C4 (1/2)

Hong Ling's Primordial Spirit was quickly moving forward in the passage they had created. His body constantly flashed, and in a few jumps, he had already traveled a long distance.

In the spatial and temporal pressure of the void tunnel, his Primordial Spirit was on the verge of collapsing. Hong Ling clenched his teeth and endured.

The Primordial Spirit's power was already a type of mystical soul power, and now that it circulated within his Primordial Spirit's meridian points, it actually began to expand like a snowball. It became more and more powerful, and forced the spatial and temporal power that had invaded the Primordial Spirit out of his body.

”This Primordial Spirit power is really mysterious!” Hong Ling clenched his illusory fists, he was extremely excited.

In the vast sky, there were countless stars. Hong Ling's Primordial Spirit appeared from within the shattered void, and like a meteor, it quickly fell into a dense forest.

Even though he had used the body of a Primordial Spirit to circulate the《 Jiuzhuan Profound Technique》 and barely managed to withstand the impact of the spatial and temporal turbulence, the huge consumption of soul energy had still made it difficult for him. At this time, his Primordial Spirit was dim and his consciousness was a little blurry.

A gigantic vortex instantly appeared in front of his eyes. Before Hong Ling could regain his senses, he quickly swallowed his Primordial Spirit.

”What's going on?”

When Hong Ling opened his eyes again, he discovered that his body was currently wet. And he could feel that his body had actually shrunk.

He touched his own face, then his own arms, and even lowered his head to look at his crotch.

There was no doubt that Hong Ling was certain that he had completed the reincarnation process. Moreover, his body was being corroded by another drop of the ancestor's blood, and was almost completely transformed by the vampire.

”How could the transformation of the Blood of the Ancestor be completed so quickly?”

Hong Ling looked at his mind. The drop of dark red Ancestral Blood was intertwined with a golden pupil, continuously corroding it and transforming it.

Legend has it that in the depths of the human brain, there is a third eye, the legendary Heavenly Eye. The sixth sense of a human comes from this.

Once one's fate had evolved again and left the trajectory of the heavenly dao, one would turn into a Divine Substance. From now on, one's fate would be in their own hands, and there would be no way to predict the future.

Of course, to turn one's fate into that of a Divine Substance, the pain one had to endure would completely exceed the limits of what an ordinary person could endure.

In the process of turning his fate into a Divine Substance, it was actually destructive, and could endanger his soul. If it was serious, his soul might even dissipate.

To the current Hong Ling, the destructive power produced by the formation of Divine Substance would not pose much of a threat to his soul.

His soul was already a powerful Primordial Spirit and his body had already been turned into a vampire by the Blood of the Ancestral Founder during the period of time his soul was in deep sleep. At this moment, Hong Ling was waiting for the Divine Substance to form and fall out of his sea of consciousness.

Each of them only had one Heaven's Eye in their entire lives. Hong Ling originally thought that he had already used one Heaven's Eye before, and would never be able to condense another one in his life.

But he forgot, at this moment, his body was in his second life, so he obtained a second Divine Substance.

Once he used this second Divine Substance and completed his transformation into the ancestor's body, his cultivation of the [Jiuzhuan Profound Technique] would no longer be a barrier to him. When he thought of this, he could not help but laugh out loud.

When the woman, who was dashing through the forest, heard the happy laughter of a baby, a trace of love flashed in her eyes.

There was blood at the corner of her mouth and tears in her eyes. Her exceptional face was filled with sadness.

A figure quickly flashed and appeared by her side. She saw that his previously fluttering white clothes had already been dyed red with blood. Tears flowed from her eyes.

”Darling, is your injury serious?”

She trembled as she reached out her hand, gently pressing it against the man's back. Her fair palm circulated with energy, as she continuously sent Authentic Qi into his body to help heal his injuries, and also replenished his consumed Authentic Qi.

Xue'er, I'm fine, don't waste any more Authentic Qi s for me, you just gave birth to Lin'er, you've consumed too much of your blood, if you continue to extend my life like this, I'm afraid my foundation will be damaged!

The man smiled elegantly and lovingly wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her with him as he continuously leaped through the air into the depths of the forest.

Not far behind them, a group of masked black-clothed people looked at each other, looking at the dozen or so companions who were half-kneeling on the ground, tightly clutching their throats.

The men were half-kneeling, trying to cover the spray of blood from their throats with their hands, but it was futile.

Hot blood oozed out of their fingers like a flood. They held onto their necks tightly, and the heads on their shoulders suddenly fell backwards, leaving behind only headless corpses that were spurting blood.

”As expected of the number one marquis in the Chu Army. He was able to kill dozens of our brothers in a row even though he was severely injured. We can't let him live!”

A leader in black stood up, the long sword in his hand unsheathed with a clang, flashing coldly in the fragmented sunlight.

”Hong Qing, as one of the Twins of the Great Chu Empire, and also from the Great Chu Royal Clan, is naturally a peerless Heaven's Pride. In the entire world, people like him, who are considered top-notch, are few in number!”

”Moreover, his wife, Shang Xue, is also a top martial artist, her cultivation is unfathomable. If it were not for the two of them forcibly activating the Heavenly Fate Rankings in the Great Chu and getting heavily injured by the legendary Ghost Xiong Sword, we would not have been so easily injured!”

”Rumor has it that his wife, Shang Xue, comes from a powerful underworld clan. I wonder if that's true or not!”

The group of people quickly flew past the treetops. It was as if countless streaks of black lightning were piercing through the sky. Their interweaving tyrannical auras created a storm in the sky, bringing with it a monstrous killing intent.

Hong Qing quickly moved his body, the Qi around his body revolved unceasingly, he looked at the majestic wave of Qi behind him, the killing intent in his eyes rising once again.