"The energy contained in this Ba Snake’s blood is immense; just one drop could subdue a Yang God. If you jump straight in, you’ll be annihilated instantly," Zhang Chen hastily manipulated Fox Fairy Nannan to stand at the edge of the blood pit.
Fox Fairy Nannan expressed a different opinion:
"Look at the energy dispersing from the blood pool; the secrets within the blood are exposed, losing the seal of flesh, and in the blink of an eye, it evaporates into the world. The energy dissipates quickest from the top layers, slower from the bottom, so that won’t happen. I’m not foolish; I wouldn’t seek death!"
Zhang Chen sensed these words for a moment, then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "It’s said that Fox Spirits are clever; I didn’t expect you to be this intelligent. But first, go deliver the message for me, and you can absorb the energy when you return."
Fox Fairy Nannan showed immediate disapproval: "Going back and forth will take at least one hour, delaying how much blood I can absorb."
"It’s like you can absorb continuously; within the time it takes for one incense stick to burn, you’ll be filled to death. Quick, deliver the message to Xie Lingyun, and you’ll have plenty of time when you return," urged Zhang Chen.
Though reluctant, Fox Fairy Nannan had no choice but to comply.
Zhang Chen watched Fox Fairy Nannan’s departing back, then turned to look at Ma Zhou struggling in the blood pit without intervening, quietly swallowing Ba Snake’s blood.
Time trickled by, Ma Zhou’s actions in the blood pit grew weaker, yet his heartbeat grew stronger. Despite the hundred-meter distance, Zhang Chen could distinctly hear Ma Zhou’s heartbeat.
Initially, Ma Zhou’s heartbeat resembled a small hammer striking a pot, then it echoed like a drum in the air.
"This Ma Zhou is truly blessed," Zhang Chen thought in amazement.
Time rushed by, Zhang Chen devoured Ba Snake’s blood; under the power of his bat-like teeth, the blood flowed like a great river, enhancing Zhang Chen’s Blood Control Technique experience.
Two hours later, Fox Fairy Nannan returned: "I’ve delivered the message, and Xie Lingyun has already begun preparations."
Then Fox Fairy Nannan’s soul leapt with a splash into the large opening of Ba Snake, beginning to absorb its blood, only to jump out after an incense stick’s time passed, shouting to Zhang Chen: "I need to absorb Creation; I might awaken the lineage again this time, don’t disturb me."
After speaking, Fox Fairy Nannan vanished from Ba Snake’s back, returning to Zhang Chen’s Dragon Qi.
Zhang Chen shook his head and continued to meditate. Another half-day passed, and Ba Snake’s body shrank to a size of eight miles.
Zhang Chen’s Blood Control Technique’s speed in devouring blood was undeniably terrifying.
Meanwhile, Zhang Chen covertly observed Ma Zhou’s actions as he transformed into a blood cocoon, hovering in the sanguine waters.
Even with Ba Snake’s eye empowerment, Ma Zhou could barely absorb blood due to his innate physical limitations and the constraints of the human body—a mere fraction of what Zhang Chen absorbed.
Suddenly, distant footsteps echoed; a horde of jackals, foxes, and wild boars hurriedly arrived.
About seventy or eighty creatures with swirling demonic power, matured and formidable.
Among the Demon Beasts, Zhang Chen spotted an acquaintance: Chen Sanliang.
Clad in bear skin, Chen Sanliang rode a wild boar at the pack’s forefront, sprinting from afar, raising clouds of dust.
Compared to their last farewell, Chen Sanliang’s face appeared more worn, seeming much older.
The wild boar under him measured ten meters long, over three meters tall, covered in dense yet smooth hair, two tusks gleaming coldly, exuding a vicious aura that would strike fear into anyone.
Beside Chen Sanliang, two foxes of varying sizes rode atop the boar’s neck and snout, directing the boar’s path.
These foxes were as big as calves, enveloped in enigmatic energy, clearly matured.
One Zhang Chen recognized as Bai Cang, Master of Qingqiu, but the other was unfamiliar.
On both sides of the massive boar, beasts like bears, jackals, and tigers roamed the mountains.
"Unexpectedly, the Demon Race found this Ba Snake’s fall site first; Ba Snake is truly one of the Great Creations in the Spiritual World," Zhang Chen sat cross-legged on Ba Snake’s body, observing the approaching Demon Race crowd, hesitating: "Should I intervene to stop them?"
Yet each Demon Beast appeared ferocious, especially the Bear—no ordinary bear—it stood ten meters tall, merely walking; if upright, thirty meters in height, its massive form akin to a small building.
Though Zhang Chen believed his Mountain-moving Technique to be mighty with ten thousand pounds, the Bear’s single swipe might withstand a hundred thousand pounds.
"No wonder the Demon Race can rival the Human Race; with such stature, who can fight against them without the Yang God?" Zhang Chen thought incredulously.
Moreover, these colossal-bodied Demon Beasts likely had innate divine techniques, with power truly earth-shattering. Their true strength was unknown without confrontation.
"Master, is this the Divine Demon’s body fallen from the Celestial Realm? Truly a wondrous Creation," Bai Cang’s Yin Spirit Emergence stared at the enormous form with terror-filled eyes.