The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 57: Enlightenment in the Blood Pond

"thump!"

Zhong Heng was thrown into the blood pool by several blood ghost saints.

From the dark red pool of blood, a steady stream of black gas emerged, plunging the entire world into darkness.

"Fortunately, fortunately we hid, otherwise our newly gained spiritual intelligence would have been wiped out." A vampire saint said thankfully.

Looking at Zhong Heng slowly sinking into the pool of blood, he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart.

This guy is too strong. He slapped the Holy Lord away with one slap and killed someone of the same level with just a glance.

Moreover, this guy's weapon is very strange. It is still absorbing those mindless vampires.

Even if they are at the saint level, they dare not approach that weapon.

Even the Holy Lord felt helpless. It could get close, but there was nothing it could do.

It can't be destroyed, nor can it be stopped.

"Forget it, let the Great Elder's weapon devour these unintelligent tribesmen." The Holy Lord said helplessly.

He was certain that Zhong Heng would become the great elder of the vampires.

Judging from the combat power displayed by Zhong Heng, becoming a blood vampire would definitely be more terrifying than this.

"If it weren't for my special secret magical power, I might have been beaten to death by it. One slap caused my entire body to be broken. It was terrible." The Holy Lord still has lingering fears when he recalls that slap.

What a terrifying power and body.

"Holy Lord, what should we do if that human does not become one of our clan?" At this time, a vampire saint said worriedly.

"Impossible. Our blood pool has gone through countless years. During this period, some powerful human beings have paid attention to it, but they have all been infected. How can a small saint level resist the assimilation of the blood pool?" The Blood Demon Saint said firmly.

"The blood pool has gone through countless years and has become weak. What if?" The Blood Vampire Saint said worriedly.

It has a magical power called the Heart Illusion Method, and also has the ability to foresee crisis.

Now, a vision and a terrible sense of death emerged in his mind.

In the illusion, there is a beautiful landscape with our own kind everywhere, densely packed, living in a world that is like a paradise.

But such a beautiful illusion made it feel despair.

"Xue Xin, you are still so worried. You said back then that you had a premonition of disaster, but it still didn't come." The Blood Demon Saint waved his hand and said unhappily.

"Don't worry, everything is under my control."

The Vampire Lord is extremely confident.

Xue Xin left here silently, then walked towards the outside world and left the blood pool.

"Holy Lord, Blood Heart has gone to the outside world. What should we do?" asked a blood ghost saint with some concern.

These blood ghosts are creatures that are not compatible with any other races. They are hated by humans, disliked by monsters, and even the heavenly calamity is too lazy to strike them.

"It just went to the outside world to relax. The Great Elder killed its brother, so it must be upset."

"Don't worry, everything is under control."

The Blood Vampire Lord, sitting on a bone chair, looked at the blood pool with confidence, with an evil smile on his lips.

In the blood pool, black mist was lingering and the blood was thick.

The view here is all scarlet, and there is an abyss below, with endless scarlet and black blending together.

A figure fell into darkness, red hairs began to appear on the body, the skin cracked, and rotten flesh appeared.

Before long, Zhong Heng was like a corpse that had been dead for countless years. His entire body was rotten, black blood was flowing, and red hair appeared.

His consciousness was lost in the memories of countless creatures.

There are memories of ancient wars, memories of mortal despair, and memories of dark creatures.

That boundless bloodlust and resentment filled Zhong Heng's heart, and endless black fog and blood infected his origin.

A large amount of black fog entered Zhong Heng's body through his pores, and then sank into the fairy platform.

A purple soul was sitting cross-legged on the immortal platform. The road to heaven constructed by the dense laws of the great way was glowing, and the light of the scriptures was blooming, burning the black matter.

"What is a demon? A demon is something that God hates, people hate, and their hearts are evil."

"The real devil is good at hiding, harming others for his own benefit, without morality, ethics or humanity."

"The inner demon is the evil hidden in the heart, which breeds all kinds of evil thoughts. It is intended to suppress, but also intended to release."

"Humans are the leaders of all spirits. Human nature is evil. If evil thoughts are not released, they will eventually backfire."

"Plant the inner demon, inspire the evil and fear in the hearts of all spirits, use sound to stimulate the birth of demons, without knowledge or feeling, without self or wisdom"

The loud sound of chanting emanated from Zhong Heng's immortal platform, shaking the entire blood pool.

"Absorb the resentment of all spirits, eat the blood of all races, soak in the blood of all spirits in the heavens, become the demon lord, gather the demon thoughts of all races into one body, and become the body of all demons"

Although Zhong Heng's consciousness was trapped in an endless illusion, his soul was chanting scriptures.

His consciousness was blurred, and boundless murderous intent filled his mind, as if he wanted to kill everything in the world.

A blurry black shadow gathered on his right, with boundless resentment and the blood of all living things condensing. Countless laws of the avenue emerged from the blood, turning into a terrifying disaster, attacking Zhong Heng's body.

"Boom"

Suddenly, a drum sound resounding through heaven and earth rang out, shaking the entire extremely difficult place and shocking countless living beings.

The resentment of the entire blood pool and the laws of blood all poured into his right chest.

Then, a strong and vigorous heart slowly condensed, but that heart was black, filled with black blood vessels, connecting various parts of the body.

The black fog in the blood pool also condensed into a black soul, carrying endless evil thoughts.

This is Zhong Heng, whose body is completely black, and he wants to devour the purple soul.

And Zhong Heng experienced the lives of countless people in the environment, including birth, aging, sickness and death, getting married and having children, separation from his wife and children, countless regrets, death in the battlefield, betrayal by teammates, slaughter by enemies, and countless fears.

His heart of Tao was shattered time and time again, and then rebuilt.

He gradually forgot himself and turned into a monster. In the illusion, he devoured the heaven and earth, and all races became his food.

In the end, he was killed by an extremely bright sword light.

He turned into a ghost, wandering around the universe like an outsider, crying and laughing as he watched the wonderful universe.

Finally, he turned into a human again, experienced everything he had experienced before, and finally came to his senses.

"Enlightenment in the blood pool, the method of conquering the inner demon is perfected!" Zhong Heng shouted loudly, shattering the boundless illusion.

The body of Ten Thousand Demons bursts with divine power, swallowing up endless resentment and the laws of the blood pool, transforming them into the origin.

Endless black fog refines one's body.

The unbearable pain and itching stimulated Zhong Heng.

The surface of his skin was devoured by the black mist, and then his flesh rotted, flowing with pus and black blood, and his heart was incomparable.

He wanted to eliminate the black fog, but found it very difficult. He could only adapt slowly and ensure that he would not be eroded.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Zhong Heng found a black heart appeared on his right, and a black soul also appeared on the fairy platform.

The soul's eyes glowed red, and its body was as black as jade. It looked at the purple soul greedily.

"A soul formed by strange matter and resentment?" Zhong Heng's soul showed a look of surprise and looked at the newly born soul with interest.

Unfortunately, he doesn't need this soul.

Because this soul contains the ultimate evil, it slaughters billions of lives at any time. This is the soul transformed from the ancient evil and anger.

Evil comes from the foreign lands, wanting to massacre the nine heavens and ten earths. Wrath comes from the nine heavens and ten earths, wanting to kill all those foreign lands.

But they all have one thing in common, which is to kill everything.

After observing for a long time, Zhong Heng temporarily forgot the pain in his body.

He was wondering how to use this black spirit.
"Forget it, let's seal it first." Zhong Heng couldn't think of a solution, so he could only wait for it to be of great use in the future.

His soul slapped one hand on the immortal platform, activating the densely packed runes of the Heavenly Tribulation Avenue, which transformed into a golden cage and trapped the black soul.

"Very good. I gained a lot from this trip. Not only did my Taoism improve, but I also upgraded the Nine Tribulations Secret Code to the seventh tribulation. The Heart Demon Technique has become more complete, and various magic skills have become stronger."

Zhong Heng was very satisfied with the gains from this trip.

Although his body was transformed into something neither human nor ghost during the process, it didn't matter.

"Demon heart." Zhong Heng looked at the heart on his right chest.

The devil's heart does not harm you, but rather benefits you.

He had already become a demon, so it didn't matter how evil his heart was.

"Very good, blood vampires, you will be the security guards of my Demon Lord Palace from now on."

Zhong Heng tempered his body in the blood pool, trying to refine the strange black fog.

He wrote down his profound experience of being trapped in the illusion, extracted those feelings, condensed them into runes, and printed them on the immortal platform.

On a road to heaven that runs through the secret realm of the human body, each step represents a path, and each path is carved by Zhong Heng himself.

When he regained consciousness, he took a quick look and discovered that five years had passed.

Zhong Heng was a little shocked that this retreat lasted five years.

Although he had experienced countless years in the illusion, when he came out of it, it felt like only a moment had passed.

I didn't expect that three years had passed.

Divine power surged, and with a loud bang, his realm broke through again.

"boom!"

An aura that surpasses that of a saint is erupting.

Zhong Heng made another breakthrough, directly reaching the second level of the Saint King realm.

It really is like drinking water to break through the realm.

(End of this chapter)