Chapter 2209: Clad in Blood, a Thread of Vitality

Then, the dense seven-colored starlight covering Jiang Wanyou’s body completely fused into Yao Yulou’s body... Boom!

In that instant, Yao Yulou, who had just stepped into Holy Martial, erupted madly once more.

He shot straight from the first Great Realm of Holy Martial into the second Great Realm, then surged all the way to the Peak of that second Great Realm.

At this moment, all the True Qi in Yao Yulou’s body turned into white radiance, illuminating everything!

But in the blink of an eye, that white light instantly transformed into a terrifying blood-red glow. Yao Yulou’s white robes somehow became pure blood-color, stained by his own blood and Jiang Wanyou’s.

When that blood-colored aura pierced the heavens... Boom!

Yao Yulou actually broke through yet again, rushing from the second Great Realm of Holy Martial into the third Great Realm.

Just as Jiang Wanyou had said, Yao Yulou had become one of the most top-tier experts of the Central Plains, now in the same Great Realm as Pei Kuang and Lady Li.

At the same time, a melodious yet sorrowful melody seemed to echo within Qianwang Golden Light Tower. No one knew if it was Jiang Wanyou’s departing song, or some mysterious song arising from the Night Charm Bloodline of the Fierce Beast.

The illusory dream around them grew ever more intoxicating, making countless people lose themselves.

Sikong Jing’s Beast-shaped Spiritual Shadow twisted as he said, "Aunt Jiang..."

He was the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts; he was not affected by the Night Charm’s illusory dream aura.

In all of Qianwang Golden Light Tower, he alone remained unaffected. The Demon Beast Body within the Beast Killing Array did not seize the chance to attack Pei Kuang. Attacking now was pointless; as long as he acted, he could disperse the dream aura around them.

Suddenly, Sikong Jing let out a low growl: "Qian Wumie, tell me you have a way, or I’ll devour your Spiritual Shadow right now."

Indeed, just as everyone was lost in the illusion...

Between the claws of Sikong Jing’s Demon Beast Body, he was gripping a pitch-black Bead, roaring and threatening at it.

Back then, within the Willow Leaf Holy Wall, Qian Wumie’s Spiritual Shadow simply refused to die.

Even in the end, Qian Wumie managed to survive with his Spiritual Shadow intact thanks to a treasure called the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, and that Divine Martial Shadow Pearl belonged to the Flame Prison Emperor, one of the Five Heavenly Emperors, a thing he had refined before becoming a Heavenly Emperor.

Thus, at that time, none of the Fierce Beasts or Divine Beasts dared act rashly. They did not dare casually destroy the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl to kill Qian Yuanmie.

They feared that if the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl was destroyed, it would draw the attention of the Flame Prison Emperor.

Just now, Sikong Jing thought of this item. That old ghost Qian Wumie never died; he had lived as a Spiritual Shadow Body for countless years, so perhaps he had a way to preserve a sliver of Aunt Jiang’s Vitality.

So Sikong Jing seized this moment to furiously question Qian Wumie inside the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl.

Having asked, even Sikong Jing couldn’t help his heart from pounding faster; he had no idea if this was even feasible.

Besides, he couldn’t truly destroy the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl. For now, he was only bluffing. If Qian Wumie’s Spiritual Shadow within fell into deep sleep and could not be roused, then there would truly be nothing he could do.

All he could do was use terrifying Demon Intent to intimidate him, to try.

If Qian Wumie sensed his Demon Intent yet chose to ignore him, Sikong Jing would still be helpless.

But very quickly, that old ghost Qian Wumie actually responded, his voice a mix of terror and confusion: "You... what the hell are you?"

The voice was coming from within the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl...

Sikong Jing’s whole body trembled madly as joy lit his face. He immediately replied, "I am the Blood Devouring Demon Beast, a Fierce Beast Demonized. I want you, right now, to think of a way to ensure the Evil Charm Holy Body’s soul and Spiritual Shadow do not perish, or I’ll devour you."

As long as there was a response, it would be manageable.

As his words fell, terrifying Demon Intent surged and roared, wrapping around the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, yet Sikong Jing still did not dare recklessly touch the Bead’s body, still fearing he might be sensed by the Flame Prison Emperor of the Five Heavenly Emperors.

Hearing this, Qian Wumie’s voice once more came from within the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl...

"You damned thing, that little brat actually found a creature like you to destroy me?"

Even in the Divine Martial Stage, one might not be able to destroy the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl, so Qian Wumie had always felt extremely secure.

In the Deserted Sea Forbidden Land, where would a Divine Martial Stage expert come from?

But Qian Wumie had never imagined a Demon Beast would appear. A Fierce Beast Demonized was terrifying beyond measure. Putting aside its battle power, its instinct to devour Energy alone was enough to suck his Spiritual Shadow dry.

Of course, Qian Wumie didn’t know this Demon Beast was Sikong Jing himself; he thought Sikong Jing had found it to destroy him.

Hearing this, Sikong Jing’s heart settled.

He threatened again: "If you don’t want to be devoured, then obey at once."

As he spoke, Sikong Jing swiftly and succinctly explained Jiang Wanyou’s situation, then wrapped the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl in an even more overwhelming Demon Intent.

"How would I know... I— I do know, I have a way, don’t devour me!"

Qian Wumie had wanted to say he had no way at all.

But as he felt that surging, sky-engulfing Demon Intent, he hurriedly changed his words...

"As long as you throw the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl over there, I can borrow the power of the Pearl to gather the Spiritual Shadow and soul after the Evil Charm Holy Body’s body and spirit are destroyed..."

"The special trait of the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl is to erupt precisely when body and spirit are annihilated; it will definitely be able to gather the Evil Charm Holy Body together."

"Of course, how to restore her after gathering, that I do not know."

Listening to Qian Wumie’s rapid explanation, Sikong Jing’s whole body shook violently as he looked toward Yao Yulou, then fiercely flicked the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl out. At the same time, Sikong Jing’s Beast-shaped Spiritual Shadow controlled the Chariot Beast to catch the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl.

And in the very next instant... Boom!

Pei Kuang finally tore himself free of his entranced state. Naturally, he hadn’t seen Sikong Jing flick the Divine Martial Shadow Pearl just now.

His gaze now was no longer on Sikong Jing, but fixed on Yao Yulou.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it..."

At this moment, it was officially declared that he would never be able to devour Jiang Wanyou.

Pei Kuang had always known the Evil Charm Holy Body was strange, and hadn’t dared to forcefully seize her, which was why he had sent Yao Yulou to investigate back then.

But he had never imagined she would be this incredible.

As long as the Evil Charm Holy Body herself was willing, she would make the Devourer even more terrifying. She had actually forced the utterly lowly Yao Yulou up to a Great Realm equal to her own.

Unacceptable—Pei Kuang’s heart nearly exploded.

But Yao Yulou ignored Pei Kuang now. His eyes were entirely blood-red as he stared coldly at Qian Ta before him.

Clang...

He suddenly drew his sword, his voice like the coldest machine: "Why did you have to kill Wanyou? Why?"

Speaking thus, Yao Yulou stepped toward Qian Ta, one step at a time...

The latter backed away step by step. He was at the second Great Realm of Holy Martial, yet he was now being suppressed. Qian Ta no longer had his earlier arrogance and rampancy; facing the blood-soaked Yao Yulou of this moment, his heart held nothing but dense terror.

All of a sudden, Qian Ta spun around and charged toward the Thousand Prison Tower with a thunderous roar, shouting at the same time: "Yao Yulou, I’m going to kill your father and mother!"

With that, he slammed himself hard into the Thousand Prison Tower.

Staring at Qian Ta’s back, a cruel, vicious smile tugged at Yao Yulou’s lips.

He suddenly spread his hand, drawing in with terrifying True Qi.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream rang out from within the Thousand Prison Tower. Qian Ta’s body was violently dragged back out by Yao Yulou’s blood-colored True Qi.