The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 238 - 129: Inscription of the Original Divine Skills! _3

Chapter 238: Chapter 129: Inscription of the Original Divine Skills! _3

Bai Di looked at Qi Yuan, his eyes conveyed a sense of thrill. He had never expected to see his mentor at this point, "Master, don’t come here unless you reach the sixth realm!

Yanran got the Tablet of Destiny - she’s not herself anymore!"

Yanran was beaming.

One drop of blood that even the Supreme could not injure.

How then could she take Ningtuo away?

"Devil, I’ll take the canary today. If you want to see her, the real you, come find me in the Ten Thousand Demon Palace!"

Qi Yuan’s expression was incredibly calm. His endless self-blame and guilt had transformed into fervent killing intent.

"One drop of blood will be enough to kill you!"

With Qi Yuan’s words, a terrifying transformation took place in the bloody figure he formed.

Blood of Divine Souls!

The blood of Divine Souls fell from the Void and were used by Qi Yuan at that moment.

The Blood of the Divine Souls he acquired from the Old Black Chicken could be parasitic within treasures.

It could form the treasure into a Divine Souls Artifact.

Is there any treasure more precious than his blood?

This was a drop of blood from Heavenly Foundation Building!

At this moment, Qi Yuan transformed himself into a Divine Souls Artifact.

As the Blood of Divine Souls fell, Qi Yuan’s blood underwent a major transformation.

He glanced at the canary, "Wait for me!"

Once he became a Divine Souls Artifact, he could no longer manifest his consciousness here.

The figure in the blood-colored robe began to transform.

Engraving!

In the Unreturning City.

Qi Yuan roared.

He finally realized why he couldn’t engrave his own Divine Skills.

In the illusion, he cut off one of his arms, forgetting the consciousness that the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons had forced onto him, the consciousness of him being the Great Demon.

That arm turned into a drop of blood.

The drop of blood was an infinite source of demons, the Great Demon, the root of all evils.

Only the drop of blood was truly compatible with the fundamental Divine Skill, Heart Demon Attraction.

He wanted to engrave this skill onto the Divine Souls Artifact!

Within the barrier, the figure in the blood-colored robe had already disappeared.

In Ningtuo’s eyes, a deep sense of reluctance was evident.

The figure in the blood-colored robe had transformed into a blood-red, enchanting long sword at that moment.

In Yanran’s eyes displayed greed, "Transforming oneself into a Divine Souls Artifact, what a sophisticated method.

This sword, even in the hands of an ordinary Supreme, could wound the Great Supreme!

Unfortunately, such a sword can only be considered exceptional. It won’t even be able to wound me, let alone kill me!"

With Yanran’s words, a change occurred with the blood-red sword.

Greed, lust, pride...

All kinds of emotions emanated from the sword.

Inside the entire barrier, everyone, including Bai Di, was somewhat unsettled.

They looked at the blood-red sword, and for the first time, their eyes revealed a look of surprise.

"Fundamental Divine Skills!" Yanran’s eyes widened, "You actually engraved the Fundamental Divine Skills on the sword, you... you really.... dare!"

Engraving the Fundamental Divine Skill on a Divine Souls Artifact is unheard of.

But Yanran knew it was feasible.

"Blood Lord, hahaha... your move really surprised me.

However, by engraving the Fundamental Divine Skill on a Divine Souls Artifact,

Your real body... is now useless!

Without the Fundamental Divine Skills, even an ordinary Supreme can destroy you!" Yanran laughed heartily.

Her evaluation of the Blood Lord was lowered.

Any practitioner who allows themselves to get carried away, will never amount to much.

"Let’s see how strong your Fundamental Divine Skills really are!"

Despite facing the Blood Lord’s Fundamental Divine Skills, Yanran was completely fearless!

After all, her realm had reached the limit of this world.

Advancing any further... would lead to unfavorable outcomes.

All her plans would be in vain.

Ningtuo held the blood-red sword and her figure soared.

With the sword in hand, she felt a sense of blood connection.

"This sword is named Void Dominator - Heart Demon Attraction!"

Ningtuo advanced, resembling an unbeatable female swordmaster.

After all these years, she could finally... fight alongside Blood Bead.

"Die!"

With one sword strike, endless blood qi filled the entire barrier.

Greed, pride, gluttony... all kinds of emotions arose.

The faces of the seven powerhouses finally conveyed a sense of panic.

Disbelief shone in Yanran’s eyes, "Heart Demon? The Great Demon? How is this possible!"

He couldn’t possibly be the real Great Demon!

This kind of Fundamental Divine Skill cannot be cultivated.

Only the Great Demon, the former Buddha, is able to cultivate it.

Because all the demons in this world originated from the Great Demon.

What’s going on?

Yanran’s eyes displayed a perplexed expression, followed by a light laugh.

The real Great Demon, huh... That makes things even more interesting!

A sword strikes out, and the seven powerhouses behind Yanran, were as fragile as porcelain dolls. Simply looking at the sword caused fractures on their bodies.

They kept screaming and crying, as if they had plunged into the Boundless Demon Domain.

The seven most powerful beings couldn’t even take a single sword strike.

On Yanran’s back, a white demon crawled out.

It was different from the others.

There was no fear in her eyes, but a smile, "Blood Lord, you’ve won this round. I’ll sacrifice this avatar.

But, what is there to fear from you, who have lost your Fundamental Divine Skills?

I’ll be waiting for you in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall!

If you don’t come in quickly, Canary... shall fall into my hands."

With her words, Yanran killed her own clone with one palm.

After all, if that sword continued, it would be enough to hurt her real body through the clone.

Yanran’s clone disappeared at that moment.

The seven powerhouses, under the torture of this sword, their Heart Demons broke their bodies and fell.

With one seemingly simple sword strike, eight powerhouses were slain.

The people of the Northern Thirteen Demons looked at each other.

The things that happened today exceeded their expectations.

At this moment, Bai Di looked at the blood-colored long sword, his eyes were filled with shock and a touch of sorrow.

Such a sword stirred up countless Heart Demons.

Was Master... really the Great Demon?

If it was true...

He didn’t know how to face it.

And Ningtuo’s small hand gripped the long sword tightly, forcing a smile on her pale face: "Blood Bead...everything in the illusion was fake."

All the pain was caused by the Ten Thousand Demons Curse after entering the Ten Thousand Demon Gate.

Blood Bead’s sword killing was also an illusion.