Taoist world

The so-called ancestor Songquan awakened from his sleep was just a scene performed by Jiang Yun and the fourth ancestor of the Hai clan.

Jiang Yun didn't want to take away this sea of ​​chaos, and he was worried that more people from the sea clan would come here in the future and cause any damage to this sea, so he came up with such a plan.

The sea still exists, and except for Jiang Yun, it is almost impossible for anyone to be able to tell that what is in the sea is not water, but chaotic air.

The name of Patriarch Songquan and the Fourth Ancestor who is controlled by the demon seal of life and death will complement each other and help Hai Chenyou truly become a son of the Hai Clan.

In fact, even Haiminglou and other clan leaders would not touch him easily.

In this way, Hai Chenyou's status will be stable and his voice in the Hai clan will be greater.

Then his previous promise of good relations with the Mirage Clan can also be gradually implemented.

In short, leaving this sea behind is really beneficial to Jiang Yun without any harm.

As for Haiminglou and the others, they might doubt the existence of Ancestor Songquan in the future, but at this moment, Jiang Yun simply left his spiritual consciousness pretending to be Hai Songquan in the sea.

If they dare to come for verification again, Jiang Yun doesn't have to worry that they will find out.

Jiang Yun finally left the sea and set foot on the other coast.

Standing on the shore, Jiang Yun stared at the sea in front of him, and suddenly said: "The emperor of the Chaos tribe is still alive, right?"

Jiang Yun was naturally asking about blood impermanence.

Since Xue Wuchang is still imprisoned, then the great emperor is probably still alive.

Xue Wuchang's voice sounded after a long time: "Live!"

"If he hadn't been alive, why would I have gone to such great lengths to use the Blood Copying Technique on you!"

"Even when this drop of my blood entered your body, he took action and sent you into a separate space so that you were not discovered by others."

Jiang Yun was stunned for a moment, but soon remembered that he was in the world where Xue Wuchang was imprisoned, and when he woke up, he was indeed in another space.

When he came out of that space, he was startled by Tianshuai Leng Yichen, who had been waiting there.

It turned out that it was the emperor of the Chaos tribe who secretly helped him and hid him.

And the reason why he helped him was probably because he sensed that he had the sacred object of his Chaos clan in his body, the real Sun of Chaos!

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yun spoke again: "The reason why you chose to copy me is because you took a fancy to my identity and my relationship with the Nine Clans?"

Xue Wuchang laughed and said, "I knew earlier that once you enter here, you will understand many things."

"You are right. What I value is indeed your identity, and what I value is your relationship with the Nine Clans."

"As long as I copy it and become you, even if he wants to trap me, he won't dare to do it."

"At that time, not only can I regain my freedom, but I can also..."

At this point, Xue Wuchang suddenly stopped talking and did not finish what he said next.

Jiang Yun's thoughts were racing in his mind. Xue Wuchang copied himself. In addition to gaining freedom, it actually had other purposes!

But, what is the purpose?

Although Jiang Yun was confused, he also knew that since Xue Wuchang kept silent, it would be in vain for him to ask again.

Therefore, Jiang Yun deliberately pretended not to hear, changed the subject and said: "Xue Wuchang, don't you claim that your Wuchang Jue can absorb everything in the world as blood?"

"It seems that you can't absorb this chaotic energy!"

Jiang Yun did not have any contempt for Wuchang Jue, and knew that Xue Wuchang was not lying.

As the practice of Impermanence reaches the later stage, everything can be absorbed as blood and energy.

But unfortunately, the energy of chaos is beyond everything!

The energy of chaos is the origin of all things!

Therefore, it is extremely appropriate for the Emperor of the Chaos Clan to imprison and suppress Xue Wuchang.

Xue Wuchang smiled slightly and said: "Yes, I cannot absorb the energy of chaos, but don't think that you can trap me in the same way, or that you want to use this to get rid of my blood copy."

Jiang Yun's heart sank, this is his goal!

Since the Emperor of the Chaos Clan can imprison Xue Wuchang, can he, who also masters the power of Chaos, be able to get rid of Xue Linyi?

It seems that it is unlikely. Otherwise, Xue Wuchang would not suggest that he enter this ancestral land belonging to the Sea Clan.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yun did not ask Xue Wuchang any other questions, but continued to walk deeper along the road at his feet.

Because he already knew that this was the place where a great emperor of the Hun Chaos clan fought against Xue Wuchang, then all the places he passed next had no mystery to him.

In fact, he can still understand the various inheritances left by the ancestors of the Sea Clan.

The reason, when he thought about it, was probably because of his identity.

No matter where the ancestor of the Sea Clan chooses to return to the ruins and leave his inheritance, it is either related to the power of the Impermanent Blood or the aura of the Chaos Clan.

Since he is the leader of the nine clans and has practiced the Art of Impermanence, the inheritance left by the two powerful men of the Sea clan is as if it is his own.

Jiang Yun naturally has a strong interest in these inheritances.

However, he does not want to be like Hai Chenyou, to obtain those complete inheritances and master those magical powers.

Almost all magical powers in these inheritances are actually different ways of using the power of water.

This is what Jiang Yun is interested in!

In this way, Jiang Yun quietly passed over Hai Chenyou and Hai Jiu'er, and gradually entered the depths of the ancestral land until he saw a pool of blood that was ten thousand feet in size.

Standing next to the blood pool, Jiang Yun had not yet spoken, but Xue Wuchang had already taken the lead and said, "Hey, there are people from the Sea Clan who choose to return to the ruins here. How bold they are."

Looking at the blood pool, although Jiang Yun could feel the terrifying and surging power contained in it, he didn't feel any discomfort.

After all, he had practiced the art of impermanence and had a drop of blood from blood impermanence in his body, so this blood pool did not pose a danger to him.

But he could imagine that if it were someone else standing next to the blood pool, the pressure they would feel at this moment would be absolutely thrilling.

And under such circumstances, there are still people who dare to jump into the pool of blood and choose to die in it. They are also people with great perseverance.

Jiang Yun stood still in the blood pool, but a difficult struggle began in his heart.

Should I absorb this pool of blood, or should I give up?

Absorbing the blood pool will make your own Impermanence Jue more powerful, but it will also make Xue Impermanence copy you more.

But it would be a shame to give up.

While Jiang Yun was thinking, Xue Wuchang never spoke, as if he really wasn't prepared to interfere with Jiang Yun's choice.

In other words, he was confident that Jiang Yun would eventually step into the pool of blood.

Sure enough, after hesitating for a long time, Jiang Yun stepped into the blood pool with a helpless sigh in his heart.

"Wow!"

The calm blood pool suddenly started rolling, as if it was alive, so much so that Jiang Yun could feel the joy and excitement emanating from it.

The mood is like a wanderer about to return home!

Jiang Yun closed his eyes, stopped thinking, and began to concentrate on absorbing the pool of blood.

And inside his body, Xue Wuchang said with a smile: "We are one step closer to my plan."

"I can also consider when to give him the artistic conception of bleeding."

Jiang Yun now doesn't know Xue Wuchang's thoughts.

However, as the blood pool poured into his body bit by bit, he sensed another artistic conception in it - the artistic conception of water!