Chapter 1428 - Meeting Ming Zhen Eventually
Suddenly, a blood-colored gourd flew out from Teng Lingzi's body and spun to Su Zimo's head.
With its head facing down and its bottom facing up, the mouth of the gourd aimed at Su Zimo and shone with a blood beam that was filled with a mysterious power!
"Mmm?"
Su Zimo's expression changed!
The power released by the Blood Gourd enveloped him and he could not help but fly towards the Blood Gourd.
Right in front of everyone, Su Zimo's figure shrank continuously and turned into a streak of light, absorbed by the Blood Gourd!
The Mighty Figures of the Blood Vine race were not surprised by this.
"Hahahaha!"
Teng Lingzi reverted to his human form and held the Blood Gourd in his palm as he roared in laughter. "Desolate Martial? Strongest monster incarnate in history? You still fell into my hands and were suppressed by me!"
"You're brilliant, young master! You'll definitely be famous throughout Tianhuang Mainland in this battle!"
"That's right. After this battle, even the reputation of the God race's Firmament Emperor and Goddess Xiaoxiang will be far inferior to you."
"Desolate Martial was arrogant and ignorant. The bloodline and physique of our Blood Vine race are indeed not strong. However, we naturally possess powerful killing moves to be able to become one of the Primordial Nine Races! He didn't know that!"
Many Mighty Figures of the Blood Vine race praised and flattered Teng Lingzi loudly.
Actually, that Blood Gourd was extremely important to every single Blood Vine race being.
When every Blood Vine race being was born, Blood Gourds would grow on the many vines. However, when they entered the Conjoint Body realm, the Blood Gourds would fuse together.
It could be said that the Blood Gourd condensed more than half of the cultivation essence and cultivation of the Blood Vine race!
Indeed, the Blood Vine race was not strong in melee combat.
However, anyone tainted by the fresh blood of the Blood Vine race would establish a connection with the Blood Gourd. Once they got close, they would be absorbed by the Blood Gourd to be refined into blood water!
Teng Lingzi said proudly, "That Desolate Martial was ignorant and truly thought that I had no means of suppressing him! To think that he would dare to get so close to me after being tainted by my blood. Even a Half-Martial Ancestor won't be able to break free from the power of the Blood Gourd!"
"The fortune of the human race is depleted. That so-called strongest monster incarnate in history is nothing much. It didn't even take much effort for you, young master."
"He's nowhere as good as he's made out to be."
"Just because we primordial races have been dormant for so long, these ants and food of the human race really think of themselves as the masters of Tianhuang Mainland. Fufu."
"Young master, how should we deal with the food?"
A Mighty Figure of the Blood Vine race pointed to everyone from Southern Duel Sect not far away.
The battle had broken out too quickly and Tang Shiyun was in the midst of persuading everyone. Right as everyone from Southern Duel Sect was moved and had hope reignited, they saw Su Zimo sucked into the Blood Gourd—he was suppressed by Teng Lingzi!
The expression of everyone from Southern Duel Sect darkened and they laughed self-deprecatingly.
To begin with, they should not have had any extravagant hope of being able to escape this place—their fates were long decided!
Tang Shiyun gave a bitter laugh and sighed sorrowfully.
"Of course we'll rear them again,"
Teng Lingzi said indifferently, "Food should just understand that they are food. You're even dreaming of escaping?"
"Are you still going to eat today, young master?"
A Blood Vine race being asked.
"There's no need."
Teng Lingzi's gaze landed on the Blood Gourd in his palm and he could not help but laugh. "I don't even have to consume food for a period of time!"
"Legend has it that Desolate Martial has the Green Lotus Body. If I can refine him, my Dharmic powers and combat strength will increase exponentially! I might be able to sense the opportunity to break through and comprehend the power of divine powers!"
"Congratulations in advance, young master!"
Everyone from the Blood Vine race congratulated him.
"Yes,"
Teng Lingzi nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to be in seclusion for a year thereafter. Don't disturb me during this period of time."
"As for that food, I'll give it to you guys."
"Thank you, young master!"
Everyone from the Blood Vine race was delighted.
…
The Blood Gourd was grisly red.
Everywhere was filled with blood!
Even though he was sucked in by Teng Lingzi's Blood Gourd, Su Zimo's expression was still calm without any hint of panic. He released his spirit consciousness and surveyed his surroundings.
Although the Blood Gourd did not look huge, it had a dimension of its own within.
Su Zimo's gaze landed on the inner wall of the Blood Gourd.
There were thin blood scars that were dense and intertwined. Like veins of a human, there was even blood flowing within!
"According to Teng Lingzi, Ming Zhen should still be in the Blood Gourd. Why can't I find any trace of him?"
Su Zimo furrowed his brows slightly.
"Could Ming Zhen have failed to hold on and was refined into blood by Teng Lingzi?"
Su Zimo scanned the Blood Gourd carefully.
Suddenly!
His expression changed as his gaze landed on a blood cocoon that was half the height of a human in the corner.
Initially, he did not notice the blood cocoon at all. At first glance, it looked like a lump of blood in a Blood Gourd without any special features or signs of life.
However, Su Zimo's spirit perception was strong.
He could sense a faint hint of divine benevolence from the blood cocoon. Although it was weak, he caught it!
In a flash, Su Zimo arrived beside the blood cocoon.
The blood cocoon was filled with blood threads that coiled tightly and no one could see what was inside.
Su Zimo reached out and tugged casually, removing most of the blood threads.
All of those blood threads possessed an extremely strong corrosive power. If not for the fact that his Green Lotus True Body underwent a complete transformation, Su Zimo's palm would have rotted and his bones would have been exposed!
There was indeed a monk in the blood cocoon.
The monk sat in a lotus position with his palms clasped together. His eyes were closed and his body shone faintly. He was extremely skinny and more than half of his flesh had already dissipated!
Su Zimo almost could not recognize him!
Right then, the monk opened his eyes and caught sight of Su Zimo.
His eyes were clear as water, pure and sincere.
Even in such a sinister and filthy environment, his eyes still gave off a kind and beautiful feeling.
It was Ming Zhen!
Su Zimo had only seen such a clear and sincere gaze from Ming Zhen before!
Gazing at Ming Zhen who was withered and skinny, Su Zimo felt his heart wrench and his eyes reddened.
"Junior Brother, you're here,"
Ming Zhen smiled gently with a look of joy and gratification on his face.
When he saw that smile, Su Zimo nearly teared up.
For some reason, at that moment, there was no anger or killing intent in him—there was only an indescribable feeling of gratitude.
Ming Zhen had been trapped by the Blood Gourd for ten years and it was a fate worse than death.
If it was anyone else, they would have broken down mentally.
Even Su Zimo could not imagine what would have happened to him if he was imprisoned for a full ten years in such a sinister and filthy environment.
There was a high chance that he would enter the fiend Dao completely and activate the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra once more to kill!
However, Ming Zhen did not.
Ming Zhen could still smile.
There was no resentment or hatred.
Through Ming Zhen, Su Zimo could sense the supreme benevolence and magnanimity of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!
He swore that he would only attain his Buddhahood after Hell was empty with all living beings liberated!
Su Zimo's will was resolute and unshakable. However, against such Buddhism, he was moved and he burst into tears!
