Immortal Soaring Blade Book 2, Chapter 268 – Blood Pool

The blood-colored light became more and more dense due to being injected with the Third Elder's spirit force. From a distance, it looked like a cloud of blood floating around him.

He let out a roar and the blood-colored light shined brightly as it flew toward the green light. The mix of green and red was particularly dazzling in the night sky.

The two sides seemed to blend and invaded each other. The soft, green light seemed to be at a disadvantage and was slowly being eroded by the evil-looking red light.

Seeing this, the Third Elder revealed a smile of satisfaction and thought, “Still too young. Even though you have the same cultivation as me, you lack actual experience.”

It was unknown what attribute the Blood Transformation Spell contained, to be able to easily destroy Song Rujing's attack. Song Rujing's expression remained the same and she wasn't affected by this at all.

The yellow spirit force quickly swept by and collided with the blood-colored spirit force. The pungent smell of blood made Song Rujing feel a bit nauseous, and her eyes were filled with disgust.

The moment the yellow spirit force collided with the blood fog, Song Rujing's eyes lit up. She felt that this blood-colored spirit force had a corrosive element. No wonder ordinary spirit force was not effective against it.

The spirit force inside Song Rujing's purple palace surged and an even more violent surge of yellow spirit force was released from her body. This time, her spirit force contained an attribute.

Crisp crackling sounds echoed like fire burning dried wood. The blood-colored spirit force that held the advantage suddenly retreated like a mouse running away from a cat.

The Third Elder's eyes trembled. This little girl's attribute was actually sun-like fire, which actually countered his attribute.

In the blink of an eye, the blood fog disappeared without a trace, causing the Third Elder to let out a cold snort. He glared at Song Rujing and then a light flashed before his chest. Now a black and red flag appeared in his hand.

The flag was almost one meter long, surrounded by a golden edge. The surface of the flag had a bloody and beautiful flower painted on it. Around the flower were complex and mysterious patterns.

The Third Elder looked at the Blood Cloud Flag and revealed a cruel smile. Although it was only a treasure, its power couldn't be underestimated. Treasures evil cultivators used were refined differently. While they required materials just like ordinary treasures, they also required some special things. These special things came from people, and the methods to obtain them were cruel, but the power of their treasures was great.

The flag fluttered in the wind, giving off a strange aura. The Third Elder's dried hands held the flag and waved it in the air. Grey light scattered like small fish in the sky.

He waved it again and a gust of cold wind echoed. Song Rujing's spirit force became unstable and the yellow spirit force dimmed. As the Third Elder continued to wave the flag in his hand, the situation became worse.

Song Rujing's expression still didn't change, but she was shocked by this change. Although she was very young, one couldn't forget about her origin—she came from the ancient and mysterious Void Suspension Monastery. Only such a place could train someone as talented as her.

Before one wave ended, another wave had already begun.

The yellow spirit force hadn't dissipated before a surge of purple fire appeared, lighting up the area. This purple fire came from Song Rujing, and it flew toward the Third Elder.

The purple fire was her purple origin fire. A yang-property attack like this was best against these evil cultivators. At this moment, the area around them was filled with chilling wind and raging fire. They were evenly matched for now, and it didn't seem like it was going to end anytime soon. The situation here was the most violent. When both sides finished testing each other's limits and brought out their real abilities, the victor would be decided.

Song Yuansheng saw that his sister's situation was stable and couldn't help but let out a sigh or relief. Then he looked toward Zhao Jiuge and found that he was doing well against Li Hechao and Messenger Liao. He touched the Eight Edge Devil Suppression Mirror in his hand.

White light shot out, revealing his mid stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, and swept toward the dozens of remaining Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples. These disciples were only at the Spirit Core Realm, Foundation Realm, and Spirit Transformation Realm; how could they be a match for Song Yuansheng?

A Nascent Soul Realm cultivator holding a spirit treasure that had been refined by purple origin fire was not something they could resist. Aside from the seven or eight Spirit Core Realm disciples, the rest were killed instantly.

Song Yuansheng didn't show them any mercy and went all out. They wouldn't complete their mission if he didn't wipe them out. The Spirit Core Realm disciples survived, but they all suffered varying degrees of injuries. When they saw Song Yuansheng's gaze sweep across them, they felt their hearts chill. The Third Elder noticed this from the corner of his eye and became desperate.

However, the gap of one realm was not something that could be made up by people. Not to mention the fact that they were facing a powerful Nascent Soul Realm cultivator like Song Yuansheng, who was using a spirit treasure.

Moreover, the seven or eight Spirit Core Realm disciples were far weaker than Li Hechao and Messenger Liao. Not to mention they were not working together at all and were instead fighting individually. If they had teamed up, they would have given Song Yuansheng some trouble, but instead they had been wiped out by him instantly. In the blink of an eye, only four people from the Blood Fiend Pavilion remained.

Seeing so many Blood Fiend Pavilion disciples being killed, the Third Elder and the Ninth Elder became desperate. Although they didn't care about the lives of a few disciples, if so many were killed at once, it would affect the foundation of their sect. Even though the higher-ups were powerful, what's the use if they had no disciples? Also, the sect only had about 100 or so people, and nearly half had been killed. The two of them became more desperate and hoped for reinforcements to arrive soon.

However, the more desperate the Third Elder became, the more calm Song Rujing was. No matter what the Third Elder did, he was no match for Song Rujing. The Third Elder couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart. The disciples of the holy lands were indeed powerful; he felt lacking compared to them.

On the other side, the fat Ninth Elder felt happy facing off against Ling Bo Re. However, when he felt Ling Bo Re's mid stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, his heart tightened.

Although beauties were good, he needed to be alive to enjoy them.

That's why the Ninth Elder went all-out against Ling Bo Re. He continued to release blood-colored spirit force around him, but Ling Bo Re's sword energy was too cunning—it always managed to find an opening and injure him.

No matter what treasure or spells the Ninth Elder used, Ling Bo Re only used the Hundred Flower Sword Art. She seemed to really love the sword art, and her mastery of it had reached a terrifying degree. The Ninth Elder noticed the danger the disciples were in, but he could only focus on Ling Bo Re.

The rest of the battle was still stable. Song Yuansheng didn't intervene and just remained alert. He paid careful attention to the tunnel leading to the core of the mountain. He saw that Zhao Jiuge was facing off against two people and was a bit worried. He hesitated and shouted, “Jiuge, do you want my help?”

Zhao Jiuge dodged Li Hechao and Messenger Liao, his expression cold. Although dealing with two people was a bit difficult, he could stand it. Just at this moment, he noticed Song Rujing and Ling Bo Re look over.

Zhao Jiuge quickly replied, “No need, you help them. We need to quickly end this battle and go down to see the situation. Remember to leave one person alive.” 

When Song Yuansheng saw that Zhao Jiuge was still in the mood to speak, he knew that Zhao Jiuge was fine for now. However, when Zhao Jiuge asked him to help the other two, he merely stuck out his tongue. He didn't have the guts. Both women were furious right now, and he couldn't deal with them. Ling Bo Re was always cold like this, and his little sister's temper was something even he avoided.

Compared to the tense battle in the canyon, it was strangely quiet behind the stone door underground.

The blood-colored jade token with the Fifth Elder, who was quietly guarding the stone gate, suddenly lit up. The Third Elder's information immediately arrived. He was stunned at first and couldn't figure out what had happened. Then, once he understood the situation, his expression became heavy. Ignoring the disciples in the room, he directly opened the stone door. Whether it was people from Deer Mountain or not, he had to report it to the Pavilion Master. The important matter they were all here for had reached a critical point.

The stone door opened with the sound the Fifth Elder rushing inside. The stone door closed with a bang and the Fifth Elder disappeared inside. The disciples were all startled. They didn't know what had happened.

There were several figures pacing back and forth a few dozen meters away from the stone door. They looked very anxious.

There were only a few bright night pearls in the corner that emitted a faint glow. It wasn't enough to light up the entire stone cave, but it did add some light.

In the middle of the cave was a blood pool a few dozen meters wide. The blood inside was still moving and looked rather disgusting. Looking at the edge of the pool, more than half the blood had been consumed.

The entire blood pool and the cave were filled with the smell of blood. There was a layer of simmering blood on the surface of the pool that exuded dense spirit force.

The blood pool contained the blood essence of all kinds of spirit beasts, mortals, and cultivators. In addition, a lot of spirit herbs had been added.

Generally, only cultivators that cultivated very evil and vicious methods could build a blood pool. The price of each blood pool was very high, but the benefit was obvious. It would allow you to quickly increase your strength.

The blood pool here was not very large, but the blood inside it was very refined. Most importantly, this blood pool was different from ordinary blood pools.

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