C15 Nameless Hatred and Bloodthirsty Heaven Pearl

"Heaven Tyrant Dragon Skill, Raging Dragon Palm, it is indeed powerful. The heart technique taught by my master is indeed much more powerful than the martial art passed down in my family."

Duanmu Kuang said in a daze. He had seen his grandfather use a martial skill before. But the attack power was much weaker than his. Moreover, his grandfather was a middle Xiantian realm martial artist. But he had just collapsed into the Xiantian realm, and his realm had yet to stabilize.

Above the Xiantian realm, every level of martial artists was divided into four levels. They were elementary, intermediate, advanced, and Great Perfection. Duanmu Kuang estimated that although he was currently at the early Xiantian realm, in terms of attack power... He should be able to match the high level of the Xiantian realm, or even the Great Perfection of Innate Stage.

And why was he able to unleash an attack that was far stronger than a martial artist of the same level? Apart from the fact that his Yuan Qi was far denser and denser than that of other ordinary martial artists, this was also the reason why he was able to do so. Duanmu Kuang was very clear in his heart that mental cultivation method and martial skills were also an important key. If he used the cultivation method passed down by his family, he absolutely would not be able to achieve such an attack effect.

It was only at this moment that he truly felt the importance of heart sutras and martial skills to a martial artist.

"Master said before that the Heaven Tyrant Dragon Skill is only a body refining heart technique. That night, he... that... God... At night..."

When he thought of that night, Duanmu Kuang's voice suddenly stopped. Countless scenes were replayed in front of his eyes. Broken limbs were flying everywhere, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

"Duanmu Kuang held his head with both hands and covered his ears tightly. It was as if the sharp roar, begging for mercy, and that heart-wrenching scream rang in his ears again.

The people of the Human Clan were crying, hiding, and fleeing. In the end, they all fell to the ground in the courtyard that was covered in blood.

The people he knew were falling one after another. After that was his grandfather, father, and mother. In the end, a fiery light lit up half of the sky, piercing his eyes until they turned red. The villains who had their faces covered turned into demons who bared their fangs. They were tearing his soul apart.

This was a dream, a dream that reminded him of this deep-seated hatred at all times. Duanmu Kuang knew that if he didn't take revenge for this blood feud, this would be a nightmare that would always linger in his heart, a nightmare that he would never wake up from.

At this moment, Duanmu Kuang covered his head with both hands and half-knelt on the ground. His eyes had long become scarlet red. This blood feud was like a mountain pressing down on his body, suppressing him until he couldn't catch his breath.

"I don't want to be like this. I don't want to be tortured like this anymore. I don't want my fate to be manipulated by others. I still have the cultivation technique that my master taught me. I will definitely become a peerless expert. I want to rule this world."

"Villains, just you wait. One day, I will tear all of you into pieces one by one. Duanmu Kuang was hysterical. His expression was agitated, and the Yuan Qi in his body was trembling. He threw his head back and roared furiously. Two streams of blood flowed down his cheeks. It was as if two cuts had been made on his face with a knife, making him look even more ferocious.

The blood red tears were like beads with broken strings. They fell on Duanmu Kuang's chest, dripping down. Soon, the cloth on his chest was soaked, and the blood dripped onto the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead in his arms.

The Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead slowly swallowed the blood tears and emitted a bright bloody light. It seemed as if it wanted to penetrate through the cloth and illuminate the boundless land. Finally, it turned into a bloody light. As the Yuan Qi on Duanmu Kuang's body rose and fell, it entered his body.

However, Duanmu Kuang was currently in a state of madness. How could he discover this? His eyes were scarlet red and blood flowed out from his eyes. They were filled with a terrifying ominous light that was like that of a savage beast. He roared towards the sky and circled around the boundless mountain range. It was as if the wings of an ancient descendant were flapping as it flew, as if it wanted to tear apart this world.

The Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead entered Duanmu Kuang's body and scuttled into his Dantian's sea of vital energy. It emitted a faint crimson halo that illuminated the entire sea of vital energy.

Under the illumination of this red halo, the fresh and pale Qi Sea seemed to be covered in a sunset glow. The color slowly changed from white to yellow, and finally turned into a crimson color.

If Duanmu Kuang looked into his body now, he would find that his Qi Sea was like a blood cloud. It was floating and surging in his Dantian. The Qi Whirlpool in his Qi Sea spun like a spinning top, emitting a shocking suction force that locked onto the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead. The Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead, on the other hand, emitted a brilliant light, resisting the suction force.

The vortex spun bigger and bigger, and the suction force became stronger and stronger. The Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead did not want to be outdone. It glowed with an even more dazzling light as it resisted the suction force of the vortex. However, as the vortex spun, the entire Qi Sea turned into a huge vortex. The Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead was finally unable to resist the suction force of the vortex. It was being pulled bit by bit. It fell into the innermost part of the vortex.

After a while, the vortex finally stopped spinning, and gradually returned to its original appearance. The sea of vital energy was crimson, like a blood cloud. In the middle of the blood cloud, there was a slowly rotating vortex.

The Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead was inside the Qi Whirlpool, and it was emitting a gentle blood-red light. As the Qi Whirlpool rotated, the gentle blood-red light slowly spread out. First, it filled the entire Dantian, then it spread to Duanmu Kuang's entire body.

Duanmu Kuang suddenly shivered. In his daze, he felt a cool breeze rising from his Dantian and spreading throughout his body. His entire body was cool, and this feeling was very comfortable. Even his head didn't seem to hurt that much anymore.

After being washed by this cool breeze, Duanmu Kuang gradually calmed down. He no longer roared, and his eyes were no longer red. They slowly returned to normal.

"What's wrong with me? What just happened?" Once Duanmu Kuang regained his senses, he immediately broke out in cold sweat. What happened just now was really too strange, and he couldn't believe it.

When he thought about what happened that night, a monstrous hatred involuntarily emerged in his heart. This hatred was too strong, so strong that Ling Zhi's will was above his. This hatred blinded his eyes and numbed his mind. It made him involuntarily replay the scene from that night that he could not bear to look back at.

This hatred was too terrifying. It was so terrifying that it made him wonder if this hatred was actually his. This hatred made his eyes turn red. It made the world he could see turn blood red. He saw broken limbs flying everywhere, corpses piled up like a mountain. His blood flowed like a river, making him feel as if he had fallen into an Asura hell.

This hatred caused his blood to boil. This hatred resonated with the blood in his body, making him want to tear apart the heavens and destroy the earth.

"This is too terrifying." Now that he thought about it, even Duanmu Kuang felt a lingering fear. He vaguely felt that this matter wasn't that simple, as he didn't know what was wrong with his body.

Then he thought about it again and said, "Just now, when I was in a daze, I felt a chill in my dantian straight to my head. Only then did I wake up."

Duanmu Kuang could not figure it out. He looked into his dantian, but very quickly, he fell into an even greater daze. There was even a trace of panic in his voice as he muttered to himself.

"What exactly is going on? Why did the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead run into his dantian's Qi Sea? Also, why did my Qi Sea turn red? Isn't the Qi Sea light white? How can it change color on its own? Who can tell me what exactly is going on?" Duanmu Kuang said to himself in the end, and then he let out a furious roar.

All of this happened in a puzzling and strange manner. Duanmu Kuang paced back and forth, and became restless and uneasy. Just now, he thought that there was something wrong with his body, but after checking it over and over again, he did not find anything wrong with it.

"Sigh, if you don't understand, then don't. If you can't figure it out, then let's not think about it first." Duanmu Kuang was so dizzy that he could not think of a clue. He could only helplessly sit on the ground.