Chapter 46: Gui Xu Blood Tide Calamity
Lu Qingyang stepped on the Xuanming rock at the edge of the Gui Xu rift, and the water-repelling array patterns on the soles of his boots stirred up fine lightning on the greenish-gray reef. The blood tide surging at the bottom of the abyss was laden with ten-thousand-year Evil Qi, and the Dragon Pearl's faint glow on the surface of the qingmu spirit pearl circulated, subtly resonating with the mottled Sea-Town inscription on the rock wall. The Dragon King's Blood he had swallowed three days prior had condensed Dragon Scale Battle Patterns on the surface of his Golden Core, which now flickered erratically with the erosion of the blood Evil Qi, like the phosphorescence of a deep-sea anglerfish.
“The coral of this Gui Xu is three points redder than the coral bonsai in Drunken Immortal Pavilion.” He tapped the inverted blood coral on the rock wall with a bent finger, and densely packed 《Burial Sea Curse》 appeared in the scattered crystal fragments. Su Li’s Puppet Silk wrapped around a floating crystal shard, and the moment a silver needle pierced into the gaps of the curse, the entire sea area suddenly boiled like a cooking pot.
Yinghuo’s silver bell cord swept away the surging crimson tide, and chensha stone shattered the blood Puppet attacking from the undercurrent. Nine corpse Puppets draped in Jiao Xiao floated up from the wreckage of sunken halberds, their exposed ribs entangled with bronze chains, and the seaweed patterns on the chain links were identical to the cracks on the qingmu spirit pearl. “Ye Wuchen treats Gui Xu like his own backyard.” Lu Qingyang split open the abdominal cavity of a corpse Puppet with his fingers, digging out a walnut-sized Blood Soul Pearl, “This Pearl is in the black market…”
Before he finished speaking, the 《Gui Xu Dragon Burial Chart》 on the rock wall suddenly peeled off. Bronze chains erupted, condensing into a dragon Dragon phantom, and the undercurrent swept by the Dragon’s whiskers actually shook the Battle Patterns on the Golden Core’s surface, causing spiderweb cracks. Lu Qingyang stepped on the collapsing Xuanming rock, dodging, and the array patterns on the soles of his boots interacted with the Dragon Qi, imprinting a fragmented array diagram of the Tai Xu Swallowing Sky Skill on the seabed. The Dragon Pearl suddenly burst forth with a faint glow, solidifying the approaching blood mist into icy coral.
“Xun Palace shifts, Gen Mountain suppresses the sea!”
Yinghuo’s chensha array temporarily repelled the Dragon soul, and Lu Qingyang took the opportunity to sweep towards the abyss altar. The qingmu spirit pearl reflected the coral jade coffin at the bottom of the altar, the coffin lid was not carved with runes, but with a picture of ten thousand races offering sacrifices, and the main sacrificer’s posture of holding a halberd was nine parts similar to Ye Wuchen’s sword moves. He sneered as he pried open the jade coffin: “Ye Laozei’s painter was well worth it…”
However, what surged out of the coffin was not a corpse, but the solidified Evil Qi of Gui Xu. The moment the Evil Qi touched the Dragon Pearl, the Battle Patterns on the Golden Core’s surface suddenly erupted, and in their struggle with the Dragon Scale Dao patterns, they actually condensed an ancient Sea God phantom. Su Li’s Puppet Silk wrapped around his wrist: “Evil Qi is corroding your Dantian!”
“Corroding my Dantian?” Lu Qingyang shook off the silk threads, his pupils glowing with the deep blue of deep-sea fish, “Back then, to break the blood Gu, Mr. Lu drank the poison of the Gui Xu anglerfish alive…” His voice abruptly stopped, he suddenly froze on the spot—a half-scroll of the 《Sea Burial Sutra》 was pressed against the bottom of the jade coffin, and tucked between the pages was not a talisman paper, but a piece of coral bone of the same origin as the Dragon Pearl.
At the peak of the blood tide at midnight, the mournful sound of a conch horn came from the depths of Gui Xu. Lu Qingyang stepped on the vortex formed by the Dragon soul and leaped towards the epicenter, the qingmu spirit pearl reflecting the blood coral forest in the abyss crack. Three hundred Cultivator remains hung upside down in the forest, and a blood coral grew in the Dantian of each skeleton, its roots intertwined with Taiyi Pavilion-style sword scabbards.
“Li Palace returns to its place, Kan Water Seals the soul!”
The moment the chensha stone shattered the Seal barrier, the blood coral forest suddenly rioted. The coral branches transformed into tens of thousands of blood spears, stabbing towards him, and the spear tips, upon touching the faint glow of the Dragon Pearl, actually pieced together half of the 《Gui Xu Spiritual Vein Map》 in mid-air. Lu Qingyang stepped on the coral branches and leaped towards the heart of the forest, the Sea God phantom on the Golden Core’s surface suddenly opened its eyes, and exhaled a wisp of Divine Sense mixed with the smell of alcohol: “Ten-thousand-year-old blood coral can temper the Golden Core.”
At the fifth watch, the undercurrent reversed, and a sword cry came from the depths of the coral forest. Lu Qingyang found a half-broken Gui Xu jade bi in the heart of the forest, and the residual Evil Qi on the bi surface suddenly came alive, manifesting in his Sea of Consciousness the secret of Taiyi Pavilion sacrificing Cultivators to cultivate blood coral. Yinghuo’s silver bell cord wrapped around an undercurrent, and the three of them used the force to rush out of the coral forest.
At dawn, Lu Qingyang stood on the keel of a sunken ship, overlooking the Gui Xu Sea Eye. The qingmu spirit pearl reflected the Shark silk flag fluttering in the depths of the vortex, and embedded in the forehead of the Sea God embroidered on the flag was a Blood Coral King that perfectly matched the Dragon Pearl. The undercurrent swept past his right arm, which was covered in coral patterns, and the Sea God phantom on the Golden Core’s surface was slowly undergoing Fusion with the Dragon King Dao patterns.
“The medicine is complete.” He flicked his finger, shattering the bone-eating barnacles attempting to climb his gauntlet, and squinted at the surging thunderstorm in the depths of the Sea Eye, “The great medicine that Ye Laozei has cultivated in Gui Xu for a thousand years has actually benefited Mr. Lu…”