C22 Blood of creation

The sun was rising, the morning mist was rising, the birds were chirping and the air was refreshing.

The door to the dilapidated courtyard was pushed open, and Xia Yang walked out with a travel bag on his back. His eyes looked very dejected, as if he was extremely unwilling and afraid.

A figure laughed coldly in the dark, without a trace of sympathy, because Xia Yunxiao's words were unquestionable. He wanted Xia Yang to walk all the way to the Li Dynasty, and Xia Yang had to do it, otherwise, he would be treated as a traitor and his Xia Mansion.

During the entire day, Xia Yang rode on the carriage and rushed over to Cloud City, arriving near them. At this moment, he was already drenched in sweat and his clothes were all soaked, all these things were for the people hiding in the darkness to see.

"Yi, there's a spring there!" Xia Yang was pleasantly surprised, and quickly ran towards the spring. The person in the dark frowned, and was a little afraid.

This was the Hundred Beast Mountain, a hundred beasts ran rampant. Although one Demonic Beast and ten Demonic Beast could resist, if the hundred beasts moved together, he did not have the confidence to retreat safely.

However, the person still followed him in, cursing Xia Yang a hundred times in his heart. What a fool, daring to go anywhere?

But the man thought about it and felt relieved. When had Xia Yang ever walked out from the five kilometer area around the Xia Mansion? How would they know about Hundred Beast Mountain?

"Ah …" The person in the darkness recovered from his shock and hid himself quickly. When he saw the scene in front of him, he could not help but be stunned, there was actually a gigantic Green Python in front of him. It opened its mouth and was about to swallow Xia Yang.

"Don't. Help! "

"Hey, you can go back and report now!" The person in the dark thought coldly. He didn't have the will to save her at all. He could only watch as the huge mouth fell.

"Ah …" Someone save me! " Xia Yang yelled out with a face of shock, his legs had long ago gone limp from the fright.

"Go on, scream until your throat is sore, no one is coming to save you, today, you are my Blood Food!" Without question, after that huge mouth was swallowed, Xia Yang entered the Green Python's mouth and disappeared …

The person in the dark laughed sinisterly, but he was still worried. After waiting for a while longer, he turned around and left, he was sure that Xia Yang had been devoured by the python as food.

After a moment...

After confirming that the person had left, the Green Python began to roll on the ground and shouted: "Boss, quickly come out! It hurts so much, you're made of stone!"

No wonder it was crying for pain. In that moment, its body should be digesting the food, but how could it digest Xia Yang? Thus, the undigestible consequence was that his stomach was in great pain.

"Hehe, Little Green, you've accomplished a great deed. If there are any benefits, I'll give you one in the future!" Xia Yang patted the Green Python's huge head and said.

"Don't. "Just don't squeeze me!" The Green Python hurriedly refused. It would never take Xia Yang's so-called benefits even if it was beaten to death.

"Look at you. Boss thinks highly of you, but you … So sad! "

This scene was exactly the scene that Xia Yang was leading. The Green Python and he were the main characters.

From then on, he became a 'dead man' and died young. It was swallowed by the Demonic Beast as if it was a Blood Food.

As for the other Demonic Beast, they hid in the darkness. If the person in the darkness was not at ease and attacked the Green Python, they would gang up on him. This was equivalent to the person in the dark challenging the dignity of Hundred Beast Mountain.

The Hundred Beast Mountain was a special place. These Demonic Beast could fight amongst themselves and eat each other, but they could not tolerate outsiders meddling in them.

The people in the dark all left to report back. All the Demonic Beast came out, and half of them were not very interested, just because Xia Yang had tormented them so much.

In the end, Xia Yang told them about an important event that made all the Demonic Beast excited. Of course, the event that Xia Yang mentioned was none other than Myriad Clans Competition.

"If I can enter that land of good fortune, I'll give you a share of what I obtain! If you don't believe in my strength, based on your high and mighty attitude, can you call me boss? Therefore, all strength is the witness, I will definitely obtain good fortune. " These words made many Demonic Beast go crazy. What kind of good fortune would twelve thousand Ancient Symbol have? Who wouldn't go crazy?

Right now, it was a necessary stage, Xia Yang could only use him as a beast, there was no one else that could use him.

Xia Yang left the Hundred Beast Mountain. Right now he was dressed in a green robe with his hair flowing freely, he was extremely handsome with bright and lively eyes, as though he had been reborn. He was still Xia Yang, but he was no longer the Xia Yang of the past, and could only allow himself to be bullied.

"Dragon Pavilion, leave me the《 Reverse Step》, even if I come …" Carrying a bamboo hat, Xia Yang quickly ran. At this moment, he had displayed his strength in front of others and did not have any worries.

Because he was Xia Yang, without a doubt.

Just to be safe, Xia Yang extorted some pitiful Demonic Beast s with Hundred Beast Mountain, making them want to cry but have no tears.

Xia Yang calculated, other than auctioning some Spirit Medicines that he needed to trade, he himself had a few left. He could use them to exchange for some pellets to stabilize his meridians, in order to prepare for the Channel Opening Stage.

At the same time, all the other Human Clan Great Hall's practitioners moved swift and fierce as they competed for the position of outstanding youths.

North Court...

"Qianyu, I'll leave your brothers and sisters with you. Your idea is safe. If you have reliable talent, don't forget to bring it back!" North Hall Master Cyan Mountain looked at the dozens of people in front of him, and said sincerely when he saw his beloved son.

"Yes, father!"

Western Temple...

"Tianyu, the belief that everything depends on you, that you have the courage to advance forward!" The Lord of Western Temple, Prime Minister Ou Zu said.

"I won't let father down!"

Southern Palace...

"Child, don't take away the prestige of the direct descendents of our Southern Hall and sweep through everything. When you return, participate in the final competition for Human Clan!" Southern Palace Head, Feng Tian Dao.

"Fear not of all enemies!" Feng Ling's self-confidence affected all the direct disciples around him.

Northeast Hall, Shentu surname, Southeast Hall, Tuo Ba surname, Northwest Hall, Nalan surname, Southwest Hall, Chunyu surname, the other four palaces all began to move, rushing towards the battleground, the great competition began.

In the past few days, not only had the major powers heard of the news, even the rogue cultivators had moved and headed towards a location. It was a place specially set up for rogue cultivators, called Death Valley.

This place was full of death and was regarded as the tomb of a human. Although those with great luck could return safely, none of them survived. But even so, the rogue cultivators were not afraid at all.

Dragon Pavilion, with a long history, existed even before Human Master Xia Qingtian had reached the Sacred Level. It was rumored that there were God War Weapon s as treasures, gods … It was very ethereal. Before the Primordial Era, it was a myth.

Many people thought that in order to survive, Dragon Pavilion would spout nonsense, which was why they had the phrase 'divine War Weapon'.

An auction venue in the Dragon Pavilion...

At this moment, many people were coming and going, but it was not crowded. Many cultivators were vanguard in order to obtain a chance at the auction, thus many people were uninterested in bidding.

Everyone knew that as long as Dragon Pavilion's auction house placed its name on auction, then there would definitely be good stuff. Even in this environment where people were fighting for spots, Dragon Pavilion would still attract a few cultivators to come and trade.

Xia Yang brought his conical bamboo hat into the auction house. The guard at the front gate only gave him a symbolic check and then let him in. He didn't ask to take off the conical bamboo hat.

The seats in the square were sparse, and the VIP rooms on the second floor were basically empty. Actually, this was already quite good. If the other shops went up for auction, it could be said that the basic rooms were empty.

There were very few people in the auction this time, so after many things were called out, the price was set in a single blow without much commotion.

Xia Yang also traded in a few types of pills, such as the Origin Increasing Pill. This pill could let a Qi Condensation cultivator use his Qi to help them increase their Qi, so that when they were out of Qi channels, they would not have the power to continue.

For example, there was another type of pill, the Meridian Dissolving Pill. This pill could be said to be very powerful, and no one would dare to use it, because it could soften the meridians, allowing cultivators to use strong qi to break through them, thus widening them. But without a strong physique, if one could not grasp the standard of a strong qi, then the meridians would rupture, resulting in the body collapsing.

No matter what, as long as it was a pill related to the Channel Opening Stage, he would basically make the transaction. As a result, many people in the marketplace had already determined his cultivation, the great circle of the Refinement Stage, was preparing for the Channel Opening Stage.

In the end, the most important treasure of the auction house appeared. It was a one-foot square box that was completely silent and without any fluctuations. It was neither pills nor heavenly materials, and many people already knew what it was.

"Everyone, although there aren't many people today, this is your fortune. The cultivation technique in my hands, might be the reason why everyone has come to my Dragon Pavilion Auction House, right? That's right, it's that incomplete technique, "Reverse Step"! "

The last one to appear on the stage was an old man, none of the cultivators could see the old man's strength, which shocked them, and they guessed that he was an elder of Dragon Pavilion right?

It was just a incomplete cultivation technique, yet it had alarmed an elder.

"Everyone is very confused. Why would I auction an incomplete cultivation technique? It's because ordinary people cannot tell how this cultivation technique defies the heavens. Even I can't tell them everything!" The old man continued.

"Senior, what exactly is so heaven-defying about you? In my opinion, even if some of the cultivation techniques are ridiculously powerful, if they are incomplete and cannot be linked together, how can one train in them? It even went so far as to go berserk! " Some cultivators asked, not optimistic about this incomplete《 Reverse Step s》.

"You're right, an incomplete cultivation technique does have too many drawbacks, but this technique is completely different. His cultivation was strict at the beginning, and requires the talent of a Blood Of Creation to learn it!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire audience went into an uproar …

Blood Of Creation? It's hard to find one in a trillion people.

The so called Blood Of Creation was actually a cavity of dead blood in a person's body, it was located in a broken meridian between the two meridians. When a normal person opened up a meridian, they would be able to give up on the dead blood and let it flow out of their body.

Some of them even left behind this blood to refine their muscles and bones. Of course, only the most talented of the ten thousand would have the audacity to give it a try.

The blood of a small group of people would turn into the blood of life treasures. One drop of blood could have the effect of reviving the dead, and it could also let the person's life force flourish and not die after a hundred refinements.

From death to life, this bloodline could be called Blood Of Creation, or it could also be called Reverse Blood, existing against the heavens.

Wasn't this incomplete cultivation technique's starting point too high? So far, no one had heard of a Blood Of Creation, so many cultivators were depressed that they knew they wouldn't come.

But at this time, Xia Yang was communicating with Xia Qingtian who had awoken in his sea of consciousness, the expression on his face gloomy and terrifying.