Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1302: There is also a Demon Blood Stealer

Just when Princess Chi was panicking and despairing, thinking that she could not escape the power of this demon master, she found that Ye Xuan frowned, and then he disappeared in a flash.

Princess Chi was slightly startled. She used her spiritual power to detect Ye Xuan's whereabouts, but could not find him at all. It seemed... that the other party had left.

This made Princess Chi at a loss for a moment. As the other party left, she found that the huge strange vortex had also disappeared.

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At this moment, Ye Xuan was actually teleported to a deeper part of the abyss.

Just a moment ago, Ye Xuan sensed a strange breath.

It was as if there was someone in this abyss, snatching the blood and essence of the demons from him.

This made him lose interest in paying attention to Princess Chi.

Ye Xuan's injuries have now mostly recovered, and his mental strength has fully recovered. He followed his feeling and rushed down.

Exerting at full speed, a hundred breaths later, Ye Xuan arrived at the bottom of the abyss.

The place he came to was a huge black mud pit.

It is a deep pit formed by a black mud that emits a pungent smell.

The previous explosion and the suction force that snatched the demon's blood essence from Ye Xuan came from this pit!
A gray mist was spreading in the mud pit, completely covering the surroundings.

But as Ye Xuan's pupils and soul were spinning, he had already seen the scene within the mist.

At the deepest part of this black mud, there is a black crystal coffin.

It was extremely huge, lying quietly in the mud pit, as if there was an ancient demon coffin, a hundred feet long, like a demon dragon, lurking in the depths of darkness. Like a demon, it suppressed the Nine Abysses and Nine Hells.

When Ye Xuan was ten thousand feet away from the black coffin, he had already sensed the extraordinary things inside the coffin. He stopped, pondered for a moment, and then sneered, "It seems that there are others who have the same goal as me."

Almost at the moment when Ye Xuan entered the ten thousand feet deep, a skinny hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin under the black mud. Slowly, an old man who looked like a skeleton sat up from the coffin.

The old man's body was almost completely black, almost skin and bones, without a single bit of flesh and blood. There were only a few strands of hair on his head, and the whole person looked extremely eerie and strange.

A faint light gradually appeared in his eyes, and then he slowly raised his head.

There were ten magic patterns on his neck, but the strange thing was that among the ten magic patterns, there was a purple-black magic pattern with a faint hint of gold.

"Golden magic pattern, is this a kind of magic blood mutation, or is it the abnormal situation that Agan mentioned?" Ye Xuan's figure floated in the air. He glanced at the old man and confirmed that he was only at the Great Perfection of the Saint King Realm.

Then, without any hesitation, the demon pupil turned.

A spatial crack suddenly appeared in the space under his feet, with demonic thunder rolling inside, and in an instant, purple-black lightning struck down.

The old man in the huge coffin had a bright light in his eyes, and saw purple-black magic lightning coming towards him. The old man stretched out his skinny fingers and lightly touched the purple-black lightning.

Suddenly with a 'bang' sound, the purple-black lightning disappeared, and a purple-black-gold light appeared on the old man's fingers.

"Hmph, even if it is a demon, it has disturbed my practice. I will kill it today!" The old man snorted coldly.

There was a strong fighting spirit in the dim light of his eyes, and he slowly stood up. At this time, purple and black lightning fell one after another, but each time, it was easily blocked by the old man's fingers.

"After drinking your authentic demon blood, my bloodline will definitely reach a higher level, and my cultivation will most likely advance to the Immortal Saint Realm!"

The old man's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. The next moment, he rushed up and flew towards Ye Xuan at a high speed.

Ye Xuan frowned slightly, his magic thunder was easily blocked by the opponent.

This old man was very strange, and it was obvious that he was the strongest Saint King he had ever encountered.

You know, even the evildoers like Wei Wuya from the Ten Realms in the ancient battlefield would never dare to withstand his attacks with their physical bodies.

"Who are you to dare to commit treason and kill a demon master like me?"

Ye Xuan shouted coldly, and at the same time, the magic flame lotus under his body gathered and transformed into a black fire dragon several thousand feet long, roaring towards the old man.

"Hehe, who allowed a young master of the demon clan to come here for no reason? I was worried that my bloodline could not return to my ancestral home, but you came to my door. As for your death, who would have thought that it was me who killed you." The old man punched the roaring fire dragon.

With a loud bang, the Flame Dragon collapsed under the force of his fist and turned into drops of black flame rain.

Before this, Fu Tu was immersed in cultivation, absorbing the essence and blood of the demons from the remains in the coffin in the void.

But what made him angry was that he had been here for hundreds of years and no one had ever disturbed him. To be more precise, he had never been discovered.

But just now, he felt that the essence and blood he had sucked was suddenly robbed away.

This made him extremely angry. He had already regarded all the demon blood in the Demon Burial Abyss as his own, and yet someone dared to snatch it away.

At that moment, he immediately used all the secret skills he had learned, trying to snatch it away.

Speaking of his secret technique, it was an ancient scroll he accidentally obtained hundreds of years ago. It was called "The Demon Blood Sutra". It was an extremely heaven-defying secret technique that allowed him to absorb the essence and blood of other people's demons, refine it, and finally achieve the return of his ancestral bloodline.

When he first obtained the Demon Blood Sutra, Futu was astonished, and he used it to continuously sublimate his own demon blood, continuously strengthening his talent and achieving higher and higher levels of cultivation.

However, as his cultivation became more and more powerful, he continued to kill people and steal blood, which aroused the suspicion of many people and attracted many powerful enemies to hunt him down.

After being nearly surrounded and killed many times, Futu suddenly realized why he had to kill people. Couldn't he just absorb the ready-made devil blood?

That’s right, he thought of the Demon Burial Abyss.

Finally, Futu hid here and practiced silently, preparing that one day when his magic power was perfected, he would return to the upper world and kill everyone without leaving a single survivor.

"Hehe, I never thought that my Demon Blood Sutra was completely defeated by you when we were snatching the essence and blood. It should be some powerful orthodox magic skill. After I kill you, all your magic skills will be mine!"

(End of this chapter)