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"Buzz!"

The six-winged black mosquito reflected the primordial Daoist aura surrounding Xuan Du in its double-eyed eyes, instinctively feeling a tremor originating from the level of life itself.

Although its intelligence is not fully developed, it is born with a deep understanding of the way of devouring and has extremely keen senses.

The Daoist aura flowing around this person was as vast as the starry sea and as profound as the deepest hell.

It was purer and more... dangerous than any wisp of divine consciousness or any spiritual object it had ever devoured!

"squeak!"

A sharp screech tore through the blood mist.

The six-winged black mosquito flapped its six wings together, transforming into a thin, almost blood-red line of pitch black, and shot into the depths of the mist!

escape!

We must escape!

The sea of ​​blood is its lair and its hunting ground, while the mist is its natural cover.

As long as one escapes deeper into the sea of ​​blood and uses the blood demons to conceal oneself, even if this person is strong, it will be difficult to find their trace!

however.

Just as its form was about to disappear into the next layer of blood mist.

"Certainly."

A single word uttered softly, like a decree from the Great Dao.

"Buzz!"

The surrounding space suddenly froze.

The six-winged black mosquito froze in mid-air, its six wings maintaining a vibrating posture, its mouthparts slightly open, and its compound eyes frozen in horror.

It couldn't even struggle.

Space itself became a cage, and the laws became shackles—methods it had never encountered before, and could not even comprehend.

Xuan Du stood outside the stagnant space, his green robes fluttering, his gaze calmly observing this ancient, exotic creature.

Its six wings were cut like thin ink, with faint blood-red patterns appearing along the edges. Its mouthparts were slender and nearly a foot long, with a dark luster at the tip, and faint fluctuations of the law of devouring flowed around them.

"As expected of a blood-soaked alien species."

Xuan Du nodded slightly, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

Born in a perilous place like the Blood Sea, and naturally possessing the power to devour, this Mosquito Daoist's origins are no less than those of many innate beings.

If we can subdue them and nurture them properly, they will surely be a great help in the future.

Just as Xuandu was turning his thoughts and preparing to use magic to capture him.

"Click."

A soft yet crystal-clear cracking sound came from the stagnant space.

Xuan Du's gaze sharpened.

The six-winged black mosquito hovered, its body trembling slightly, and its mouthparts glowed with an eerie light as it slowly reached forward.

That place is not a physical entity, but a spatial barrier solidified by Xuandu's primordial power.

"laugh......"

Thin, hair-like cracks in the space quietly spread from the tip of the mouthparts.

Although the cracks are as small as dust and spread as slowly as a snail, they are indeed... gnawing at space!

For the first time, surprise appeared in Xuan Du's eyes.

Space is formless and intangible, structured by laws, and cannot be touched by ordinary supernatural powers or magical treasures, let alone "devoured".

This mosquito Taoist has not yet taken human form and is still ignorant of the world. He only relies on instinct to drive his innate supernatural powers, yet he can actually cause damage to the spatial structure.

Although the effect is minimal, at this rate, it would probably take tens of thousands of years to break through this spatial confinement.

But that's amazing enough!

This means that its law of devouring has reached the level of the essence of the laws of the primordial world!

If it can even devour space, what about time? What about the laws? And even... the authority of the Heavenly Dao?

"No wonder that even the golden lotus of merit of a saint was poisoned during the Investiture of the Gods..."

Xuan Du muttered to himself, his admiration turning into deep interest.

This Mosquito Taoist has even greater potential than he anticipated!

"Squeak!"

The six-winged black mosquito's compound eyes flashed with a fierce light, its mouthparts glowed with an eerie light, and its biting speed suddenly increased several times!

The spatial rifts spread like a spider web, still slowly, but already showing their desperate madness.

Although it is not very intelligent, it has a strong survival instinct.

The pressure from the person in front of it was so strong that it couldn't even muster the thought of fighting back; its only option was to flee!

Escape at all costs!

"She's quite stubborn."

Xuan Du smiled slightly and stopped probing.

He slowly raised his hand and gently clenched it in the stagnant space.

"receive."

"boom!"

The spatial structure of the entire blood-red misty area collapsed suddenly, like a piece of paper being tightly gripped by an invisible hand!

It is neither broken nor annihilated.

Instead, the space itself, under the control of the primordial power, autonomously folded and compressed, transforming into a chaotic sphere of light the size of a fist.

Within the sphere of light, the six-winged black mosquito's body was shrunk infinitely, like an insect trapped in amber. Its six wings remained flapping, its mouthparts extended forward, and the fierce light in its eyes froze.

No matter how powerful its devouring abilities are, the spatial structure has been completely altered now, so how can it possibly devour anything?

"Buzz..."

The chaotic orb hovered in Xuandu's palm, slowly rotating and emitting faint spatial fluctuations.

The figure of Mosquito Taoist was clearly visible, but he no longer had the strength to struggle.

Xuan Du lowered his eyes, his divine sense probing into the sphere of light, making contact with the faint spiritual sense of the six-winged black mosquito.

"Surrender, or die."

Communication of thoughts is simple and direct.

"squeak!"

The six-winged black mosquito's eyes gleamed even more fiercely, and its mouthparts flashed with a ghostly light, actually trying to devour Xuan Du's probing divine consciousness!

Even when trapped in a desperate situation, even when driven by instinctive fear, this ferocious and savage nature remains undiminished!

Xuan Du's gaze turned slightly cold.

A thought crossed my mind.

"Buzz!"

Inside the chaotic sphere, the spatial structure changed once again.

An invisible pressure crashed down from all directions, like a million mountains pressing down on the six-winged black mosquito's body!

"Click..."

Its hard shell, comparable to a postnatal spiritual treasure, was actually showing fine cracks!

Its six wings twisted, its mouthparts trembled slightly, and for the first time, clear pain was revealed in its compound eyes!

This is not physical pain, but a crushing force originating from the very source of life!

"I'll ask you one more time."

Xuan Du's thoughts were as cold as ice:

"Submit, or your soul will be annihilated."

This time, the six-winged black mosquito remained silent.

The fierce light in his compound eyes slowly dimmed, replaced by an instinctive fear, and... a faint will to live.

Born from a sea of ​​blood, it feeds on devouring, fierce and arrogant, yet ultimately... it fears death.

Especially in the face of such an incomprehensible and irresistible force.

"squeak......"

A low hiss, no longer sharp, but instead carrying a trembling sound of weakness.

Its six wings were slightly folded, its mouthparts were lowered, and its head was gently nodding.

It... lowered its head.

Xuan Du's expression remained unchanged, but he nodded slightly in his heart.

A ferocious creature must have its wild nature tempered before it can be tamed.

This mosquito-like Taoist is not fully intelligent and its ferocity is untamed. If it is subdued directly, there is a risk of it turning against us.

Only by overwhelming them with absolute strength, blunting their edge, and extinguishing their wildness can we truly win their hearts.

"good."

Xuan Du withdrew some of the pressure, and the chaotic light sphere in his palm shimmered and slowly merged into his sleeve.

Under the folding of space, Mosquito Taoist has been temporarily sealed away, to be dealt with after returning to Jin'ao Island.

however.

Just as Xuandu was subduing the Mosquito Taoist.

"Fellow Taoist Xuandu."

A cold, hoarse voice echoed from the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

Blood surged, and malevolent energy gathered.

A figure rode the waves, his blood-red robes fluttering in the wind, his face withered, his eyes gleaming with a deep, dark light, and he exuded a chilling aura of ferocity.

It was none other than the Styx Ancestor!

He sat cross-legged on the Twelve-Petaled Red Lotus of Karmic Fire, with the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords hanging beside him, and countless ferocious spirits from the Blood Sea surrounding him, his aura overwhelming.

Although Xuandu subdued Mosquito Daoist in an instant, the Blood Sea is the home ground of the Styx River, and no movement can escape its perception.

In particular, the Mosquito Taoist is a unique species from the Blood Sea.

Now that he can only watch helplessly as Xuandu takes it away, how can the Styx Ancestor be happy?

"Fellow Daoist, capturing my Blood Sea creature... is far too disrespectful to me."

The Styx Ancestor's voice was hoarse, each word like a knife, carrying the pressure of a peak Quasi-Saint, and crashed down on Xuandu!

The sea of ​​blood surged and churned, and countless ferocious spirits roared in unison, their murderous aura surging like a tide, staining the entire heavenly realm a blood-red hue!

If it were anyone else, even a peak Quasi-Saint, they would have to be wary of the Styx Ancestor, who was protected by the Blood Sea's home ground.

But Xuandu...

He simply turned slowly, his gaze calmly fixed on the River Styx.

"The creatures of the Blood Sea are born and nurtured by Heaven and Earth; when did they become your private property, Styx?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the roar of the evil spirit and reached the ears of the Styx River.

The Styx Ancestor's pupils contracted slightly, and the blood-red light in his eyes intensified.

"The Sea of ​​Blood is my sacred ground; whatever is nurtured within it naturally belongs to me!"

"Fellow Daoist, by forcibly entering the Blood Sea and capturing living beings, do you intend to become an enemy of my Blood Sea lineage?"

As the last two words were uttered, the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords hummed simultaneously, and blood-red sword light shot into the sky, tearing through the blood waves and pointing straight at Xuan Du!

The murderous intent was made without any concealment!

Although the Styx Ancestor was wary of Xuandu's cultivation level as a Primordial Grand Luo, the Blood Sea was the foundation of his existence and his greatest reliance in his attempt to ascend to the Saintly position.

If Xuandu were allowed to come and go as he pleased today, what would become of Styx's reputation? What would become of Blood Sea's authority?

Moreover... he also had his own plans.

Xuan Du is a newly promoted Grand Luo Immortal of the Primordial Chaos, whose realm is not yet stable. However, he is blessed with the Blood Sea, armed with billions of fierce spirits, protected by the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, and his Yuan Tu A Bi attack is unparalleled... He may not be unable to fight!

If we can gain fame through this battle, or even injure Xuandu, then the reputation of Blood Sea will surely shake the prehistoric world!

At that time, during the great calamity, he, Styx, may be able to gain even greater benefits!

Thinking of this, the blood-red light in the eyes of the Styx Ancestor intensified, and his killing intent surged like a sea of ​​blood!

"To be an enemy?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du suddenly smiled.

The laughter wasn't loud, but it carried an undisguised sarcasm:

"Styx, you overestimate yourself."

He slowly raised his hand, pointing to the churning sea of ​​blood below, and then to the overwhelming ferocity surrounding the River Styx:

"This filthy land, a place where malevolent energy gathers, breeds nothing more than filthy, cowardly creatures like you."

"To be my enemy?"

Xuan Du's gaze turned icy, his voice as cold as eternal ice:

"You dare to challenge me?"