C333 reentry of demon blood

Yang Feng used his mind to look at all of the images inside the Jizhou Wang Ding. He could no longer think about it, and did not know what was going on.

Just like that, Yang Feng fell into deep thought. After a long time, Yang Feng suddenly remembered that Chi Zheng had once told him that the golden blood in his eerie heart was the blood that only Ancestral Mages could have!

Yang Feng's mind instantly returned to the Jizhou Wang Ding, and looked at the scenes that appeared in the Jizhou Wang Ding's spirit water. There were images of all the Chinese people in the entire China, the Western European Blood Clan, and the werewolves that entered the cultivation world and the Eastern European States.

When he looked at the other eight cauldrons of spirit water, although all of them had become extremely clear, there were no longer any scenes that appeared. Yang Feng suddenly had some understanding in his heart, as if he had understood something about the nine cauldrons.

Yang Feng guessed that each cauldron in the King Yu's Nine Cauldrons could represent the fate of a race, and of course, there were strong and weak ones. The race that the Jizhou Wang Ding represented would have the most powerful destiny, and the destiny of the races that the cauldrons represented would be a little weaker.

The reason why Yang Feng guessed that was because the drop of golden blood in his eerie heart was the Ancestral Voodoo Blood, and when the golden blood that was separated from it entered the Jizhou Wang Ding, the changes that happened to the Jizhou Wang Ding was not only because of the images of all the Chinese people in the entire territory of China, but also because of the people in the Xijiang Miao Zhai, as well as the Blood Clan and the Wolf Tribe that did not appear in the picture of the Nine Cauldrons of Spirit Water before!

There was no need to talk about the people from the Xijiang Miao Zhai, they were all people with pure Witch blood, and the Blood Clan and Wolf Tribe were the strongest two races out of the eighty-one clans in Nine Li. They all had Witch blood in their bodies, so when that strand of golden blood entered the Jizhou Wang Ding, a picture of them appeared in the Spirit Water of Wang Ding.

As for why the golden blood of the Jizhou Wang Ding was the blood of the Ancestral Mage, it would also show the images of the Chinese people. This was the reason why Yang Feng had the other half of the blood vessels. Although the golden blood in Yang Feng's eerie heart was the Ancestral Shaman's blood, Yang Feng's father, Yang Ming, had pure human blood, so Yang Feng's blood still existed as a human. Although Yang Feng had compressed all of his blood into a drop of golden blood after absorbing Chi You's blood, the human blood barely made up the majority of it, but it had always been there.

It was because Yang Feng's drop of golden blood did not only contain the Ancestral Shaman's blood, but also the blood of a human. Therefore, in the Jizhou Wang Ding, what appeared was a picture of a human together with the Witch clan, and the luck that the Jizhou Wang Ding represented was also shared by the Witch clan and human beings!

From within the Jizhou Wang Ding, Yang Feng could also see that every time an image appeared, the purple divine dragon swimming happily in the spirit water would spit out a strand of True Dragon Purple Qi, attaching itself onto the body of the person on the image. Then, that person would be surrounded by the True Dragon Purple Qi, surrounded by purple qi!

Seeing this situation, Yang Feng was even more sure of his guess. To grasp the nine cauldrons meant that he had to use his bloodline to open it! In order to prove his guess, Yang Feng withdrew his consciousness from his dantian's Violet Palace. Then, he opened his eyes and called for the Demon King who had been in charge of protecting the security around Miao Village to come over.

Chi Zheng and the others saw that Yang Feng had been standing in front of the deity statue in a daze, but now that he had opened his eyes, they found out that he had called for the Goblin King over. They did not know what he was planning but they did not go forward to ask.

The Spirit Demon King came quickly, because the Spirit Demon King had obtained the immortal stones from Yang Feng, his strength had increased greatly. According to the cultivation world, by that time, the Spirit Demon King had already reached the strength of the early stage of Body Fusion. The original body of the Spirit Demon King had six tails, but now, it had gained another tail!

It had to be known that for thousands of years, the Spirit Demon King had always been stuck at the realm of six tails, unable to achieve a breakthrough even though he had only gained one more tail. However, ever since he had started following Yang Feng, he had obtained far too many benefits. Not only had his own strength finally broken through to the realm of seven tails, even his several hundred clansmen had their strength improved greatly.

So, the Spirit Demon King was filled with gratitude and respect towards Yang Feng. Upon hearing that Yang Feng was looking for him, he immediately rushed over, and seeing Yang Feng who was standing in front of him, the Spirit Demon King immediately went up and asked, "Young Master, what's the matter?!"

Ever since the Demon King followed Yang Feng, he had always called Yang Feng Young Master, and Yang Feng had repeatedly forbidden him to call him that, but the Demon King had always insisted on calling him that, so Yang Feng could only allow him to do so in the end.

Just as Yang Feng was about to speak to the Spirit Demon King, Yang Feng suddenly saw that on his own statue, another white line suddenly appeared, extending out straight towards the Spirit Demon King, and finally entering between his eyebrows, connecting the Spirit Demon King and the statue.

When Yang Feng saw that the deity statue was once again tyrannically connected to the Spirit Demon King, he could not help but laugh bitterly to himself. In his heart, he thought, could it be that all the people who saw the deity statue would be linked to it? If that was the case, then his idol really was a bandit god statue.

Just as Yang Feng was thinking about these things, a huge force of will suddenly came out from the white silk connecting the Demon King and the deity statue. This force of will was even stronger than the power the people in the stronghold would have if they had burned incense and prayed to Yang Feng! After the power entered the idol, it immediately passed the golden threads from the idol to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng surprisingly absorbed the enormous force of will, because the force was much larger than the one he absorbed before. Therefore, at this time, Yang Feng immediately discovered the benefit of absorbing the incense fire force!

His entire body felt refreshed and refreshed, as if he had understood a lot of things in that instant. It was just that because the process had passed by so quickly, Yang Feng was unable to grasp hold of it at all.

Although he did not manage to grasp onto the moment of enlightenment, this feeling of refreshment made Yang Feng feel extremely comfortable! Furthermore, Yang Feng had actually discovered that after absorbing half of the Demon King's power of will, a speck of golden light had actually appeared within the purple mist that was being emitted by his purple spirit star.

Although it was only a little bit of golden light, it was particularly dazzling in an environment completely purple, allowing Yang Feng to easily discover its existence. However, Yang Feng did not understand what that golden dot of light was, and why it had appeared in the purple clouds surrounding his spirit star.

This was a change caused by Yang Feng's own soul absorbing the Spirit Demon King's incense fire force in his upper dantian and Mind Palace. However, in his lower dantian and Mind Palace, the half of the Spirit Demon King's will did not pass through the golden threads that were connected to the Jizhou Wang Ding and was sent into the Jizhou Wang Ding. Instead, it fell into the Cyan Plains Cauldron.

When Yang Feng saw half of the Spirit Demon King's incense fire force fall into the Cyan Plains Cauldron, he did not notice any changes to it, so he pulled his mind back to think, what kind of Spirit Demon King could produce such a huge incense fire force?! It was even more than the number of incense fire force in the entire village!

There were more than a thousand people in the entire Xijiang Miao Zhai, and all of them had the pure blood of the Witch Clan. They had followed Chi Zheng's instructions and burned incense to pray to his idol, but the number of incense fire force that were produced was actually less than the number of demon kings who did not burn incense to pray? This matter caused Yang Feng to have doubts!

First of all, although the people in the village respected Yang Feng and sincerely prayed for his idol, but they did not directly receive his kindness, so their hearts were not as grateful towards him as the people in the demon king's.

Furthermore, the Spirit Demon King himself was much stronger than the people in the village. As a result, a Spirit Demon King who was more grateful to Yang Feng than everyone in the village, and who was even stronger than everyone in the village, would naturally produce a much larger incense fire force!

It was just that Yang Feng had not thought through all these yet, he thought for a while, and after he did not have any clues, he said to the Spirit Demon King, "Give me a drop of your blood essence, I have uses for it!"

Yang Feng did not tell the Demon King what he wanted his blood essence for, because that was his guess after all. If he told the Demon King in advance, it would give him a lot of hope, but the result was not what he had guessed. The Demon King would be disappointed, so Yang Feng did not explain to him the reason he wanted his blood essence.

Although Yang Feng did not say that he wanted his own blood essence, the Spirit Demon King did not hesitate at all. He immediately forced a drop of blood essence out of his body, and then, he controlled the blood essence to slowly float toward Yang Feng. To the Spirit Demon King, not to mention a drop of blood essence, even if it meant taking his life, he would not hesitate at all. Of course, the prerequisite would be that Yang Feng would protect the Spirit Demon Race!

Yang Feng looked at the Demon King's blood essence that was slowly floating toward him, extended his right hand, and let that drop of blood essence fall into his palm. Then, the Demon King's blood essence was absorbed into Yang Feng's body, followed his meridians, and entered his lower dantian's Violet Palace.

Yang Feng controlled the Demon King's drop of blood essence to fly towards the Cyan Plains Cauldron that had absorbed half of the Demon King's power, and then threw that drop of blood essence into the Cyan Plains Cauldron.

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