yready #671 - Blood Snake Universe
#671 - Blood Snake Universe
The cold here was extremely heavy, enough to freeze a person's blood, but Xue Bei and the others seemed to be carrying some kind of treasure that could shield them from the effects of this extreme cold.
They advanced all the way without encountering any guards or sentries, only the formation restrictions operating silently.
Xue Bei calmly led the group, with a dozen or so junior disciples closely following behind, swaggering as if this were their own territory.
The Blood Prison was right in front of them. Xue Bei took out a token and gently waved it.
Instantly, a loud cracking sound echoed from the front, as countless mechanisms interlocked and formations flickered.
A huge blood serpent raised its tongue, a being at the half-step demon emperor level, colossal to the extreme, fully a thousand zhang in size.
Its body was coiled on the snowy mountain, constantly absorbing the mountain's blood energy, as if this were its source of power.
The enormous blood serpent sensed Xue Bei's aura and the token in his hand, the blood energy emanating from the token feeling familiar and friendly.
Therefore, it opened its bloody maw, as if welcoming Xue Bei and the others.
Xue Bei no longer hesitated, leading his subordinates and disciples to fly into the serpent's giant mouth.
It turned out that this Blood Prison was hidden inside the massive blood serpent's belly. This blood serpent was no simple creature; it was the blood clan's guardian beast, with a long and ancient history.
Even after cultivating to the half-step demon emperor realm, it could not transform into a human, being a true primeval species.
Its belly contained another world, known as the Qiankun Blood Serpent.
The Blood Prison was built inside its belly, a separate space isolated from the outside world.
Xue Bei and the others flew into the blood serpent's mouth, feeling a dizzying sensation before landing steadily on the Blood Prison's ground.
They looked around and saw the Blood Prison was filled with various mechanisms and restrictions, clearly designed to prevent prisoners from escaping.
Li Chengfeng observed this scene from within the Life Realm space, feeling incredulous.
He had not expected to see such a primeval species in the human realm. What was the origin of this blood serpent? His heart was filled with doubts.
At the same time, he couldn't help but admire the creator of this Blood Prison, who had chosen such a good location. The prisoners inside simply could not escape, and even if they were lucky enough to escape the Blood Prison, they would be directly digested by the blood serpent.
The blood serpent's body seemed to form a space of its own, with many similarities to Li Chengfeng's Hell Realm space and Life Realm space, all filled with mystery and the unknown.
However, compared to Li Chengfeng's vast and boundless space, which had already expanded to hundreds of thousands of mu, the space inside this blood serpent was much smaller, only about a hundred mu in size.
This space was the Blood Prison, a place without any guards, yet one that did not need any.
And at this moment, within a cell in this Blood Prison, stood an uninvited guest—the Myriad Poison Immortal.
He was nine feet tall, and his entire body seemed to exude a faint green aura, a smell that made one want to vomit.
He had no hair on his head, but was covered in scabs, arranged in a chaotic and hideous manner.
He had a bulbous, alcohol-reddened nose, and eyes like a toad's. His mouth revealed a set of old, uneven teeth, causing anyone who saw him to feel a chill.
This was the Myriad Poison Immortal, a being to be feared.
He stood in front of Zhongli Meiying, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as if he would pounce on her at any moment and devour her completely.
Sprawled on the ground before him was Zhongli Meiying.
Zhongli Meiying had suffered countless tortures, her entire body covered in pain, but these injuries had strangely not harmed her fair, jade-like, and delicate skin.
Despite being in dire straits, Zhongli Meiying was still radiant.
She had beautiful eyes, a graceful figure, long legs, and a face that was a classic beauty's oval shape.
At this moment, her pair of watery eyes were filled with contempt and disgust, and she glared at the Myriad Poison Immortal without fear, as if looking at a clown.
Her beauty and strength were especially dazzling in this dark Blood Prison.
Even after suffering countless tortures, she still maintained that arrogance and dignity, unwilling to bow her head to this disgusting old monster.
It turned out that these poisons were acting on her body in a special way, causing her unbearable pain, but not immediately killing her.
Seeing such a look, the Myriad Poison Immortal gnashed his teeth and said, "You are truly a stubborn one! If you followed this old man, you would surely enjoy endless wealth and glory, and I could even help you advance to the Nascent Soul stage.
But my patience is limited. If you still disagree in the end, then I will have to resort to extraordinary measures.
When they find the Five Poison Grass, you will know what true pain is, what it means to wish you were dead!"
Zhongli Meiying parted her red lips slightly, her voice clear and firm: "Give up on that idea.
I would rather die than choose a disgusting monster like you.
Myriad Poison Immortal, you are a toad, yet you dream of eating swan meat, truly wishful thinking. Why don't you piss and look in the mirror to see how ugly you are."
The Myriad Poison Immortal was so angry that smoke came out of his ears. He roared: "Does beauty or ugliness matter? We are both cultivators, what does it matter what this shell looks like!
Although I am ugly, I am powerful, and I can determine life and death with a flick of my finger.
Now, I want you to live, you live, I want you to die, you die.
In the face of interests, all beauty is fleeting. Xue Qiankun can sacrifice you in order to win me over. Do you understand that you are nothing in his eyes? Why do you still pride yourself on your beauty?
As long as you agree to me, I can also help you wash away your shame, what do you think?"
He paused, and then continued: "I am clear about Xue Qiankun's ambition.
The reason why I proposed that you accompany me in dual cultivation is because my cultivation technique has reached a bottleneck, and it must be a beautiful woman who willingly cultivates with me in order to achieve perfection.
If you know what's good for you, agree to me, so as to avoid further physical suffering."
However, Zhongli Meiying only gave him a cold look, a mocking smile curving at the corners of her mouth: "Myriad Poison Immortal, do you think I am the kind of person who would sell my body in order to save my life?
You are wrong. I, Zhongli Meiying, would rather die than submit to a disgusting person like you."
The Myriad Poison Immortal was finally enraged, his face twisted, and his body exuded an even stronger poisonous aura, as if to flood the entire Blood Prison.
His cultivation technique did require a beautiful woman to cultivate with him in order to make a breakthrough, and the special aura on Zhongli Meiying was exactly what he had been looking for.
"Zhongli Meiying, you shouldn't be acting like this!" The Myriad Poison Immortal said through gritted teeth, "Your teacher, Lou Xueyun, is a master of scheming and trickery.
He and I are also close friends, and the disciples he teaches should be people who are good at assessing the situation and can give up everything for the sake of cultivation.
How could you suffer such pain for this little bit of purity and still refuse to yield? Tell me, why is that?"