Chapter 466: The Rotten Flesh of All Living Things (1/2)

In Qi Hai’s eyes, Lu Yun saw both himself and the thing behind him. He couldn’t quite exactly describe what the thing was; it looked like a pile of bloody, rotten flesh, firmly stuck to his back, but he couldn’t feel it at all.

“It’s alive?” He forced himself to calm down.

“Yes, it is,” nodded Qi Hai.

“And you know what it is?” Lu Yun asked instinctively. Qi Hai’s sombreness worried him.

“I told you when you were refining the hearts’ blood of ten thousand spirits that the blood brings misfortune, so be cautious,” Qi Hai sighed.

The shamans still possessed the Blood Formation of Ten Thousand Spirits, but the method to refine hearts’ blood had been lost to time. Xingzi’s memories contained only the formation; it’d been the long-lived Qi Hai who’d taught Lu Yun the method.

He’d warned the young man back then that using it would attract misfortune, but Lu Yun had naturally ignored it at the time, not realizing that the so-called ‘misfortune’ would come for him now.

“It lives, but there is no blood in it. It thirsts for your own heart’s blood,” Qi Hai continued. “You cannot look at it directly or try perceiving it using any of your senses. Otherwise, it will steal your blood in an instant.”

When Lu Yun had harvested the ten thousand spirits’ hearts’ blood, he’d taken only a tiny bit from each, then healed them afterward with pills. The thing on his back, on the other hand, would take all of the blood in his heart at once.

The heart was the most important organ in the human body, and the blood flowing through the aorta was the source of life for both body and soul. If it were drained, the body would instantly die, and the soul would be considerably injured as well.

Lu Yun took a deep breath. “It… really doesn’t seem like it’s alive.”

“Yet it does live.” Qi Hai pressed his lips together. “Its soul is filled with turmoil and spurred by resentment, but it’s definitely alive.”

“How can I get rid of it?” This was the question Lu Yun most wanted to know the answer to. Master of hell, lord over Life and Death, hijacked by some bizarre creature after his blood? The prospect upset him greatly.

“I don’t know,” Qi Hai shook his head. “Only two people have ever lived after refining the hearts’ blood of ten thousand spirits. I thought this thing was long gone… I had no idea it was still alive! I wouldn’t have taught you how to refine the blood in the first place if I’d known it was alive.”

The shamans’ Blood Formation was set up with blood left over from the era of human dao. No shaman actually knew how to refine the blood themselves; even if someone were to harvest the hearts’ blood of countless creatures today, they wouldn’t be able to mix all of the blood together.

The ancient strode forward and grabbed at the thing behind Lu Yun, but the young man handily sidestepped him. Despite the grave obstacle on his back, he could still move.

“You want to take that thing onto yourself?” Lu Yun frowned.

“It’s the only way,” said Qi Hai. “I will bring it into hell, where you are the master. Perhaps you can destroy it there.”

“Absolutely not!” Lu Yun shot him down. “I’m worried it’ll make more trouble there.”

Although he could momentarily get rid of the thing plastered to his back if he returned to hell, he would return to the same moment in time and space once he exited.

In other words, he would be back where he started. Plus, the rotten flesh was a terrifying living creature that was far stronger than him. He didn’t actually have the ability to bring it into hell himself, which was why Qi Hai had wanted to transfer the rotten flesh. He could do what Lu Yun couldn’t.