Chapter 10

However, that circular object strangely flew up. It spun around Hang Qingqing's neck, and instantly, the major blood vessels in her neck were cut open, with fresh blood spurting out like a small fountain directly onto the mummy's body.

In just a few seconds, all the blood from Hang Qingqing's body was absorbed into the mummy. The mummy suddenly opened its eyes.

"Ha ha ha, I, Hang Xiaoyuan, will never die! I want eternal life, eternal life!" The mummy, Hang Xiaoyuan, laughed maniacally and slapped Hang Qingqing's body to the ground with a slap.

He didn't even glance at his junior, and his coldness was evident. Tang Chun felt a chill in his heart. There was no point in reasoning with such a cold-blooded person.

This guy also felt the immense pressure emanating from Hang Xiaoyuan, which he couldn't match. He knew it was better to retreat and turned to run.

"You still want to run? I have parasitized for over a dozen generations to preserve this soul. Your blood is just right to rejuvenate my dried-up meridians." Hang Xiaoyuan sneered.

The circular object flew over, and it seemed to have a huge suction force. It suddenly expanded to the size of a hula hoop, and with one swoop, it ensnared Tang Chun, pulling him to fall in front of Hang Xiaoyuan.

The circular object flew up, and Tang Chun suffered the same fate as Hang Qingqing. Blood spurted from his neck. Hang Xiaoyuan grabbed Tang Chun, opened his mouth, and bit into Tang Chun's bleeding neck, as if he were drinking human blood. His face was grotesque and wrinkled, like a living demon, terrifying to behold.

Tang Chun felt a wave of fatigue, as if he had suddenly lost all his energy. In just half a minute, Tang Chun realized his body was becoming increasingly weak.

He knew his blood was almost drained, and the result would be the same as Hang Qingqing, turning into a mummy. Tang Chun understood the origin of the many mummies in the cave.

Since he was going to die anyway, Tang Chun made a final desperate attempt. He used all his strength to bite back at Hang Xiaoyuan. At this moment, Hang Qingqing, who was thought to be dead, suddenly jumped up and tightly grabbed Hang Xiaoyuan's arms with both hands.

Tang Chun's bite was effective. Hang Xiaoyuan's dried neck was almost just a layer of skin. It couldn't withstand the bite and was torn open by Tang Chun. The blood that Hang Xiaoyuan had just sucked was sucked back by Tang Chun.

Moreover, Tang Chun fully activated the 'Absorption Technique' from the 'Nine Heavens Vast World Art.' It was effective, and he sucked away about one-tenth of Hang Xiaoyuan's blood in one go.

Hang Xiaoyuan roared in anger and tried to slap Tang Chun. However, Hang Qingqing was now incredibly strong, and she held Hang Xiaoyuan so tightly that he couldn't make a large movement with his hand.

Tang Chun also fought with all his might. His hands clamped onto the old man's body like a vise, and his mouth was tightly pressed against the wound on the neck.

Despite the excruciating pain from Hang Xiaoyuan's blows, Tang Chun held on. He sucked blindly, and after an unknown amount of time, he passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Chun regained consciousness. He touched his neck and was surprised to find that the wound had mysteriously healed. He remembered using the 'Acupoint Sealing Technique' from the Vast World Art, otherwise, he would have bled to death.

Moreover, Tang Chun was delighted to find that two bright spots had appeared in the Niwan Palace in his brain. This indicated that he had advanced to the second level of the Qi Cultivation stage.

This was a significant improvement because the second level of Qi Cultivation had some offensive capabilities. He could create low-level spirit talismans. This was due to the presence of spiritual energy.

His offensive capabilities were comparable to a fourth-level martial artist, and Tang Chun also discovered that his 'Great Demon Subduing Cloud Heaven Art' had also advanced to the fourth level.

Looking down, he saw that Hang Xiaoyuan had shrunk to the size of an infant. Hang Qingqing's hands were still tightly gripping his arms, which had sunk into his flesh.

Before dying, Hang Qingqing called out, "Please take care of my brother Hang Dong."

"Rest assured, from now on, your brother Hang Dong will be my brother." Ye Fan bowed to Hang Qingqing's body in gratitude. If not for Hang Qingqing's final desperate attempt, he would have also become a mummy.

At this moment, Tang Chun noticed that the strange circular object with saw teeth, which had fallen into the pool of blood, had turned completely red, almost transparent.

Tang Chun hit it with a stone, but it didn't move. He then carefully picked it up.

He was stunned because the circular object displayed many tiny characters, as fine as mosquitoes.

Tai Shi Ring — Great Prajna Blood Transfusion Technique.

This was a method to rapidly increase one's power. For example, if you were a third-level martial artist and could kill a fifth-level martial artist, and then absorb its blood, transforming your own blood into that of the stronger one, your power would rise to about the fourth level in a short time.

Of course, you couldn't absorb the blood of a much stronger being. For instance, if a third-level martial artist absorbed the blood of a seventh-level martial artist, the energy would be too high and could kill you.

Therefore, you could only absorb the blood of a being up to three levels higher than you. The power increase would be at most two levels, usually just one.

Moreover, the power increase couldn't be continuous. If you could find a few experts and absorb their blood, you wouldn't become an expert in a few days. This was impossible; you needed to wait a certain period before performing the blood transfusion technique again.

Of course, compared to ordinary training, this method was several times faster. This ring, the 'Tai Shi Ring,' would help you succeed. It was also a high-quality weapon that could shrink and expand.

However, Tang Chun was not interested in drinking blood. He had only done it to survive in the current situation. He wouldn't dare to do it again, as the thought of it made him feel sick.

Tang Chun was still impressed by the person who created this technique, who could think of such a clever way to rapidly increase power.

Suddenly, Tang Chun was struck by an idea. If he couldn't drink blood, he could absorb the essence of the blood. Wouldn't this be similar to drinking blood?

For example, using the 'Absorption Technique' from the 'Nine Heavens Vast World Art,' he could successfully absorb the essence of an expert's blood to help him break through his power.

After searching for a while, Tang Chun found a bronze-colored spear on the cave wall. Looking at the spear, Tang Chun was a bit puzzled.

This spear seemed to be a magical tool described in the 'Nine Heavens Vast World Art,' which was of a higher grade than the weapons used by martial artists.

A low-grade magical tool could match the sharpness of a high-grade weapon used by a martial artist. However, Tang Chun couldn't be sure if this was a low-grade magical tool.

If it were a magical tool, it would mean that the Great Yu Dynasty had cultivators, which he had never heard of before. Of course, it was said that martial artists who reached a high level could control a sword to fly. However, until today, the highest level in the vast land of the Great Yu Dynasty was the Qi Cultivation stage, and they couldn't fly.

After burying Hang Qingqing, Tang Chun quietly returned to the military camp. Now, with the fourth-level power in hand, Tang Chun felt much more confident.