Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Essence of Zhu Rong's Blood

  "Kill everyone in the Fire Palace, from top to bottom? You must come out yourself too." The old Taoist priest, Chi Yan, shouted with a hideous face.

  "Leave the Twelve Heaven's Great Array flags here, and come back every ten years to input the method's power. Also, keep today's matters in your heart, absolutely do not speak of them, or else there will be a calamity of extermination." The Crimson Flame Old Daoist said, turning his head towards the eleven Heaven Immortals.

  "Good." The eleven heavenly immortals said in unison.

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  It was unknown how long had passed when Lei Hao, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground.

  His foot slipped, and Lei Hao immediately felt something was wrong. Closing his eyes to sense it, he discovered a scorching aura filling his body, suppressing all of his lightning attribute magic in his dantian, unable to flow into the meridians.

  Lei Hao's face immediately turned extremely ugly, he knew that this time he was finished.

  Turning his head, Lei Hao took a difficult step forward, his eyes fixed on the crimson glass wall as he punched it with all his might.

  Even without the power of law, Lei Hao's punch had at least tens of thousands of kilograms of force, but after it was smashed out, the crystal wall flashed a red light and swallowed his powerful strength.

  "Kill the dragon." Lei Hao angrily shouted.

  The Tulong array in the dantian was trembling, but every time it wanted to rush out of the dantian, it was blocked by a wave of scorching heat and could only emit a helpless sword hum.

  Lei Hao heard the sound of a sword coming from within his body, and his face turned dark to the point where it seemed like water could drip out.

  "Alright, I'll take care of it." Lei Hao said with a fierce tone, and an unprecedented killing intent suddenly filled his eyes.

  A moment later, Lei Hao sat cross-legged on the ground, he was going to use all his might to refine away the scorching hot breath in his body that he didn't know what it was, and break through this damned side hall.

  Lei Hao's consciousness sank into his primordial spirit, and he saw a fiery orb hanging above the top of his primordial spirit, blocking the only path for his primordial spirit to escape. Lei Hao's small face twitched repeatedly before finally calming down.

  Lei Hao's primordial spirit continuously squeezed out a series of hand seals, striking the fireball, but for a very long time, the fireball remained as stable as Mount Tai, without any sign of movement.

  Chen Zhuo took a deep breath, and Lei Hao's hands continuously formed seals that shot into the fireball.

  Nor did Lei Hao know how much magic power he had exhausted, that round of fireballs was lazy and sluggish, not to mention refining, it hadn't even moved.

  Lei Hao hesitated for a moment, and since there was no other way out, he stood up and flew towards the ring of fireballs.

  As he approached the fireball, Lei Hao felt that even his primordial spirit was slowly dissipating. With a dark and resolute determination, Lei Hao suddenly plunged into the fireball, only to feel a red flash before his eyes, after which his primordial spirit suddenly burst into a space.

  When Lei Hao's crimson eyes finally returned to normal, the scene before him was so frightening that he almost turned around and ran away.

  It was a space with only black and white colors, where there was a giant with the head of a beast and the body of a human, wearing red scales, with a fire snake piercing his ears, and stepping on a fire dragon. The half-naked giant stood like a pillar supporting the sky in this space, filling the entire space with his intense pressure, which made Lei Hao's heart tremble with fear, as if it would erupt at any moment and turn everything upside down.

  Lei Hao's primordial spirit was about the same height as the giant's toe, Lei Hao looked up at the giant and found that the giant had a twisted face with his eyes closed, like a sleeping mental patient. Only then did Lei Hao's frightened heart slowly calm down.

  "This isn't... this isn't the appearance of Zu Wu Xiong Rong?" Lei Hao concentrated his gaze on the giant, and after a brief moment, he suddenly had an epiphany, blurting out.

  The Witch tribe had long since disappeared from the Three Realms, but the breath of the Witch tribe was deeply carved into the bones of every demon tribe. The appearance of the Twelve Ancestor Witches, many demons knew after awakening their inherited memories, so Lei Hao had seen the appearance of the Twelve Ancestor Witches before.

  "Could Ke Rong not have fallen in the Hong Huang era? How can he be seen in this small fireball?" Lei Hao's face was filled with terror as he pondered for a moment, deciding to take a look anyway. After all, this fireball was within his body and he would eventually have to face it. Immediately, he floated gently to the front of the giant's eyes.

  Suddenly, the blessings that had been sleeping like a lantern opened a pair of eyes and shouted at Leihao: "Monster, monster, kill, kill, kill!" A burst of murderous aura suddenly erupted from Zhu Rong's body, pressing down on all sides, even the space was shaking.

  Lei Hao was shocked and hastily retreated, but after retreating dozens of feet, Lei Hao turned his head to find that Zhu Rong had calmed down again, just like a sleeping mental patient.

  After gazing into the distance for a moment, Leihao floated forward once again. Zhu Rong stared at him and roared: "Monster! Monster! Monster! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

  Lei Hao retreated again, and Zhu Rong fell silent once more.

  "It was just a wisp of residual soul, it really scared me to death." Lei Hao made a gesture of wiping sweat, muttering to himself with a relieved heart.

  It's not that Lei Hao is cowardly, but the great reputation of Zhu Rong has suppressed him. You should know that during the Hong Huang era, the twelve ancestral witches could join forces to injure a saint. To crush Lei Hao, a small golden immortal, is not much more troublesome than crushing an ant.

  "If this is a remnant of Zhurong's soul, then the fireball in his body must be Zhurong's essence." Lei Hao thought for a moment and speculated about the origin of the fireball in his body.

  Lei Hao didn't know that his conjecture was actually quite close to the truth.

  Thousands of years ago, the founding ancestor of the Li Huo Gong sect unknowingly walked a certain path and discovered this Zhu Rong Jing Xue and the Twelve Heaven Array Flag in the belly of a large mountain in the far south of Xi Niu He Zhou. And it was precisely by relying on these Twelve Heaven Array Flags that they established the foundation of the Li Huo Gong sect in Xi Niu He Zhou, where demons and monsters ran amok, and unknowingly used these flags to destroy countless powerful enemies.

  Human heart is forever unsatisfied, after stabilizing the Fire Palace, wanting to further create a sect's ancestor, Closed Death Gate Refines and Transforms Zhu Rong's Essence Blood.

  He didn't want to, but because he couldn't suppress the remaining soul of Zhu Rong, he was beaten by that strand of residual soul until his soul flew away, leaving only a complete physical body. After this, more than a dozen Golden Immortal experts in front of and behind Huo Gong tried to refine Zhu Rong's essence and blood, but they all ended up dead. The one who came closest to success had already thought of a way to suppress the remaining soul of Zhu Rong, but because his physical body was too weak, he was impacted by the violent power in the essence and blood and died from exploding.

  Until then, the Dharma Master of Huo Gong only knew that Zhu Rong's blood was not one of these human cultivators, and ordered that Zhu Rong's blood be sealed away, forbidding anyone from Huo Gong to touch it.

  By the time it was passed down to Chi Yan's generation, they all thought that Zhu Rong's essence and blood were something that no cultivator could touch. If you touched it, either your soul would scatter or your body would explode and die.

  Only then would he think of using Zhu Rong's blood to calculate Lei Hao.

  But will it really be as the old Taoist predicted, that Lei Hao would either disperse into nothingness or die in a burst of energy?

  Lei Hao lingered in front of Zhu Rong's residual soul for a long time, then gritted his teeth and pinched a Heaven-Earth Converging Hand Seal, transforming into a giant about the same height as Zhu Rong. He charged forward with fists exploding with thunder light.

  "You're just a wretched soul now, and you still dare to scare your father!" Lei Hao gnashed his teeth and let out a hysterical scream.

  When he saw Lei Hao, he rushed up and Zhu Rong shouted out his slogan again: "Monster, monster, monster, kill, kill, kill". After shouting, he held a flame that was as red as blood with both hands and welcomed him.

  A monster and a witch were fiercely entwined together.

  As soon as he came into contact with Zhu Rong's residual soul, Lei Hao had a good grasp of the situation. The energy of this Zhu Rong's residual soul was also almost exhausted, and although each punch was heavy, the flames in his hand burned him with intense pain all over his body, but he could still hold on.

  It was like two farmers who didn't know any martial arts techniques were fighting, Lei Hao and Zhu Rong exchanged blows with a loud crash, each punch shaking the space non-stop, each punch making their bodies fade away slightly.

  Lei Hao was now the body of Yuanshen, while Zhu Rong was just a wisp of residual soul. Lei Hao's Yuanshen had only used a portion of his magical powers in the Dan Tian, whereas Zhu Rong's residual soul had been worn down over countless years and suppressed by numerous Golden Immortal experts in the Lihuo Palace.

  It now depends on who can hold out until the end; the winner will live, and the loser will die.

  Zhu Rong's residual soul was waving his fist and shouting non-stop. At this time, he shouted again: "Wu, Wu, Wu, fighting against the sky and earth!"

  Lei Hao also roared: "The witch tribe has already been destroyed, what heaven are you fighting for? What earth are you fighting for?"

  Zhurong heard this, his hands paused in their movement, and a look of incredulity flashed across his dull eyes. His voice was full of disbelieving roars: "Impossible, impossible! The Wu tribe is born to be nurtured by heaven, who can destroy the Wu tribe?"

  Lei Hao continued to roar: "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. If you hadn't fought with Gonggong, Gonggong wouldn't have died. The twelve ancestral witches would still be here, and who else could destroy the witch tribe?"

  Zhu Rong's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his movements also came to a halt, gazing up at the dark sky with a lost expression.

  Although Zhu Rong stopped, Lei Hao would not stop. He took advantage of Zhu Rong's momentary distraction and launched a fierce attack, striking out with hundreds of blows that left Zhu Rong only a transparent figure.

  "It was I who wronged the Wu tribe, it was I who wronged the Wu tribe..." With that, Zhu Rong let out a loud cry filled with infinite sorrow and his entire body transformed into countless twinkling lights.

  Lei Hao gathered all the light spots into his palm, and after a few breaths, some black cracks that pierced through the sky and earth appeared in space.

  "This is bad, this space is going to collapse." Lei Hao secretly said, and with a burst of energy, he tore open the space and escaped.

  Wishing you a happy New Year (on the third watch of the night)