135Chapter 120 Betrayal_i
Translator: 549690339
“A bunch of idiots!”
Standing on the stone altar, Whale Falling Chen removed his hand from the stone surface and looked back at the people frozen in place, unable to hide his scorn.
If there truly were ruins, how could he bring them here?
As for the palace, it was just a guise. The most valuable part of the whole ruin was this altar, capable of releasing silvery illusionary lightning. Anyone struck by it would fall into an illusion, irretrievably trapped.
“However, this perfectly demonstrates how well I masked my intentions, otherwise, these dunces wouldn’t have fallen for it so easily!”
He stroked his white beard and couldn’t help letting out a complacent chuckle.
Next, he took out a bronze cauldron half a person’s height from his storage bag, removed the cauldron lid to reveal a cauldron full of sticky blood plasma.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Blood coloured faces, as if sealed within, revealing their features and struggling and roaring towards the outside, but unable to break free.
“After refining these few people, my Blood Pill should be almost ready!”
Whale Falling Chen placed the bronze cauldron on the altar, sat cross-legged in front of it, performed hand seals, and condensed several spiritual symbols, imprinting them into the ground of the altar.
As the symbols were merged into the ground, all the stone pillars in the pit began to light up with mysterious patterns.
As time passed, when the lit patterns covered the whole pit, strands of silvery threads appeared, slowly pulling the few people levitating in the air, suspending them above the stone shark mask.
Shen Gai, Wang Yin Xian, Yang Wanshou, Zhang Tianluo, Xu Yiren, including Xu Mu, all six of them had their eyes shut, their faces showing painful struggle, drowning in a nightmare unable to extricate themselves, completely unaware of everything happening around them.
Whale Falling Chen smirked, completely relaxed, his body surged with spiritual power, silk seals flowed out of his hands and infused into the bronze cauldron.
Hum!
One by one, the runes on the cauldron lit up, the struggling of the sticky blood plasma inside became more intense as if sensing a life and death crisis.
A small vortex appeared at the center of the blood, rapidly expanding to fill the entire cauldron, thin strands of blood flew out of it, forming a complex network of nerves, extending towards the bodies of the people in the air.
Shortly, the blood vessels had completely covered the six people, forming six blood cocoons. The blood vessels wriggled, resembling living human veins.
The color of excitement in Whale Falling Chen’s eyes grew stronger, gradually turning into fanaticism.
What he did not know was that a bird, covered with green feathers and a body burning with blue flame, had flown out from behind him on the ground.
Whale Falling Chen slightly frowned, sensing an anomaly just as the blue bird opened its beak.
Cheep!
A long chirp echoed throughout the entire underground altar instantaneously.
Caught completely off guard, Whale Falling Chen’s mind went blank, his ears buzzing nonstop.
Before he could react, a sharp longsword imbued with golden-blue thunderlight had already pierced through his chest.
Crackle!
Violent thunder and fire power surged out from the sword, frantically destroying his meridians and organs, quickly eroding his vitality.
Whale Falling Chen’s entire body was engulfed by boundless golden thunder, and within a few breaths, he had lost all power to resist, becoming extremely feeble.
“You… cough cough… who are you…”
Whale Falling Chen’s eyes were filled with despair, devoid of any light, and the blood he coughed out was black.
However, the person behind him had no intentions of letting him die in peace, still continuously releasing thunder and fire until Whale Falling Chen’s entire body was charred, dead beyond doubt, before finally withdrawing his sword slowly.
Whale Falling Chen’s corpse slumped on the stone platform, revealing the figure of the person behind him.
With determined eyes and brows, his body surrounded by thunder, sword in hand.
It was Xu Mu!
“Old man, I never trusted you!”
Xu Mu spoke in an even tone.
He never believed in pie dropping from the sky.
Since Whale Falling Chen brought up this matter, he had been on guard and prepared many measures.
Right before entering the ruins, he had substituted his true body with the wooden puppet he purchased.
The original intention for these low-level puppets was to test the dangers of the ruins. However, once he realized that the environment here could confuse divine intent, he thought to let them replace his body while he himself hid on the side.
He wouldn’t risk himself, even against dangers he could potentially withstand.
For example, the silver phantom thunder just now, if he guarded his consciousness sea with the blue bird, he might be able to withstand it.
In addition, his Heavenly Extreme Purple Thunder Body – even if these blood cocoons wrapped him, they may not absorb the essence within his body.
But having taken a fall with Mu Yunwan once, he would not expose himself to danger again.
It is safer to hide in the dark, free to come and go, able to react in time to any of the opponent’s moves.
If it weren’t for the essence blood of the Phantom Thunder Silver Shark, he wouldn’t have come at all.
This kind of proactive risk-taking is not his style.
“Don’t let me down!”
Xu Mu summoned the Blue Bird, devoured the essence of Whale Falling Chen, and began to inspect his memories.
“Hmm? This is interesting!”
After a long time, he opened his eyes, showing a hint of surprise.
According to the memories, Whale Falling Chen had been planning this for a long time. His established Whale Sea Gang and the pleasure-seeking external image were all camouflage.
Not only to deceive the other people in the gang, but also to distract people so he could secretly make the Blood Pill.
Normally, for core formation, one condenses their essence and spirit into a Benyuan Golden Pill.
Regrettably, Whale Falling Chen’s talent was not sufficient. By the time he reached the Perfection of Foundation Establishment, his age had already exceeded the minimum limit of 250 years, and his chances of core formation were slim.
He later exhausted a lot of savings and forcefully tried once but not only did he not succeed, but he also left a host of hidden problems.
However, Whale Falling Chen was different from Yang Wanshou. Yang Wanshou was only in the middle stage of Foundation establishment when his life was coming to an end, truly hopeless. But Whale Falling Chen, although similarly at the end of his life, was only one step away.
Under such circumstances, very few cultivators would give in. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they’d bet everything.
It’s like Si Tan’er’s grandfather Si Xuanjing!
Indeed there’s great terror between life and death!
In the end, Whale Falling Chen went through great lengths to find this Blood Pill Method.
Blood Pill is one of many external alchemy methods in the Demonic Dao.
First, through the Pill Furnace, collect a large amount of cultivator’s essence blood, merge it with various precious materials to create a blood pill equivalent to a golden pill, then swallow it and integrate it with oneself to accomplish the Golden Pill Realm.
This kind of shortcut method makes core formation incredibly easy, but it has many drawbacks. It was originally a method researched by the Demon Gate to produce cannon fodder. Few people knew it, and even fewer used it.
But for Whale Falling Chen, this was his only option.
The unexpected thing for Xu Mu was, the blood pill currently being refined in the furnace in front of him, was not the first time Whale Falling Chen had tried to make one.
He had already tried once over a decade ago, and as a result, he destroyed the Blood Bone Gang he had created.
Later after he gathered the materials, he created the Whale Sea Gang. On the one hand, he secretly collected the essence blood of ordinary cultivators, and on the other, he recruited Foundation Establishment Stage experts to use as final refining materials.
“It’s truly pathetic and pitiful!”
Xu Mu sighed, grabbed Whale Falling Chen’s storage bag and refined it, taking out a fist-sized lump of silver-white liquid.
It is the essence blood of the Phantom Thunder Silver Shark!
Just as Whale Falling Chen said, the essence blood of these Phantom Thunder Silver Sharks was indeed extracted from the wreckage.
The discrepancy was that he didn’t extract from a single bone, but had already extracted once from all the bones. He even sold off a portion of it to exchange for resources to repair this ancient relic.
“But the rest is enough for me to use!”
With this lump of Phantom Thunder Silver Shark essence blood, Xu Mu’s purpose for this journey can be considered accomplished.
As for the contents of Whale Falling Chen’s storage bag, they were just a bonus. There wasn’t much valuable stuff inside. In order to make the Blood Pill, Whale Falling Chen had already depleted his savings.
Xu Mu looked at the big furnace still operating slowly before him, considering whether to stop it or complete the remaining steps to produce a true Blood Pill..