An emperor in his later years is summoned by his sister to save the nation's fate.

"Understood." Xu Tianming nodded solemnly in agreement.

At the same time, in the desolate wilderness of eternal night, inside a dark cave.

Lu Xueyao sat cross-legged on the cold rock. Under the Emperor's empowerment from Lu Li, she had completely grasped the mysteries of the first level of the Blood Nerve, directly skipping the introductory stage that countless demonic cultivators needed to explore for several years.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and went straight to the fake humanoid corpse.

Although this pseudo-humanoid monster was withered, because it was instantly obliterated by the Emperor's might, all the essence of blood and qi contained within its body was sealed within that shell, without any loss.

Lu Xueyao extended her slender right hand, her palm hovering half a foot above the fake human corpse.

She closed her eyes and began to slowly activate the blood nerve technique according to the cultivation route in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Plundering the heavens and earth, a boundless sea of ​​blood..."

As the mental cultivation technique was activated, a dark red vortex appeared out of thin air in the center of Lu Xueyao's palm.

Although small, this vortex exudes a soul-chilling, devouring power.

An unbelievable scene unfolded: the previously lifeless, pseudo-human corpse suddenly began to shrivel up violently.

Streams of dark red, like tangible essence of blood, were frantically drawn out of the pseudo-human's seven orifices and pores, like iron filings attracted by a powerful magnet.

The blood energy containing this cold and eerie power was forcibly crushed, purified, and refined by the domineering and unparalleled characteristics of the Blood Nerve technique the moment it came into contact with the vortex in Lu Xueyao's palm. All the strange and negative impurities were removed, leaving only the purest life essence.

In less than ten breaths, the pseudo-human corpse that had once retained some human form had completely transformed into a withered, yellowish-brown mummy, with even its marrow completely drained.

On Lu Xueyao's palm, the extracted and purified essence blood was finally condensed and compressed into a dark red blood bead the size of a longan.

The blood droplets were crystal clear, with a strange, flowing blood-red light on their surface, and emitted a mouthwatering fragrance.

This was the essence of the fake human ghost. Without any hesitation, Lu Xueyao threw the blood bead into her mouth.

The blood droplets melted instantly upon entering her mouth, transforming into a torrent that surged down her throat and into her entire body.

"Well!"

Lu Xueyao let out a muffled groan; the power was too immense and violent.

However, the blood nerve technique was operating automatically within her body, drawing this torrent to continuously wash over and widen her originally fragile meridians.

Amidst extreme pain and tearing, her body is undergoing a reshaping process.

The bones crackled like popping beans, and the muscle fibers were torn and instantly reassembled, becoming denser, more flexible, and full of explosive power.

A thin layer of black impurities seeped out from the skin's surface, which was then evaporated by the high temperature emanating from the body.

When the torrent of blood energy completely subsided and was fully absorbed into her dantian, Lu Xueyao slowly opened her eyes.

A tangible, crimson glint flashed in her eyes.

With this blood bead purified from a strange D-grade substance, she broke free from the shackles of mortals without any hindrance and successfully stepped into the first realm: the Body Tempering Realm!

At this moment, she has undergone a complete transformation.

Her face, which had been slightly tired from long-term high-intensity training, now looked radiant and jade-like, and her temperament had gained a touch of otherworldly detachment and mystery amidst her cool demeanor.

Her already graceful body, after being modified by the blood nerve, had skin as delicate as white jade, yet indestructible, like golden skin and jade bones, even faintly glowing in the dim cave.

She casually grabbed a stone beside her, squeezed it slightly, and the stone instantly turned into dust.

The Dragon Kingdom livestream room, which witnessed Lu Xueyao's entire process of extracting blood from a corpse and undergoing a transformation by swallowing a pearl, experienced a brief moment of collective petrification before the barrage of comments exploded in an unprecedented frenzy, completely igniting the entire livestream room.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, what did I just see?"

"What kind of evil magic is that? She drained the monster dry? That D-rank pseudo-human monster turned into a mummy!"

"This doesn't make sense! Didn't Bureau 749 say that Ghost Tamers control supernatural creatures to fight them? Why is Lu Xueyao doing it herself? And what kind of ability is that vortex she's holding?"

"After she ate that bead, she was glowing! Did you see her crush rocks with her bare hands? Is that even a human being can possess?"

"Gentlemen... I have a bold idea."

A hardcore fan of online novels frantically typed in the comments: "When others enter the world of national destiny, they are all cautiously playing a horror survival game, building wooden houses and constructing defenses."

Why did the style suddenly change when it came to Lu Xueyao? Her posture while meditating and absorbing the beads, that strange phenomenon… this is clearly a cultivation scene! And judging by the way she was drawing blood, she's a demonic cultivator ancestor!

"What the hell is this demonic cultivation?! My worldview has been shattered! The nation's survival has turned into demonic cultivation, hasn't it?!"

……

In the Xuan Tian Realm, on the Ziwei Emperor Star, deep within the Eternal Night Demon Palace.

Lu Li slowly opened his eyes.

Almost at the same time, a notification sound rang in his mind again.

[Ding, host has successfully protected the path. Protection successful, reward being calculated...]

[Reward 1: You have advanced to the fourth level of the Great Emperor realm! Congratulations, host!]

[Reward Two: Imperial Weapon - Taiyin Immortal-Slaying Blade. This blade contains the ultimate law of slaughter, capable of annihilating all illusory causes and effects. It also possesses growth potential, increasing its power by continuously absorbing life force, yin spirits, or strange origins. It has been issued to the system space!]

As the notification sound faded, Lu Li felt the Emperor's Law within his body erupt like a volcano that had been dormant for ten thousand years.

"boom!"

An incomparably violent power surged from his limbs and bones.

His understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, especially the Law of Slaughter, increased at an incredible speed at this moment.

He mainly cultivates the demonic path. In the Xuan Tian Realm, where geniuses abound, his own talent is not considered top-notch, and is even somewhat mediocre.

The reason he was able to stand at the pinnacle of all paths was purely due to the extreme plundering and slaughter of the Blood Nerve Scripture and the Myriad Souls Emperor Scripture. He trampled over the corpses of countless peerless geniuses and older generation powerhouses, forcibly proving his path through killing.

However, it was precisely because his demonic cultivation was too domineering and overdrawn his original essence, coupled with the limitations of his aptitude, that his cultivation stagnated at the third level of the Great Emperor after he became an Emperor, and he could not make any progress for thousands of years.

Now, with just one reward from the system, he has easily broken through the shackles that he had been unable to overcome for thousands of years.

He could clearly feel that he had not only broken through to the fourth level of the Great Emperor, but also that his original source energy, which had been depleted, had been replenished.

Lu Li clenched his fist, tearing through the void, and a long, jet-black blade, radiating an extremely cold killing intent that sent chills down one's spine, appeared out of thin air in his hand.