“You are me, and I am you. There is no need to speak of hardship. Now that you have emerged, I can merge back with you.” Xuepo spoke lightly, uttering just two sentences.
Bingpo nodded without another word, forming a hand seal with one hand. Suddenly, her body erupted in a brilliant crimson glow, gradually becoming indistinct.
At the same time, Xuepo moved, transforming into a streak of blood-red light that shot toward Bingpo.
In a flash, it vanished into Bingpo’s body without a trace.
Bingpo immediately hunched over, her face contorting with pain as a dense crimson radiance surged across her skin. Countless blood-red threads erupted from her pores, dissolving into a bloody mist that dissipated into the void.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the pain on Bingpo’s face gradually faded, and she straightened up once more.
Though her appearance and expression remained unchanged, her aura now carried a subtle, unintentional shift.
“So, Brother Han holds such renown within the clan and has had so many dealings with my blood spirit incarnation. Moreover, it was thanks to your protection that she was able to enter this place safely.” Bingpo smiled gracefully at Han Li and spoke slowly.
“You’ve already assimilated all of your incarnation’s memories?” Han Li glanced at her and asked with a faint smile.
“Nothing so simple. I’ve merely sealed away most of the memories, absorbing only the most crucial portion.” Bingpo replied with a bitter smile.
“That is a wise decision, Fellow Daoist Bingpo. Now that you’ve reclaimed your incarnation and there’s nothing left for us in the Heavenly Tripod Palace, let us leave together. No one would expect the palace to close early, and amidst the chaos, we can make our escape unnoticed.” Han Li nodded and spoke thus.
With that, he raised a hand toward the void beside him. A golden flash appeared, and a tiny golden figure emerged before vanishing into his sleeve—none other than the Gold Devouring Beetle King.
Almost simultaneously, the Crab Daoist formed a hand seal without a word. A thunderclap sounded as he transformed into a bolt of lightning, shooting toward Han Li and disappearing into his body with a crackle.
“Very well. I shall begin the spell now.” Bingpo agreed readily.
She then opened her mouth and spat out a blood-hued jade tablet. Pointing a finger into the void, waves of restriction fluctuations emanated from it.
…
Above the Myriad Moon Mountain Range, a massive formation had tightly encircled the colossal gate that served as the entrance to the Heavenly Tripod Palace. Disciples clad in the attire of the Blood Bone Sect flickered in and out of view throughout the formation.
At the formation’s center, two Blood Bone Sect Mahayana cultivators sat cross-legged, meditating in silence.
Suddenly, the gate, adorned with shimmering golden and silver runes, emitted a low hum as ripples of energy surged from it.
“What’s happening? Has the Heavenly Tripod Palace closed early? According to past records, it shouldn’t be time yet.” The two Mahayana cultivators jolted awake, their eyes snapping open. The deep-eyed elder exclaimed in shock.
“Perhaps someone has truly obtained the legacy treasures of the Heavenly Tripod Master, triggering this change.” The short, plump, and grotesquely ugly woman stood up, her eyes glinting as she spoke.
“Regardless, activate the formation first. We can’t let anyone slip away in the chaos.” The deep-eyed elder’s pupils contracted, but he quickly made a decisive decision.
“A sound suggestion. It’s best to take precautions.” The plump woman nodded in agreement without objection.
At their command, the hidden Blood Bone Sect disciples immediately activated their formation tools.
Instantly, the entire formation flared to life. Strands of dazzling light shot from the void, swiftly weaving together into an enormous net that enveloped the sky, shielding the entire area beneath it.
As soon as the net took shape, waves of terrifying metallic killing intent surged forth, as if an army of thousands lay concealed within.
The two Mahayana cultivators also rose to their feet, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on the colossal gate.
With an earth-shaking *boom*, the gate twisted and blurred before exploding apart. As the world’s spiritual energy dispersed, the milky-white spatial rift slowly closed.
*Poof! Poof!*
Two more fluctuations arose where the gate had vanished, and two arrays of light materialized out of thin air. From them emerged two groups of people.
One group, numbering thirty to forty, surrounded a brocade-robed man with a gloomy expression.
These individuals had just breached a central region of the palace and were about to plunder its treasures when they were forcibly ejected by the sudden appearance of the light array. Naturally, the brocade-robed man was furious, his face dark with displeasure.
The other group consisted of five identical-looking youths—none other than the Blood Harmony Quintuplets.
“It’s them?” The deep-eyed elder’s expression shifted slightly in surprise upon recognizing the two groups.
“So it’s Fellow Daoists Tianjiu and Dimeng of the Blood Bone Sect. What is the meaning of this?” The brocade-robed man’s face darkened as he took in the formation and the massive net overhead.
“Ah, it’s Sect Master Feng, the renowned formation master. No wonder the Heavenly Tripod Palace closed early. You must have reaped quite the harvest inside, Brother Feng.” The plump woman giggled, blinking her eyes.
“Dimeng, are you suggesting that *I* caused the palace’s sudden change?” The brocade-robed man’s expression turned stormy as he retorted sharply.
“Among those who entered, I can’t think of anyone else capable of such a feat.” The plump woman replied nonchalantly.
The brocade-robed man was incensed but found himself momentarily at a loss for words.
Just then, the deep-eyed elder suddenly barked toward another direction:
“Where do you five think you’re going? Don’t you have anything to say?”
The Blood Harmony Quintuplets had been stealthily retreating toward the edge of the formation.
“We have nothing to say. Unless you intend to detain us along with Sect Master Feng?” One of the expressionless youths replied, his eyes flashing with a bloody light.
“Who would have thought the illustrious Blood Harmony Quintuplets would fall to such a state? Truly pitiable.” The deep-eyed elder ignored the question, instead sighing deeply as seven-colored light swirled in his eyes.
“Tianque, what do you mean by that?” The youth’s expression changed drastically.
“What do I mean? Hmph! Under my Glazed Illusion Eyes, mere flesh puppets cannot deceive me. Reveal your true form!” The elder snorted, his face turning icy.
“What? Flesh puppets?”
The plump woman and the brocade-robed man were both startled, their gazes snapping toward the quintuplets with extreme wariness.
“Heh, the famed Glazed Illusion Eyes live up to their reputation. Even after refining the Blood God Art to this level, I still couldn’t evade your detection.” The previously speaking youth’s pupils contracted, but his face quickly resumed its wooden expression.
Then, bloody light erupted from the five youths as a crimson streak shot from the back of each of their heads. The streaks converged midair, coalescing into a blurry crimson figure with sinister green eyes and an aura of indescribable savagery.
“The Blood Heaven Sect has decreed that all who practice the Blood God Art shall die!” The deep-eyed elder inhaled sharply before roaring.
As his voice faded, he formed a hand seal and pointed a finger skyward.
*Boom!*
Six crimson lightning bolts materialized overhead, streaking down toward the quintuplets and the blood figure.
Simultaneously, the formation buzzed as thick beams of light shot up from its edges, forming a colossal luminous cage. The net above trembled with spiritual energy before slowly descending.
A strange laugh echoed from the blood figure.
With a flick of its sleeve, six blood-red arcs shot upward, shattering the lightning bolts in midair.
Then, the figure spun rapidly, spewing forth a bloody mist that engulfed the quintuplets before transforming into a crimson sea, surging toward the edge of the luminous cage.
The deep-eyed elder’s expression darkened as he swiftly altered his hand seals. A white sword beam hundreds of feet long erupted from his body. Stamping his foot, he merged with it, launching the colossal sword light toward the blood sea.
“Sect Master Feng, now that we’ve encountered someone daring enough to practice the Blood God Art, what are your intentions?” The plump woman’s eyes darted before she suddenly addressed the brocade-robed man.
“Hmph! Dimeng, spare me your provocations. Practitioners of the Blood God Art are the mortal enemies of all blood path sects—they must be exterminated on sight. Since I’ve encountered one today, I naturally won’t stand idly by.” The brocade-robed man’s expression shifted several times before he finally snorted in response.
With a command, his disciples raised their magical tools, which transformed into multicolored runes that danced wildly through the air.
Chanting under his breath, the brocade-robed man guided the runes into an intricate formation above his head. Within moments, a faint golden array took shape, its interior gleaming with countless blades.
Seeing her words had the desired effect, the plump woman chuckled and flicked her sleeve, releasing several spirit beast rings.
With a series of howls, over a dozen enormous blood-colored vultures materialized. At her shrill command, they charged menacingly toward the distant blood sea.
Meanwhile, the massive light pillars at the formation’s edges began converging toward the center as the Blood Bone Sect disciples poured their energy into the spell.
Thus, a battle erupted—one neither side had anticipated.
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