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Chapter 175: Hundred Days Blood Replacement, Begin!

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: Hundred Days Blood Replacement, Begin!

Jingzhou, northern part.

At a distance of a hundred thousand li from the border between the Zhou and Chu states.

Tall jungles, where the constant sounds of insects and birds chirping could be heard, dried branches, and fallen leaves covered the ground.

There was a rather open area.

Underground, a kilometer away.

An underground space the size of a courtyard had been excavated.

Densely packed runes were carved on the surrounding rock walls, continuously flickering with light, illuminating the space brightly.

A slender figure sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the sky-blue fruit in his palm.

Smelling the rich fragrance that kept wafting over, his mind became more and more active.

He sighed lightly.

He placed the sky-blue fruit into a jade box, then solemnly put the jade box into his storage space.

Now was not the time to consume it.

Four days had passed since the slaughter at Bone Mountain, during which time he had been dodging everywhere, erasing his own traces.

Today, he finally found a temporary resting place.

His eyes slowly closed as he felt the surging blood and formidable strength inside him.

He didn’t attempt to break through immediately but began to calm his Qi-Blood and adjust his state.

In the blink of an eye, another four days passed.

The youth was still seated there, the entire underground space echoing with the sounds of thunder and crashing waves.

Dazzling blood light emerged from the youth, tinting the surroundings, coating the space with a layer of blood color.

Boom! Rumble!

The sounds of thunder went from high to low, until there was silence.

Liang Hui’s eyes also slowly closed as he immersed his consciousness into his body.

He felt the thick, ruby-like blood.

With just a thought, the blood began to boil, wrapping around the bones throughout his body.

The blood soaked in, stained, and also faded away.

With every minute, every second, his strength continuously declined.

This slow but constant loss of strength was enough to drive one mad.

Liang Hui suppressed the chaotic thoughts rising in his heart and savored this sensation.

Time slowly passed.

The youth’s bones turned from white jade to blood red, and finally to a dazzling gold.

By then, the blood within his body had disappeared, and he was filled with an unprecedented sense of weakness.

The next moment, his bones, marrow, and muscles began to move.

After a while, a drop of golden blood appeared within his body.

Only then did the sense of weakness abate slightly.

Whoosh~

Liang Hui slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.

"Is this the Blood Exchange Realm?"

"So weak, no wonder a breakthrough requires the protection of loved ones or to hide away and break through quietly."

Liang Hui felt the weakness that came from every part of his body, his Martial Arts Combat Power had been greatly reduced.

This was even for someone like him, whose Triple Internal Cultivation had surpassed the limits of normal cultivation.

If it were a normal talent undergoing the Blood Exchange, even a Martial Artist in the Bone Refining Realm might be able to kill him.

His palm stretched forward, red-gold mana appeared, and the entire underground space instantly filled with sword scars.

The temperature also rose accordingly.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in the youth’s eyes.

The mana converging in his palm dissipated into nothingness.

The force belonging to a Daoist was still immensely powerful – his safety was still assured.

Next, Liang Hui took out a Broken Sword from his storage space, felt it carefully, and then a hint of disappointment flashed across his face. He still couldn’t enter the dream state; was it because the qualitative change hadn’t happened when the Blood Exchange began?

He had some speculations in his mind.

He then took out several artifacts of the Primordial Spirit and Divine Channel level from his bosom, all of which failed to initiate the dream state.

In the end, Liang Hui took out a piece of broken bone from his chest, the bone was white, and it carried an imposing aura.

It was the spoils of war he had obtained after slaying a Half-step Divine Channel.

It was his reliance on glimpsing into the Divine Channel realm.

Placing it in his palm, he observed it carefully and then whispered softly:

"Enter the dream!"

Inner Strength, Mana, rapidly depleted, the surroundings started to blur.

White bones, exotic beasts, the sea... various scenes flashed through his vision like shooting stars.

At last his gaze settled on a solitary figure sitting cross-legged on the vast ocean.

"It’s him!"

With just one glance, Liang Hui recognized that figure; it was the Half-step Divine Channel he had slain in the White Bone Mountain.

At this moment, the enemy was clad in a black robe, carrying a war halberd on his back, seated above the ocean, looking out over the peaceful sea.

Roar!

Where his gaze fell, the seawater exploded violently.

A serpent head, large as a hill, stepped out from the water, its snake eyes a blood-red as it stared at the figure in the black robe.

Just the head alone was the size of a hill; the length of its body was definitely over a kilometer.

This was a powerful Exotic Beast that Liang Hui had never seen before.

At this moment, he did not hesitate and immediately plunged into the figure clad in the black robe.

Instantly, an extremely powerful force transmitted from all over his body.

Perfect, flawless, and formidable.

With a wave of his hand, he felt a sensation as if he could tear apart the earth and sever rivers, that feeling swept over him continuously.

True Qi circulated throughout his body, turning pale white, carrying a coldness that could extinguish everything.

And it was this True Qi, imbued with the will of the spirit, that made the youth even more aware of the strength of this body.

Meanwhile, as Liang Hui became engrossed, the battle between the black-robed figure and the giant serpent had already begun.

The giant serpent thrashed, the war halberd swept across the sky, and the entire ocean boiled.

As the fight intensified, Liang Hui learned new techniques, and he also discerned differences between this man and those with normal channels.

Setting aside power and True Qi for the moment, the greatest difference was in spirit and a special kind of Martial Path charm.

It seemed as if he was practicing his own Martial Path, with both strength and speed on the rise.

’Is this the mystery of the Divine Channel? The Martial Path charm.’

In thought, ten minutes had already passed.

Crack!

The serpent’s head broke off, with a gush of blood spurting out.

The ocean instantly turned a deep red.

And the surroundings began to blur.

The time in the dream was about to end.

Hu~

’Is this what the top-tier channels are like? Indeed powerful,’ thought Liang Hui to himself.

Boom! Rumble rumble!

A muffled thunderous sound came from beneath the ground.

Liang Hui’s brows knit slightly as he stowed away the bone fragment in his hand.

Slowly standing up, his body radiated with an intense, sharp aura.

Like a godly sword once sealed away, it was again unleashing its peerless sharpness.

"Have they found me again?"

The youth murmured softly.

He knew the pursuit from the Star Moon Tower must have reached him.

Ever since several days ago, when three Martial Artists with channels met their deaths, the Star Moon Tower had been hunting him down like mad.

The Star Moon Tower, entrenched in Jingzhou for many years with profound resources, through various selections, always managed to narrow down the youth’s location.

Of course, this was also because Liang Hui had no Mystic Altar to directly escape; otherwise, he would have long since evaded the pursuit.

Boom!

Another thunderous noise, now alarmingly close to the young man’s position.

Liang Hui’s eyes turned cold, and his figure began to fade away.

One minute!

Two minutes!

Three minutes!

Silver slashes descended from above.

They caused the surrounding Runes to flicker continuously, emitting a dazzling gleam, blocking the advance of the slashes.

"Mo, you are indeed here, kill!"

A harsh shout echoed throughout the underground.

Even more frequent slashes kept falling.

Causing the Runes protecting the underground space to grow dimmer until they dissipated entirely.

Boom!

In the instant the Runes vanished, the entire underground space was blown apart.

"Has he left?"

The middle-aged man draped in a silver robe furrowed his brows, sensing the underground space that had been blasted open.