The Blood Soul actually gained Spiritual Wisdom a long ti ago, but when the previous master was still around, it dared not reveal itself and forced itself into slumber.
Due to the slumber, the Blood Soul's abilities are actually inferior to those of the other Eight Great Treasures, but the previous master was clearly a true genius!
Relying on the incomplete Blood Soul, he managed to stand on the sa level as the hosts of the other Eight Great Treasures, and was even stronger than several of them.
Yet, despite being a phoenix among n, he fell into Zi Nü's plot, ending in a tragic fate.
Therefore, once the Blood Soul could appear freely, it remained highly vigilant of Zi Nü, never allowing her to control either the Blood Slaves or any other Supre Treasures abilities, opening up to her only when necessary.
Death's Tomb
The chaos outside did not affect the tranquility of Death's Tomb, which was naturally linked to the eerie legends passed down over countless years.
An unchanging black cloud continued to float lifelessly above, while the few surviving Spiritual Beasts on the ground scraped along in search of food.
Because virtually all the spiritual energy in this area was absorbed by the tombs, these Spiritual Beasts had to find ample food or face starvation like their ancestors.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak."
The tenacious Black Light Mouse erged from the ground, its ferocious little eyes scanning the surroundings. What was expected to be another fruitless inspection surprisingly turned into a delight!
The Black Light Mouse, only the size of an average rabbit, stared dazedly at the approaching multitude, its eyes wetting at the corners: "Wow.. what a huge pile of food!"
Though the aura emitted by this pile of food was frightening, what did it matter to a Black Light Mouse residing for countless years in Death's Tomb? As long as it could taste so fresh food, what was death to be feared?
"What a hellhole!"
These shadows were none other than Blood Slaves. Since the awakening was not long ago, the Blood Soul's army of Blood Slaves was not large, with most being old stock.
However, those stocks had not been nourished by fresh blood for too long, thus their power hadn't fully recovered, risking waste if abruptly mobilized.
Hence, Li Sheng, whom Zi Nü always called trash, beca the Commander of this temporarily assembled Blood Slave army.
Stomping heavily on the ground, Li Sheng disdainfully remarked: "This wretched environnt actually still harbors mice, and they're at Heavenly Immortal Cultivation—a real surprise!"
"Hey, little mouse, are you crying out in fear? Tell , what's different here!"
The Black Light Mouse looked up dumbfoundedly at Li Sheng, who had sohow appeared beside it, as the fresh flesh began to caress its little head, its eyes suddenly emitting a black light.
"Crunch"
"Damn!"
Grabbing the Black Light Mouse biting fiercely into his palm, Li Sheng found he couldn't shake it off, anger rising in his heart, and slamd his other palm down hard!
"Bang"
The shriveled body of the Black Light Mouse exploded into a small cloud of blood mist, and Li Sheng was horrified to discover that the previously empty ground had suddenly beco swarming with Spiritual Beasts.
These Spiritual Beasts varied in species, but shared a common feature: they were shriveled all over, looking like old trees about to rot, yet their eyes were a gleaming green, filled with a greedy hunger for flesh.
Li Sheng initially felt a chill, then thought of the Blood Slave army behind him, summoning his courage: "How laughable that they dare treat us as food!"
"Kill them all for ; although they're skinny, they still count as fresh flesh!"
As the Blood Slaves and the inhabitants of Death's Tomb clashed fiercely, the question marks filled the minds of the hidden monsters within Death's Tomb and the Blood Soul.
Blood Soul: "What is this kid doing? Wasn't he supposed to look for the All Things Ruler? How co he's fighting these Spiritual Beasts instead?"
This thought had barely erged when the Blood Soul noticed Li Sheng's Blood Slave army falling behind, deepening its speechless frustration: "This guy really is incompetent; indeed, Zi Nü might not be very trustworthy, but her evaluation of him is quite accurate!"
With Little Nine sent out, Little Eight was also left scratching his head, watching the Blood Slaves battle the Spiritual Beasts: "Who's this, a fool? Fighting Spiritual Beasts in Death's Tomb?"
"Don't they know the spiritual energy here is almost at zero?"
One must know that for Spiritual Beasts to survive within Death's Tomb, aside from the newly born ones, those adults have practically honed their bodies to the utmost.
And the Blood Slaves?
The Blood Slaves refined by the Blood Soul are not afraid of death due to the lack of Spiritual Wisdom, but they have a huge flaw: they lost their abilities from when they were alive, holding only an Innate Divine Ability with greatly reduced power.
"Where'd this strange guy co from? Should I notify the boss?"
Considering the boss's recent irritable mood due to Little Nine's prolonged absence, Little Eight shook his head, muttering to himself: "Better wait; I suspect this leader isn't very bright."
What was Li Sheng doing? Screaming!
"Damn mouse!"
"Hey, don't bite recklessly; do you know this is a man's dignity?"
"Oh dear, how co there are so many!"
Watching Li Sheng scream shrill like a woman, Little Eight felt this thing most likely wasn't a normal person at all.
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