coobybook Chapter 505 One is all about life, the other is reckless.
Chapter 505 One is all about life, the other is reckless.
Endless and profound magic flowed from the large hand that had been guarding the Mosquito Taoist.
Three thousand ripples spread amidst the floating and sinking phantoms.
Mosquito Taoist stared blankly, his mind filled with complex emotions.
The biggest threat in the sea of blood was actually the person who had been secretly protecting him. His already simple-minded mind was completely unable to see through it at this moment.
"Ancestor Styx..."
Old Ancestor Styx was already used to Mosquito Daoist's way of thinking, and did not insist that his position in her heart could surpass Yang Jiao's all at once.
The Styx Ancestor's requirements were really not high; for him, it was already quite good that Mosquito Daoist could remember his own hand.
"Little mosquito, the Xuanmen sever the three corpses, and we devour all spirits."
"This technique is called—Ten Thousand Mosquitoes Transformation."
The Netherworld Blood Sea seemed to sense the Mosquito Taoist's advancement and resonated with it, with boundless blood sea waves surging to the sky.
A twelve-petaled karmic fire lotus appeared beneath the feet of the Styx Ancestor. The crimson lotus platform was filled with boundless malevolent energy, and the lotus petals were as red as blood, seemingly originating from hell.
Once the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus appeared, it directly suppressed the Golden Lotus Origin. Under the encouragement of the Styx Ancestor, the Golden Lotus Origin in Mosquito Daoist's abdomen gradually transformed into the foundation for nourishing her and reshaping her clone.
Mosquito Taoist has a simple mind but extremely high comprehension.
How could the origins of these two malevolent beings born from the sea of blood be shallow?
She had already grasped the essence of the technique after repeating it in her mind a few times.
The Mosquito Taoist's true form disintegrated, transforming into countless blood mosquitoes.
The buzzing sound of wings could be heard incessantly.
Everyone present was stunned. Lu Ya Daoist leaned on Kong Xuan's shoulder and whispered:
"This is terrible! Will the Three Realms be plagued by mosquitoes from now on?"
The Mosquito Taoist was frightening enough with just his original form, but now he can transform into billions of forms. He is worried about the lotus platforms scattered throughout the Three Realms.
Kong Xuan reached out and pushed Lu Ya Dao Ren's head away, silently smoothing the clothes on his shoulders.
Lu Ya Dao Ren chuckled, suddenly missing Bai Ze a little.
The peacock is just pretending.
Yang Jiao looked at the buzzing swarm of mosquitoes above her head, her eyes filled with anticipation. The Styx Ancestor's 480 million blood bead clones made him invincible on the Blood Sea. Now that the Mosquito Daoist has this technique, he will be invincible in the Three Realms, even among those below the level of a saint.
She was overjoyed and proud of her friend's growth:
"Mosquito, you're amazing."
After saying that, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Now everyone's attention shifted from Mosquito Taoist to Yang Jiao, and gasps of shock rose and fell, each person more astonished than the last.
The barrier in front of Master Yuding nearly collapsed, his tone almost pleading:
"Yang Jiao, you can play anything, but you absolutely mustn't risk your life."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's muscles were tense, but he didn't say much.
Yang Jiao is not someone who doesn't value her life, so she naturally has her reasons for doing this.
Nezha stroked his chin and began to ponder. Given Yang Jiao's personality, he wondered what else she would be scheming for with every mouthful of blood she spat out. He smiled and suddenly became less impatient, thinking with great interest about who she was scheming for.
Lu Ya Daoist sighed again:
"Why don't you two get to play together?"
"One is all about life, the other doesn't care about life."
Now that Mosquito Taoist has the ability to create countless clones, he can be said to have life in the Three Realms.
Yang Jiao was seriously injured and refused to take any elixirs to heal herself, preferring to bleed profusely, completely disregarding her life.
Kong Xuan glanced lightly at Lu Ya Dao Ren, once again admiring his composure, and silently stepped back a few paces; he really didn't want to suffer the cold gazes of Nezha and Yang Jian along with him.
After a few moments of gathering and dispersing, the swarm of mosquitoes coalesced into the shape of a mosquito Taoist, her long black hair billowing up. She hurriedly came to Yang Jiao's side, wiped the bloodstains from her lips, and looked worried.
Yang Jiao smiled weakly, nearly spitting out another mouthful of blood, but managed to hold it in. She swallowed the metallic taste before speaking to the mosquito:
"Congratulations, mosquito. From now on, as long as there is one mosquito left in the world, you can use this to create another one."
Yang Jian also offered his congratulations:
"Mosquitoes are fierce."
His concise words conveyed full affirmation.
Yang Jian is a cold and aloof person. Apart from his close relatives, few people can catch his eye. He is also not good at showing his emotions. Apart from his relatives, the only people he can be close to are Yu Ding Zhenren, Nezha, and Wen Daoren.
Even Mosquito Taoist couldn't have imagined that sucking a mouthful of the Golden Lotus would bring so many benefits.
She looked up at the Styx Ancestor, about to speak, but saw that his gentle demeanor had vanished, and his aura suddenly turned cold.
The Styx Ancestor stood on the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, and two swords appeared out of thin air in his hands—Yuan Tu and A Bi.
The atmosphere around them suddenly shifted from congratulations to tension.
Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Immortal, and the Styx Ancestor have a deep-seated hatred for each other.
The Styx Ancestor stared intently at Zhen Yuanzi, knowing that this battle was inevitable. However, the fact that Zhen Yuanzi hadn't attacked while he was teaching the Little Mosquito Technique was enough to earn his respect. He then raised his hand:
Thank you.
Zhen Yuanzi did not agree, but the ancient earth book in his hand began to turn without wind, and the earth veins of the primordial mountains and rivers surged, rushing straight towards the person opposite him.
The Styx Ancestor raised his sword to block, but the swords of Yuan Tu and A Bi shattered the illusory image of mountains and rivers, forcing him to take a step back.
Outside of the sea of blood, his strength was far less formidable.
Zhen Yuanzi looked at him, but the image of Hongyun flashed through his mind. His voice boomed like thunder:
"Styx! The hatred for killing a friend is irreconcilable."
The Styx Ancestor has never uttered a word of explanation in the tens of thousands of years since then, but today he said:
“Before Hongyun came to the cycle of reincarnation, his soul was already incomplete. You are also a cultivator, so you must know that those with incomplete souls will inevitably suffer calamities in their reincarnations, and will be born stupid and die young.”
"Then he also has a chance to be reborn!" Zhen Yuanzi became excited, his face flushed, and roared, "Then he also has a chance to reincarnate. No matter how many lifetimes, I will find him."
Then help Hongyun defy fate and change her destiny, even if it means suffering the karmic consequences of heaven.
The Styx Ancestor sighed. Hongyun was on the verge of dissipating. If he hadn't gone to stop him, he wouldn't have been able to survive until he entered reincarnation.
It was just Zhen Yuanzi's wishful thinking.
Zhen Yuanzi looked at the Styx Ancestor, then suddenly pointed at the Mosquito Daoist and shouted:
"You also have people you cherish! You've been holed up in that sea of blood for countless eons, yet you still risked dying outside for a mere Mosquito Taoist, didn't you?"
The Styx Ancestor's face darkened:
"There are blood beads on the karmic fire red lotus, and the true body also has avatars in the blood sea."
"I don't care how many clones you have!"
His resentful expression ruined his otherworldly demeanor, but Yang Jiao felt no fear.
Master Hongyun held immense significance for Zhen Yuanzi.
Although Yang Jiao had never met Master Hongyun, she had received his favor and was favored by Zhen Yuanzi. Therefore, she would not offer any advice because of the relationship between the Styx Ancestor and the Mosquito Taoist.
In fact, if it weren't for Mosquito Taoist, Yang Jiao would have tried to dry up the Blood Sea, rendering the Styx Ancestor's clone useless, and helping Uncle Zhen Yuanzi avenge his father.
People are easily swayed by their emotions.