Then he fumbled around his body again, took away the cone-shaped tool that could break the formation, made sure nothing was missed, and snapped his fingers.
"Now we can continue."
Whoosh—
The flas instantly surged.
Jue Hai’s despair was thoroughly extinguished.
[Killed the demon creature "Jue Hai," True Spirit 2500.]
[Event evaluation rising...]
Chen Mo retracted the azure light, slightly out of breath.
With his current realm, invoking the power of the Void Dust was still a bit challenging, but he managed it sohow.
Chu Yanli watched the scene, bewildered, "What kind of technique is that?"
"Just a divine skill I happened to comprehend," Chen Mo caught his breath and said, "If not for this demon creature being suppressed by Your Highness, unable to resist and having to stand still awaiting death, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to deal with it."
A divine skill comprehended by chance?
Chu Yanli, of course, did not believe this explanation.
In that azure glow, she sensed a very similar aura to Yu Youhan’s.
To think such power was bequeathed to Chen Mo, what exactly is the relationship between these two?
"Could it be, aside from Chan’er, Yu Youhan also..."
Chu Yanli bit her lip, hesitated for a mont, then said, "Chen Mo, do you seem to like other people’s wives a lot?"
"Cough, cough!"
Chen Mo was caught off guard, almost choked on his saliva, and said slightly embarrassed, "What’s Your Highness taking for... It’s just that the woman I like happens to be soone else’s wife, there’s no essential link between the two..."
?
Chu Yanli looked at him with an even more strange expression.
Chen Mo cleared his throat, changed the topic, "Now’s not the ti to talk about these things, the Crown Prince is still in danger, if we delay any further, there may be a big problem."
Chu Yanli knew the matter at hand was urgent, said nothing more, and looked up at the sky.
At this mont, the Crown Prince was suspended above a bronze furnace, with blood mist swirling around him, those red particulates undergoing so kind of refinent, continuously integrating into his body, the scarlet patterns on his body growing more intense.
Chen Mo’s brows furrowed tightly, "This is..."
"Disaster warding blood sacrifice, punishnt taken on behalf of heaven," Chu Yanli’s expression was solemn, and she said in a deep voice, "In the early years, I once read the Grand Ancestor’s notes, during which he researched ways to escape the curse, repeatedly ntioning these eight words..."
"But I didn’t expect Wu Lie would actually do this, and at the cost of the Great Yuan people’s lives..."
Chen Mo felt a stir in his heart.
Just relying on Chu Heng alone, it’s simply impossible to achieve this level, there must be other forces pushing from behind.
Now it seems, it should be that Venerable Emperor from Qianji Palace.
But what is the Emperor’s purpose in doing so?
To help the Crown Prince wash away the curse and inherit the throne in the future?
Or to prepare a clean body for a future possession?
But the Empress also ntioned that the so-called "Imperial Family curse" isn’t sothing that can be resolved just by changing a body... even with a pure body, how would the issue of the Divine Soul be solved?
Chen Mo’s mind was swirling with countless thoughts.
He vaguely felt he was close to the truth, but still lacking so key information.
"No matter what Wu Lie wants to do, I won’t let him succeed," Chu Yanli said, biting her teeth and glaring at the Crown Prince floating in the sea of blood, "No matter what, let’s rescue Ning An first!"
Chu Ning’an?
This was the first ti Chen Mo learned the Crown Prince’s full na.
Chu Yanli leapt into the air, constantly approaching the direction of the Crown Prince.
The closer to the center of the blood vortex, the greater the pressure endured, as if the entire Jiulong Platform was pressing down on her.
The Xuanling Treasure Armor emitted a series of wails, yet her expression did not change, she urged the Heavenly Decree Seal, the golden light becoming even brighter, like a teor plunging into the sea of blood!
"Ning An, don’t be afraid, I’m coming to rescue you!"
Just as Chu Yanli grabbed the Crown Prince’s arm, preparing to pull him away, the Crown Prince’s body suddenly trembled violently, a pained expression appearing on his face.
Upon closer inspection, the blood-colored patterns on his body were reaching out like tendrils, already fused with the bronze furnace.
If one forcibly pulled him off, his bones might completely separate!
The Crown Prince had no cultivation, and was too young to bear it.
Wu Lie clearly anticipated this, even if Chu Yanli’s strength was greater, in such a situation, she could only stare blankly.
"Damned Emperor..."
Her teeth gnashed fiercely.
At this mont, she glimpsed at Chen Mo from the corner of her eye, a thought flashed in her mind.
"This blood mist, in essence, is refined from living people, also belonging to a type of Evil Qi, it can be resolved simply by absorbing it all."
"I have to continually urge Dragon Qi to resist the pressure, cannot spare attention to neutralize Blood Evil."
"But aside from , there’s one more person who can achieve this..."
Chu Yanli raised her hand, and Chen Mo was seemingly grabbed by an invisible force, pulled up to her side, she concisely said, "I’ll be your protector, use the Military Dao Inheritance to absorb the Evil Qi, this is the only way to rescue Ning An."
"Alright!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Mo did not hesitate at all.
He urged the Soldier Control Seal, and a tiger phantom projected from his chest, opened its bloody mouth, and took a deep breath.
The blood mist in the air was drawn towards the tiger’s mouth in swarms, countless lines of prompt text flashed before his eyes:
[Absorb Blood Evil Qi, Soldier Control Seal·Array Formation (200/5000)]
[Absorb Blood Evil Qi, Soldier Control Seal·Array Formation (430/5000)]
[Absorb Blood Evil Qi, Soldier Control Seal·Array Formation (1700/5000)]
[Absorb Blood Evil Qi...]
As he continuously devoured the Evil Qi, the tiger phantom beca more solid, its suction grew stronger, forming a spiral funnel in front of Chen Mo!
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