C1153 How Could He Not Come?
Don't come back!
Yu Zhu's heartfelt plea, sharp as a blade, pierced the gray-white crevice trapped within the Dragon Slash Platform, its essence slowly seeping into the power that held it.
She was certain that Yu Yuan, the master of the Dragon Slash Platform, would hear her.
"Don't come back!"
Another thought surged forth as Yu Yiyi pressed her fingertip to her forehead, transmitting it instantly.
A mysterious Demonic Mark emerged on Yu Yiyi's radiant forehead.
Leveraging the soul connection between the Evil Cauldron and Yu Yuan, she sent a vivid stream of images from the Origin Blood Continent directly to him.
In doing so, Yu Yuan would grasp the magnitude of forces arrayed around Grec since his resurrection.
Yu Yiyi feared that Yu Yuan, on his first foray into the Origin Blood Continent, had yet to grasp the gravity of the situation and the true peril he faced.
She needed to remind Yu Yuan that choosing to come at this moment was a grave mistake.
Tan Junshan, Chen Qinghuang, the Golden Elephant Ancient God, the Mighty Spirit King, and the elders of the Blood Devil Clan all fixed their intense gazes upon the crevice.
From it, they all detected the swift and distinct presence of Yu Yuan.
It was clear that the first human to step onto the Origin Blood Continent, fully aware of Grec's successful revival and the encirclement of formidable foes, was still charging in undeterred!
The Golden Elephant Ancient God was inwardly astonished, deeming Yu Yuan's actions tantamount to seeking death.
The Mighty Spirit King of the Devil Palace wore a grave expression, contemplating thoughts that differed from before.
Yu Yuan's bravery, not just his talent, far surpassed that of Mo Yan!
After all, Mo Yan, ignorant of the circumstances of this world and intimidated by Yu Yuan, had not dared to venture forth.
But Yu Yuan?
Fully aware of the dangers, knowing that death was more likely than survival upon entry, he was still rapidly closing in.
"You, who are bound to lose, are also bound to die," the Mighty Spirit King mused to himself.
"Hehe!"
Munch's sinister laughter rang out as he applauded and gestured to his people under the dark red heavens.
A cacophony of laughter, powerful enough to rend the sky and shatter the earth, erupted from every direction.
A hundred-meter-long snake, with green scales and triangular eyes, hissed sharply as it whipped its tail through the air, creating a downpour as sudden and fierce as a torrential rain.
Emerald raindrops with the corrosive power of sulfuric acid could dissolve the flesh of all living beings.
Members of the Blood Devil Clan with lesser bloodlines who ventured too close would find themselves enveloped in a blood-red mist, wailing in agony upon mere contact with the rain.
Yet, several Eighth Level Blood Devil Clan experts, with sinister chuckles, transformed their bodies into streaks of blood-colored lightning.
In a flash, they traversed the deadly raindrops and penetrated the massive serpent's body, eliciting its agonized screams.
The Blood Devil Clan members amassed, forming a formidable force that launched an offensive against the Great Demons of the Boundless Land and the denizens of the Devil Palace.
Across the heavens, blood shadows darted, weaving an intricate tapestry of secret blood techniques.
Demon Cultivators from the Devil Palace, clutching their weighty tomes, drew forth dazzling runes with their own blood, hunting down the assaulting blood shadows.
Great Demons, enraged, unleashed swarms of needle-like mosquitoes from within, striking down many Blood Devils.
Others, with bodies as hard as gold metal, effortlessly swatted away blood shadows, which burst apart upon impact.
The individual might of the Great Demons and the Devil Palace's Demon Cultivators, even on the Origin Blood Continent, surpassed that of the Blood Devil Clan members of equivalent rank.
The Yang God Demon Cultivators, ostensibly equal in strength to the Blood Devil Clan's Eighth Level, proved superior in actual combat, with their Magic Tools, seasoned battle tactics, and refined Devil Spells.
Great Demons, bound by the world's rules, found their Demon Blood flow hindered, yet remained brutally fierce. Once their Demon Bodies manifested, they unleashed their Demon Power fearlessly, often to the detriment of the Blood Devil Clan.
The Demon Palace and the Demon Palace stood as Quietus Continent's mightiest factions, with profound legacies. Each warrior they sent forth wielded divine weapons and was shielded by an array of wondrous artifacts.
In battle, the might of these arms and treasures inflicted grievous losses upon the Blood Devil Clan.
Nevertheless...
This was the Origin Blood Continent, the sacred birthplace of the Blood Devil Clan!
The members of the Blood Devil Clan, even when grievously wounded and torn asunder, could fully regenerate upon falling into any of the blood-red lakes or rivers. It wouldn't take long for them to reemerge, unscathed and ready for battle.
On the Origin Blood Continent, the warriors of the Blood Devil Clan could heal their injuries in a short time and return to the fray in peak condition, as long as their Devil Soul remained intact and their bodies weren't reduced to ash. This was possible thanks to the mystical properties of the blood-colored lakes and rivers.
Moreover, their numbers were overwhelming!
Consequently, no matter how formidable the experts from the Devil Palace and Demon Palace were, they would eventually be worn down by the relentless Blood Devil Clan.
Yu Yuan gripped the Dragon Slash Platform tightly, channeling the abilities of the Space-time Dragon within, coupled with the platform's own extraordinary powers. It was as if he was soaring through different dimensions.
The Dragon Slash Platform, originally a wondrous cocoon of the Void Spirit Succubus, already contained the mysteries of space and time. The blood of the Space-time Dragon, spilled upon the platform, along with the resting remains of the dragon, had further enhanced its temporal abilities.
Recently, the shattered shell of the purple-gold dragon egg had taken the Dragon Slash Platform's capabilities to new heights.
Yu Yuan, wielding the Dragon Slash Platform, used the secret Demonic Mark on the chest of the Gallow Demon Corpse to pinpoint the coordinates of the Origin Blood Continent. Assisted by the commonalities of the resurrection ritual, he crossed the void to arrive at his destination.
He felt as though he was traversing layers of space, each as tangible as the world itself.
Then, suddenly:
"Don't come back!"
"Don't return!"
The soulful pleas of Yu Yiyi and Yu Zhu reached him in succession.
Yu Yiyi's soulful message also conveyed scenes from the Origin Blood Continent. Yu Yuan saw Munch, numerous elders of the Blood Devil Clan, and countless clan members. He even witnessed the Demonic Cultivators of the Devil Palace and the Great Demons of the Demon Palace plummeting from the sky.
He observed Blood Devil Clan members infiltrating the bodies of the Great Demons, penetrating deep into the Demonic Cultivators' Devil Souls, oblivious to the concept of death, hellbent on annihilating all who dared to trespass on the Origin Blood Continent.
How could he stay away?
Yu Yuan murmured to himself, a wry smile on his lips, thinking, "You two are on the Origin Blood Continent, ready to face any peril, undaunted by the prospect of certain death."
Tan Junshan and even Chen Qinghuang were not his reasons for coming.
But with Yu Zhu and Yu Yiyi present, he had no choice but to come, fully aware that it might cost him his life!
Whoosh!
As Yu Yuan stepped out from the groove on the Dragon Slash Platform, he entered the Origin Blood Continent for the second time!
Crack!
The moment he arrived, the stone beneath his feet fractured, revealing large cracks. The spatial veins hidden within seemed to have been abruptly severed by some force.
Deep within the stone, a bloody radiance emerged, and crimson lightning streaked out like icy arrows.
Forte, slight in stature with long red hair, stood with his locks billowing above him.
Then, his red hair strands vanished one by one, transforming into bolts of crimson lightning that shattered the stones beneath the feet of Yu Yuan and the others.
The array buried within was left in ruins, beyond repair.
Yu Yuan realized instantly that his entrance had been allowed by the Blood Devil Clan.
Now that he had arrived, there was no chance of returning by the same means.
"Grec, his name is Yu Yuan, and like you, he's lived two lives. In his first life, he was known as Medicine God Hong Qi," Forte said, his face stern as he provided a detailed introduction. "Take a good look at him. In the vast expanse of the Fallen Moon Forbidden Area, he once thwarted your plans. Moreover, inside him is a Life Altar akin to yours, seemingly formed from the Giant Beast Amber of the Chaos Roc."
"You once commanded a galaxy-wide search for him. I suspect the Life Altar within him will be of great assistance to you."
"So, now that he's here, let's close the net and not wait for any more intruders."
Forte, the Blood Devil Clan elder, ascended inch by inch into the sky, drawing closer to Grec.
"How wonderful."
Grec, still youthful, beamed with a radiant smile and warm eyes that deeply gazed at Yu Yuan's chest. "It's rightfully mine. It shouldn't be too much to ask for it back, should it?"
Yu Yuan's face showed a slight shift in expression.
The scarlet Life Altar within him continued its transformation towards the Yang God form.
As his Heavenly Soul delved into the altar's mysteries, he suddenly felt the Life Altar being tugged by another force...
