Chapter 569 - 569 Qin Huai's Ultimate Technique
569 Qin Huai’s Ultimate Technique
Soon enough, the Kun Peng clan that once filled the sky lay either injured or dead. An entire clan had been annihilated by Qin Huai single-handedly.
Gao He’s lifeless body fell weakly from the heavens. With a mere wave of his hand, Qin Huai instantly stripped Gao He of all his possessions. These included a few gold notes and several talismans designed to mask one’s aura.
As for artifacts, the demon clan seemed indifferent to them. To these creatures, their own bodies were the ultimate weapons. Even as demons, their physical strength wasn’t as strong as in their primitive forms.
And then… Qin Huai picked up a broken mirror. It seemed like an ordinary, ancient mirror with an ordinary reflective surface. Yet, a red line, elusive and agile like a fish in a lake, swam across the mirror.
“Eh…” Qin Huai murmured, looking at his reflection, which appeared blurry in the mirror, while the objects behind it seemed remarkably clear. “Is this a magnifying glass? Or is it… glass?” A ridiculous thought crossed Qin Huai’s mind.
Suddenly, Gao He’s body hit the sea of blood and was swallowed by the pitiless abyss. A flood of memories surged before Qin Huai.
“So this is actually the rebirth mirror. It can reveal the strength of a living being’s fortune, the extent of their lifespan, and even fragments of their recent memories.”
Mimicking Gao He’s movements from his memories, Qin Huai used the rebirth mirror on the fallen corpse. A black flame and a cultivation memory instantly appeared in Qin Huai’s Life of Restoration. As the body was wholly consumed by the sea of blood, Qin Huai extracted that memory again for comparison. They were identical.
“The blood sea only unveils the memories of those devoured by it, but the rebirth mirror can see the past of the living…” Qin Huai mused, intrigued by the mirror’s power. He also found himself puzzled about how an artifact like the rebirth mirror could be created.
As he examined Gao He’s memories, Qin Huai uncovered some secrets. When Gao He was wreaking havoc in Qingzhou City, he encountered Tang Pi, who came to subdue him. Recognizing his good fortune, they immediately surrendered and pledged their allegiance. Gao He proved himself to be hardworking and diligent, eventually becoming Tang Pi’s trusted aide.
However, upon noticing Tang Pi’s waning luck, Gao He secretly allied himself with the white-robed king. During this trip, Gao He intended to disclose Tang Pi’s recent movements and plans. Unfortunately for him, Qin Huai intervened, leading to his demise.
Through the rebirth mirror, Qin Huai observed Tang Pi enveloped in enormous white flames, which enabled him to rule Qingzhou for decades. But when he looked at the white-robed king, the white flames were bigger and brighter.
“Tang Pi’s luck is on par with the prefecture overseer of Qingzhou, but the white-robed king’s luck is many times stronger. Why?” Qin Huai pondered. Was he fated to lose this battle?
A moment of uncertainty gripped him, but he pushed it aside. There was no room for surrender now. If the white-robed king learned that Qin Huai had killed Wang Kun and even refined the blood sea, his dream of the king realm puppet would be utterly destroyed. He would undoubtedly pursue Qin Huai to the ends of the earth.
Qin Huai dove into the sea of blood to recuperate and acclimatize to his enhanced strength. From Gao He and Tang Pi’s memories, he gleaned that Qingzhou City had been experiencing turmoil. Kong Binghuang and his followers were causing constant disturbances in the city, unsettling traitors and causing them to neglect the ten counties of East Green.
Following several blunders by the Thousand Divination Tower, the white-robed king, in a fit of rage, slaughtered the entire organization. The dying cultivators of the Thousand Divination Tower took many core members of the Sacred Heart Sect with them.
Then, the white-robed king’s subordinates and even the king himself began to chase after the people of Wuji Mountain.
In his memory, Qin Huai had observed the white-robed king’s attacks from a distance a few times. The terrifying momentum had already far exceeded the visceral prefecture realm’s capacity. Towards Lingkou Pass, the white-robed king’s subordinates had also clashed several times with the Qingzhou Alliance.
After a considerable time, Qin Huai opened his eyes and sighed involuntarily, “The white-robed king is too strong…” He knew he had to push himself. “I must push my killing power to the limit.”
Relying solely on the flame longevity technique would not be sufficient. “If I aim to kill a king realm expert, I might have to sacrifice more than half of my lifespan,” he reflected.
Furthermore, it might not even hit the white-robed king. The risk was too high. A method with sufficient killing power and extensive range was needed.
Racking his brains, Qin Huai suddenly became still. He glanced at the warm fluid enveloping him and contemplated, “The blood sea is already my spirit treasure. Can I use my organs to transform it into invincible Vajra blood?”
He aspired to combine Vajra Rain and Heaven’s Wrath, replacing them with the Vajra Pillar. His plan was to crash the entire sea of blood down. Without any hesitation, Qin Huai began his attempt.
Activating the blood heart technique, he started to slowly absorb a part of the blood sea into his heart. Even though he could fully absorb the sea of blood, the premature start of the final battle due to the white-robed king’s discovery deterred him from doing so.
A significant amount of blood was consumed by Qin Huai’s heart. Under his guidance, countless invincible Vajra blood merged with the sea of blood. Immediately, Qin Huai triggered the divine power book of a thousand creations and began forging, attempting to unify the two powers.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of hammering echoed within Qin Huai’s body. Watching as the invincible Vajra blood gradually disappeared into the sea of blood, the golden hue turned into red. Undeterred, Qin Huai frantically activated the blood heart technique, constantly producing new blood.
Fifteen minutes, two hours… A day passed.
With weary eyes, Qin Huai slowly opened them. For a whole day and night, he had been repeating the steps of blood production, forging, and compatibility. Despite his efforts, the color of the blood sea remained a deep red. And this was only an insignificant portion of the blood sea.
“I was too naive.” A bitter laugh escaped Qin Huai. He had overestimated his ability to replace the blood sea, formed from the blood and qi of millions of beings, with his invincible Vajra blood.
Feeling defeated, he could only return the blood in his heart to the sea of blood. Then, in the following instant, Qin Huai’s face broke into a smile.
“No! There’s a chance!” He suddenly realized his control over the blood sea seemed to have become more refined.
A sudden thought struck him. The sea of blood that he had released, along with ten times the amount of surrounding blood, was instantly gathered by Qin Huai.
He compressed the energy of the blood sea with a single thought. Within a thousand meters, the sea of blood was compressed into a ten-meter-long spear. The tremendous energy caused the blood sea to solidify entirely.
Something like this would have been impossible for Qin Huai in the past. Now, looking at the spear before him, with withering, decay, collapse, purification, Sanskrit, power swirling within… It resembled a world-destroying spear.
“Yes, this is it.” Hope reignited in Qin Huai’s heart.
He calculated that he would need only a month. He let the entire sea of blood spread freely. Then, he sat down cross-legged again and swallowed another piece of the blood sea into his heart.
The hammering sound of the divine power book of a thousand creations echoed again in the peaceful blood sea. Qin Huai began to repeat the process, injecting new blood sea energy into the sea of blood with increasing enthusiasm.
As time passed, the entire sea of blood shifted form and shape at Qin Huai’s whim.
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Half a month later, at the ruins of the Thousand Divination Tower, the Heart’s Eye Pavilion was still intact. The white-robed king was seated peacefully by the side of the pavilion, his eyes closed as if he was resting.
“My lord, there is no news from the ten counties of East Qingzhou and Lingkou Pass.” A man quietly appeared behind the white-robed king.
“It seems Wang Kun has made a move,” the white-robed king replied, not showing any sign of surprise. He sighed, “In the end, I still have to forcefully inject it into Wang Kun and turn him into an emotionless puppet.”
A red pearl in the white-robed king’s hand started to emit light. At the same time, the vast sea of blood in the sky began to surge.