Chapter 615
In her sea of consciousness, the remnant soul of the Soul Devouring Demon grinned, "Who do you think saved you three hundred years ago? It was 'Him'! The Golden Lotus Seal is 'Him's' mark, and you are just a vessel chosen by 'Him'!"
Nangong Wan's consciousness began to blur, and more fragments of memory emerged before his eyes——
On the burning altar, the young girl was bound by chains. The shadow on the high seat raised his hand, and a golden light hit her forehead: "The Heavenly Fire Spirit Body is just right to carry a strand of my soul."
It turns out that the so-called “lifesaver” is “Him”!
"Get out!" Nangong Wan suddenly opened his eyes, and golden flames burst out, forcing the remaining soul of the Soul-Devouring Demon out of his body!
At the same time, an earth-shaking roar came from the depths of the abyss, and the entire Netherworld was shaking!
When the two finally reached the bottom of the abyss, the scene before them made Fu Shaoping gasp.
A huge bronze altar stood in the center, with countless chains wrapped around it, and at the end of the chains was a huge skeleton. The skeleton was pitch black, with two horns on its head, and even though it had been dead for many years, it still exuded a suffocating pressure.
"This is..." Fu Shaoping tightly grasped the Qinglong Sword, "The remains of an ancient demon dragon?"
Nangong Wan's golden lotus mark flashed wildly. She stared at the runes on the altar and said in a cold voice: "It's not a demon dragon, it's 'him''s true body - the creator of the Nether Abyss, the ancient evil god 'Nether Prison'!"
The remaining soul of the Soul Devouring Demon floated towards the altar and merged into the skeleton. The next moment, two balls of dark green flames ignited in the skeleton's eye sockets, and the chains "clanged", showing signs of awakening!
"It's been three hundred years." A hoarse voice came from the skeleton, "The Skyfire Spirit has finally matured."
Nangong Wan sneered: "Want to be reborn in my body? Dream on!"
She formed seals with her hands, and the golden flames turned into a raging sea of fire, sweeping towards the altar!
Fu Shaoping attacked at the same time, the Qinglong Sword mobilized the power of the four symbols, the sword light was like a rainbow, and it directly cut through the skeleton's skull!
"boom--!"
The blast overturned the entire altar. In the smoke and dust, Nangong Wan suddenly groaned, and the Golden Lotus Seal began to uncontrollably drain her spiritual power!
“Hahahaha,” the laughter of the skeleton echoed in the abyss, “The Golden Lotus Seal was originally formed by my soul. What can you use to resist?”
Nangong Wan half-knelt on the ground, the light of the golden lotus pattern became brighter and brighter, but her spiritual power was rapidly dissipating.
Fu Shaoping swung his sword at the skeleton, but was suddenly knocked away by the chains! He crashed into the rock wall, coughed up blood, and watched Nangong Wan being dragged towards the altar bit by bit by the power of the Golden Lotus Seal.
“Nangong!”
Nangong Wan raised her head, with golden light and black energy intertwined in her eyes. She suddenly smiled: "Fu Shaoping, do you remember what I said?"
Fu Shaoping was stunned.
"Heavenly fire." She stood up slowly, and golden flames surged around her body. "It can burn the soul!"
Before she finished her words, she suddenly raised her hand, and the golden flame turned into a sharp blade, piercing directly into her forehead!
"Are you crazy?!" The skeleton roared in fear, "You will also lose your soul in this way!"
Nangong Wan turned a deaf ear to it, and the golden flame burned into his sea of consciousness along the pattern, burning "his" soul bit by bit!
The severe pain made her eyes go black, but her voice was still clear: "You failed three hundred years ago, so don't even think about it now!"
Fu Shaoping's eyes were about to burst. The Azure Dragon Sword sensed his emotions, and all the runes on the sword lit up! He leaped up, the sword light was like a dragon, and he slashed at the skeleton with the power of the four symbols!
“No——!” The skeleton let out a last unwilling roar, and collapsed in the sword light and sky fire!
The Nether Abyss returned to dead silence.
Nangong Wan fell on the ruins of the altar, the golden lotus mark had disappeared, leaving only a faint scar between her eyebrows. Fu Shaoping picked her up and found that although her breath was weak, her spiritual power was slowly recovering.
"Is it worth it?" he asked in a low voice.
Nangong Wan opened her eyes, the golden light in her eyes was as pure as before: "Of course." She paused, "and I seem to remember more things."
Fu Shaoping raised his eyebrows: "For example?"
"For example." She raised her lips, "Back then at the altar, besides 'Him', there was another person who came to the rescue."
Fu Shaoping was stunned.
Nangong Wan looked at the Azure Dragon Sword in his hand: "The Four Symbols Artifact was originally forged to suppress the 'Nether Prison'. And you," her eyes were deep, "are you the descendant of the Four Symbols Guardian?"
In the distance, a ray of morning light penetrated the black fog at the bottom of the abyss and shone on the two of them.
Fu Shaoping smiled: "It seems that our fate is deeper than I thought."
After the battle at Nether Abyss, although Nangong Wan's golden lotus seal had dissipated, the power of the skyfire in his body became more and more pure. Fu Shaoping's Azure Dragon Sword also became more sharp due to the resonance of the power of the four symbols.
"Where to go next?" Fu Shaoping sheathed his sword and looked at the mountains in the distance.
Nangong Wan's fingertips ignited a golden flame, and the flame was no longer entangled with black air: "Since the Soul Devouring Demon has been eliminated and the clues to the Heavenly Soul Fruit have been cut off, why not go around." She paused, "Besides, I am very interested in the Four Symbols Guardians."
Fu Shaoping chuckled: "That's exactly what I meant."
The two left the Nether Abyss and headed eastward, entering the secular world.
Three days later, Qingyang City.
The city was bustling with people and vendors' cries could be heard everywhere. Nangong Wan was dressed in red, with a scar between her eyebrows covered by her hair, and she looked like an ordinary woman in the martial arts world. Fu Shaoping carried a long sword on his back, and his temperament was cold, attracting many passers-by's attention.
“Have you heard? There’s a ghost in the city recently!” Several people were whispering beside the tea stall.
"Isn't it? All the Li family members in the south of the city died overnight. Their bodies were shrunken as if they had been drained of blood!"
Nangong Wan and Fu Shaoping looked at each other.
"It doesn't look like an ordinary evil spirit." Fu Shaoping whispered.
Nangong Wan's fingertips flashed with golden flames: "Go and take a look."
At night, Li Mansion in the south of the city.
The wind was blowing coldly, and the house was in a dead silence. Fu Shaoping raised his sword lightly, pushed open the door of the main house, and a foul smell hit him in the face.
There were several mummies lying on the ground, their skin was grayish white, and their eye sockets were sunken, as if all the blood and flesh had been sucked out.
"It wasn't a ghost." Nangong Wan squatted down and brushed his fingertips across the two tiny holes on the neck of the corpse. "It was a blood cultivator."
Fu Shaoping frowned: "The blood cultivation lineage was wiped out a hundred years ago, how could it reappear in the martial arts world?"
Suddenly, a bloody shadow flashed outside the window!
"Chase!"
The two of them leaped out, and saw a bloody figure flying across the rooftops at an astonishing speed. The golden flame in Nangong Wan's palm turned into a long whip, and he whipped the bloody figure in mid-air!
"Snapped!"
The blood shadow was hit by the whip tip, and let out a sharp scream, then exploded into a ball of blood mist in mid-air!
"Clone?" Fu Shaoping frowned.
A sinister laugh came from the blood mist: "Four Elephant Guardians. Skyfire Spirit. Hehe, I didn't expect to encounter such a good tonic right after waking up."
Nangong Wan sneered: "Playing tricks!"
She formed seals with both hands, and golden flames shot up into the sky, burning the blood mist completely! However, the laughter still echoed in the night sky——
“We’ll see you soon.”
The next day, at the inn.
Fu Shaoping spread the information he had found out on the table: "Seven families have been killed in Qingyang City in the past half month, and the dead were all sucked dry of their blood. The government can't find any clues, and the people are saying that it was a ghost who took their lives."
Nangong Wan tapped the table with his fingertips: "The blood cultivator has reappeared, and he must have a purpose."
"What's more troublesome is that," Fu Shaoping said in a deep voice, "I found a clue - thirty years ago, an elder of the Blood Demon Sect escaped the encirclement and was said to be lurking in the Qingyang Mountain area."
Nangong Wan raised his eyebrows: "Blood Demon Sect?"
"It's an evil sect that practices blood sacrifice," Fu Shaoping explained. "It was wiped out by the righteous sect, but there are still remnants roaming around."
She stood up, her golden eyes narrowed slightly: "Then let's go to Qingyang Mountain to meet this 'elder'."
Deep in the Qingyang Mountain, fog filled the air. Following the smell of blood, the two found a hidden cave. There were strange runes carved on the entrance of the cave, and fresh animal bones were scattered on the ground, which showed that someone had been active there recently.
"Be careful." Fu Shaoping drew his Qinglong sword from its sheath. The sword light was like the moon, illuminating the dark cave.
After walking a hundred steps, the view suddenly opened up.
A blood pool came into view, bubbles bubbling in the pool, and a fishy smell filled the nose. Sitting cross-legged beside the pool was a skinny old man, with blood mist swirling around him, greedily sucking a ball of blood in his hand.
"It's you." Fu Shaoping said coldly, "The remnant of the Blood Demon Sect, the old man Xuejiu."
The old man raised his head slowly, his eyes gleaming with blood. "The Four Symbols Guardians? Ha. I didn't expect that after thirty years of seclusion, I would meet an old friend just after coming out of the world!"
Nangong Wan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and swept out with the golden flame whip: "You deserve to die for killing innocent people!"
The old man Xuejiu laughed strangely, and the blood pool suddenly boiled. Countless bloody hands stretched out from it and grabbed the two of them!
Fu Shaoping's sword was as sharp as lightning, cutting off the bloody hand that attacked him, but the blood pool was endless and could not be cut off. Nangong Wan's golden flame burned the sky, evaporating the blood mist, but the old man Xuejiu was like a ghost, always avoiding the fatal blow at the critical moment.
"It's useless!" The old man Xuejiu laughed wildly, "As long as the blood pool is not dry, I will not die!"
Nangong Wan suddenly put away the whip, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Really?"
She clasped her hands together suddenly, and the scar between her eyebrows suddenly lit up with golden light!
"Heavenly fire - burn the world!"
Blazing golden flames erupted from her body, sweeping across the entire cave like a tide! The blood pool instantly boiled and evaporated, and the old man Xuejiu was horrified to find that his blood mist was ignited by the golden flames!
"No! Can this flame burn the blood evil?!"
Fu Shaoping seized the opportunity, and with the power of the Four Symbols, he pierced the old man Xuejiu's heart with the Qinglong Sword!
"Four Symbols to suppress evil, slay!"
"ah--!"
Old Man Xuejiu screamed miserably, his body shattered into pieces by the golden flames and sword energy, and finally turned into ashes!
Silence returned to the cave, leaving only traces of the dried blood pool.
Fu Shaoping put away his sword and looked at Nangong Wan: "Your Skyfire seems to be stronger."
Nangong Wan touched the scar between her eyebrows and said, "After the battle in the Nether Abyss, the Heavenly Fire and my spiritual power were completely integrated." She paused, "However, before Elder Xuejiu died, I searched his soul."
Fu Shaoping raised his eyebrows: "What did you find?"
"He is not the only remnant of the Blood Demon Sect." Nangong Wan's eyes were slightly cold, "They seem to be looking for some kind of ancient blood sacrifice method, and the key lies in a magic weapon called 'Blood God Pearl'."
Fu Shaoping pondered: "It is said that the Blood God Pearl is the treasure of the Blood Demon Sect, which can devour the essence and blood of living beings and feed itself."
Nangong Wan nodded: "What's more troublesome is that the last time the Blood God Pearl appeared was in
"The coast of the East China Sea." Fu Shaoping continued, frowning, "Penglai Fairy Island."
The two looked at each other, turned around and walked out of the cave tacitly.
"It seems that our next stop is the East China Sea."
After the incident in Qingyang City was settled, the two men headed eastward and arrived at the coast of the East China Sea half a month later.
The sea breeze is salty and humid, the waves are crashing against the shore, and in the distance where the sea and the sky meet, you can vaguely see an island shrouded in fairy mist - Penglai.
"Penglai Island is said to be the place where ancient monks ascended to heaven." Fu Shaoping looked into the distance, "Now it is controlled by the three major immortal sects in the East China Sea, and it is difficult for outsiders to enter."
Nangong Wan's fingertips were covered with golden flames, reflecting her narrowed eyes: "If the Blood God Pearl is really here, it will surely cause a bloody storm."
As he was speaking, there was a commotion at the dock.
"Get out of the way! Xuanming Sect is doing business, outsiders, please stay away!"
A group of monks in blue and white Taoist robes drove the fishermen away. The leader held a jade sign and shouted in a cold voice: "From now on, no fishermen are allowed to enter the 100-mile waters of the East China Sea. Those who violate the rules will be beheaded!"
Fu Shaoping whispered: "Xuanming Sect, one of the three major sects in Penglai, is good at water magic."
Nangong Wan snorted: "What a great prestige."
At night, a spiritual boat of the Xuanming Sect quietly left the shore and headed towards Penglai.
On the boat, two monks talked in low voices.
"After hearing that the Blood God Pearl had appeared, the sect leader summoned the elders to discuss the matter overnight."
"Hush! Be careful what you say! If this gets out, the East China Sea will be in chaos!"
In the dark, Nangong Wan and Fu Shaoping looked at each other, and then sneaked into the spirit boat like ghosts.
The spirit boat arrived at Penglai and stopped on a suspended fairy island.
The two concealed their auras and followed the monk into a glazed hall. Inside the hall, the leader of Xuanming Sect, an old man with white hair and blue robe, was confronting two other imposing monks.
"Yuxuzi, do you want to take the Blood God Pearl for yourself?" A red-robed man stood up and slammed the table, with flames all around him. "Have you asked my Chixiao Sect?"
Another woman in a green dress sneered: "The Blood God Pearl is an evil thing. We in Qingxia Valley advocate sealing it!"
Xuanming Sect Master Yuxuzi said calmly: "The Blood God Pearl appeared in our sect's sea area, so it is natural for our sect to deal with it."
Nangong Wan transmitted the message in secret: "The internal strife among the three major sects has saved us from a lot of trouble."
Fu Shaoping frowned: "It's just a coincidence that something is wrong."
Sure enough, Yuxuzi suddenly changed the subject: "However, since the two of you insist on participating, why don't we join forces to open the 'Blood God Altar' and explore the mysteries of the pearl together?"
The red-robed man and the green-skirted woman were startled, and then greed flashed in their eyes.
Nangong Wan's pupils shrank slightly: "Blood God Altar? Are they crazy?!"
Fu Shaoping's face suddenly changed: "Go! This is a trap!"
But it was too late -
Yuxuzi suddenly crushed the jade pendant in his hand, and blood-colored array patterns appeared on the ground of the entire hall!
"Since you are here, why hide?" Yuxuzi turned his head and looked directly at the place where the two were hiding. "Four Symbols Guardians, the Skyfire Spirit is really an unexpected gain."
The formation was activated, and Nangong Wan and Fu Shaoping were forced to reveal their true forms.
The red-robed man was furious: "Yuxuzi! How dare you plot against us?!"
Yuxuzi smiled and said, "The Blood God Pearl requires powerful blood essence to activate it. The three of you are just right as sacrifices."
The woman in green dress tried to break the formation, but found that her spiritual power was imprisoned: "This is... the ancient blood demon formation?!"
Nangong Wan's golden flame burst out, but it was like a drop in the ocean: "The formation is consuming spiritual energy!"
Fu Shaoping angrily slashed the center of the formation with his Qinglong sword, but was hit back and vomited blood: "No. We need to break the core of the formation!"
Yuxuzi laughed wildly: "It's useless! This formation is a secret of the Blood Demon Sect. Today-"
Before he could finish his words, a beam of blood suddenly shot in from outside the hall and pierced his chest!
"puff!"
Yuxuzi looked down in disbelief, staring at the bloody hole on his chest: "Who..."
In the shadows, a figure wearing a blood-red cloak slowly walked out: "Thank you, Sect Master, for collecting the sacrifices for me."
The cloak was lifted, revealing a pale and eerie face - it was the current leader of the Blood Demon Sect, Xue Wuya!
(End of this chapter)