitted by the Blood Spirit Heart, making a "hissing" sound.

However, as soon as the Blood Spirit Heart landed, it began to throb like a living thing, and spiderweb-like blood patterns appeared on its surface.

The viscous blood-fiend spiritual energy spread like a plague.

Wherever it passed, the medicinal herbs withered quickly.

The golden veins of the moon dew grass were stained dark red, and even the soil oozed with foul-smelling blood droplets.

"It's polluted so quickly?!"

Zhao Wuji's gaze narrowed slightly.

However, he was well-prepared and confident.

He quickly formed hand seals and activated the guiding technique at full power.

"Heaven and earth, heed my command! Turn!"

He clasped his hands together, and the four walls of the gourd suddenly lit up with spiritual light.

The foul blood energy gushing from the Blood Spirit Heart was forcibly drawn by the guiding technique, transforming into a spiraling torrent that poured out and surged into his palm.

Under the guidance of the technique, the scarlet mist split into three streams.

The pure blood mist at the top was guided into the Yin Pearl, causing the Yin energy within the Yin Pearl to surge rapidly, quickly increasing by thousands.

The turbid blood and evil energy in the middle layer was absorbed by the Yang Pearl, causing the Yang energy to increase continuously, and soon the Yang energy exceeded six thousand.

This is the Yin and Yang blood energy within the Blood Fiend.

Back when he was in the imperial city, he had collected some armor stained with blood from the battlefield.

The blood of some powerful martial artists, formed over many years with masculine energy, creates a bond that can provide yang energy.

And the blood demon in the heart of this Blood Spirit is also formed from the resentment and blood ties of countless people.

It can be transformed into Yin and Yang blood, providing Yin and Yang energy.

However, the dark, filthy bloodstains at the bottom, which are like asphalt, are sticky, corrosive, and extremely difficult to remove.

"not enough!"

Zhao Wuji bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the Blood Spirit Heart, and then formed the Penglai Seal with both hands.

"May Penglai be purified, and may the wronged souls find peace! Forgiveness!"

Azure light burst forth from his fingers, transforming into illusory azure lotus blossoms that surrounded Blood Spirit Heart.

Where the lotus heart blooms, countless distorted human faces struggle to emerge from the blood crystal, like the flower's stamen...

These are the wronged souls imprisoned by blood sacrifice.

Once upon a time, at the bottom of the Yunyu Pond in the Xuan Kingdom's imperial palace, the wronged soul of Consort Zhang was imprisoned by the Empress.

But compared to the current situation, it's nothing.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Amidst the mournful wails, the lotus petals closed, enveloping the vengeful spirit in a cocoon.

With Zhao Wuji's cry of "Salvation!"

The blue lotus exploded with a roar, transforming into a shower of light that fell from the sky, dispelling the vengeful spirits and their malevolent energy, which then vanished as pure spiritual light.

The Blood Spirit Heart immediately lost three-tenths of its dark red color.

But at the core, a stubborn black spot still wriggles, seemingly resisting purification as if it were consciously trying to stay afloat.

"The Heavenly Dao is corrupted, devour it!"

Zhao Wuji's heart stirred, a flash of blood-red light appeared between his brows, and his Blood Fiend Divine Sense surged forth from his sea of ​​consciousness.

A wisp of turbid yellow aura from the Heavenly Dao darted out like a venomous snake and suddenly plunged into the black spot.

"laugh!"

The black spot convulsed violently, tearing and devouring each other with the calamity.

Ultimately, they fused into a dark red crystal core the size of a thumb, its surface covered with vascular patterns, emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation.

"This is... a tribulation crystal condensed from my blood-fiend divine consciousness?"

Zhao Wuji carefully picked up the crystal core, feeling as if he were holding a branding iron in his palm.

This item absorbs the blood essence and malevolent energy, making it even more potent, and also contains the characteristics of calamity and turbidity.

If refined into a magical artifact, it would likely quickly corrupt one's spirit and erode one's soul!
"If it is refined into a treasure of divine consciousness, it will be a powerful weapon!"

He flipped his palm and sealed the crystal core into the jade box, then put it into his storage bag.

Looking again inside the Pot Heaven space, the Blood Spirit Heart had transformed into a translucent light red crystal pillar, firmly rooted in the center of the spirit field.

The emitted spiritual energy was no longer impure; instead, it formed a yin-yang cycle with the Yin Sha acupoint.

"Crash!"

Within the newly expanded eight-zhang space, the soil automatically churned and formed mounds, channeling the diluted blood spirit liquid into the spirit field.

The previously withered moon dew grass has miraculously come back to life, with a faint red blush appearing along the golden edges of its leaves, and its medicinal properties have become even more potent.

"Blood spirit symbiosis has become an unexpected bonus."

Zhao Wuji thought to himself.

"Lord!"

Suddenly, the master of the White Bone Cave returned, bringing with him many ancient books and secret techniques from the White Bone Cave Heaven.

There are also hundreds of Blood Source Crystals, several spiritual herbs, and two ancient spirit stones that the White Bone Cave Master had hoarded.

"My lord, these are all the treasures of my White Bone Cave Heaven!"

Zhao Wuji glanced at it and couldn't bear to look at it. "They're really poor!"

Compared to the dazzling cave, the White Bone Cave is practically a poor ghost cave.

No wonder Bai Chengshang of Wushang Cave Heaven always wanted to seize Linlang Cave Heaven.

The White Bone Cave Heaven and the Mysterious Cloud Cave Heaven have been locked in a power struggle for many years.

"Even the Supreme Grotto-Heaven can't be this poor, can it? Then my plan will truly become a joke..."

Zhao Wuji waved his sleeve and took away the supplies.

Master Wei Ding of the White Bone Cave respectfully reported, "My lord! The tremor of the Blood Spirit Vein has caused a disturbance in the Blood Spirit Qi, and the disciples of the cave are already in turmoil. Some suspect it is you."

"Suspect?"

Zhao Wuji chuckled, the Cold Soul Flying Sword in his sleeve ringing out, "Then let them shut up forever!"

"Take them to the Supreme Grotto-Heaven now and launch a desperate attack as I instruct!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Ding, the master of the White Bone Cave, was taken aback, and then let out a strange "heh heh" laugh.

"Excellent! Excellent! Our lord is wise!"

Zhao Wuji was taken aback, realizing that the Lord of the White Bone Cave was genuinely delighted.

He grasped the thoughts of the ghostly master of the White Bone Cave, and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

"This old devil sees how miserable he is and wishes Bai Chengshang would suffer along with him... Demons really do like to harm others without benefiting themselves..."

"But now... only this bloodline remains..."

Zhao Wuji frowned as he looked at the winding spiritual veins in the blood pool...

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(End of this chapter)