Chapter 64

As night quickly fell, during this day, Tang Yan and his two companions had refined over fifty corpses and experienced four battles, killing more than a dozen mercenaries, including two First Rank Martial Ancestors.

Excluding the Spirit Source Liquids they absorbed in advance due to spirit energy consumption and healing injuries, they had a total of thirty-nine, which, though not as large as they had hoped, was still a very substantial harvest.

"These two Spirit Source Liquids from the Martial Ancestors, I will keep. The rest, you can divide among yourselves." Tang Yan was preparing to advance to the Third Rank Martial Spirit, and these two Spirit Source Liquids were just right.

"I'll take ten, the rest go to the mentor, as you deserve." Du Yang was not greedy; without the assistance of the Second Rank Martial Ancestor, Ailinda, they might have already died in some corner.

Ailinda did not claim credit: "I'll keep them for you. Ask me when you need them."

The little black dog on Tang Yan's shoulder suddenly whimpered, gently touching its own face with its small paws. Turning his head, he saw the little thing staring at him with two big, watery eyes, showing a very human-like liveliness. He felt a sudden impulse and said, "Mentor Ailinda, give two to the little black dog."

"What?" Ailinda thought she had heard wrong.

"I'm not quite sure why, but this little guy really likes Spirit Source Liquids."

As if understanding Tang Yan's words, the little black dog launched an emotional assault on Ailinda, looking at her with watery eyes and making pleading whimpers.

"Aren't you afraid it will burst?" Du Yang looked at the palm-sized little black dog with a strange expression.

"No problem, I've tried it before."

"You've tried it before?" The two said in unison.

"Help me keep watch." Tang Yan put the little black dog down, took his Spirit Source Liquids, and went to a corner to concentrate and begin refining the two highly concentrated Spirit Source Liquids. After months of training, his foundation was solid, and he had reached the peak of the Second Rank, ready to advance to the Third Rank.

These two Martial Ancestor-level Spirit Source Liquids were enough to complete this breakthrough and thoroughly consolidate his strength!

"Can it really absorb Spirit Source Liquids?" Ailinda and Du Yang circled around the little black dog, still finding it hard to believe.

The little black dog looked at her with expectant eyes, and black lightning began to flow through its dense fur.

"Huh? Is this a demonic beast?" Du Yang's eyes widened in surprise as he tentatively touched the black lightning, but quickly pulled back with a yelp. His index finger was bloodied and in excruciating pain.

"How are you?" Ailinda was incredulous. This wasn't just a regular little dog, how did it turn into a demonic beast in an instant!

"… whimper …" The little black dog shrank back, looking委屈 (wrong word, should be "pitiful").

"Give it the Spirit Source Liquids." Du Yang, while healing his wound, looked at the little black dog with amazement.

Ailinda took out the smallest Spirit Source Liquid and placed it in front of the little black dog. Its eyes immediately brightened, and it swallowed it in one bite. Its small body visibly trembled, tensing up, and its black fur stood on end, with black lightning flashing intensely.

"Can we understand it as absorbing?" Du Yang squatted down, watching with interest.

The strange scene with the little black dog lasted for ten minutes before its tense body slightly relaxed. It seemed to have gone through a major illness, wobbling and falling to the ground, but its eyes were still fixed on the jade bottle in Ailinda's hand.

"It seems to have grown a little bit…" Du Yang said hesitantly.

"Really? It does seem so." Ailinda was increasingly surprised. The Spirit Source Liquid, though small, was equivalent to a Second Rank demonic beast, and this little guy had actually absorbed it.

"Give it another one to try?" Du Yang wanted to pick up the little black dog to study it closely but was hesitant to touch it.

Ailinda picked out a slightly larger one, and the little black dog struggled to get up and anxiously ate it.

Sizzle! Black lightning swept over its body, and the little black dog let out a low whine, collapsing and curling up, trembling slightly, as if enduring immense pain.

"Can you identify what kind of demonic beast it is?"

Ailinda shook her head thoughtfully: "It's just a pup, so it's hard to tell, but… there aren't many demonic beasts that can emit black lightning in the world."

"Can you list a few?"

"Swift Lightning Demon Wolf, Thunder Eagle, Dark Spirit Bat, Scorpion-Tailed Rat, and the powerful Eight-Winged Black Snake King, a Sixth Rank demonic beast."

"Are there any others in the wolf and dog category?"

"To my knowledge, there should only be the Swift Lightning Demon Wolf, or I might be ignorant."

"Is this a Swift Lightning Demon Wolf?"

"Impossible. I know the Swift Lightning Demon Wolves. They generally live in the distant northern forbidden Dark Night Forest, living in groups. From birth, they have a Sky-Piercing Horn that can condense black lightning arcs. Each Swift Lightning Demon Wolf is very powerful, a peak Third Rank demonic beast. Under normal circumstances, each group will produce a Fourth Rank Swift Lightning Wolf King. They are ferocious, savage, and warlike, even hunting Fifth Rank demonic beasts."

"Then what is this black pup?"

"I'm not sure, it seems… unusual…"

The two Martial Ancestor-level Spirit Source Liquids surged within Tang Yan's body, tearing through his sturdy tendons and muscles, impacting the energy spirals at his acupoints. Each major cycle of circulation brought a surge of spirit energy, causing immense pain, but he could not suppress the joy of this transformation. The life essence from the two Spirit Source Liquids was extracted, enriching the 'Life Mist' in his dantian. The shape of the blood infant was already very clear, emitting rhythmic life pulses, as if a new life was being conceived. The intense malevolent energy was also a great supplement for the seven acupoints in his eyes, further refining the energy spirals and transforming into gray energy that sank deep into his eyes.

After four hours of continuous refinement and healing, Tang Yan's body underwent noticeable changes. His meridians widened by a third, and the abundant spirit energy flowed like a surging tide.

With a thought, the seven acupoints in his right eye spun wildly. As his eyelids slowly opened, countless shadowy figures struggled and screamed silently, as if descending into a hellish space, evil and cold, the destructive power within making one's heart tremble.

Du Yang and Ailinda, who were resting with their eyes closed, were simultaneously startled awake. They looked at Tang Yan's right eye, which emitted a strange and evil light, and could clearly feel that once the suppressed beam was released, it would bring immense destructive power.

"Can you withstand such a beam?" Du Yang asked Ailinda in a low voice.

"Probably, but if I'm caught off guard… it's uncertain!" Although Ailinda was a Second Rank Martial Ancestor, she could not always maintain a protective layer of spirit energy on her body. This was true for any Martial Ancestor. Only at the peak of the Martial Ancestor or after advancing to the Martial King could spirit energy automatically form a thin armor on the body.

"Freak." Du Yang muttered, swallowing another Spirit Source Liquid, carefully refining and strengthening his meridians to prepare for advancing to the Third Rank Martial Spirit.

Before meeting Tang Yan, each level's advancement was very difficult, requiring the absorption of heaven and earth's spirit energy, a slow and arduous process. Even with strong talent, one had to go through this process. Today's direct 'absorption' turning into 'ingestion' was almost unimaginable.

Even Ailinda felt some emotion, wishing to always be with Tang Yan. This would double her cultivation speed, and with suitable Spirit Source Liquids, the speed could increase even more.

Tang Yan continued to immerse himself in cultivation, not rushing to relax. Advancing from the Second Rank Martial Spirit to the Third Rank was a significant leap, doubling the spirit energy in his body. For the two major seals of the Tiger Soul and the Violent Seal, he needed to gain new insights.

Whoosh! Six fist-sized fireballs appeared, floating around him, each pulsing like a heart. Following Tang Yan's will, the six fireballs slowly orbited his body. After a moment, a ping-pong ball-sized fireball formed in front of Tang Yan, expanding and compressing, and continuously shaking.

The seventh fireball!

While controlling the other six fireballs, Tang Yan tried to condense and control this seventh fireball, compressing it into a similar spherical shape to achieve sufficient explosive power.

The night passed as the three focused on their cultivation. The chaotic and fighting in the desolate city continued, intensifying with the influx of more mercenaries and organizations. Whether day or night, there were always figures engaged in battles.

But what puzzled the various forces was that despite the large-scale search, the Red God's whereabouts remained unknown.

In the area where the desolate city cemetery and the Enchanted Forest met, over twenty powerful mercenary forces were stationed. Around the cemetery, hundreds of mercenary teams were deployed, and the entire desolate city cemetery was surrounded tightly. The Red God would have to dig a tunnel to leave; otherwise, it should still be somewhere in this wasteland.

But where was it hiding?

By now, nearly a hundred Martial Kings had gathered in the desolate city cemetery, and in recent days, Martial Venerables had also arrived. Various search methods had been employed, leaving no stone unturned.

Strangely, the Red God remained elusive.

Three days later, a rainbow of light spread across the sky, the grand momentum causing the mercenaries in the desolate city cemetery to look in shock. The overwhelming presence made the demonic beasts in the ruins tremble. It was the ancient empire and holy land forces from the Central Plains arriving at the desolate city cemetery.

The royal forces of the Great Zhou Empire maintained appropriate restraint, intentionally avoiding the areas where these forces arrived, and the various mercenary organizations dared not provoke them.

Their arrival brought new hope for the search, but unfortunately, the Red God's whereabouts were still unknown.

Five more days passed, and the desolate city cemetery began to show signs of division and control. The royal families of the Great Zhou, Delos, and Sura empires each occupied a larger ruined city, responsible for the search within. Some super mercenaries occupied one each, some family alliances occupied one, and the holy land forces gathered in the central area of the ruined city. Each city's walls were adorned with their exclusive flags, and several Martial King-level experts stood in the air, with various flying demonic beasts circling in the sky.

As for the other medium and small mercenary groups and forces, they were scattered throughout the various towns.

The atmosphere in the desolate city cemetery had become extremely tense.

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