The Demon Emperor of the Perfect World

The power of these two drops of immortal blood was too great. The immortal divinity contained in them tore apart Yutian's body like a barrel of explosives.

He is not like Di Chong, who uses secret techniques to seal his blood, so he can take his time.

He is not like Ning Chuan, who can suppress it with magical tools and objects, and can also fuse the bones of immortal hands.

His body was leaking light everywhere, and the meridian lines all over his body were glowing, like an air-filled ball that would suddenly expand and explode, and then suddenly shrink and shrivel. It looked extremely terrifying.

"There is no spiritual energy in the starry sky ruins here. We must quickly return the way we came and suppress it with the three thousand laws on the bluestone steps."

Yutian escaped for his life and quickly fled towards the entrance to the outside world.

Now, only the three thousand laws and the flower of the avenue can suppress his immortal nature and balance the pressure in his body with external force. Only then can he barely suppress his immortal blood and have a chance of maintaining balance.

At this time, at the three thousand bluestone steps, Cao Yusheng and the Taiyin Jade Rabbit guardian Shi Hao were using the Dao fire to burn themselves.

He hasn't even reached the Divine Fire Realm, but he has shown signs of developing immortal energy.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the void was torn apart by a pair of huge hands. A ball of evil energy rushed out from the crack and transformed into Yutian's true body.

Yutian teleported in a few seconds and landed at the highest point of the 3,000 bluestone steps, stirring up waves of air ripples.

He didn't have time to delay for even a breath, so he immediately entered into a state of meditation and began to practice seals.

It looked hideous and terrifying on a rainy day like broken porcelain. His bare arms and cheeks were covered with cracks and blood was spilling everywhere. His black clothes were soaked.

swish swish swish...

Yuechan, the main and secondary bodies, Honghuang and the female war god, all flashed out from the boundary treasure, looked at Yutian anxiously, stretched out their hands but stopped, at a loss.

"Now how to do?"

Hong Huang's beautiful eyes turned red, she stamped her feet, and turned around anxiously.

"The power of the immortal blood is too vast, we must find a way to suck it out!"

Yuechan was aware of the difficulties faced on rainy days.

If anyone else gets a drop of immortal blood, they have to impose layers of seals on it and can only refine it bit by bit.

But this scoundrel in her family didn't take any measures and just swallowed it in one gulp.

Moreover, it’s two drops at a time.

He is truly a reckless money-grubber who is willing to eat the treasure alive at the cost of his own life just because his immortal divinity has evaporated.

If we don't find a way to absorb most of the power of the immortal blood at this moment, even if Yutian's body is twice as strong as that of the Ten Evil Cubs, he will not be able to withstand the power of those two drops of immortal blood and will explode directly.

Shi Hao had already ignited more than two thousand nine hundred laws, but was disturbed just when his practice was about to succeed, which made him extremely unhappy.

Especially when you open your eyes and see it's raining.

But when he took a closer look, he was shocked to see the tragic scene of blood in the rain.

"What's wrong with him?"

Shi Hao spoke stiffly, stunned, and suddenly felt refreshed.

Although Yutian was not primarily responsible for what happened to his mother Qin Yining, his father died because of jealousy over him.

In addition to being mocked after being defeated many times, Shi Hao was eager to see bad luck on rainy days.

'You call me dad, I call you brother...'

Shi Hao became even angrier when he thought about how Yutian’s joke with him had come true.

"Looking at the immortal truth radiating from all around, he must have obtained immortal blood, and now he can't stand the medicinal power in it!"

Cao Yusheng stroked his chin and pondered for a moment. When he realized the truth, his eyes were filled with envy.

Taiyin Jade Rabbit was even more furious, regretting the loss of such a great opportunity.

"My immortal blood... my immortal energy... I have decided. I must pester that big pervert, rob him... bah, and share the disaster brought by his happiness!"

"What? Immortal blood? Can it cultivate immortal energy?"

Shi Hao was shocked, his face full of disbelief.

He was mocking just now, but now he was dumbfounded.

In order to cultivate immortal energy, he traveled to dangerous places and suffered a lot.

Now he is burning his body with three thousand fires, and it is as difficult as ascending to heaven to cultivate a trace of immortal energy.

And this bastard had already cultivated four strands of immortal energy, and was able to run around and get lucky, thus getting the opportunity he had always dreamed of.

He also wants to get the immortal blood!

If he could successfully cultivate immortal energy, he would be willing to become so miserable.

What does it mean to take pleasure in someone else's misfortune? Shi Hao felt that this was it!

The sarcastic words just now were like a slap in the face, which hit him hard and made his face blush and his heart beat fast.

I am almost envious of rainy days.

"Boss!"

"Brother Yu!"

The Five Gods arrived with Lan Yu, and were frightened when they saw the rainy appearance.

"Don't bother him. If you act recklessly, the situation will only get worse!"

Qingyi stopped the six people, and together with Yuechan, the female warrior and Honghuang, they protected Yutian.

The rainy day at this moment is suffering greatly.

The three dantians, twelve main meridians, eight extraordinary meridians, and even his entire body and soul were in danger of bursting by the two drops of immortal blood.

He activated his immortal blood for cultivation, and the huge amount of immortal divine matter filled his dantian and meridians, and also promoted the evolution of his chaotic demon body.

His cultivation level soared from the middle stage of True One to the late stage and perfection, surpassing the peak and reaching the realm of True God, and there was even a trend of further improvement.

The Chaos Demonic Body directly climbed from the Great Perfection Demonic Body to the Perfect Demonic Body.

If the second one is considered a good thing, then the first one is too high-handed and is definitely not a good thing.

Besides, there is something even more troublesome.

He used the extra power of immortal blood, wanting to take this opportunity to cultivate immortal energy, break through his limits once again, and reach the ultimate nine numbers that is unique throughout the ages.

However, he did not expect that the difficulty of cultivating the ninth immortal energy would be more than ten times higher than the eighth one when he was cultivating the divine fire.

Logically speaking, he is now a true god, and both his body and soul are much stronger than when he was in the divine fire. It should not be so difficult for him to cultivate the ninth immortal energy.

But his strength was already unrivaled in the ancient world of immortals, and he seldom used the eight wiels of immortal energy, so he overlooked an important factor.

That is the immortal energy that is cultivated, which will become more powerful as one's cultivation progresses.

In other words, his eight streams of immortal energy are now in balance with his physical body.

However, the ninth path that is currently being cultivated has broken this balance and brought new burdens to the physical body.

Coupled with the pressure of two drops of immortal blood, the cultivation of the ninth immortal energy can be said to make the rainy day worse.

Moreover, even if three of them attacked simultaneously, the consumption of immortal blood would still be a drop in the bucket. The huge power of two drops of immortal blood only consumed one thousandth of it.

What's more, this immortal blood is not his own. Even if the mark of the origin is gone and only pure immortal energy is left, it is still not something a true god can resist.

Even though Yutian's strength was far higher than that of ordinary true gods and had reached the realm of the Void Dao, it was still not enough to digest it.

"Ugh..."

Suddenly, Yutian fell on his back, blood gushing out of his seven orifices, his soul was about to be torn apart, and his body swelled like a balloon, almost about to explode.

He was almost regretting his decision. If he had the chance to do it again, he would rather waste the mere two drops of True Immortal's blood than be so reckless.

What a pity! There is no regret medicine in this world, and there will be no chance to start over!

"No! I don't want you to die! I won't let you die!"

At this moment, the female war god rushed forward, hugged Yutian, and cried loudly, regardless of everything.

She was in despair. She never expected that an accident would cause her to be separated from her lover forever.