Chapter 739 - A Fight Without Return
Chapter 739 A Fight Without Return
What happened was far beyond the expectations of Bai Jun the God of War.
Those two drops of blood were the most precious essence of his divine blood.
After being nurtured for thousands of years, his heart, which had stopped beating, only had two drops of “heart blood”. These two drops of blood were the essence of his divine blood containing all his energy and divinity accumulated over thousands of years!
For thousands of years, he had produced only two drops of such blood by taking advantage of the power of the six major clans and beating them at their own game.
Just now, he found that Li Mu had a very remarkable physical quality. For this reason, he placed great hopes on Li Mu and wanted to transfer the two drops of divine blood into Li Mu’s body.
Unexpectedly, only one drop of blood merged into Li Mu’s body.
“What’s wrong?”
Bai Jun the God of War was greatly surprised.
The two drops of divine blood were “instructed” by him. It was impossible for them to reject the person that he chose.
He paused for a moment and then blew the second drop of divine blood toward Li Mu once again.
This time, the second drop of purple-gold blood still failed to enter Li Mu’s body.
Bai Jun the God of War looked more and more incredulous.
He clearly felt that it was not that the drop of purple-gold divine blood was unwilling to enter Li Mu’s body, but that there was a mysterious power in Li Mu’s body that was rejecting the divine blood and refusing to accept its power.
“It shouldn’t be like this.”
Bai Jun the God of War tried to transfer the drop of purple-gold divine blood using an ancient divine skill. Other than pure power, divinity, and laws, the purple-gold divine blood did not contain any distracting thoughts or consciousness, and it had no effect on the host. Therefore, it should not be rejected.
He made another attempt.
He failed.
He had a strange feeling.
The purple-gold divine blood was eager to enter Li Mu’s body, but there was some power in Li Mu’s body that rejected it.
“Did I misjudge this young man’s physical quality? How could it be?”
Bai Jun the God of War was bewildered.
He gritted his teeth, burnt the ordinary divine blood in his body, and performed a secret skill to force the drop of purple-gold divine blood into Li Mu’s body.
Anyway, as long as this drop of divine blood can enter the young man’s body, it would grow like a seed of power. Even if Li Mu couldn’t integrate the power of this drop of divine blood with his body for the moment, he would eventually activate and integrate it when the time was right.
“Divine Skill—Amnesty!”
With a shout, Bai Jun the God of War drew a mysterious ancient symbol with his finger in the void and tried to force the purple-gold divine blood into Li Mu’s body.
However, tens of thousands of light beams suddenly burst out from Li Mu’s body. Endless light seemed to be coming out from all of his pores. A strange repulsive force directly sent the drop of purple-gold divine blood flying.
“This…”
Bai Jun the God of War watched the second drop of purple-gold divine blood fly out of his control. The nine-headed divine bird was flying very fast. As a result, the drop of purple-gold divine blood vanished from his sight in a flash.
“How could it be like this?”
Even though Bai Jun the God of War had witnessed many strange things in his long life, he could not explain what had just happened.
He tried to sense that drop of purple-gold divine blood, but it was nowhere to be found.
It was as if the drop of divine blood had completely disappeared.
“It’s weird.”
Bai Jun the God of War looked at Li Mu, who was still meditating with no expression on his face. Obviously, Li Mu did not know what happened just now. That was to say, it was just his instinctive reaction.
“He even rejects my divine blood. What kind of physical quality does this young man have? I must have underestimated him. Moreover, his Cultivation Method and aura… I have never seen or heard of anything alike before.”
The more powerful one was, the more sensitive one would be to other people’s Cultivation Methods and auras.
Masters like Bai Jun the God of War could largely know people’s Cultivation Methods and schools by taking a glance at them. However, as he observed Li Mu carefully, he became more and more surprised and curious.
He couldn’t figure it out.
He couldn’t see through Li Mu.
“His body is similar to an ancient deity’s body, a divine body, or a Taoist Figure, but it is not…
“His physical quality is perfect.”
Bai Jun the God of War observed Li Mu carefully for a while, feeling overjoyed. Suddenly, he raised his head and let out a long roar.
“The Heavens don’t want the Dark Yellow Army to go extinct.”
His heart was filled with indescribable joy.
For the past thousands of years, he and the ancestors of the six major clans had been plotting against each other, and he had been nurturing the divine blood. His purpose was to find a talented descendent of the Dark Yellow Army and even create a super genius with his divine blood to fight for a slim chance of survival for the Dark Yellow Army.
He didn’t expect that the reality would be even better than he had imagined.
“Is the suffering of the Dark Yellow Army finally coming to an end?”
Tears of blood flowed out of his eyes.
The heavens pitied him, and the Great Way took a turn. He finally saw a glimpse of hope.
After losing his purple-gold divine blood, his aura became much weaker than before.
“That drop of divine blood contains my divine skills. Only those who have the bloodline of the Dark Yellow Army can merge with it. Its fate is uncertain, but it depends on chances. I wonder who will get it. It will search for its owner anyway, so there’s no need to worry too much about it.”
Bai Jun the God of War had gone through the vicissitudes of life, so he always looked on the bright side of such things.
He looked at Li Mu, who was meditating, and felt gratified.
“It takes a long time to integrate the power of the divine blood. Young man, you shall lie low from now on. When you finally wake up after you have refined the divine blood, the Dark Yellow Army will begin to stage a strong comeback. You will shoulder the heaviest burden in this star zone, so I wish you good luck.”
He smiled and gently stroked the nine-headed divine bird’s heads.
“Divine bird, look after him for me.”
The nine-headed divine bird let out a clear and long cry.
Bai Jun the God of War smiled.
His eyes fell on Li Mu again.
“There is an end to the green mountains and clear waters. Things in the world are always changing. However long the night is, the dawn will break. I will take my blood… Let bygones be bygones. I will shoulder my responsibilities before I die. The road ahead… young man, you have to walk it yourself!”
He jumped off the back of the nine-headed divine bird and flew away.
He was going to fight a fight without return.
As a general, he died involuntarily outside the battlefield in his past life. In this life, he should die in battle.
It would take some time for Li Mu to integrate with the divine blood and get away from the six major clans.
Boom!
All of the white-bone Resentful Spirits were killed.
Even the Resentful Spirit Kings at the peak of the King Realm could not withstand the attacks of the ancestors of the six major clans. They were wiped out like willow catkins burning in flames.
The enormous body of the giant dragon-eating ape collapsed to the ground with a thump.
The divine blood in his body had burnt out. Now, he was like an engine that suddenly lost its power. He had suffered countless attacks, and his huge body was broken.
The ancestors of the six major clans found it hard to believe that this dummy, which they had controlled for thousands of years, exploded with anger and held them back for about ten minutes.
“He’s finally dead. Hurry up and chase them!”
The ancestor of the Heavenly Deity Clan bellowed.
They knew that the seed of power in the giant dragon-eating ape, Rock, was a drop of the divine blood of Bai Jun the God of War.
That was the best proof of how precious the divine blood was.
At the thought of this, the ancestors of the six major clans became excited.
“The Heavenly Fox Secret Realm is going to be closed soon. We are very familiar with this place. Bai Jun the God of War can’t run away,” the ancestor of the Blue Wave Clan said. “Let’s split up and chase him. In this way, we can find him in the shortest possible time.”
The ancestor of the East Forest Clan sneered and said, “Let’s move together. Otherwise, what if someone is lucky enough to find Bai Jun the God of War first and take the divine blood for himself?”
The other four ancestors were surprised.
“You’re right. The Heavenly Fox Secret Realm is not a big place. If we work together, we’ll find him sooner or later, even though it’ll take a bit more time. There’s no need to split up.”
“Alright, it’s settled.”
“There’s no time to lose. Let’s hurry up.”
The ancestors of the six major clans soon reached an agreement.
They disappeared like six streaks of light.
“Uncle Guan… This… We… The divine blood… What should we do?” Huangfu Chengdao didn’t know what to say. At this moment, he was at a loss.
Everything that happened in the Heavenly Fox Secret Realm seemed meaningless to him. He was like a passer-by, a supporting role, or a bystander with a low sense of presence and a low level of involvement.
“This is the price for growth. I hope that you can improve your state of mind through this trip to the Heavenly Fox Secret Realm. That is more important than anything else. As for the divine blood, you can rest reassured. I’ll get a drop of it for you.” Guan Zhen comforted him.
Drip! Drip!
Blood dripped onto the ground.
Wang Yanyi, the God of Sword, was sitting on a rock by the river, washing the black bloodstains on his long sword.
The pungent smell of blood permeated the air.
Blood dripped down from a severed head.
The face of the head looked very familiar.
It was the Witchcraft Saint’s head.
Just now, a fierce fight took place here. The Witchcraft Saint, who was defeated by Wang Yanyi, the God of Sword, on the Immortal-slaying Platform, was hunting Li Mu down. Later, he ran across Wang Yanyi and wanted to kill Wang Yanyi. He used his Gu Witchcraft in an attempt to attack and kill Wang Yanyi. However, he was killed by Wang Yanyi, and he didn’t even have a chance to escape.
If he had known the result before he died, he would never have appeared in front of Wang Yanyi.
Wang Yanyi’s clothes were stained with blood.
He was also injured during the fight.
He hated getting dirty. After washing his sword, he frowned and slowly walked into the turbulent water with his clothes on to clean the stains on his body.
Since he entered the Heavenly Fox Secret Realm, he hadn’t encountered any great danger; instead, he had come across many opportunities.
His strength had improved greatly.
Killing the Witchcraft Saint in the wilderness was the best proof of that.
He felt the waves of the repulsive force between heaven and the earth, and the secret token on him began to glow. He knew it meant that the trial practice in the Heavenly Fox Secret Realm was about to end.
“I wonder how he is doing.”
He was lost in thought.
After he finished washing, he started to walk out of the river. Just then, a beam of purple-gold light streaked through the sky toward him. Before he could react, the light beam directly hit his glabella and entered his body.
“What is it?”
He was greatly shocked. He touched his glabella subconsciously, but he didn’t feel anything unusual.
“It’s definitely not my illusion.”
He was shocked and bewildered. Suddenly, a warm current that he had never felt before surged from his glabella through his entire body.