Under the moonlight, amidst the blood light stood an old monster.
Its demonic aura was exceptionally strange and formidable.
Blood Shadow's speed is lightning-fast!
Yet Zhang Jian did not pay it any mind, as silver light flowed around him. Standing beneath the void silver moon, he seemed to merge with the delicate moonlight.
Golden Lotus Stealth Breath activated, his form silently disappeared under the moonlight.
The faint blood light swiftly approached, like strands gently passing under the moonlight, yet it could not sense Zhang Jian who was close at hand.
With a thought, Zhang Jian silently and stealthily followed this blood light.
He could feel that with the disappearance of the Iron Pen Judge in Haojing City, strands of divine light materialized, beginning a thorough search inside and outside Haojing.
This faint blood light circled around Haojing City, but soon arrived at a sparse long street.
"Chengguang Sect?"
At this moment, Zhang Jian also saw this massive palace gate. The residences outside this gate were long abandoned, appearing desolate and deep.
A layer of sinister atmosphere surrounded the place.
Such places were rare in Haojing City, but Zhang Jian had heard of this location.
Chengguang Gate was the main gate of the former dynasty's Imperial City. On the eve of the dynasty's end, an extremely fierce battle occurred in front of this gate, causing countless soldier deaths and injuries.
Thus, after Daqian was founded, they sealed this gate and established three Exorcism Wells around it to suppress the souls of warriors here.
The local residents found this place unlucky and moved away in droves.
However, some vagrants and refugees often lingered nearby, but due to frequent deaths, even the refugees eventually avoided staying here.
At this moment, a dense yinqi was hanging before the palace gate. The bright moonlight shone upon it but did not brighten the place; instead, the moonlight was obstructed by the buildings, as if it could never cover this area.
The blood light gradually emerged on the long street.
It transformed into a figure in a blood-red robe, thin in stature, pale-faced. His gaze swept around, locking onto the Three-eyed Ancient Well in front of the archway.
Surrounding the Three-eyed Ancient Well were nine tall stone tablets inscribed with countless complex ancient runes, and huge iron chains extended into the well's depths.
The blood-robed figure's gaze passed over the palace gate, seeming very familiar with the surroundings.
A hint of reminiscence was in his eyes.
He then glanced at the three Exorcism Wells, a rich evil qi flashing in his eyes.
"Wei Yuanyang, you destroyed my mountains and rivers, and even suppressed my parents. All these evil deeds will eventually be repaid upon your descendants!"
He muttered gloomily, extending a palm, immediately a blood-red claw reached toward the iron chain on the stone tablet.
Crackling!
In an instant, crimson thunderbolts leapt from below the iron chain, with countless divine runes hidden within the thunderbolts, like long serpents sweeping towards the blood-robed figure.
Clearly, there were also Forbidden Techniques surrounding the three Exorcism Wells.
Zhang Jian materialized in the corner, observing this scene and listening to the Blood Shadow Demon Sect powerhouse's mutterings, discerning that this person was a royal of the former dynasty.
The meaning in his words suggested that his parents were suppressed deep within these Exorcism Wells.
In the instant the thought struck, the blood-robed figure, unhurriedly, a hint of derision in his eyes, grasped with his hand, a divine soul shot out, colliding with the charging thunderbolt, perishing within the lightning in terror.
"It wasn't me who killed you, but the people of Dong Shen Temple did!"
The blood-robed figure coldly watched this scene unfold. Instantly, intense blood light emanated from him, flowing towards the nine stone tablets, manifesting numerous black blood bubbles that were nauseating to witness.
Zhang Jian observed this scene, eyes wavering.
Based on the magical phenomena, he could tell it was the supreme true inheritance of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, the Blood River Scripture. If cultivated to great success, it could transform the primordial spirit into a blood river connecting an endless sea of blood, sweeping across heaven and earth, truly terrifying.
However, the Blood River Scripture is also among the most difficult demon techniques to cultivate in the world, requiring one's own skin to be peeled away, agonizingly enduring forty-nine days of trials from various demon tribulations to successfully cultivate it, initially transforming into a blood ghost, gradually becoming a Blood Shadow.
This Yin Spirit powerhouse at this moment forced the blood light to invade the chains, slowly suppressing the thunder technique barrier emerging around the chains.
In the corner, Zhang Jian remained motionless.
He wanted to see what this Blood Shadow Demon Sect powerhouse intended to do.
The surroundings of the Exorcism Wells were clearly sealed with numerous forbidden seals by the Dong Shen Temple's powerful figures.
As the blood light suppressed the barrier, the blood-robed figure raised his eyes, and blood light began to flow into the depths of the Exorcism Well.
Three terrifying blood lights poured into the depths of the Three-eyed Well, and a thick black air began to rise from its depths.
The profound black air contained yin and evil qi, obscuring clouds and moon. Even from the distant corner, Zhang Jian couldn't help but frown, feeling as if countless Yin souls and fierce ghosts were roaring.
There seemed to be a great power within.
After this black air emerged, the blood-robed figure's eyes lit up with joy. He formed seals with his hands, and a long river of blood light blocked the well opening, greedily absorbing the black air within.
"Roar!"
But at that moment, a non-human roar echoed from the well's depths.
This non-human roar not only changed the blood-robed figure's expression but also surprised Zhang Jian in the distance.
At that moment, the three Hidden Dragon Fates within his brow were restless, as if conveying an intense desire.
He faintly saw threads of pure purple qi escaping from the depths of the Three-eyed Well.
"Is there a dragon down there?"
Zhang Jian's eyes wavered.
He realized this might not be an Exorcism Well, but rather a Dragon-Suppressing Well.
The so-called dragon was naturally not a True Dragon, but a nation's Dragon Vein.
Of course, it shouldn't be the Daqian Dragon Vein.
If it were the Daqian Dragon Vein, it couldn't be tainted with such dense evil qi and evil power.
Thoughts flashed through Zhang Jian's mind.
This Dragon Qi was undeniably a treasure.
After the non-human sound echoed, intense, pitch-black evil qi erupted from the well's depths.
Rumble!!
From deep in the earth, a muffled sound of thunder could be faintly heard, and with a twist, three intense Pure Yang Golden Lights surged from the well's depths, dispersing the endless black evil, instantly driving back the blood shadow divine light above the well opening.
"Pure Yang Mirror? You wretched old codger of Dong Shen Temple!"
Feeling the pure and fierce divine light, the blood-robed figure's expression changed in an instant. He sensed the terrifying divine power contained within that golden light, but there was no time to respond. The golden light engulfed him, prompting a painful scream. His blood robe bloated to cover him entirely, and his form instantly turned into a blood light retreating.
Watching this massive disturbance unfold in the darkness, knowing the Daoists of Dong Shen Temple would likely arrive soon, Zhang Jian also took his leave.
Yet, there was a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
The final black qi, if he had not mistaken, was a concentrated corpse qi.
The pure corpse qi now far exceeded the Yin-Yang Corpse Demon he had encountered before.
"Besides the Dragon Vein, whose remains are suppressed at the well's bottom?"