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Chapter 895 - 741: The Blood Cicada Unwilling to Deliver Parcels Wants to Cause Trouble

Chapter 895: Chapter 741: The Blood Cicada Unwilling to Deliver Parcels Wants to Cause Trouble

For a time, one pursued, the other fled, the chase filled the Spirit Suppressing Realm!

Every time the Demonic Seed locked on, the other could only rely on splitting their body, giving birth to a new life, to allow the Demon Seeding, while the Blood Cicada itself managed to escape.

However, no sooner had he left than Wang Zijia caught up.

After obtaining the Blood Pearl life, he threw it into the altar and held rituals again.

Not giving the departing Blood Cicada a chance to catch a breath, the Silk Thread would chase once more, initiating the second wave of Curse Demonic Seeding.

The Blood Cicada knew this could not go on; it would be doomed sooner or later.

But it had no other method, its means exhausted, and barely any time to breathe, constantly splitting and fleeing.

A classic case of trying to quench one’s thirst with poison!

The velocity at which Wang Zijia caught up was increasing rapidly, and the golden Silk Threads became ever more exaggerated, enveloping the Blood Cicada like a net cast from heaven, pressing so hard that it struggled to breathe.

The shadows flickered incessantly throughout the Spirit Suppressing Realm, with many monks encountering the spectacle, hurriedly taking a glance and leaving behind numerous legends.

After numerous pursuits, Wang Zijia had collected more than twenty small finger-sized Blood Pearls from the vegetative human avatars, and the Blood Cicada’s main body had already shrunk to half its original size.

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At the Southern Border of the Spirit Suppressing Realm, above a Cultivator city, the Blood Cicada unexpectedly plummeted from the Void.

It attracted countless monks to look up.

This time, it fell because it was entwined in golden Silk Thread in the Void, forced to tumble out.

The moment it fell, it lost most of its ability to move.

Countless Silk Threads followed closely, swarming in, piercing into its body, causing the now chicken egg-sized main body to undulate continuously.

It gritted its teeth and split its body directly in two.

This time, it did not split into a plant-like substitute as before.

Instead, it truly divided into two entities—memory, consciousness, and body were completely identical in both.

The only difference was that one was entwined by Silk Threads, undergoing Demon Seeding, while the other was not.

Furthermore, half of the special Tao Fruit representing the Blood Sea Path also lay within the half that was not undergoing Demon Seeding.

As soon as the split was completed, the half that was entangled by the golden Silk Thread and undergoing Demon Seeding began to erupt violently, lunging at the other half that was not undergoing Demon Seeding.

It seemed suddenly unwilling to accept that it was the one being abandoned.

The other half that was not being seeded by the demons paid it no mind and vanished from the spot.

"Damn it, why?!"

The Blood Cicada, under the Demonic Seed Invasion, roared in fury.

Simultaneously, its memory rapidly lost a small part, permanently forgetting it was an avatar, believing it was the real Blood Cicada!

Then it began to struggle frantically!

However, it was futile; as more and more Silk Threads entangled it, it gradually and completely lost the ability to move. After successfully undergoing Demon Seeding, it froze in mid-air.

The next moment, Wang Zijia emerged from the Void.

Name: Blood Cicada

Type: Special Rule Life

Status: Alien Blood Sea Path Fruit Successor

Talent: Parasitism, Liquid, Differentiation.

Introduction: A discarded one unaware of its own abandonment, still thinking itself the boss. From a certain point of view, it could indeed be considered an original being, as there was no longer a primary and secondary consciousness.

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Looking at the information of the Blood Cicada, Wang Zijia, who initially thought he had caught the original entity, paused in silence.

’Is this... completely schizophrenic, split into two complete beings?’

’This damn Evil Cicada really clings to life!’

’If I don’t deal with him, would this thing fight with the other original body?’

At this moment, Wang Zijia’s thoughts began to diverge.

"On what methods do you rely to track me?" asked the resigned Blood Cicada, looking at Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia gave him a pitiful look, not even interested in making small talk.

With a wave of his hand, he tossed the immobile, quail egg-sized Blood Pearl into the altar in his hand.

At this moment, the altar already contained dozens of little finger-sized Blood Pearls.

Immediately, Wang Zijia activated the altar again, from which limitless golden Silk Threads surged out. Wang Zijia waited for a moment, then his expression suddenly became astonished.

This time, after the curse locked on, the resistance was particularly strong, and no attempt to escape was made.

"Not dividing any further? Are you preparing for a final stand?"

Wang Zijia shook his head, with how intertwined they were now, the depth of their karma already sealed the destiny of this person.

He took a step forward and vanished without a trace.

Because the Demon Seeding hadn’t been completed, this time it wasn’t a traversal through the Chaotic Sea of Knowledge, but a legitimate break through space, fortunately, this time his target didn’t seem too far away.

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Now, about the Blood Cicada, after completing the dangerous splitting of consciousness and creating a fake self, he didn’t flee too far but merely traveled about a thousand miles.

He then instantly plunged into a forest, rushing into the body of an ordinary wild beast, not to parasitize, but to lie quietly in hiding.

Clearly, he was counting on his split self, capable of contending for dominance, to confuse Wang Zijia and thereby shake him off completely.

However, in the next moment, to his despair, he saw countless silk threads burst out from the void and rush toward him.

This time, he didn’t run away.

He merely separated from the body of the wild beast.

His true form, the size of a quail egg and blood-colored, wriggled and gradually grew, transforming into a young man composed of Blood Water.

The young man bore a seven-tenths resemblance to Qi Chounu but was much younger, with the remaining three-tenths somewhat resembling the once Evil Cicada Ming Cheng, as if he were their child.

In the middle of the blood-water young man’s forehead, a blood-colored crystal was embedded, flickering incessantly at this moment, with rich Dao power forming a light shield, enveloping him.

At this point, innumerable silk threads had already rushed over, entangling his humanoid form.

Fortunately, a special shield blocked them, preventing the threads from directly entering his body.

However, as the silk threads tightened, the shield was continuously being constricted, and it was only a matter of time before it would be wrapped up again.

"Weng!"

A Space Gate emerged, and Wang Zijia and Lei Ting stepped out from it.

"Not running anymore?" Wang Zijia asked with evident interest as he looked at the other.

At this moment, the other was still resisting the intrusion of the silk threads from the Demon Seeding, but the light shield was steadily shrinking, which clearly indicated his Dao power could only delay the process, not completely stop it, otherwise, there wouldn’t have been a half-day chase.

The Blood Cicada looked at Wang Zijia, not saying a word.

Wang Zijia then seriously took a good look at the Blood Cicada, and after seeing the other’s appearance, he paused before saying, "Who are you really, the Evil Cicada or Qi Chounu?"

The Blood Cicada remained silent for a long while, feeling Wang Zijia still covertly exerting more strength around him, the surrounding Dao-powered shield gradually being compressed, he finally spoke.

"Is it because I swallowed your flesh and blood?"

The abrupt statement made Wang Zijia freeze for a moment, asking subconsciously, "What?"

"You managed to catch up with me because I swallowed your flesh and blood, and that’s why I was born, right?" asked the Blood Cicada again.

"Uh..." Wang Zijia was stunned, realizing why they seemed so closely related. He truly was kindred flesh and blood—bold enough to consume his flesh and blood!

"Where did you get my blood..." Wang Zijia, dumbstruck, was about to ask something, but he suddenly remembered something and said, "It seems you are Qi Chounu, indeed. It was only in the Void battlefield that I left quite a bit of flesh and blood."

Yet, the Blood Cicada didn’t pay attention to Wang Zijia’s words, as if talking to himself, "It seems that this is really the reason! It appears that your Tao Fruit has something to do with karma and destiny, right?"

In his words, there was a thick sense of unwillingness.

"What, you still want to struggle a bit?" Wang Zijia questioned in return.

The Blood Cicada looked around at the shield that was being compressed down onto his body by the threads. As the two conversed, Wang Zijia was still furiously increasing the force.

Knowing he didn’t have much time left.

"Honestly, I’m quite resentful. I was killed by you several times eight thousand years ago, and then again eight years past. I had thought I could take everything back, but who would have guessed, everything was set in stone the moment I was born eight years ago! I really can’t stand it!"

As he spoke, the Blood Cicada’s expression constantly changed.

Wang Zijia was taken aback and asked incredulously, "Qi Chounu is also your reincarnation? So, the battle in the Delta eight years ago was when you confirmed my identity as the reincarnation of Li Shenghong and came for revenge?"

The Blood Cicada did not respond to Wang Zijia. He knew Wang Zijia didn’t care about these things; he just wanted to waste time.

The Blood Cicada looked at Wang Zijia, his eyes flashing continuously.

The threads were pulling tighter, already on the verge of embedding into his blood-colored body.

"You’ve won, but... you won’t get much of a bargain out of this!" the Blood Cicada suddenly said with a crazed glint in his eyes as the blood-colored crystal on his forehead burst forth with intense light.

Wang Zijia was startled, his mind flashing back to the exaggerated self-destruction Lei Ting had pulled off before.

If this guy really could self-destruct that crystal which seemed to be a Tao Fruit, sheesh...

Instinctively, Wang Zijia and Lei Ting frantically retreated, while Wang Zijia pushed even harder, the golden silk threads continuing to burrow into the opposite body’s blood-colored flesh.

"Ah..."

As the crystal flickered, the Blood Cicada let out a piercing scream, and the next moment, he violently reached out and tore the crystal from his forehead.

As the crystal was removed, countless threads composed of Tao and reason were pulled out of the Blood Cicada’s body, looking as if numerous roots had grown out of the crystal’s base, embedding themselves into his body.

And with both crystal and Tao silks being forcefully extracted, the Blood Cicada’s entire form began to collapse. It was not just the flesh and blood composing his body that was disintegrating but the very rules of his existence as a Rule Life were also falling apart.

Wang Zijia, after realizing that the other wasn’t about to self-destruct, charged back.

"Breathing..." With labored breaths, the Blood Cicada watched Wang Zijia, melting like a wax figure, yet displaying a sinister smile.

In his hand, the crystal he held, still faintly flickering after being pulled out, was continuously retracting threads of Tao and reason.

"Did you know, my birth was actually thanks to you and this thing? Moreover... your flesh and blood seem to be mysteriously compatible with it, and in fact, it was originally yours."