Devouring Soul Emperor

"Hey, do you guys smell blood?"

Chu Qingyun asked the two people ahead of him.

The two lifted their heads and sniffed the air carefully before shaking their heads. "You're imagining things. There's no smell of blood."

"Maybe a little... It probably drifted in from outside. Who cares? Let's hurry and find that mark. An opportunity like this only comes once in a lifetime!"

After their casual remark, the two paid Chu Qingyun no more mind, burying their heads once more to resume their meticulous search along the walls.

'Am I really just imagining things...'

Chu Qingyun sniffed the air carefully again, but this time, he caught no scent of blood. Nevertheless, a deep sense of unease was steadily growing inside him.

The feeling was so unsettling that he couldn't even concentrate on searching for the three-drop blood mark.

According to the Scroll they had obtained, many of the main and side halls within the Blood Sect ruins contained sealed, desiccated corpses of Martial King Level or higher.

That Martial Sect expert had reinforced the original Palace Protection Arrays to strengthen the seals, suppressing the corpses within.

And this main hall, before the incident that befell the Blood Sect's remnants, must have had the strongest sealing Restrictions. It made no sense for that expert not to have sealed Mutants within this main hall.

In other words, this main hall very likely held the largest number of the most powerful desiccated corpses in the entire ruins...

The more Chu Qingyun thought about it, the more panicked he became.

As an Alchemist, his Soul Power was far stronger than an ordinary person's, so his Perception Ability was also very keen.

Just then, his nose twitched, and he caught another faint, almost imperceptible, scent of blood.

Chu Qingyun's head snapped up. He carefully scanned his surroundings but found nothing.

However, the feeling of unease in his heart had become extremely intense, especially after smelling blood twice and realizing this place almost certainly held the most and strongest desiccated corpses.

On the second floor of the main hall, Chu Qingyun found Mu Xiaoxiao.

"Let's go. We're leaving this place."

Chu Qingyun said, grabbing Mu Xiaoxiao's arm and heading for the stairs.

"Where are we going? I've only found one Emperor-level Secret Manual so far..." Mu Xiaoxiao grumbled, but she didn't resist, following Chu Qingyun downstairs.

Chu Qingyun told Mu Xiaoxiao everything he had just deduced, including smelling blood twice.

After hearing this, Mu Xiaoxiao grew flustered too. She had read the Scroll even more carefully than Chu Qingyun and knew more about its contents.

The two of them quickly reached the first floor of the main hall. After finding Dai, the three of them hurried toward the main doors.

However, they were a step too late.

Just as the trio was a mere twenty meters from the main doors, a sound suddenly echoed from beneath the hall—an exhale, weak yet so chilling it made one's heart shudder.

Instantly, a terrifying aura enveloped the entire main hall.

At that moment, everyone inside the three-story main hall—including Chu Qingyun's group, who had been on the verge of escape—felt a boundless, oppressive pressure.

Everyone was frozen in place, as if shackled, completely unable to move!

BANG!

In the very center of the first floor, the ground suddenly burst open. The terrifying force pulverized everything within a hundred-meter radius.

Then, a hand stretched out from the ground.

A withered, blackened hand, utterly devoid of life.

"A desiccated corpse! One of the desiccated corpses has come back to life!"

"Damn it, we agreed not to kill anyone in here! Who was it? Who did it!?"

"Who the hell did it?! You better hope I don't find out who you are!"

Many people roared in anger.

But it was no use. The withered hand tore through the ground as if it were paper, and a second hand emerged.

A blackened, desiccated corpse, nothing but skin and bones, slowly clawed its way out of the ground.

However, once its upper body was out, it seemed to have exhausted all its strength, unable to climb any further.

Its eyelids trembled and, with what seemed like immense effort, it opened its eyes. They revealed two deep red orbs, so red they looked as if they had been steeped in untold quantities of blood.

PTHOO! PTHOO! PTHOO! PTHOO!

The instant the corpse opened its eyes, the four people closest to it were struck by what felt like an irresistible blow, all of them spitting out a mouthful of blood.

But after that first mouthful, it became an uncontrollable torrent.

The four discovered in horror that the blood in their bodies was completely out of their control, gushing from their mouths in a desperate stream!

The four streams of blood converged into one, snaking across the floor until it reached the corpse, which opened its mouth and sucked it all in.

The fresh blood brought it new strength.

The corpse resumed tearing at the ground and continued to climb out.

Inside the main hall, everyone was terrified. They struggled desperately, trying to resist the pressure and escape.

But under the suppression of that terrifying aura, it was a struggle to even twitch a muscle. Even their Primordial Power was suppressed, barely able to circulate through their meridians.

At this moment, Huo Yuguang, the Matai People, and all the others who had killed someone were filled with regret and terror.

They hadn't expected that others besides them had also made a move!

But regret was useless. The desiccated corpse had now crawled completely out from the ground.

If it drank the blood of just a few more people, it would recover some of its power. At that point, it could probably kill everyone present with a single thought!

"Damn it, we were still a step too late..."

Chu Qingyun's eyes were filled with anxiety, but he hadn't given up. He was still desperately trying to think of a way out.

Right now, the corpse's movements were extremely slow. It had struggled just to climb out of the ground. This showed that while it had awakened, it hadn't recovered even a sliver of its true power.

Its greatest strength right now was its oppressive aura and presence.

A starved camel is still bigger than a horse. Even an expert who had been dormant for two thousand years would still possess a terrifying aura and presence upon waking.

'If I can break through the suppression of this aura, we can escape!'

Suddenly, Chu Qingyun's eyes lit up as a possibility came to mind.

"Dai, get out your weapon."

Chu Qingyun suddenly said to Dai. As he spoke, he fought against the terrifying aura, laboriously reaching for the hilt of the sword at his waist and slowly drawing the Earth Seal Sword.

Dai was obedient as always. Gritting his teeth, he painstakingly unslung his warhammer and gripped it in his hands.

The simple act of drawing their weapons, something that normally took an instant, now took them nearly a minute, leaving them both drenched in sweat from the strain.

By this time, the desiccated corpse had slowly walked up to a sixth-level Martial Spirit. Amidst the man's terrified screams, it slowly opened its mouth and bit down on his neck.

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