C1507 Two Inner Demons

"Wake up!"

Yu Yuan's Soul Sound Talisman burst forth in Ann Ziqing's consciousness with the force of thunder.

The notes, imbued with a strand of his thoughts, resonated within the Demoness's mind, echoing the imagery of a Demon Blade Blood Prison.

Ann Ziqing's Yin God coalesced into a massive blood-colored vortex, while her Yang God projection transformed into a peculiar blood-colored river.

This river evoked a vague sense of déjà vu in Yu Yuan.

Ann Ziqing's primary soul blended with the dark red firmament, filling the void, its magic yet to reveal itself.

Within her Consciousness Little World, Yu Yuan's thoughts clearly perceived numerous vibrant ripples.

These iridescent waves gently infiltrated the dark red canopy of her main soul, encircling her blood-colored Yin God, and creeping towards the enigmatic blood river.

Emotions of possession and destruction, intense and tumultuous, permeated her soul's consciousness, escalating wildly with each passing moment.

Her lucidity and the spectrum of her emotions were slowly being submerged.

She was spiraling into madness!

At this realization, Yu Yuan's presence within her soul's consciousness was obliterated by her overwhelming emotions of possession and destruction.

Thud!

Back in the tangible world, Ann Ziqing's hand, previously resting on his chest, clenched into a fist and, driven by the destructive emotions within her, struck him with considerable force.

Yu Yuan grunted, swiftly extricating himself from Ann Ziqing's grasp.

Peering through the Dragon Slash Platform's vista, he observed the Fallen Star Eyes serenely anchored above the thick miasma clouds, with Lau Ying immersed in her cultivation.

Moonlight cascaded like liquid silver, stars twinkling resplendently.

Lau Ying and her artifact basked in the celestial glow, drawing upon the starlight to refine her Yang God, the artifact simultaneously amassing stellar energy.

Their celestial position was strategic, as the vapors and iridescent gleams of the Iridescent Cloud Miasma Sea could obscure portions of the starlight.

With a shift in thought, the long-absent Ghost Poisoning Array reemerged, encasing several huts and the modest expanse of the swamp.

Swiftly, Yu Yuan departed from Ann Ziqing's hut, stepping into a more open space. He gazed upon the purple-clad woman, now engulfed by an inexplicable surge of possessiveness and destruction.

"Strange..."

He murmured to himself, eyes narrowed, as he scrutinized her intently.

To Yu Yuan's astonishment, the blood within the seven purple crystal pools in Ann Ziqing's dantian began to boil suddenly! Within her Yang God form, numerous slender Bloodline Crystal Chains had formed, each etched with the profound truths of life. Yu Yuan could sense an ancient, enduring will that seemed to regard all beings with indifference, a will so alien and enigmatic that it was almost unbearable to confront directly. It was as if every sentient creature in the vast cosmos should bow before it, acknowledging their own insignificance.

The origin of the Yang Meridian!

Yu Yuan's face was etched with utmost gravity. He had never imagined that the Yang Meridian's source, contemporaneous with the Yin Meridian's ruler, would bestow such wondrous powers upon Ann Ziqing! When had it, the creator of the Blood Devil Clan and the Great Demon God Grec, started to show concern for Ann Ziqing? Was it because of him?

He vividly recalled the time when Ann Ziqing was critically wounded by Cao Yi, teetering on the brink of death. It was he who had used the transformative powers of the Life Altar, along with his own "Source Blood," to help her survive. His Life Altar, derived from the blood of the Chaos Roc, later incorporated a shard of Grec's blood crystal. He surmised that even the Giant Beast Amber from the Chaos Roc contained traces of the Yang Meridian's life essence. Grec's involvement was unquestionable.

In aiding Ann Ziqing's recovery, he had inadvertently left his "Source Blood" within her, imparting the miraculous intricacies of life. It was through this life imprint within the "Source Blood" that the Yang Meridian's source had located her...

Moreover, the entire repertoire of secret arts and Spiritual Spells practiced by the Blood God Cult originated from the Blood Devil Clan. The Yang Meridian's source was, in fact, their ultimate origin! Her soul, the circulation of blood within her, the Yang God she had crafted, and the myriad mysteries she had deciphered all traced back to the Yang Meridian's source beneath the Origin Blood Continent.

Because she retained the "Source Blood" and the essence of life within her, the Yang Meridian's source had sensed her presence. It had intricately woven a network of mystical Bloodline Crystal Chains within Ann Ziqing's Yang God, inscribing the subtleties of blood. But to what end?

Could Ann Ziqing's presence become akin to the Great Demon God Grieg, serving as its eyes?

Might she become an extension of its will?

As Youyu embodies the source of the Yin Meridian and Grieg represents it, has Ann Ziqing become yet another favored by its grace?

Another choice beyond Grieg?

Or is this stemming from Yu Yuan?

Yu Yuan's gaze flickered with realization.

He suddenly understood that due to the Life Altar, the blood-colored crystal, and his cleansing by the Yin Sunflower Essence, his primary soul was exceptionally unique. As the Chaos Roc had indicated, once his Yang God materialized, it wiped away all unrelated imprints, thwarting the Chaos Roc's calculations.

Perhaps he was the original choice for the source of the Yang Meridian.

But the instant his Yang God came into being, it shattered the joint scheme of it and the Chaos Roc, reducing their plans to mere illusions.

Left with no alternative, it reluctantly settled for the next best thing and turned to Ann Ziqing.

Tap! Tap!

Ann Ziqing stepped out of the thatched hut, her mind's destructive impulse now overshadowed by an intense, all-consuming possessiveness.

The tall, scheming priestess of the Blood God Cult lunged at him like a streak of crimson lightning.

Before Yu Yuan could react, she enveloped him like an octopus, frantically tearing at his clothes.

Yu Yuan was bewildered.

Upon reflection, he realized that at some point, Ann Ziqing had sown two Demonic Seeds within his heart lake—seeds of possession and destruction, the kind of sinister thoughts that would compel her to obliterate what she could not possess.

These nefarious thoughts, once deeply buried, had never surfaced until now.

Her favor from the Yang Meridian, which nurtured her across boundless space, had imprinted her extraordinary Yang God with intricate Bloodline Crystal Chains.

Throughout this process, she was required to constantly harvest the essence of various races. Thus, the blood she had intended to bestow upon him was instead infused into seven amethyst blood pools.

After forming her Yang God, she had not had the chance to purge the dross or cleanse the impurities from the seven blood pools or the Yang God itself.

In her haste, Ann Ziqing had once again refined the blood of numerous formidable foreign races, inadvertently strengthening her Demonic Seed as well.

The burgeoning Demonic Seed pushed her to the brink of losing control, with the ever-present risk of succumbing to madness.

Subsequently, she arrived at the Iridescent Cloud Miasma Sea.

The Earth Demon Clan had deliberately lured Zhong Chichen to this place, knowing that its environment could easily stir up the Demonic Seed within a person and amplify the negative emotions in their heart.

With Qiyan's return, the ancient Earth Demons, lurking in the depths of the Foul World, had also unleashed a more potent Evil Energy from the Colorful Lake.

In this perilous time, Ann Ziqing insisted on refining her Yang God.

A combination of factors led to her complete loss of control. The two Demonic Seeds within her heart lake swelled boundlessly, overwhelming her sanity.

"Women are truly beyond reason!"

Yu Yuan was plagued by an incessant headache.

He couldn't fathom when Ann Ziqing had sown the two Demonic Seeds within herself.

And then there was Qiyan...

The Iridescent Cloud Miasma Sea, with its pervasive foulness, easily triggered and magnified the darker aspects of the human psyche, providing fertile ground for malice and corruption to flourish.

Qiyan, who emerged from this very place, paradoxically possessed the ability to eradicate these heart demons.

In the past, Qiyan was confined for a long time. The Thunder Sect's masters had used a lightning array to exploit his unique ability.

They needed him to assist the upper sect of the Heavenly Source Continent and the Devil Palace's practitioners in eradicating their heart demons.

Qiyan's intervention meant the obliteration of heart demons, and with each act, he grew stronger.

Thus, they had to restrain him with the lightning array, constantly suppressing him to diminish his power.

Those who relied on Qiyan's power instead of their own to conquer their heart demons would find their potential for breakthroughs severed.

They wouldn't die, but they'd also never progress further.

Nie Qingtian had once believed that those dependent on Qiyan to wear away their heart demons were undeservedly blessed with great fortune and lacked the courage to battle foreign races beyond the heavens, which is why he had taken Qiyan into confinement.

Now, Qiyan was precisely in the Iridescent Cloud Miasma Sea.

Yu Yuan pushed Ann Ziqing away once more. Observing her expression, seething with rage, a murderous glint rekindled in his eyes. He found himself earnestly contemplating whether to summon Qiyan to his side.

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