The blood moon was in the sky, and the stars in the night sky gradually dimmed, making the blood color appear increasingly darker.
There was not a single piece of intact flesh and blood on his body, and Luo Qiantuo, who was in no human form, was supported by the incarnation of Rāhu and left the wilderness with difficulty.
"Although Lu Qingshan is a sword embryo that is rare in a thousand years, he is only a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm after all. He is still some distance away from the Sword Immortal Realm. He should have no chance of winning against you. How could he let you fall into such a miserable situation?" Luohou's incarnation asked after thinking for a while.
"No," Luo Qiantuo flatly denied Luo Hou's incarnation's evaluation of Lu Qingshan, "This Lu Qingshan is not a sword embryo that is rare in a thousand years, but a sword embryo that is rare in ten thousand years."
"It can even be said that there has never been such a sword cultivator in the human race before, and there will never be one in the future," he said with great certainty.
Luo Qiantuo was still frightened when he thought of the sword that Lu Qingshan swung at the end, the astonishing sword that turned the polar night into day.
He did not make many excuses for his failure, although he could indeed come up with one or two if he really wanted to.
"This man must not be allowed to become a sword immortal. Luohou, when my injuries get a little better, I will use my tracking method to help you find the two of them and kill them. We must not let the tiger go back to the mountain." Luo Qiantuo gritted his teeth. In addition to hatred for Lu Qingshan, he also felt a deep fear.
"You don't have to worry too much about this. Lu Qingshan's injuries are more serious than yours, and he's also a sword cultivator with a weak body. So even if he returns to the human realm, he will most likely be a disabled person." The incarnation of Luohou's attitude towards Lu Qingshan was not as concerned as Luo Qiantuo's.
"It shouldn't be that simple," Luo Qiantuo was not relieved by what Luo Hou's incarnation said. He took a breath and continued, "The gap between his and my cultivation is so big that I should have won for sure, but he won in the end. This is not luck. He can do such a thing. I don't believe he will become a useless person."
"Okay, even if Lu Qingshan has supernatural powers, how can he recover from such a serious injury without dozens or even hundreds of years? Could it be that his recovery ability is better than yours?" The incarnation of Luohou thought for a moment and continued.
Luo Qiantuo was silent.
The injuries he suffered were so severe that he would need at least a hundred years of recuperation to recover.
Lu Qingshan's injuries were more serious, and his physical body was far from comparable to his. Even if he didn't become a cripple, it would take him more time to recover.
Luohou is right about this.
"It will take dozens or hundreds of years. By then the human world will have been completely destroyed. It will be too late for him to recover from his injuries, let alone become a sword immortal." Luohou's incarnation said expressionlessly.
"Of course, it would be best if we could keep them in the abyss."
"If you can't, there's no need to force it."
After listening to what the incarnation of Rāhu said, Luo Qiantuo had to admit that what he said made a lot of sense and that he was being too paranoid.
"However, Luohou, when did you cultivate such a powerful incarnation?" Luo Qiantuo's eyes flickered, and some different thoughts flashed through his mind.
He was deeply confused.
The method of incarnation is not top secret, and it is not even a secret method of their Asura clan.
Luo Qiantuo had not practiced this kind of secret method, but he still had some understanding of the method of incarnation.
The so-called incarnation method seems to be able to give a person an extra incarnation, which is very powerful. But in fact, it is useless for these top-level magic practitioners.
Because the incarnation needs to be refined.
The problem is that their Asura clan is one of the eight holy demon clans, and their own bloodline is invincible. How can the incarnations they refine compare with their original bodies?
The demon race's cultivation system is based on blood, which means that the prospects of the incarnations created are limited and not worth mentioning.
Giving up part of one's soul for an incarnation that doesn't have much potential is like losing the big picture for the small.
Therefore, he always maintained a disdainful attitude towards the incarnation of Farakatana.
But today, he could no longer maintain his disdain, because the incarnation of Rāhu in front of him was obviously not strong enough to meet common sense.
…
In response to Rakṣṭha’s question, Rāhu’s incarnation did not give any answer.
Seeing that Rāhu's incarnation did not reply, Luo Qiantuo grinned, not surprised, and did not ask any further questions - this must be Rāhu's big secret, and it was normal not to tell him.
"If you hadn't arrived in time today, I would have become a stepping stone for the new Sword Sect leader. I will never forget your life-saving grace." After a moment of silence, Luo Qiantuo spoke again to thank the incarnation of Luohou.
After so much effort to achieve the current level of cultivation and status, it would be so unfair if I died at the hands of a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm!
"You're welcome. How could I let you die at the hands of others?" The incarnation of Luohu suddenly laughed.
His smile was somewhat strange, and it made Luo Qiantuo feel cold in his heart.
"My injuries are very serious. It will take me a hundred years to fully recover. I will not be able to contribute in the next war. I must recuperate in the Black Armor Region. Guangling Pass can only be left to you three." Luo Qiantuo spoke again, trying to ignore the weird smile of Luohou's incarnation.
"It doesn't matter," Luo Hou's incarnation said again, "It's not like you have to go to the front lines to help the Asura clan."
"Huh?" Luo Qiantuo was stunned for a moment and didn't react.
Boom!
The sudden sound woke Luo Qiantuo up. Only then did he realize that the incarnation of Luohou did not bring him back to the Buddha King City.
Boom! Boom!
Two consecutive loud earthquakes made Luo Qiantuo, who was already extremely weak, look even paler.
At the same time, an unfathomable force came rushing over like a tsunami, trying to overturn him.
If Rāhu’s incarnation had not intervened to stop him, Luo Qiantuo would have been in a miserable state, falling off his horse and onto the ground.
He looked up at the scene in front of him in shock, almost losing consciousness.
"What is this place and what is that?!"
A huge mass of meat suspended in mid-air suddenly came into view.
The piece of meat was like a huge deformed heart, constantly contracting and expanding. Every contraction and expansion made a sound like a heartbeat, rhythmic and full of the majestic breath of life.
And after every heartbeat, a vast force would sweep in all directions. At the same time, the piece of meat would release a demonic energy that was so dense that it was almost liquefied, rendering the area dark and eerie.
All these scenes looked extremely strange, but the piece of meat itself was as crystal clear and dazzling as red agate, with a strong blood-colored aura lingering around it and endless breath of life emanating from it, which was extremely holy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sound of the heartbeat continued to be heard. Every beat of this strange yet holy heart made Luo Qiantuo feel his blood rushing and his blood vessels seemed about to burst.
"The Heart of the Demon Saint." Luohou transformed into Luo Qiantuo to solve the doubts.
"Demon Saint?!" Luo Qiantuo was extremely shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.
The holy realm is equivalent to the ancestral realm of the human race’s cultivation system.
But for the demons, the holy realm is really just a realm that exists in legends.
The human race had Xia Daozu, but the demon race has never had a Demon Saint.
"Yes," Luo Hou's incarnation nodded and pointed to the heart, "but it is not yet fully developed and still has defects."
Luo Qiantuo subconsciously looked in the direction pointed by Luohou's incarnation, and saw eight protruding thick blood vessels on the Demon Saint's heart.
However, among these eight thick blood vessels, only one has blood flowing in it, providing power for the beating of the heart, and the other seven are empty.
Just one blood vessel can give the heart such tremendous power. What if there were eight?
This thought flashed through Luo Qiantuo's mind subconsciously, and then he was shocked on the spot.
"The heart is the source of physical strength."
"As long as the defects are filled, and then this Demon Saint Heart is transplanted here," Luo Hou's incarnation pointed to his chest, "replacing my original heart, the Demon Saint Heart can give birth to a Demon Saint body for me."
"This..." Upon hearing these words from the incarnation of Rāhu, Luo Qiantuo's eyes showed horror.
He never thought that Luohou actually had such a big plan in secret, and it had even progressed to this point.
Luo Qiantuo asked almost subconsciously: "Can we achieve the holy realm in this way?"
"Of course not. It's not that easy to achieve the holy realm. This is only half of it," Luohou's incarnation said, and then showed a strange smile, "but I have almost completed the other half."
"What's the other half?" Luo Qiantuo had already realized that something was wrong, but his curiosity, which was almost about to burst his heart, made him continue to ask.
"We demons cultivate our physical bodies, but cultivating a path is like crossing a boat across the sea of ​​suffering. The physical body is the boat, and the spirit is the person in the boat. If you want to cross the boundless ocean and reach the other shore, in addition to a good boat, you also need a good helmsman." The incarnation of Rāhu did not mind explaining his understanding to Luo Qiantuo.
"This is just your guess." Luo Qiantuo said.
The holy realm has never been reached by anyone and it is an unknown road. Therefore, what Luohou's incarnation said today are all his own guesses and judgments, and there is no way to know whether they are correct or not.
But Luohou has enough confidence that he is on the right path.
"I already have the God of the Holy Realm," Luo Hou did not explain the origin of his God of the Holy Realm, but just said to himself: "It is precisely after I got the God of the Holy Realm that I am more and more certain that my idea is correct."
"That woman is no match for me. She is far more powerful than me now." The woman Luo Hou was talking about was naturally Xia Daoyun. "The reason why I couldn't keep her here is because my current body can't bear my spirit."
"I can feel the power of my God. Once it explodes, it will have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. But it is precisely because God is too powerful and is burdened by his flesh that he encounters obstacles everywhere when he attacks, and cannot achieve his desired results."
“The Saint Realm and the top Demon Lord seem to be only one step away, but one is heaven and the other is earth…”
"There is no comparison between the two," Luo Hou's incarnation continued, "but you won't understand even if I tell you. Only when you truly experience the power of the Holy Realm, you will understand."
"For example..." Luo Hou's incarnation suddenly chuckled, "You must be curious about how I brought you here without any notice, and why you didn't react until now?"
Luo Qiantuo was startled, then suddenly realized, "God of the Holy Land?!"
"Yes... it is the power of the God of the Holy Land. Due to my physical body, I can't even exert one percent of its power, but it is enough to deceive ."
Luo Qiantuo seemed to have guessed something and suddenly fell silent.
But after the incarnation of Luohu started talking, he was unwilling to stop.
"Do you know how to breed a flawless Demon Saint's heart?"
Seeing that Luo Qiantuo did not respond, he continued to speak on his own.
"Asura, Giant Spirit, Void, Soldier Demon, Northern Wild, Heart Demon, Thunder Beast, Nightmare, collectively known as the Eight Holy Demon Clans..."
"Saint Demon, Saint Demon. Isn't the reverse of that Demon Saint?"
"If you want to achieve the Heart of a Demon Saint, you must first gather the bloodlines of the eight great demon saints!"
"You won't even let go of the Asura clan? Just for an opportunity that is not sure whether it will succeed?" Luo Qiantuo asked.
“Hahaha…” Luo Hou’s incarnation laughed heartily and asked, “If it were you, facing such an opportunity to become a saint, would you let the Asuras go?”
“No…” Luo Qiantuo was silent for a long time, as if he had lost all his strength.
"I'm glad you understand me," Luohou's incarnation said calmly, "In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Luo Qiantuo, to contribute to this Demon Saint's Heart."
The words fell.
The crystal clear heart of the Demon Saint beat vigorously, and then emitted a blood-red divine light with demonic flames, enveloping Luo Qiantuo.
At this moment, Luo Qiantuo, who was already seriously injured and extremely weak, only felt that he was being eroded by some indescribable and irresistible force. He instantly turned into indescribable twisted flesh and blood, and merged into the crystal heart.
Afterwards, his bones, flesh and blood turned into "residues" and were discarded, falling to the ground below the Demon Saint's Heart, leaving only pure blood.
That is the Asura bloodline, the Asura bloodline of the top demon lord.
It was flowing into one of the seven empty blood vessels.
After a few breaths, a visible blood line appeared in the thick blood vessel, flashing a bloody glow.
"Don't say that I don't care about the feelings of our fellow race. At least I will let you die with a clear mind." The incarnation of Luohou muttered to himself towards the blood line in the blood vessel, and then he swung his right hand, and balls of blood-colored light flew out and merged into the blood vessel.
Soon, blood began to flow in that blood vessel.
Boom! !
As the second blood vessel revived, the beating of the Demon Saint's Heart became stronger and stronger, and the breath of life became more majestic and vast.
"It's not enough," Luo Hou's incarnation narrowed his eyes and looked at the blood vessel. Although the blood had started to flow, it was still not enough to fill the blood vessel. "The quality is enough, but the quantity is not enough."
The development of the Demon Saint's Heart requires not only top-notch quality but also huge quantity.
Obviously, this amount is not enough to make this second blood vessel completely sacred.
"It's only a matter of time."
The most difficult step has been completed, and it is no longer a difficult task for Luohou.
"Two of the eight points have been completed..." He glanced at the other six empty thick blood vessels on the crystal heart and muttered to himself, his voice like a devil or a saint.