Chapter 193: Sacrifice a prehistoric world, condense a drop of blood, and fail to resurrect

As time passed, Di Qing and Yang Mei watched the bloody wilderness in front of them disappear bit by bit, and finally merge into one, gradually turning into a drop of blood.

Yes, just a drop of blood.

The chaotic energy, like the essence and blood of the Hunyuan Demon God, just floated here. And the previous primitive world also completely disappeared.

A drop of blood condensed from the entire prehistoric world now encompasses everything, condenses endless life, and blooms the vast avenue of blood.

In that avenue, one can see a shadow evolving and a life being born.

Emperor Qing was alert: "Is this really a method of resurrection? It is more like a powerful Hunyuan who practiced the Great Way of Blood, and sacrificed the entire prehistoric world with blood to complete his own resurrection."

"Just from the Great Dao of Blood displayed on the surface, one can feel the horror of the Great Dao. It can be seen to what level this ancient existence that is about to be resurrected has cultivated the Great Dao of Blood. I think this ancient Hunyuan must have gone deep into the primitive sand beach. Otherwise, it would not be so powerful. But such a powerful existence has also fallen. How dangerous is it behind this primitive sand beach?" Yang Mei obviously thought more.

But Di Qing was very clear about the dangers behind the primitive beach.

However, Emperor Qing was thinking whether he should leave this place. What if this ancient powerful Hunyuan was resurrected and wanted to cause trouble for him?
But at this moment, the blood essence that melted the primitive world erupted with an extremely terrifying aura. The blood-colored avenue surged, spreading across the chaotic void here, shaking many primitive worlds around.

The primitive worlds seemed to be disturbed and then severely damaged. Moreover, the drop of blood essence seemed to turn into countless blood-colored tentacles, grabbing the primitive worlds around it. Then, it burst into a terrifying swallowing, swallowing the primitive worlds as well, turning them into nutrients for the drop of blood essence.

With such changes, a roar was heard from it: "Not enough, still not enough. I want to be resurrected, I want to kill those guys. Ah..."

Amid the roar, several Honghuang were pulled and merged into this drop of essence and blood. One thought that sacrificing one Honghuang would be enough to revive it, but it turned out that this was not enough at all.

As the six ancient creatures completely fell into this essence and blood, a terrifying breath of life spread.

Just like a beating heart, I saw the blood essence gradually forming a heart. But at the moment when the heart was formed, there was a panic and anger: "What, there is a flaw? The Bloody Primordial that I left behind as a means of resurrection was obviously perfected by me, how could there be a flaw? Especially such a flaw is imprinted in it, it means that my evolution is flawed, and then my resurrection is flawed. This, this..."

Amid the roar, a small gap appeared in the chaotic heart that evolved from this drop of essence and blood.

This small gap made Di Qing and Yang Mei shocked and pale: "This, this gap seems to be..."

"Don't say anything, just run." Di Qing said in a low voice and left immediately.

There was no doubt that the outline of the gap was somewhat similar to the gap left when he and Yang Mei shattered the bloody fetal membrane.

But neither Di Qing nor Yang Mei expected that they were just a loophole for escaping, but would become the fatal weakness of the ancient Hunyuan that was about to be resurrected.

How is this possible? Isn't it possible that such a powerful cultivator is not aware of Di Qing and Yang Mei's intrusion? Could it be that when he was resurrected, he didn't feel something was missing?
Di Qing and Yang Mei looked at each other, neither could find the answer.

But as the roar surged and the gap widened, endless intertwined chaotic blood burst out from the heart, turning into drops of blood essence, flying into the void, flying into various wild places, sinking into these wild places, stirring up countless waves.

Then I saw the heart beating very fast: "Ah... I can't accept it. I can't accept this failure. My resurrection..."

"Boom..." Finally, with the unwilling cry, it turned into a terrifying roar.

The ancient Primordial Primordial that failed to be resurrected, with a drop of blood condensed from several prehistoric times, instantly exploded. The terrifying power spread instantly, like a chaotic tsunami, or a chaotic storm, instantly tearing apart everything that could be seen before his eyes.

All the ruins of that unreachable land were swept away and shattered by such a storm, and some were even swept into the storm like meteors and disappeared into the endless land.

Horrible, extremely horrible.

The most terrifying thing is the exploding essence and blood, which turns into countless blood, carrying the power that can penetrate everything, piercing through the void, and piercing through the wilderness.

Di Qing and Yang Mei felt such a terrifying force sweeping over them, and they desperately took out their trump cards to resist.

Emperor Qing took out many spiritual treasures, many great instruments, and many magical powers, but they were as fragile as sand and dust and were torn to pieces in an instant.

"Damn it. Use my blood to awaken the Three Treasures, the Axe of Creation..." This forced Emperor Qing to revive the Three Treasures of Creation, guide them with blood, and rely on the imprint of the Great Dao to awaken the Buzhou will of the inner wilderness.

Yang Mei also took out many trump cards at this moment, but unfortunately they all exploded. Even his most powerful treasure was shattered. Now facing such a storm, he was desperate and waiting to die.

Seeing this, Di Qing didn't bother to hide it and pulled Yang Mei into his protection to resist the aftermath of the terror.

"Roar..." A roar was heard in the aftermath. The three treasures of the Creation of Heaven intertwined with the will of the prehistoric world, accompanied by the blood sacrifice of Emperor Qing and the endless chaos of the prehistoric beach, and a terrifying transformation occurred.

The innate treasure, the Chaos Bell, swept everything away. The surface of the bell exploded, and then a new bell face emerged. The bell face was carved with chaos, and chaos spread, spreading bell waves, and erupting extremely terrifying power, which was absolutely incomparable to the innate treasure.

The chaos imprinted on the Pangu Banner has now transformed into a demon god. In the long banner, the shadows of the three thousand great demon gods and the remaining blood and essence of the demon gods are faintly visible, as if these demon gods have just fallen.

Shadows of demons and gods appeared in the Tai Chi diagram. These shadows looked like puppets, or like the residual souls of slain demons and gods.

Intertwined in this way, it finally turned into the phantom of Pangu.

At the same time, Di Qing's Dao brand was also pulled out and branded the Dantian of Pangu's figure.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The most terrifying explosion swept across Pangu's figure. Even more terrifying destruction spread, but no matter how it was destroyed, this figure was like an eternal dam of chaos, resisting the noise of such explosion.

After billions of years, the roar of the explosion finally disappeared.

But the residual aftermath was still there. But Pangu's figure had dissipated, turning into a stream of light that fell into Emperor Qing's body.

Then, watching the remaining aftermath rolling, Di Qing and Yang Mei were exhausted and unable to resist. In an instant, they were swept up by the storm, like a meteor, and swept into the chaotic void somewhere.

After such a long time, when Di Qing and Yang Mei recovered, they looked at everything unfamiliar in front of them and became extremely alert: "Here, here..."

"This place is relatively safe. But this is an extremely unfamiliar place." He raised his eyebrows and murmured, glancing sideways in horror. He had explored the primitive beach several times and encountered countless dangers, but none of them was so terrifying.

(End of this chapter)