379 Sacred Embryo (1/2)

Mo Wen continued to insert the needles without expression, as though he didn't hear the horrifying screams. As there were more and more needles inserted into Huo Changxing's body, Mo Wen's forehead started to sweat. It seemed to be strenuous for him, too.

The needle technique that he performed was one of the four famous needle techniques of the Mo Clan from his previous life. It was called the Soul Extraction Needle. The function of the Soul Extraction Needle was to drive out all the negative elements in the body, extracting everything that was harmful. For ancient martial art practitioners, when they suffered from internal injuries, such as another's Inner Qi invading their bodies and forcefully destroying their bodily functions, the nasty Inner Qi could be easily driven out of their bodies using the Soul Extraction Needle.

The thing in Huo Changxing's body worked under the same principle. Using the Soul Extraction Needle remedy suited the case. The goal was to extract the thing from his body.

The screaming was getting louder. The sound waves were like ripples in water, rippling out in circles continuously. The waves could almost be seen by the naked eye. The table, chair, bed, and other furniture in the room were reduced to fine powder by the shock of the sound waves.

If Mo Wen had not set up a layer of Qi encasement in the room that the sound waves couldn't escape from, the whole residential area would most likely have been affected, let alone the room.

The sharp screaming lasted for half an hour, and it got more and more high-pitched. Finally, a crimson light mass suddenly came out from Huo Changxing's Baihui point. When it first appeared, it was like a cloud of flame, blood-red in color. The cold, crimson flame lit up the room.

”It knows how to escape.” A glint of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. Right after the crimson flame appeared outside of Huo Changxing's body, it escaped with a dash, seemingly wanting to sneak out of the room through the window.

To Mo Wen's surprise, the lump of strange energy had basic awareness. It was indeed not simple. Naturally, Mo Wen wouldn't let the crimson light mass escape. He extended his hand and made a grab for it. Instantaneously, the room was filled with his Inner Qi. A black claw quietly appeared on top of the crimson flame. With a scoop, the claw caught the crimson flame.

The black claw returned to Mo Wen silently with a flash. Right when Mo Wen was about to examine the crimson flame in detail, it suddenly brightened up and unexpectedly escaped from the black claw's grasp.

With a sharp scream, the crimson flame morphed into a giant red bat and pounced on Mo Wen.

”Humph. A reckless act.” Mo Wen snorted coldly. He waved his sleeve, and instantly, dozens of Qi of swords were emitted, slicing the red bat to pieces. The bat disintegrated and formed clouds of crimson light.

The strange crimson light mass was incredibly intelligent. In the blink of an eye, the dispersed crimson light mass once again gathered. However, it didn't continue to attack Mo Wen; instead, it tried to escape again. It could actually determine that it wasn't Mo Wen's opponent.

Again, a glint of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The crimson light mass was not a living organism; it was an energy mass with the breath of life. The more Mo Wen discovered how extraordinary the crimson light mass was, the more he didn't want to let go of it. It was a pure mass of Qi and blood. For him, it had many uses and was equivalent to a high-level spiritual medicine.

A glint of light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The next moment, a black and gold swirl appeared quietly at the bottom of the crimson light mass. The crimson light mass flickered and was sucked into the black and gold swirl without any resistance, disappearing in an instant.

Then, with a flash, the black and gold swirl appeared in Mo Wen's hand. The black and gold light slowly dissipated, leaving only a lump of crimson material in Mo Wen's hand. The crimson light mass had transformed into a lump of liquid that moved continuously.

”This is good stuff!” A glint of amazement flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The power of Qi and blood in the crimson light mass was indeed astonishing. If it was concocted into a panacea, it would most likely have the function of revitalizing blood and flesh. He took out a bottle from his medicine spiritual ring and forcefully stored the crimson light mass in it. He sealed the opening of the bottle and put it in the storage ring.

What Mo Wen didn't know was that the moment he sealed the crimson light mass, a furious voice rang out in an ancient and mysterious castle located far away in England. ”Who has the audacity to kidnap a Sacred Embryo Incarnation!?”

In a huge, mysterious, and solemn palace, there were dozens of mysterious men dressed in black robes and hidden in shadows sitting in the palace hall. Those people seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. All of them were like logs, not moving for a very, very long time. They seemed to be long dead and had turned into fossils.

There were ten crimson flame lanterns lit up behind every man. The lanterns emitted an eerie and strange glow. The whole palace hall was enveloped in the light of the crimson flame lanterns. It was filled with austere gloominess. However, behind one of the men, a crimson flame lantern had silently extinguished. It formed a huge contrast with the other nine crimson flame lanterns that were still burning brightly.

The corresponding man suddenly opened his eyes. Two streaks of crimson light flashed, and his eyes were blood-red in color like two ruby stones. Right now, his eyes were filled with anger. He stood up, flustered and exasperated.

”Wait until I catch you. I will surely keep you as a blood slave. I will feed on your blood and flesh every day.” The man in the black robe had a cold expression. With a flash, he disappeared from the palace hall as though he had teleported. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The palace hall sank into dead silence once again. Other than the extinguished crimson flame lantern and the man in the black robe who had left, nothing had changed. As for the other men in black robes, they were like dead stones, unchanging from the beginning until the end.