The vast Sea of Blood’s head instantly swelled. Since when were Venerable Realm experts so common? Five of them appearing all at once?

But what plunged the Sea of Blood into even deeper despair was a colossal, fiery red figure that erupted from within Ye Jingyu. It was a giant, standing over ten feet tall, sporting a massive, crimson beard. His entire body was wreathed in scarlet flames, and gusts of heat washed over the surroundings, instantly spiking the temperature. At the very least, the nearby trees began to wither, the flowers wilted, and even the pool of blood, which represented the culmination of most of his efforts, started to boil under the intense heat.

“How do you propose we cooperate?” The Sea of Blood, who moments ago wore an expression of utter disdain, instantly lost all his temper. His own power was likely greater than Ye Jingyu’s; after all, he had been steeped in this realm for so many years. If it had been only Ye Jingyu, he could have easily handled the situation (or so he believed). Even adding Liang Xiaoke, he was confident they could manage together, especially with the powerful magical artifact he possessed from a past encounter.

But three appeared at once—each one a Venerable Realm master. Even with his artifacts, victory seemed uncertain. Fine, if he couldn't win the fight, couldn't he just flee?

However, the moment Zhu Rong manifested, unleashing an overwhelmingly powerful aura, the Sea of Blood wisely chose cooperation.

The strength this figure projected might only register as Venerable Realm, but the aura emanating from him was hundreds, perhaps thousands of times mightier than his own—a presence that inspired sheer hopelessness. Under such pressure, the Sea of Blood couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

No wonder they could so swiftly eradicate the influence of the Yuan Ling Sect on the Dou Hun Continent. No wonder those figures from the Gu Fei Continent were inexplicably eliminated. It turned out such formidable power had already coalesced around this young man.

At this point, the Sea of Blood was utterly convinced that the Venerable Realm experts from the Gu Fei Continent had indeed been slain by this very person.

“Heh heh, Uncle is truly a reasonable man. Since that is the case, your young nephew won’t waste any more time with pleasantries!” Ye Jingyu smiled faintly, then proceeded to outline the true purpose of his visit, detailing the matter of the demon with complete candor.

Hearing Ye Jingyu’s words, the complexion of the Sea of Blood underwent a drastic change—a truly profound shift, his eyes filled with disbelief. How could this be? How could a being surpassing the Heaven Immortal realm exist in the mortal world?

“Impossible, absolutely impossible…” The Sea of Blood shook his head repeatedly, his voice cracking despite the presence of several mighty Venerable masters beside him.

“Why is it impossible?” Seeing the astonishment etched across the Sea of Blood’s face, Ye Jingyu and the others were utterly bewildered. It was merely a powerhouse beyond the Heaven Immortal realm; what was so impossible about that? Wasn’t Hei Mingba previously a Demon Emperor?

“Because…” The Sea of Blood almost blurted out the truth, but catching himself, he quickly veered off track.

“Because in all these years, none of us have managed to cultivate a single expert surpassing the Venerable level. How could such a figure suddenly appear in this world?”

“I already said it, that being comes from the Abyss!” Ye Jingyu interjected again, though both he and Liang Xiaoke understood that the Sea of Blood was deliberately concealing a vital secret from them.

“Oh, oh, so that’s how it is. I understand now. You mean we need to find a way to unite the other Patriarchs to jointly confront that demon, right?” The Sea of Blood adopted an expression of sudden realization, appearing utterly convinced.

“Precisely. But Fang Zhentian and Feng Yan must die!” Ye Jingyu stated coldly.

“I have no objection to that. That fellow Fang Zhentian has hogged the position of Alliance Leader of the Ya Alliance for so long; his death is merely a fitting end!” The Sea of Blood adopted a nonchalant air, even showing a hint of excitement, as if calculating the immense benefits Fang Zhentian’s demise would bring him.

Observing the Sea of Blood’s demeanor, Ye Jingyu and Liang Xiaoke exchanged glances. It seemed this man’s heart was not entirely sincere. In that case, they would have to implement the secondary plan.

“Uncle, are you cultivating the Nine Revolutions Blood God Art?” Ye Jingyu suddenly inquired.

“Hmm? How did you know? Did Xiao Ming tell you!” Hearing Ye Jingyu name his cultivation technique, the Sea of Blood’s expression shifted again, though this time it lacked the earlier shock. Furthermore, his tone when referring to Hei Ming softened considerably.

“Heh heh, it was indeed Brother Xue who informed your young nephew. Uncle, this matter will require considerable effort from you this time. Please accept this small token of sincerity from your nephew!” As he spoke, Ye Jingyu retrieved a golden-red Blood Pill from his robes, continuing, “This Blood Pill, which your nephew seized from the Blood Eye Clan in the Demon Realm, should be of great benefit to those who cultivate the Nine Revolutions Blood God Art!” As he presented the pill, Ye Jingyu carefully explained its origin to the Sea of Blood.

The moment Ye Jingyu revealed the elixir, the eyes of the Sea of Blood lit up completely. It was the same ravenous glow a lecher who hadn't seen a woman in decades would possess upon finding a stunning beauty lying before him, legs spread wide.

And when Ye Jingyu mentioned it was acquired from the Blood Eye Clan, the Sea of Blood was practically fighting the urge to leap forward and snatch it into his embrace.

The Nine Revolutions Blood God Art was a technique that relied entirely on absorbing vital blood energy, much like how zombies increased their strength through consuming flesh. It demanded massive amounts of blood essence, and the blood essence contained within this single Blood Pill was equivalent to what the Sea of Blood had absorbed over several millennia of cultivation. Moreover, this essence was so incredibly pure that he could consume it directly without any further processing.

If he consumed this pill, his strength would easily double.

How could such a supremely concentrated Blood Pill exist in the world? The Sea of Blood snatched the pill, half by force, half by grasping it. His colossal divine sense swept over the pill, confirming nothing but the thick, almost overflowing blood energy—no restrictions, not a single impurity.

“Everything you asked for, consider it done!” At this moment, the Sea of Blood was extraordinarily generous. This single Blood Pill represented a stimulant to his lust for power, akin to a pack of drugs for a severely addicted user. After uttering those words to Ye Jingyu and the others, he immediately swallowed the pill in one gulp.

This pure to the point of outrageous Blood Pill required no circulation of energy or seclusion for tempering; he could absorb its power as easily as eating a meal, without any fear of someone using the opportunity to attack him…

The gaze the Sea of Blood now turned toward Ye Jingyu and the others was immensely benevolent. In this instant, he genuinely felt inclined to cooperate faithfully with Ye Jingyu. But it seemed, for everyone else, it was already far, far too late.

“Sister Hanba, it’s up to you now…” Ye Jingyu’s voice drifted out softly…

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