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However, while this force exceeded Lin Xuan's understanding, its current intensity remained at the Emperor Level. It could potentially influence those at the peak of the Emperor Level, but it posed no threat to Lin Xuan, whose physical strength had already attained the Half-level Emperor status.
Lin Xuan's gaze was penetrating, as if he could see through the dark red spirit blood straight to the bottom of the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool. With his mastery of strength and expertise in Spell Formation, he could instantly discern that this commotion was caused by the grand formation at the pool's base, emanating from several Formation Marks that were beyond his comprehension.
Unexpectedly, these Formation Marks had such extraordinary effects. They could operate autonomously and perform a variety of functions. These were not comparable to any Formation Marks Lin Xuan had encountered before, surpassing even some Emperor Level Formation Marks in complexity. Indeed, they were a legacy of the Demon Essence Race—mysterious and profound.
Lin Xuan felt a slight heaviness in his heart, yet he chose not to interfere with this process. It was advantageous for Tian and held no detriment to himself. However, he pondered what the outcome would be if the Devil Cloud Sect were at its zenith when such an event occurred. Without a proper countermeasure from the Demon Essence Race, the middle and lower tiers of the sect would likely suffer severe damage before they could act. The upper echelon, on the other hand, could resist and even harvest more Demon Aura spirit blood to fortify themselves further.
Such is the nature of the Demon Force—spare no one, not even your own. Perhaps, to the Demon Essence Race, the entire Demon Essence Palace on the Tianyuan Continent was insignificant, unworthy of their concern, which is why they bequeathed such a flawed Spell Formation.
Lin Xuan mused to himself, making silent calculations. Ultimately, the land of the Devil Cloud Sect was cleansed of all traces of blood, severed limbs, and the stench of blood in the air had vanished without a trace.
Only vast expanses of ruins, craters, and fissured earth remained.
It looked as though a massive earthquake, a natural calamity, had just struck.
Yet, it bore no resemblance to the aftermath of a sect-destroying battle fought by hundreds of thousands of warriors.
The grand Spell Formation began to function once more, with slight changes occurring in a few core Formation Marks.
Lin Xuan meticulously documented these alterations for future reference.
The path of Spell Formation was deep and intricate, in no way inferior to the Martial Path.
It was undoubtedly a presence that exceeded the entire scope of the Tianyuan Continent.
At present, it was beyond Lin Xuan's reach.
However, he would not miss the opportunity to observe it, despite his lack of understanding.
As time went on...
The waterline in the Demon Aura Blood Pool continued its steady decline.
Even though the grand formation below operated autonomously, attempting to consume the essence of all life in its vicinity to replenish itself, it was ultimately not a true living entity and faced numerous limitations.
Its range was finite, as was the level of its power.
Once exceeded, it would cease to function.
Such capabilities, like devouring Emperor Level warriors or expanding its range automatically, would not be deployed to the Tianyuan Continent by the Demon Essence Race, as it would be too wasteful.
Meanwhile, Tian's rate of devouring spirit blood remained constant.
Consequently, the outcome was predictable.
More than an hour passed...
The once unfathomable Demon Aura Blood Pool, spanning over ten miles, was eventually emptied.
The base of the pool turned pitch black, devoid of any scent of blood or the previous exotic aroma.
It seemed indistinguishable from a regular lake.
The Spell Formation beneath also ceased its operation and became hidden.
From the outside, nothing seemed amiss.
At that moment, Tian's true form in the sky towered at seven thousand meters.
Massive and imposing, it inspired terror in those who beheld it.
It appeared as though each of his movements could cause the Void to collapse and the sun and moon to pale in comparison—utterly terrifying.
Then, that colossal figure, which dimmed the sunlight, began to shrink rapidly, like a balloon being deflated.
In the blink of an eye, it had shrunk to a mere speck, too small for the naked eye to see.
Then, it transformed into a streak of blood-red light, charging towards Lin Xuan.
In a flash, it was right in front of him.
"Awoo! Awoo!"
Tian called out joyfully, now only the size of a palm.
In stark contrast to the massive creature it had been before, it was now almost incomparable.
Aside from a slightly swollen belly, Tian looked much the same as before.
Such talent left Lin Xuan feeling quite envious.
Even a Half-level Emperor would be overwhelmed to death by the vast lake of spirit blood.
But Tian was unaffected.
He was also visibly pleased, having reaped a rich harvest.
Truly beyond compare.
"Awoo! Awoo!"
Tian let out a few more cries.
Though he couldn't speak human language, his intelligence was far from low.
Lin Xuan and Tian shared a deep understanding.
The meaning behind Tian's cries was easily grasped by Lin Xuan.
"So, you're saying that after consuming this spirit blood, you need to sleep for a while. When you wake up, you'll be confident enough to stand against the Demon Aura?"
Lin Xuan's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
It was just as he had expected.
The Demon Aura blood from this lake was of the highest quality and in massive quantities.
Having devoured it all, Tian's strength was sure to see a significant boost.
Should he reach the level of a Half-level Emperor Demon Aura, it would be a tremendous advantage for Lin Xuan.
He would be free to roam and act as he pleased in the Central Essence Continent.
All things considered, this was undoubtedly one of the biggest surprises of his return to the Dongyuan Continent.
"Awoo!"
Tian no longer felt like wandering outside; that desire had faded.
He simply wanted to sleep as he had before, to digest and absorb the spirit blood.
Despite his extraordinary talent and high bloodline level, consuming so much spirit blood at once had left him feeling bloated and uncomfortable.
It would be better to sleep as he had in the past, waking up later with a significant increase in strength.
That would be far more satisfying.
"Alright, then go ahead and sleep."
Lin Xuan gave a slight nod.
He retrieved the Emperor Level Beastmaster Bag that Tian had previously used.
Tian, unlike other demonic beasts, wouldn't suffocate to death, but he would still be quite uncomfortable. The Beastmaster Bag, though specifically designed for such creatures, had its drawbacks, including limited space and a rather dull interior. Nevertheless, it provided a decent dwelling for demonic beasts and was especially suitable for slumber.
Transforming into a streak of light, Tian disappeared into the bag. Lin Xuan then safely tucked the Emperor Level Beastmaster Bag into his Walkspace, ensuring its security. He anticipated the day when Tian would awaken, a day that would surely astonish the world.
Lin Xuan's smile faded as he turned his gaze downward to the desolate expanse below. The Demon Aura Blood Pool, now as black and barren as a scorched pot, had dried up completely. Recognizing its obsolescence, Lin Xuan saw no reason for its continued existence. A tremendous force surged up from the ground beneath him.