Chapter 1007: Demonic Power from the Origin (1/2)

In the depths of the Dead Star Sea.

A group of enormous low-tier Demons was flying through the gaps among numerous floating meteors like sharks wandering in the depths of the sea.

The largest of them had a few dozen high-tier Demons sitting on its back, most of which were at the eighth grade, with only three at the ninth grade.

The grand patriarch at the forefront was none other than Cardy the Blood Warden from the Gaytons Clan.

Cardy had the stature of a tall, burly man. Clad in a suit of heavy armor that was carved with countless purple patterns, he was wreathed in a pungent bloody aura.

Piled up at the end of the enormous low-tier Demon’s back were dead Void domain experts, all of whom had been Fang Yuan’s subordinates.

A violent shudder suddenly ran through Cardy.

The two ninth grade Demons behind Cardy sensed his flesh aura bursting out like a volcano erupting simultaneously, and thus asked, “Is something wrong, eldest brother?”

“The flesh auras I left in Fang Tianyi’s domain are being dissolved,” Cardy said with a deep look in his eyes.

“That can’t be!” One of them exclaimed in shock. “Your flesh auras carry the imprints of that ancestor of ours. Only God domain human experts might have a chance at dissolving them. But there shouldn’t be any God domain humans in the Realm of Remote Heaven now, right?

“Judging by the time, the fifth Son of the Stars of the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace must have just returned to the Realm of Remote Heaven.”

Cardy shook his head, confusion filling his face. “No, it’s not a God domain human expert. This is odd... The method being used to dissolve the ancestral imprints is very different from what humans usually use.”

“A nonhuman method?” The ninth grade Demon once again exclaimed in shock.

“It feels like someone is using his or her own flesh auras to refine the ancestral imprints bit by bit,” Cardy said with knitted brow. “Ancestral imprints carry our people’s most original power. Such power can only be refined by powerful grand monarchs.”

Losing those ancestral imprints would be a significant loss for Cardy.

In fact, he had thought the imprints of a tenth grade grand monarch would unravel and destroy Fang Tianyi’s domain within a short time.

After that, he would be able to summon them back using his bloodline magic.

He had thought it was worth the risk of losing those ancestral imprint to kill a late Saint domain human expert.

However, as the ancestral imprints started to vanish, he grew anxious. “Who the hell is it? The humans have long since broken up with all of the outsider and Ancientspirit races. There’s no way powerful experts of the other races would want to refine our ancestral imprints at the expense of their own flesh power!”

“Humans have been breeding hybrids, right?” Another ninth grade Demon chimed in.

Cardy let out a cold snort. “They haven’t made a single hybrid that possesses actual strength yet. Those ancestral imprints carry bloodline wonders that are even beyond our level. But as far as I know, the bloodlines humans stole from us to breed hybrids were a bunch of weak ones. Those hybrids have to enter the ninth grade at least in order to gain a slim chance at refining our ancestral imprints. But they haven’t been breeding hybrids for long, so they can’t possibly have any ninth grade hybrids.”

“Then what is it?”

“I don’t know either. My soul awareness in those flesh auras has long since been expelled. Plus the long distance... I can’t tell exactly what’s happening by relying on my bloodline connection alone.”

“So what do we do about those ancestral imprints?”

“Let’s wait for a bit longer and see what happens.”

...

At the edge of the Realm of Remote Heaven.

Nie Tian continued to channel flesh power from Demon corpses to regenerate his Blood Essence.

As soon as he recovered all ten drops of them, he would return to Fang Tianyi’s room, where he eliminated the flesh power Cardy had left in Fang Tianyi’s domain by relying on the wonders of his unique bloodline.

Fang Yuan and Han Wanrong observed the whole time.

Nie Tian repeated the process over and over.

As Nie Tian drained his flesh power once again, and returned to Fang Yuan’s cultivation room to recover, Fang Yuan and Han Wanrong walked up to Fang Tianyi.

“How are you feeling, clanmaster?” Fang Yuan asked.