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Chapter 452 - Blood Corpse Demon King

Occasionally, air bubbles surfaced in them, igniting into ghostly flames that burned with a turquoise hue. It was ghost fire.

These ghost fires danced and flickered, sometimes transforming into human faces or taking the form of demonic spirits. The swamps were the root of all these devils.

“These fresh blood swamps are producing devils non-stop. How is that possible? This space is unfathomable. Let’s not go too deep. I must tread cautiously and gather information while remaining vigilant.”

The fresh blood swamps were everywhere, birthing countless ghost fire devils. In the distance, dusky yet ominous castles loomed, inhabited by legions of devils. Waves of powerful aura emanated from these fortresses, signaling the presence of great devils.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Many devils had sensed Chen Fan, so they swarmed toward him like hungry flies drawn to fresh blood, and the ghost fires burned in excitement.

Unfazed, Chen Fan summoned a vortex of true primeval, pulling the devils toward him and consuming them to fuel himself.

“Heaven Seizing Furnace, heaven refining sacred flames.”

However, these devils were all weak and failed to bring any significant growth. He needed those Yuanfu realm and Core Formation realm great devils to sate his appetite.

He walked on the fresh blood swamp, pulling all the ghost fires into him on his way.

Thanks to the Heaven Seizing Furnace, he was cultivating here faster compared to outside. If Chen Fan came across some great devils, it would be equal to absorbing a drop from the Fountain of Life.

In mere moments, thousands of devils were drawn into the depths of Chen Fan’s dantian. His sea of qi seemed to have become a true hell.

The Heaven Seizing Furnace revolved furiously. The magma rolled and churned, and the heaven-refining flames surged, burning for eternity.

All the devils entered purgatory. They wailed and cried, wanting to escape, but it was all futile. The powerful heaven-refining flames thoroughly annihilated them.

Chen Fan seemed to be enjoying a feast as he strolled through the area.

These devils contained the purest life-origin essence. They were ten times better than the evil spirits born from the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range.

These devils were a disaster for everyone; for Chen Fan, they were a luxurious, full-course meal.

Chen Fan purified several large fresh blood swamps, but his actions seemed to have angered a great devil hiding deep underground. With a sudden furious roar, a gigantic devil appeared.

“Kill!”

This devil was also a spirit, but its form seemed highly condensed and it was massive. Moreover, his flames were crimson, instead of the usual turquoise color.

In the blink of an eye, its aura surged, and its form kept shrinking, transforming into a man adorned in blood-colored robes. His shrunken face bore a piercing gaze fixed upon Chen Fan, and he asked, “Where are you from? How dare you barge into the Blood Flesh Swamp and kill those devils. Aren’t you scared of being used in a blood sacrifice?”

Chen Fan looked at this blood-colored devil and asked lightly, “Who are you?”

"I am the Blood Corpse Demon King, guardian of the Blood Flesh Swamp," the devil responded. His eyes swept over Chen Fan before turning to glance at the distant space tunnel.

“For over ten thousand years, I have stood watch over the Tunnel of Death in the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range. It has remained undisturbed until today. Normally, intruders die in the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range. It’s a juicy job out there; some jiangshi devils there have devoured many people’s vitality and blood. Today, it’s finally my turn.”

The Blood Corpse Demon King looked at Chen Fan like he was looking at a luxurious feast.

The purple-gold jiangshi king suddenly emerged from a fresh blood swamp, staring at Chen Fan hatefully. “Don’t underestimate him, Blood Corpse Demon King, he killed most of my subordinates in the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range. This guy has some tricks and isn’t afraid of the corrosion of the nefarious qi and corpse qi. Also, his cultivation is unusually deep and rich. You don’t want to mess up here.”

“What?” The Blood Corpse Demon King was shocked and replied, “You’re really useless. You had such a good job, but you actually lost the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range. Don’t you know you’re messing up Master’s plans? You’ll be thrown into boiling oil for that!”

The purple-gold jiangshi king said, “What else could I have done? My subordinates and I activated the corpse king formation and summoned the blood-dripping bone spear, but he destroyed it. We were no match for him, so I had to come in here to seek help.”

“Hmph," the Blood Corpse Demon King sneered. "I had wondered why you brought back a few purple jiangshi kings so suddenly. Now it is clear—you were kicked in here by a brat.”

“Rest assured. Since this brat came in here, there’s no way he will make it out alive. But you lost the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range. Master will surely punish you severely. And with that, I may have an opportunity to replace you and revel in the outside world once more," said the Blood Corpse Demon King, smiling sinisterly.

“Hmph, you want to replace me? That will have to wait until we kill this brat first.” The purple-gold jiangshi king snorted coldly.

Chen Fan was greatly shocked inside as he heard their conversation.

This otherworldly space, Blood Flesh Swamp, had an owner. Not only that, this owner seemed to be an extremely powerful figure, and the Fiendish Corpse Mountain Range was created by this mysterious figure.

"Brat, once you\'ve entered the realm of the Blood Flesh Swamp, there\'s no escaping!" declared the Blood Corpse Demon King ominously. Suddenly, he made a move.

A blood-colored whip appeared in the air.

Smack!

A smacking noise rang out in space from a lash. The blood-colored whip swept toward Chen Fan ferociously, carrying the power of the Blood Demon Cultivation Technique. It resembled the Blood Shadow Divine Whip technique practiced by blood demons.

Chen Fan had long since noticed that this Blood Corpse Demon King’s cultivation was above the purple-gold jiangshi king’s, reaching the eighth level. He was as powerful as Elder Liehuo.

His expression became grave, as he didn’t know if there were even stronger devils here.

“Break for me!”

Chen Fan wielded his iron spear, flames licking its tip as he shattered the blood shadows.

Simultaneously, he executed a Bloody Solar Halo, stabbing at the Blood Corpse Demon King’s spirit—the source of his energy. [1]

1. No such martial art in Chen Fan’s arsenal. The author is describing the rare phenomenon, Solar Halo, and changing one of its words to blood to describe how Chen Fan is aiming for the demon king’s core. Check this out. https://earthsky.org/upl/2018/09/halo-sundogs-more-9-4-2018-Martin-Male-Yellowknife-Northwest-Territories-CN-e1536167898336.jpg ☜