The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 127 Reencounter with the Duan Family Patriarch

But what they saw at the end of their vision was not an ordinary cave or secret realm, but a vast sea of ​​blood, thousands of feet wide.

Dark red blood surged and churned, gleaming with a viscous, eerie bloody light, filling the entire space with a nauseating, fishy stench.

In the very center of the sea of ​​blood, there was a grotesque tumor, tens of feet tall, submerged in blood.

The tumor was entirely red and swollen, its surface covered with uneven, twisted chunks of flesh and crisscrossing veins, making it look extremely bizarre.

The front of the tumor was torn open into an enormous, blood-red maw, inside which were densely packed, sharp teeth arranged in a chilling and terrifying manner.

Hundreds of thick, blood-red tentacles spread and grew around the tumor, waving wildly and uncontrollably.

Each swing was so fast that it left many afterimages, easily tearing through the air and emitting a sharp, ear-piercing sonic boom, its power was extremely terrifying.

Among the many tentacles, there was also a silver-white thunder dragon, which stood out conspicuously.

As a level six demon beast, Lei Jiao's eyes were bloodshot, and he had completely lost his mind.

Its tail was fused with flesh and blood, tightly stuck to the giant tumor, completely becoming a puppet controlled by the tumor, with no independent consciousness whatsoever.

Meanwhile, Vice Island Master Yuan and his Daoist partner, Vice Island Master Kan, are doing their utmost to defend against the enemy.

The two activated a clear blue light defensive shield and an ancient, heavy stone tablet magic weapon, respectively, to block the relentless onslaught of tentacles.

Hundreds of fleshy tentacles slammed into the two magical artifacts one after another, creating deafening roars.

The two magical artifacts trembled and shook incessantly, their spiritual light flashing incessantly, already on the verge of collapse.

The faces of Vice Island Master Yuan and his wife were deathly pale, cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, soaking their clothes, and their breathing was disordered and unstable. They were clearly at a disadvantage and struggling to hold on.

Meanwhile, their two disciples, the bald giant and the aloof Taoist nun, had already fallen into the sea of ​​blood below.

Their bodies were being corroded and melted by the blood at a visible speed, their skin, flesh, and bones rapidly dissolving and gradually merging into this eerie sea of ​​blood, a truly horrific scene.

"This is the Blood Spirit Technique?!"

Yang Qingyuan saw that the tumor and the sea of ​​blood were emanating a familiar aura, which was somewhat similar to the aura of the Blood Cicada.

According to the "Blood Spirit Great Technique", once the supernatural power "Asura Blood Cloud" is cultivated to the late stage of Core Formation, the blood cloud can be made to turn into a viscous blood-like substance, looking like a sea of ​​blood.

It was exactly the same as the scene before my eyes.

"Could the Blood Spirit Technique be related to this tumor?" Yang Qingyuan wondered.

"Fellow Daoist! Help!"

Just then, a weak cry for help came from a wall of flesh in the distance.

At that moment, the blood spread to Yang Qingyuan's feet, completely submerging the hall.

Yang Qingyuan patted his spirit pet pouch, released the black dragon, and rode on it to soar into the sky, flying towards the distant flesh wall.

As for the water-based divine lightning that originally filled the hall, there is now very little left, and it can be easily avoided.

Yang Qingyuan arrived in front of the flesh wall and his expression immediately changed.

It turned out that an old man was embedded in the flesh wall.

The old man had disheveled hair and a withered appearance, clearly having burned a large amount of his life essence.

Fortunately, the old man was holding a short hammer the size of a palm in both hands, and released streams of water-based divine lightning to protect his body, which prevented him from being swallowed up by the flesh wall.

But the old man had no way to escape, as he was firmly imprisoned by the fleshy walls.

The handle of this short hammer is about half a foot long. It is made of cold iron, and is dark black with a faint sea-blue sheen on the surface.

The hammerhead is a regular cylindrical shape with thick, solid edges. The hammer body is surrounded by a simple, flowing cloud pattern with strong, rugged lines, giving it a heavy appearance.

The short hammer emitted an exceptionally powerful fluctuation of lightning-attribute spiritual energy, clearly indicating that it was an extraordinary ancient treasure.

"It's you!"

When the old man saw Yang Qingyuan's face clearly, he also showed a surprised expression.

Seeing this, Yang Qingyuan asked succinctly, "Island Master Duan, is it your descendant Duan Lang who asked me to come and save you?"

"What exactly is going on?"

It turned out that this old man was the Duan family patriarch whom they had met once on Wanyan Island years ago.

Upon hearing that Yang Qingyuan had come specifically to rescue him, the Duan family patriarch trembled with excitement and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, quickly shatter this piece of flesh and rescue me."

"I can't hold on much longer."

Seeing this, Yang Qingyuan opened his mouth and spat out the Green Radiance Sword, which slammed heavily into the chunk of flesh next to the Duan family patriarch, successfully cutting off a large piece of flesh.

But before the Duan family patriarch could escape, his flesh and blood quickly healed, trapping him once again.

Because the Green Radiance Sword was stained with blood and flesh, the spiritual light on its blade flickered and became tainted.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful!" the Duan family patriarch hurriedly warned, "This flesh and blood can corrupt a cultivator's magical treasures."

"Only lightning-attribute magic weapons can offer some protection."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingyuan's eyes darted around, and he opened his mouth and exhaled a stream of silvery light.

The silvery glow spun around and eventually transformed into a gleaming silver "sword" character, disappearing into the sword's body.

The Green Radiance Sword, empowered by the Righteous Qi, regained its stability, its sword light surged, and it then slashed at the flesh wall.

The severed flesh writhed wildly again, but failed to heal for a long time.

The Duan family patriarch seized the opportunity, burst through the flesh wall, and finally escaped successfully.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

The Duan family patriarch, panting heavily and still shaken, said, "So, fellow Daoist, you are actually a Confucian cultivator."

"Fortunately, your righteous spirit has restrained the flesh and blood of the Blood Demon Clan, otherwise I would have been doomed this time."

Yang Qingyuan was completely confused and asked, "Fellow Daoist Duan, what Blood Demon? Please explain clearly."

The Duan family patriarch raised his hand and pointed to the huge tumor in the center of the sea of ​​blood, explaining, "I found a jade slip in the main hall earlier."

"According to the jade slip, this water palace was built by ancient cultivators to obliterate the physical body of a blood demon."

"Legend has it that in ancient times, a large number of ancient demons crossed over from another realm, sparking a protracted war."

"These demons have all sorts of strange appearances, among which there is a kind of monster called the Blood Demon."

"The Blood Demon is said to be able to regenerate from a drop of blood, and is immortal."

"Back then, the master of this water mansion faced off against a blood demon. After a fierce battle, he finally annihilated the blood demon's primordial spirit and successfully killed the opponent."

"But the Blood Demon's physical body is still impossible to deal with. Even if it is destroyed, it can slowly absorb blood and grow back."

"Upon seeing this, the owner of the cave built this water palace, using the power of water and divine thunder to gradually erode this physical body over the years."

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"I was chased by a thunder dragon and entered this cave. When I saw the Blood Demon's body, it had already been obliterated by the Water Divine Thunder, leaving only its mouth."

"I thought there was no danger left."

"But who knew that its mouth would suddenly snap open, bite down on the Thunder Dragon's body, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into this sea of ​​blood that filled the sky and turned into this fleshy tumor."

"In terms of strength, this tumor is probably three times stronger than a level seven demonic beast."

"I was far away at the time, which is why I escaped unharmed, but I was trapped inside the fleshy walls and could not get out."

"It is only thanks to the protection of this ancient treasure thunder hammer that we have been able to hold on until now."

"We'd better join forces quickly and reseal this Blood Demon's physical body."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a loud "bang" was heard.

The deputy island lord and his wife were no match for the tumor and were actually sent flying.