Chapter Nine, Xuanjin Demon Blood, Ten-Color Flower Vine

Although he felt that something was not quite right intuitively, he remained silent, refraining from expressing what he had seen and had no intention of discussing the matter with anyone. He vaguely sensed that he seemed to have come to know something significant.

Zhao Yanqin pushed him closer to the Haotian Monument and said with a faint smile: "This is also one of the benefits of the Ten Thousand Demons Conference. However, new demons that can obtain bloodline inheritance usually number only two or three each year, so you need not hold too much hope, lest great expectations lead to great disappointment"

There was no response from any of the spiritual birds or extraordinary beasts, yet there was a sense of bloodline connection with the demons and monsters. The black light and demonic aura swept through the cloud of light without hesitation, continuing to surge deeper into the Heavenly Monument of the Supreme.

Until this moment, Xu realized that he was a tree tumor growing on the body of a towering giant tree. Having been drenched in the mysterious golden demon blood of a celestial demon, he unexpectedly developed self-awareness and detached from the mother body. He appeared as a bizarre plant with countless branches and vines, yet his roots did not penetrate the soil. His leaves sprouted steel-like tendrils, blooming thousands of clusters of multicolored strange flowers, each with a thousand petals and no stamens. The centers of these flowers exhibited varying degrees of black light, pulsating irregularly, inherently possessing a thirst for blood. He appeared as a bizarre plant with countless branches and vines, yet his roots did not penetrate the soil. His leaves sprouted steel-like tendrils, blooming thousands of clusters of multicolored strange flowers, each with a thousand petals and no stamens. The centers of these flowers exhibited varying degrees of black light, pulsating irregularly, inherently possessing a thirst for blood.

A peerless celestial demon clad in dark golden armor suddenly let out a fierce howl, its body swelling to a height of thousands of zhang. The dark iron rod in its hand transformed into a pillar that seemed to support the heavens. With a powerful strike, divine blood filled the air, and it is unknown how many heavenly soldiers and generals perished beneath this earth-shattering blow

This large tree left a deep impression, as it was the giant tree from which a branch was casually broken off by the Ninth Regiment's Yun Guang. He did not feel any sense of kinship or connection with this tree; rather, there was a vague appetite, a strong desire to strip the bark off this tree and cook it to eat.

The target of this celestial demon is not to slaughter the soldiers of the Heavenly Court, but rather a towering giant tree. This giant tree spans across the Thirty-Three Heavens, with its branches and leaves proliferating endlessly, serving as the foundation of this celestial palace. Each layer of the celestial palace is transformed from its branches.

He felt a sudden warmth on his face, as if a surge of hot blood, dark as black gold, had drenched him to the core. He suddenly realized that he could move, slightly twisting his body, and extended eight tendrils of black mist that resembled monstrous pythons. His form twisted and coiled within the black mist, absorbing the essence of towering trees, and began to grow rapidly.

Countless celestial soldiers and generals surged forth from this heavenly palace, harnessing boundless vital energy, unleashing thousands upon thousands of magical treasures, and countless spells directed towards all directions. Moreover, layers upon layers of grand formations were activated, igniting fierce flames, smoke, and radiant clouds, enveloping the area outside the heavenly palace.

This strike forcefully shattered all defenses of the Heavenly Palace, striking directly at the towering giant tree that served as the foundation of the palace. It caused the thirty-three layers of the Heavenly Palace to collapse down to eighteen layers, leaving the shattered palace in ruins, transforming into boundless radiant light that scattered in all directions.

Xu Liao smiled sheepishly, realizing his own clumsiness. Following Zhao Yanqin's guidance, he approached the Haoyu Tianbei, placing both hands on the stone tablet. He silently urged the demon power within him to sense this treasure that had fallen from the heavenly realm to the mortal world. Soon, he felt a slight movement in his lower abdomen, and a surge of demon power flowed into the Haoyu Tianbei. The black light and demonic energy infused into the Haoyu Tianbei, causing Xu Liao's vision to brighten slightly. Before him appeared a heavy mass of cloud light, within which countless spiritual birds and extraordinary beasts, as well as demons and monsters, came to life, charging at him with silent roars of power.

Zhao Yanqin chuckled and said, "Such matters are the greatest secrets of every monster. Unless you are someone particularly close to me, why would I tell you?"

The black thunder unleashed by the majestic celestial demon shattered countless spells, making it difficult for even divine weapons and treasures to withstand

In an instant, the dark and ominous energy shattered the eight clusters of cloud light, surging into the final cluster of cloud light.

He appeared somewhat dazed, as everything that had just transpired felt real yet so elusive, akin to a dream or an illusion

A faint sense of enlightenment emerged, as these nine clusters of cloud light represented the nine layers of seals of the Haotian Monument. The higher the cloud cluster, the more powerful the sealed demons. The fact that my demonic energy could surge all the way to the ninth cluster of cloud light indicates that my bloodline is sufficiently strong

Transformed into a ten-colored flower vine, this feeling was extraordinarily wonderful, but before he could experience it for much longer, the thirty-three layers of the heavenly palace gradually became ethereal and elusive, and the brutal battlefield also vanished without a trace. In the next moment, he suddenly plummeted downward, quickly escaping the realm of illusion and returning to the seal of the Haoyu Heavenly Monument.

Xu was still in a daze, unsure of what had actually happened. Zhao Yanqin had already excitedly shouted: "It is the Immortal Tree! Indeed, it is the Immortal Tree. You have awakened the bloodline of the Immortal Tree, which is one of the one hundred thirty-eight secondary bloodlines!"

Moments later, Xu realized that he was still pressing both hands against the Haotian Monument.

Zhao Yanqin jumped with excitement, pointing to a peculiar large tree that was continuously emitting a faint glow on the Haotian Monument.

In the next instant, as soon as the promise was made, I felt my body lighten, and before my eyes, it suddenly became bright. I was no longer in the Yunxi Palace, nor was I within the seal of the Haoyu Heavenly Monument, but in a magnificent heavenly palace with thirty-three layers.

Xu casually asked, "Have you obtained the bloodline inheritance, and what techniques have you acquired?"

Xu promised, suddenly excited, exclaimed: "Is there really such a good thing?"

Every moment is filled with countless demons, and even celestial soldiers fall. The blood of demons and the divine blood of heavenly soldiers transform into vast expanses of black mist, green light, yellow fog, clouds and rosy clouds, as well as wind, clouds, thunder, lightning, and rain, permeating everywhere, obscuring the sky and blocking the sun, enveloping the entire thirty-three heavens.

In an instant, it is unknown how many layers of the protective formations of the Heavenly Palace were shattered, nor how many spells, celestial lights, divine weapons, and treasures struck this celestial demon, yet they could not hinder its invincible momentum.

The unparalleled celestial demon, clad in dark golden armor, unleashed a thunderous strike, exhausting its vital energy. It was also struck by countless spells, celestial lights, and divine weapons, while enduring the backlash from the protective formation of the heavenly palace. This resulted in a torrential downpour of dark golden blood, and its body rapidly shrank. It was then embraced by another majestic celestial demon, adorned in black armor with crescent-shaped horns, who flicked its fingers, releasing thousands of black lightning bolts to shield it from the frenzied counterattack of the heavenly soldiers.

Just when he thought that he would surely find his own bloodline within the Ninth Regiment's cloud light, the dark aura suddenly lightened, and even the Ninth Regiment's cloud light was shattered.

Countless demons, led by seven unparalleled celestial demons, are fiercely attacking this heavenly palace, with innumerable spells, divine weapons, and magical treasures colliding in the void

This left Xu in a state of utmost surprise

After calming his mind, he felt the dark energy within him swelling even more, as if he had just had a hearty meal. However, what surprised him even more was that there was a pulsating entity that had appeared in the center of his brow. This newly born little thing, though still immature, was extraordinarily domineering, continuously devouring the dark energy within him and growing rapidly, possessing an innate fearlessness that was unmatched.

As he passed through the Ninth Cloud Group, he happened to see a giant tree with an iron-like trunk resembling a dragon, its roots penetrating into the void, appearing and disappearing unpredictably. A certain obsession inherent in his nature compelled him to reach out with both hands, and he unexpectedly broke off a branch from this giant tree. After that, he could no longer stabilize his body and fell through the nine layers of clouds.