C1418 Confusion
C1418 Confusion
Lin Xuan sat cross-legged on the Stone Stand at the heart of the Spell Formation, his eyes slightly narrowed as he sensed and controlled the formation beneath him. Tian hovered nearby, his keen gaze sweeping the area vigilantly to guard against any unforeseen events. Occasionally, his eyes would linger on the vast lake of Demon Aura blood with a trace of longing; he had never experienced such an immense reservoir of energy-rich spiritual liquid in his existence.
As time slipped by silently, the spirit blood in the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool churned, absorbing the spiritual Qi mist and gradually refining into a finished product. The color deepened from crimson to a dark, blackish-red. Peculiar vibrations emanated from the pool's depths, permeating the surroundings. These vibrations were the true agents of the lower Spell Formation, refining the final product.
Despite Lin Xuan's expertise in Spell Formations, the nature of these fluctuations eluded him. He could neither grasp nor comprehend their underlying principles. Nevertheless, this did not hinder Lin Xuan's ability to manipulate them and harness their formidable power. This particular aspect was confined to the core, a minuscule part of the whole.
Lin Xuan maintained control over the vast majority of the area, skillfully utilizing the Spell Formation to achieve the desired results and accelerate the process. In contrast, if the Devil Cloud Sect, with its six peak Emperor Level and numerous late-period Emperor Level warriors, were to undertake this task, they would require significantly more time and energy—several times, if not dozens of times, more than Lin Xuan.
The first reason was their limited understanding of the ways of Spell Formations. They would need a Formation Master to assist and repeatedly correct them, preventing errors that could lead to failure. The more participants involved, the more complex the task of unifying and coordinating their efforts became.
Secondly, they lacked a sufficiently powerful individual to take charge and exert full control over the operation. Even Mo Ying, the Sect Master, with his formidable strength, was only at the peak of the Emperor Level, not markedly different from his peers.
Lin Xuan alone was capable of achieving what the entire Devil Cloud Sect would have required a significant amount of time and energy to accomplish.
Before anyone realized it, an hour had slipped by.
The spiritual energy and mist below had significantly dissipated.
In the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool, the once scarlet Demon Aura blood had darkened to a blackish-red hue.
A faint fragrance wafted through the air, a stark contrast to the previous scent of blood, now reminiscent of finely aged wine.
Yet, the emanating pressure was increasingly formidable.
Wei Zhengzhen, Cang Shuiyue, and the others had no choice but to withdraw from the vicinity of the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool, their hearts pounding with shock.
"What grade of Demon Aura Spirit Blood is this, possessing a pressure that slightly surpasses the peak of the Emperor Level?"
"The Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pools we've seen before pale in comparison to this one!"
"It seems the Devil Cloud Sect truly had an extensive scheme! Thankfully, it was disrupted, or we would have been the ones to suffer!"
"In the Void, the replenishment rate of the spiritual energy has slowed by more than half, even falling short of what we see in Devil Essence City.
This time, Senior Lin's refinement of this lake's Demon Aura Spirit Blood must have drawn significantly from the deep spirit stone veins!"
"To accomplish such a monumental feat in such a short span of time speaks to the depths of Senior Lin's martial prowess and mastery as a Formation Master!"
"..."
The group exchanged thoughts through their divine sense, filled with both awe and reflection.
They were not only stunned by the Devil Cloud Sect's preparations but also by the display of Lin Xuan's Spell Formation expertise.
As a peak Emperor Level figure, wielding authority over one of the six major powers, he was among the elite of the Dongyuan Continent.
Even without personal expertise in Spell Formations, he had extensive interactions and favorable relations with Emperor Level Formation Masters.
Most had only a rudimentary understanding of the art of Spell Formations.
Yet, in comparison to the current events, they recognized the height of Lin Xuan's proficiency.
None had ever encountered another with such comparable skill.
Indeed, on the Dongyuan Continent, there were no individuals who had mastered both martial arts and Spell Formations to such an exceptional degree.
Most Formation Masters at the Emperor Level had only reached the early stages of their cultivation. A significant portion had artificially enhanced their cultivation through the use of pills and secret techniques. Without their Spell Formations, their combat abilities did not truly meet Emperor Level standards. These Formation Masters sought to break through to the Emperor Level not to increase their power, but to gain the extended lifespan that came with it, allowing them more time and energy to delve into the intricacies of formation studies. This highlights the formidable nature of Lin Xuan. In both martial arts and formation mastery, he far surpassed what anyone could have imagined, leaving them in awe once again.
Below, a task that would typically require the full force of the Devil Cloud Sect and several days to complete was nearing completion in just a couple of hours. This was the result of the vast disparity in strength and expertise in Spell Formation. The once turbulent lake had now settled, and the thick mist of spiritual energy that surrounded it had nearly dissipated. The crimson waters of the lake had deepened to a dark red hue, from which a peculiar and enticing fragrance wafted.
This scent was dangerously seductive, and any martial artist below the Emperor Level who was drawn to it and made contact would be instantly consumed by its corrosive nature. Only those with special secret methods or who could envelop it in a high-quality Pill Essence several times over could withstand its effects. This was the deceptive allure it held.
Wei Zhengzhen and other peak Emperor Level Martial Cultivators, who had detected the fragrance from a distance, felt their vitality and spiritual essence invigorated. Yet, their faces betrayed no joy; instead, they wore grave expressions as they retreated further. Through numerous trials, they had come to understand the Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool. The release of an unusual scent was a telltale sign that the Demon Aura Blood had been properly refined, seemingly offering tremendous benefits. But in truth, these were merely superficial.
It was merely bait he'd cast while fishing.
Once he got close, it would consume him, leaving no bones behind.
He had learned this through many painful experiences.
It seemed not to be mere Spiritual Essence, but rather a living entity, eerily lifelike.
At this moment, even the few peak Emperor Level Martial Cultivators could feel a palpitation within their bodies.
One could only imagine the outcome for any other martial cultivator.
They would likely be engulfed by it and turned into the very substance of this spirit blood.
Thankfully, they had already instructed the disciples to retreat to the safety of the Emperor Level Flying Ship.
With the Flying Ship maintaining a distance of ten miles, they were safely out of reach.
Chapter 29 – The Demon Aura Blood Spirit Pool