In that brief mont of hesitation, Chu Feng’s Nine Yang Strange Fire rcilessly surged forward. It instantly enveloped the strand of Demon Soul of the Ancient Horn Sore Demon.
"Human boy, if you dare to harm this residual soul of mine, one day I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!" the Ancient Horn Sore Demon screeched, threatening Chu Feng.
"Is that so? I’m waiting!" Chu Feng used his Nine Yang Strange Fire to refine the Demon Soul.
It continually emitted screams of agony.
"Chu Feng... without the Demon Slaying Saber, you’re not even worth as much as a worm in my eyes. At that ti, I will surely lead thousands of Demon Clan experts to invade the Divine Martial Continent..."
Before the Demon Soul could finish its harsh words, Chu Feng’s Nine Yang Strange Fire had already directly refined it.
Ultimately, only the residual mory fragnts within the Demon Soul remained.
They were fragnted, transforming into countless stars.
Chu Feng this ti did not need the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King to remind him; he imdiately targeted one of the mory fragnts, capturing and devouring it.
...
When he successfully captured it, he felt a burst of pain in his head as a large amount of information flooded in.
"Ah... it hurts..." Chu Feng’s head felt as if it was about to explode.
This was akin to a vacuum compressed package being unpacked in a container larger by one size. As a result, its volu expanded tenfold, and the container couldn’t contain it, bursting it directly.
The situation with Chu Feng now was sowhat similar.
Because the mory fragnt he captured contained too much information, far exceeding his imagination.
Last ti, the information contained in the Shadow Escape Technique was not even one percent of it.
Chu Feng secretly wondered, what kind of technique was this?
With no other choice, he could only grit his teeth and endure, waiting for the entire mory fragnt to rge into his Divine Soul.
Several tis, he felt like he was about to burst, and the next mont he would beco insane, mad, or an idiot.
Yet, he managed to withstand it all with his fortitude.
He didn’t know how long it had been, but Chu Feng gradually recovered, and the tumultuous storm had passed.
His mind had already acquired a cultivation technique.
"Blood God Great Technique!"
This is a cultivation thod of the Demon Clan, not just a spell or the like.
The Blood God Great Technique comprises nine levels; even mastering just one enables one to beco a Level 1 Immortal Demon. If it is cultivated to the Ninth Level, it can establish masterhood, becoming a sect ancestor.
Leading the entire Demon Clan would be no challenge.
It’s essential to know that the entire Demon Clan refers not only to those on the Divine Demon Continent but to demons across all planes.
All the Demon Gods, Immortal Demons, Ancient Demons, and Demon Kings would bow before Chu Feng.
This is indeed terrifying.
The Blood God Great Technique is so amazing that Chu Feng could dominate this world even by mastering only the First Level.
Unfortunately, this is a Demon Clan cultivation thod, which humans cannot cultivate.
However, it doesn’t matter; Chu Feng cannot cultivate it, but doesn’t he have a Demon Body?
It is precisely suitable for the Demon Body to cultivate.
Given ti, the strength of the Demon Body will surely crush this realm.
"The Demon Body is ultimately not the true self but equivalent to an incarnation of mine. Step by step, I’ll prevent my disciples from surpassing their master. I will first pass the First Level of the Blood River Technique to it." The relationship between Chu Feng and the Demon Body is one of subordination.
He is the main force, and the Demon Body assists.
The true self can at any ti read the Demon Body’s mories, command the Demon Body to do anything without restriction. He has absolute authority.
But the Demon Body cannot control the true self in turn.
Of course, this is just the current situation. If one day the Demon Body’s cultivation far exceeds the true self’s expectations, becos uncontrollable, and backfires the true self, that would be unfavorable.
With just a thought, Chu Feng transmitted the First Level of the Blood River Technique to the Demon Body for cultivation.
What he didn’t realize was that the Blood River Technique was the first demonic art of the Demon Clan.
This technique was created by the Ancestor of the Ming River Sect, who was assuredly an ancient giant troll.
The saying "the Blood Sea never dries, the Ming River never dies" refers to this demon.
Legend has it that near the Six Paths of Reincarnation, since the beginning of Hong ng, Hell Netherworld ca into being, within which lies the Netherworld Blood Sea. Within the Netherworld Blood Sea, a placenta was naturally conceived, later becoming the Ancestor of the Ming River Sect, possessing Great Divine Power, founding the Asura Clan.
The Ming River Ancestor had many formidable tools, with three main magical treasures: the Yuan Tu and Ah-Bi swords and a Twelve Grade Blood Lotus. Moreover, he crafted forty-eight million Blood God’s Sons incarnations; under his command were four Demon Kings and thousands of Asura Clan mbers, able to set up the Blood River Formation.
Additionally, he founded a sect in antiquity, with three objectives: to kill the heavens, kill the earth, and slay all living beings.
What does this an?
It’s about killing everything so that his Dao is achieved. This Ming River Sect Ancestor is definitely the top adversary of all living beings in the world.
As long as he lives one day, eventually all living beings in the world will be slaughtered by his hands.
If other strong individuals slaughter beings, they will surely be tainted with the karma of killing; the more beings they kill, the heavier the karma becos. Eventually, there’s no need for others to intervene, as the Heavenly Dao will send Divine Thunder down to directly strike them dead.
But the Ming River Sect Ancestor’s Yuan Tu and Ah-Bi swords possess a unique ability of killing without causal implications.
No matter how many people he kills, it won’t breed any killing karma, thus avoiding any consequences or retribution.
Precisely because of this fearlessness, it forged the Ming River Sect Ancestor’s unparalleled ominous reputation.
In ancient tis, with countless great beings, Golden Immortals flooded the skies.
However, even those cultivated to the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, Five Qi Chaoyuan within Taiyi Golden Immortal levels, traversing the Ming River territory, had to tuck in their tails and proceed cautiously, terrified of causing any noise that might arouse this killer god, the Ming River Sect Ancestor, to co out killing.
The Blood River Technique obtained by Chu Feng was precisely the unparalleled demon art passed down by the Ming River Sect Ancestor during the founding of the sect to his disciples.
Created by the Ming River Sect Ancestor himself, it can cultivate thousands of millions of Blood God’s Sons, equivalent to having billions of incarnations. Indeed, it’s extrely formidable.
Chu Feng’s Demon Body, having acquired the Blood River Technique, surely becos a major rival to the Ancient Horn Sore Demon with sincere cultivation.
Even if Chu Feng cannot reclaim the Demon Slaying Sword, he can still defeat the Ancient Horn Sore Demon.
"Each ti the Ancient Horn Sore Demon schematically impedes covertly, it has to pay dearly, antagonistically losing its assets. If it learns that I’ve acquired the Blood River Technique, it might cry in despair, beat its chest and groan, rend its intestines in remorse."
Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes.
He holds great expectations for the Demon Body.
"Mokeboer, did you gain anything?" Chu Feng asked with a smile.
"Ah, this ti, I’ve been truly damned unlucky; the piece of mory devoured was just ordinary, completely useless." Demon Eye Evil Spirit King sighed.
Such a good opportunity is hard to co by.
The Ancient Horn Sore Demon, having suffered twice, will certainly be more cautious. Next ti, it surely won’t dare to separate out a strand of Demon Soul to sabotage Chu Feng again.
Chu Feng picked up the Blood Ginseng, still a bit uneasy, and had the Demon Eye Evil Spirit King help check it over once more. Upon ensuring no issues, he dared to use it.
Without hesitating, he sealed the spell and began to nd the Sixth Soul for Chang’e.
Thinking about soon being able to awaken Chang’e, Chu Feng felt particularly happy and eagerly anticipated. He had so much he wished to say to Chang’e, and more so wanted one day, hand in hand with her, to step across thousands of mountains and waters, fulfilling the promise of yesteryears.
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