Chapter 1740: Three Kinds of Archdevil Bloodlines Awakened (1/2)

Huang Xiaolong sat cross-legged in the air, ten meters above the Demon God Blood Pool, and then took out the two grandmist aura rivers.

The two streams of grandmist auras resembled two small rivers. Neither of the grandmist aura ran away after coming out from the spatial container; instead, they danced excitedly around Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong chuckled good-naturedly watching this familiar scene. The intimate reactions of the two grandmist aura rivers did not surprise him. When he and Senior Brother Jiang Hong had found the grandmist aura and purple grandmist aura in the Barbarians Space, both the grandmist aura and purple grandmist aura had also felt close to him.

Even Senior Brother Jiang Hong had complained enviously that even he, as the senior brother, was not as popular as Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong adjusted his condition, then began circulating the Grandmist Parasitic Medium. The two grandmist aura rivers reacted immediately, drilling into Huang Xiaolong’s body one after another through his palm.

The two grandmist aura rivers appeared in Huang Xiaolong’s mind upon entering his body.

As Huang Xiaolong circulated the Grandmist Parasitic Medium, his three supreme godheads absorbed the grandmist energy waves from the two grandmist aura rivers.

Huang Xiaolong was completely enshrouded in resplendent lights.

At the same time, at the bottom of the Demon God Blood Pool, slivers of golden-colored blood qi rose to the surface and entered Huang Xiaolong’s body.

As these slivers of golden blood qi continuously entered Huang Xiaolong’s body, the three powerful and mysterious archdevils’ bloodlines inside his body gradually awakened.

It was akin to a mighty fierce beast that had been in slumber for numerous millenniums. Once it awakened, it would shake the thirty-three skies.

The days turned into months.

Huang Xiaolong was enshrouded with a cocoon of bright dazzling lights.

As the three powerful and mysterious archdevil bloodlines within Huang Xiaolong’s body awakened, the lights enshrouding Huang Xiaolong flickered between three dazzling colors.

Three dazzling lights intensified with time as if something was brewing within.

Huang Xiaolong was concentrating on refining the two grandmist aura rivers, and trying to awaken his archdevils bloodlines by borrowing the Demon God Blood Pool’s energy. At this time, in the Spirits World’s Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s headquarters, Shi Wushuang was raging with killing intent as he spoke to Shi Ming, “Old Ancestor, I am certain that Yu’er was killed by that bast*rd Duwei! Send the army. We’ll attack the Mohe Plane, and kill Duwei, Tai Yue, and all of them!”

“Moreover, only by killing Duwei can we unify Hell without any impediment!”

Shi Ming’s eyes glimmered.

Some of the present Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s Ancestors clamored with a fervor.

The Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe’s defeat at the Nethersea was like a fishbone stuck in their throats ever since, and now, Shi Yinyu’s death had lit up the fury fermenting in their hearts.

Shi Ming raised a hand to silence all of them.

“Duwei, must be killed, but now is not the time.” Shi Ming went on calmly, “Since he dared expose the Netherworld King’s Organisation’s headquarters, there must be a reason for his confidence. The Netherworld King’s Organisation’s headquarters is likely to be protected by grand array formations laid out by the last Lord of Hell.”

Although his cultivation had continued to improve in these years, Shi Ming still wasn't very confident about breaking the last Lord of Hell's array formations.

Upon hearing the mention of ‘Lord of Hell,’ everyone shut up. Even Shi Wushuang fell silent.

The Lord of Hell was an existence who had ruled over Hell for countless billions of years, even though the Lord of Hell was no longer there, just the mention of him was enough to deter many.

“Therefore, before we successfully forge the Blade of Death, let Duwei, that clown, jump a while longer.” Shi Ming added, “Once Blade of Death’s forging is completed successfully, we’ll attack the Mohe Plane, destroy the Netherworld King’s Organisation, and unify Hell!”

“Then, our army will march to the Divine World, and attack the Heavenly Court! We will rule over the universe!”

Shi Ming’s cold voice echoed, reverberating in the great hall.

The Blade of Death was the grandmist treasure artifact that they were currently forging.

In truth, Shi Ming had been making preparations to forge the Blade of Death since their Nine Yin Giant Corpse Tribe had lost the inheritance treasure, the Nine Yin Magic Mirror, in the battle against the Ancient Heavenly Court.