One after another, white runes surged from the blood pool, flickering as they vanished into the crystal coffin, disappearing without a trace.
Instantly, a ball of white light condensed within the coffin, swiftly transforming into a blurry white humanoid figure.
Seeing this, Xu Jiao wasted no time, flicking his sleeve forward.
In an instant, a small crimson vial flew out, hovering briefly before stopping in front of the white-robed man.
Xu Jiao took a deep breath, raised a hand, and rapidly flicked his fingers, sending a series of spell incantations flashing into the crimson vial.
The vial’s surface immediately shimmered with a crystalline blood glow, trembling slightly before its lid flew open on its own.
With a *puff*, a single blood thread shot out from the vial’s mouth. Under Xu Jiao’s spell command, it streaked toward the crystal coffin above the blood pool.
In a flash, it vanished.
The blood thread effortlessly penetrated the blood coffin.
A bizarre scene unfolded.
The white figure inside the blood-red crystal coffin, the moment the blood thread entered, seemed to be dyed red, abruptly turning a deep crimson.
Witnessing this, the surrounding Xu family cultivators appeared to recognize the critical moment, their spiritual light flaring as their chanting voices rose sharply.
As for Xu Yuan and the other two Void Refinement cultivators, they frantically channeled energy into the blood-red banners before them.
Above the formation, the bloody mist shimmered with vivid red runes, swirling incessantly around the blood-red crystal coffin.
From the blood pool’s vortex, a sharp screeching sound erupted!
Countless blood threads shot out densely from the pool, vanishing in flashes as they pierced the blood coffin, swiftly coiling around the crimson figure.
With so many blood threads converging, the originally indistinct crimson figure transformed into a cocoon-like mass, growing larger and clearer as more threads surged from below.
In mere moments, the blood cocoon matched the size of a real person, with faint outlines of eyes and a nose appearing on its head.
From a distance, it was an eerie sight.
Yet, upon closer inspection with divine sense, one could see that while blood threads continuously poured into the cocoon, the earlier ones rapidly whitened and withered from the inside out, turning to ash before vanishing.
As time passed, despite the Xu family cultivators’ frantic efforts to sustain the formation, the number of blood threads erupting from the pool failed to increase.
Under these conditions, the humanoid blood cocoon not only stopped growing but began to shrink. Amid the writhing threads, the cocoon’s face even contorted in apparent agony.
Xu Jiao and the other high-ranking Xu family members paled, desperately channeling their spiritual power.
But all they could manage was to prevent the cocoon’s condition from worsening further.
After a while, the Xu family cultivators looked deathly pale, clearly drained of energy.
Unable to bear it any longer, Xu Jiao anxiously glanced toward Han Li in the corner of the hall.
Han Li remained seated, one hand propping his chin as he observed the scene with a thoughtful expression.
“Senior Han!” Xu Jiao called out pleadingly, as if about to beg for help.
But Han Li seemed to anticipate his words, cutting him off.
“No need for urgency, Fellow Daoist. Since I agreed to intervene, I have a plan.”
With that, he calmly stood up and suddenly raised a hand, lightly tapping his own forehead.
A flash of black light later, a half-foot-tall black figure emerged—a miniature version of Han Li clad in black armor, expressionless and empty-handed: his second Nascent Soul.
Next, Han Li flicked his sleeve, releasing a golden streak that transformed into a small beast—the Golden Wyrm, its aura fearsome and eyes icy.
At the sight of the Nascent Soul and the beast, Xu Jiao and the others were startled.
Before they could react, Han Li muttered a command.
“Go!”
The black Nascent Soul formed a hand seal and vanished.
A moment later, Elder Xu Huo heard a whoosh above him as the black Nascent Soul materialized out of thin air.
The elder’s expression shifted, his treasures stirring within him as his guard heightened.
But the Nascent Soul ignored him, instead thrusting its tiny hands toward the blood banner.
Two black beams shot forth, sinking into the banner.
The previously dimming banner, now revitalized, glowed brighter than ever.
Xu Huo, initially stunned, quickly adjusted his spells to match the unexpected aid.
Meanwhile, beside Elder Xu Yan, the Golden Wyrm appeared, spewing a golden beam of pure spiritual power into another banner.
As for Han Li himself, he took a single step—only for arcs of blue-white lightning to flash beneath his feet, propelling him dozens of yards in an instant to stand before Xu Yuan, the Xu family’s grand elder.
Before Xu Yuan could react, Han Li extended a finger from his sleeve, flicking it toward the third banner.
A green lotus bloomed at his fingertip, shooting forth and vanishing into the banner.
The banner trembled violently, swelling in size as crimson runes surged from it like a tide.
Han Li flicked more fingers, sending lotus after lotus into the banner, each dissolving into pure spiritual energy.
Xu Yuan, previously straining, suddenly found the pressure easing.
A mix of shock and joy crossed his face.
Meanwhile, the blood pool’s vortex, now empowered by the enhanced formation, ceased its screeching but expanded dramatically, nearly filling the pool.
Where single blood threads had once shot forth, now dense clusters erupted in flashes of crimson light.
The shrinking blood cocoon in the crystal coffin, now revitalized, not only regained its original size but began to take on a distinctly feminine shape.
Xu Jiao roared in triumph:
“Begin solidifying the blood body!”
At his command, the Xu family cultivators, led by the three Void Refinement elders, altered their spells.
The crimson runes surrounding the coffin madly surged inward, vanishing into the cocoon.
As the cocoon absorbed them, its surface gleamed with spiritual light, gradually hardening.
Within minutes, the humanoid cocoon had solidified into a statue-like figure, motionless within the coffin.
“Success!”
Xu Jiao exhaled in relief, halting his spell.
The others followed suit, and the formation dimmed, its operation ceasing.
The cultivators rose, their gazes fixed on the blood-red coffin.
Xu Jiao and the higher-ranking members stared unblinkingly at its contents.
Han Li, meanwhile, recalled his Nascent Soul and the Golden Wyrm with a thought.
Both silently returned, vanishing into his sleeves.
Now intrigued, Han Li turned his attention to the coffin.
The statue’s crystalline surface shimmered until, with two soft *pops*, the areas where its eyes should be cracked open, revealing two hollow sockets.
Beneath them, a pair of crimson eyes slowly opened, their gaze piercing and devoid of emotion.
Han Li’s expression flickered briefly before settling into neutrality.
The hall fell deathly silent, the Xu family cultivators holding their breaths as they watched.
The initial cracks were just the beginning.
After the crimson eyes swept the room and closed again, the statue’s surface fractured like fragile porcelain, countless fine lines spreading across it.
With a melodious hum, the outer layer shattered, fragments dissolving into bloody mist.
When the mist cleared, the coffin now held an exquisitely beautiful female form.
Her long legs, taut abdomen—every curve exuded an allure lethal to any man. Her flawless jade-like skin and delicate features left no room for imperfection.
Her eyes remained closed, arms crossed over her chest, obscuring further temptation. Many male cultivators in the hall swallowed hard.
Given that the Xu family members were at least Nascent Soul cultivators, their self-control far exceeded ordinary practitioners—otherwise, some might have succumbed to baser instincts.
Before Xu Jiao could act, a flash of crimson light clothed the woman in an elegant red robe.
Her long lashes fluttered as her eyes slowly opened, revealing blood-red pupils that gleamed with icy detachment.
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