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A massive, blood-red demonic beast, thousands of meters in length, loomed above it. Its presence exuded a wild and ferocious aura that spread in all directions, suppressing the Void.
Tian was engrossed in consuming the blood essence from the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool. Lin Xuan stood by his side, vigilant and ready to protect him. On the Dongyuan Continent, there seemed to be no threat to Tian, but precautions were still necessary.
Tian was wholeheartedly absorbed in devouring the blood essence, leaving him unguarded against the external world, a testament to his trust in Lin Xuan.
At that moment, the once seemingly infinite sea of blood essence within the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool had visibly diminished. The level had dropped significantly. Tian's already colossal body, which spanned three thousand meters, had expanded even further, becoming three times larger. From a distance, his form appeared more monstrous and intimidating, instilling a sense of dread and fear.
Wei Zhengzhen, the Elemental Spirit Son, and other Emperor Level Martial Cultivators, along with numerous Emperor Level Flying Ships, had retreated several thousand meters. Had Lin Xuan not restrained them, they would have fled the scene. Remaining in this place was a severe test for many martial cultivators' resolve.
However, those who could withstand it would find their experience a form of refinement, potentially beneficial for future breakthroughs in their cultivation. In this way, blessings and calamities were closely linked.
"The legendary True Dragon Bloodline is truly fearsome," Lin Xuan mused as he observed Tian's transformation. Tian had no intention of pausing to digest; he aimed to consume all of the Demon Aura blood essence in one fell swoop, then enter a deep slumber to assimilate it.
Lin Xuan and Tian shared a deep bond, allowing Lin Xuan to perceive Tian's intentions.
In the past, the process had always been the same.
With Lin Xuan's guidance, Tian's growth was seamless and smooth.
It was all a matter of experience.
Yet, it was unexpected.
Even without such intentions, Tian continued to devour the Demon Aura Blood Essence, his body autonomously absorbing it to grow stronger.
Originally, his true form spanned three thousand meters, the maximum size he could achieve.
But now, it was expanding even further.
His aura became increasingly formidable.
This indicated that his strength was steadily and swiftly advancing.
It was quite apparent.
This growth wasn't a product of his will but a result of his bloodline actively absorbing energy to fortify itself.
For a martial cultivator like Lin Xuan, who had practiced the Body Refining Divine Art, achieving such a feat would be impossible.
Compared to Tian, one could truly appreciate the extent of his remarkable abilities.
Forget Lin Xuan; even a genuine Emperor Level expert would struggle to adapt and grow in this manner.
Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel envious.
Such innate talent was beyond anyone's reach.
Yet, he still harbored hope, thanks to his Golden Finger and the Divine Level Duplication System, which could use energy points to replicate anything.
However, he had not yet attained the necessary level.
His energy points were insufficient.
He couldn't replicate Tian's True Dragon Bloodline.
Lin Xuan was unsure of the exact tier of Tian's 30% True Dragon Bloodline.
Or the number of energy points required.
But as of now, he was far from reaching that point.
That would have to wait for another day.
Time flowed quietly on.
Before anyone realized, the waterline of the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool had dropped by nearly half.
Tian's stature had reached a staggering five thousand meters.
The unintentional malevolent aura he exuded grew denser.
It warped the space around him, eradicating the vitality of all living things.
Those of lesser cultivation could be terrified with a mere glance, their spirits profoundly shaken.
Wei Zhengzhen, the Elemental Spirit, and the other Emperor Level Martial Cultivators, along with the Emperor Level Flying Ships, once again retreated.
Lin Xuan alone remained unaffected.
The mere pressure and malevolent aura were inconsequential to him.
But Lin Xuan could distinctly sense that Tian's physical strength was continuously improving.
He was quite different from him.
It's important to note that he had gone through numerous opportunities, including the baptism of lightning tribulations and the Body Refining Divine Art, along with several other enhancements, to achieve a Half-level Emperor physique.
Tian, on the other hand, was naturally gifted. Without undergoing any external training or cultivation, he simply tapped into his innate potential and bloodline to achieve the same.
It's true what they say: comparisons can be maddening.
However, Lin Xuan's focus lay elsewhere.
He was preoccupied with a different matter, his expression growing more solemn.
A new change had occurred within the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool.
Earlier, after he had activated the formation below and processed the Demon Aura Blood into a finished product,
Tian swooped in, revealed his true form, and began to devour voraciously.
Initially, all was well.
But as the level of blood spirit in the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool crossed the halfway mark,
it started to circulate once more.
This time, the circulation's effect was vastly different from the one Lin Xuan had previously initiated.
It was extraordinarily domineering,
enveloping the entire Devil Cloud Sect area and drawing in all the blood from the ground, much like countless rivers flowing into the sea,
including the remaining corpses on the ground.
In this campaign, initiated by Lin Xuan to obliterate the Devil Cloud Sect,
although Tian had vanquished the peak Emperor Level practitioners, the other six forces had gained the upper hand.
Yet, in such a high-stakes annihilation battle on the Dongyuan Continent, the six major forces inevitably suffered losses.
Many lives were lost.
Still, when compared to the complete extinction of the Devil Cloud Sect, their losses were significantly fewer.
But in absolute terms, the death toll was substantial.
Previously, to maximize the use of the Demon Aura, Lin Xuan had instructed the disciples from the five major forces to deposit the corpses of the Devil Cloud Sect's warriors into the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool.
The warriors from the original six great forces were left untouched.
He was neither a Demonic Martial Artist nor a callous individual.
He would never engage in such inhumane acts,
nor would he want to foster resentment among his followers.
No one would want to serve someone who wouldn't even ensure the sanctity of their own or their loved ones' remains after death.
That was utterly heart-wrenching.
Consequently, many people seized the opportunity to gather the bodies of their dear friends or relatives. Upon their return, they intended to find a fitting resting place for a proper burial.
However, a considerable number of bodies remained unclaimed, left to lie on the ground or amidst the rubble, forgotten by all.
At this moment, these bodies had been completely drained of their essence, ultimately turning to dust, vanishing without a trace.
Even the blood that stained the earth had been absorbed, drawn into the Demon Aura Blood Pool.
The martial artists from the five major forces, stationed over ten miles away, might not have noticed.
But Lin Xuan, present at the scene, could perceive it with unmistakable clarity.
The blood and the very essence of the corpses, once they seeped into the ground, were thoroughly extracted and funneled into the Demon Aura Blood Pool.
Chapter 12 – The Demon Aura Blood Pool