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Wu Chengdao held the statue in his hand and crushed it with one blow.

A beam of blue light rose from the statue and entered Wu Chengdao's body.

next moment.

Wu Chengdao turned over and stood up. Although he was covered in blood and his bones were broken, his movements were not affected at all, and a layer of blue light covered his body.

Gu Fan had seen the Half-Old Monster in the Luofu Secret Realm and recognized the person carved in the statue at a glance, after all, the missing hand and leg was too typical.

On the other side, the old man with blood-red eyes was also taken aback when he saw Wu Chengdao.

"A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, surviving a single blow from me is already an achievement. How come he's suddenly full of energy again? Who is this kid?"

Just as the old man with blood-red eyes was speculating, a chilling aura suddenly emanated from Wu Chengdao.

Wu Chengdao took half a step forward, raised his arm high with his fingertips pointing to the sky, and then pressed down as if crushing an ant.

An endless stream of qi erupted instantly, condensing into a jade-colored finger in mid-air, which pressed down on the blood-eyed elder.

The blood-eyed old man was icy cold, and his voice, like a crowing rooster, cried out, "Nascent Soul?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man with blood-red eyes suddenly dissipated into a cloud of blood mist, which then spread rapidly in all directions.

At the same time, a curved blade flew out from the blood mist and slashed at the jade-colored fingers.

Gu Fan was very familiar with the shape of that curved blade; it was the Blood Transformation Divine Blade.

It's not a magic charm, it's the real thing!

The jade-colored fingers, seemingly slow but actually fast, were momentarily slowed by the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade before striking the center of the blood mist.

The Blood-Transforming Divine Blade also suddenly dimmed, pressed back into the blood mist, resembling broken copper and scrap iron.

Visibly, most of the blood mist disappeared as if it had been wiped away with a rag.

Just then, Gu Fan felt a vibration in his wrist. It turned out that Chang Yuan, who had been swirling and transformed into a bracelet, suddenly flew out, his body swelling to the thickness of a water bucket, and he opened his mouth to suck in the remaining blood mist.

A small portion of the remaining blood mist was immediately swept up by the gale and swallowed by Chang Yuan's mouth.

"No!"

A scream came from within the blood mist. Less than one-tenth of the blood mist condensed into a beam of blood light, which rolled up the Blood Transformation Divine Blade and fled into the distance, disappearing instantly.

When Gu Fan realized what was happening, Chang Yuan shrank back to his original size and wrapped himself around Gu Fan's wrist.

Wu Chengdao and Li Fengyi looked at Gu Fan with slight surprise. They had never seen Chang Yuan before and assumed that Gu Fan had released the spirit beast.

Only Gu Fan knew that it was Chang Yuan who had taken the initiative.

The blood mist was swallowed by Chang Yuan, so he must have benefited from it. Otherwise, given his self-interest, he would never have offered his help.

"Senior, what did you just eat?" Gu Fan asked telepathically.

Chang Yuan hummed comfortably twice and replied, "It's nothing, just a few scraps. Consider it a snack."

Chang Yuan's attempt to conceal the truth only made Gu Fan more uneasy. After some questioning, he learned that the blood mist was actually a part of the Blood-Eyed Elder!

Or rather, the entire blood mist was made up of the old man with blood-red eyes.

"That junior is practicing the Blood Transformation Secret Technique. Although it's not a top-tier technique and can't compare to the Blood God Child, it's still passable."

"This method is similar to that of the Blood God Child. As long as some blood mist remains, it can regenerate, making it very good at preserving life. This type of technique requires the integration of the physical body, magical power, and even divine consciousness into the blood, completely transforming them into a stream of essence blood. From then on, even swords and blades cannot harm him in the slightest."

"There is only one problem: once his essence blood is depleted, his cultivation level and magical power will also decline. Although he can recover quickly by consuming essence blood, the temporary decline is an undeniable fact."

Gu Fan nodded slightly: "I see."

Although Chang Yuan said that the Blood-Eyed Elder's cultivation level had dropped, Gu Fan did not feel sorry for him.

Who knows what tricks a Golden Core cultivator might have up his sleeve? He was already quite satisfied with the current situation.

Only Wu Chengdao was quite dissatisfied. Watching the bloody light disappear, he curled his lip and said, "That demon is really lucky. He survived a blow from half of the ancestor's body."

As soon as he finished speaking, the azure light around Wu Chengdao suddenly dissipated, and blood gushed from his wounds like a human fountain. He collapsed to the ground, his legs giving way.

Gu Fan hurriedly stepped forward, took out the pills, and wanted to feed them to Wu Chengdao, but was stopped by him waving his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't worry about me. Let me recover on my own."

After saying this, Wu Chengdao gritted his teeth, sat up cross-legged, closed his eyes, and circulated his internal energy. A golden light emerged from his heart and began to travel through his flesh and meridians, sealing up the wounds.

Li Fengyi was speechless at the sight and exclaimed, "What a madman!"

Gu Fan raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

Li Fengyi explained, "The path of the Dharma Body has always been one of destruction before construction, and this is especially true for the Hundred Refinements Sect. His Dharma Body had reached a bottleneck, and he only broke through it by using that demonic golden core. After being rebuilt, he will be even stronger, and he should be able to prepare for the formation of the Golden Core."

Gu Fan asked疑惑地问道, "Then why not let the Golden Core cultivators of the Hundred Refinements Sect take action?"

Li Fengyi shook her head and said, "He knows that the cultivators of the Hundred Refinements Sect will not kill him, so it is difficult for him to gather his fighting spirit to its peak. Body cultivators are born for battle."

Gu Fan suddenly understood upon hearing this.

The shuttle traveled through the sea of ​​clouds, and for the next few hours, they did not encounter any pursuers.

On the other side, the fleeing blood-red light landed in a town, revealing the figure of an old man with blood-red eyes.

As soon as he landed, the old man with blood-red eyes opened his mouth as if to vomit, but then swallowed the blood back down and turned to look at the terrified mortals around him.

These mortals, whose essence and blood had been extracted, were all pale-faced. They watched as the blood-eyed elder descended from the sky, and knelt on the ground, trembling.

The blood-eyed elder said angrily, "Damn it! I never thought I, Mo Tu Hu, would be defeated by a junior. If I return to the sect, my chances of survival are slim. I can't worry about anything else now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man with blood-red eyes reached out and grabbed an adult man. He opened his mouth and sucked out blood essence from the man's body, which then entered the old man's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, a grown man was sucked dry and turned into a dried corpse.

This scene terrified the surrounding mortals, who screamed and scattered in all directions.

Mo Tu Hu disdainfully threw down the dried corpse, his figure suddenly scattered, transforming into a streak of blood light that swiftly pierced the next person, sparing neither men nor women, young nor old, leaving behind a trail of dried corpses wherever he went.

In a short while, not a single ordinary person in the entire city survived!

Just then, a few cultivators shakily stepped forward, knelt down, and kowtowed, saying, "Disciple greets Elder."

These Blood Spirit Sect cultivators were filled with horror. If they hadn't known they couldn't escape, they would have fled long ago.

They guarded the mortals here, and although they would occasionally feast on themselves and capture a few mortals to absorb their life essence, they would never be so ruthless.

After all, these mortals are the property of the Blood Spirit Sect, a field that can continuously produce essence blood.

Killing mortals without authorization is tantamount to seizing the Blood Spirit Sect's interests!

Mo Tu Hu squinted at the group and said in a grim tone, "You've come at the perfect time!"

The next instant, blood erupted.

Under the despairing gazes of the Blood Spirit Sect disciples, several more dried corpses appeared on the ground.

"The blood of cultivators is delicious. Although their cultivation level is lower, it is still far superior to that of mortals."

Mo Tu Hu stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, muttering to himself.

"However, he cannot escape the sect's punishment."

Thinking of this, Mo Tu Hu's anger flared up again.

Zhu's family failed to obtain the Blood Demon Pill and instead got into a lot of trouble. Relying on the essence and blood of the mortals in the city, they barely recovered some of their cultivation, which was far from what they had before.

Suddenly, Mo Tu Hu seemed to remember something and frowned, saying, "Dugu Xin even mocked me, saying he would intercept those kids halfway. Now it seems he really will get away with it."

He could see clearly that the statue Wu Chengdao used had obviously withstood an attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Compared to a single strike from a Nascent Soul cultivator, spiritual materials capable of withstanding such an attack are the most precious, and he didn't think Wu Chengdao would have a second one.

Just as Mo Tu Hu was sighing, the Void Shuttle was less than a hundred miles away from Xuan Yin Mountain.

Wu Chengdao slowly opened his eyes. Several hours had passed, and the wounds on his body had basically healed, with new flesh growing.

Looking at the distant Xuan Yin Mountain, Wu Chengdao sighed leisurely, "Finally back."

After saying that, Wu Chengdao suddenly laughed twice and pointed at Xuan Yin Mountain, saying, "We're lucky. If there were another demon blocking our way outside Xuan Yin Mountain, we would probably be in grave danger."

Just then, a black wind carrying a menacing aura swept in from afar. An old man in a black robe revealed a smug look on his face and sneered, "Mo Tu Hu is truly a piece of trash. As expected, you all managed to escape back. It wasn't in vain that I waited for you for so long."

Gu Fan groaned and looked at Wu Chengdao seriously, saying, "Fellow Daoist, you should speak less in the future."

As they were talking, Gu Fan had already held the white jade bead in his hand. With just a squeeze, he could release the sword energy of the Returning Cloud Sword Lord.

Just then, a golden light flew swiftly from the direction of Xuan Yin Mountain.

"You fiend, cease your arrogance!"

Before the old man in the black robe could make a move, the golden light had already rushed to the front of the Void-Breaking Shuttle, revealing a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a golden robe.

Gu Fan was overjoyed upon seeing this.

He had seen this middle-aged Taoist priest before, during the struggle for the position of true disciple. He was one of the many Golden Core cultivators standing behind Qi Zongyuan!