Chapter 1179: Summoning the Spirits

Within the Asura Blood Gate, at first glance, it was a world of crimson, with waves of extremely dense qi and blood energy emanating from within.

Han Li looked toward the back of the blood gate, seeing it filled with liquid-like blood light, the qi and blood energy so dense it was unimaginable, more than ten times denser than the blood pool in the altar within the Scaled Nest.

Others on the square, sensing the situation inside the blood gate, also revealed expressions of joy and anticipation.

"The opening of the Asura Blood Gate is a rare opportunity. Everyone currently on the square may enter. Let's go," Bai Ze said, stepping through the gate first.

Upon hearing this, the crowd on the square erupted in thunderous cheers and immediately followed suit.

The eight tribes of the direct bloodlines of the eight kings—Yingma, Qingyuan, Tianhu, and others—followed closely behind Bai Ze.

Among the Tianhu tribe, Liu Le'er glanced at Han Li, who stood motionless to the side, and furrowed her delicate brows.

"Miss Le'er, rest assured. The king has just permitted Brother Han to enter. He will go in together," a figure approached Liu Le'er, it was Hu San, speaking in a low voice.

Liu Le'er smiled at Hu San upon hearing this, then turned and flickered, stepping into the blood gate.

Hu San turned to look at Han Li and also entered the Asura Blood Gate.

Only after all members of the eight tribes had entered the Asura Blood Gate did the other groups on the square begin to move one by one according to their clan's seniority and cultivation level, with a rather strict hierarchy.

Han Li had no intention of provoking these barbaric tribes. Only after everyone had entered did he step forward and walk into the Asura Blood Gate.

Since Bai Ze had already permitted Han Li to enter, although the various tribes were dissatisfied with Han Li's entry, no one dared to say anything more.

Some tribe members looked at Han Li with vigilance and hostility, but Han Li naturally ignored them.

Inside the Asura Blood Gate was a vast space. At first glance, the ground seemed to be made of fresh, wriggling flesh, with blood-colored mist drifting everywhere, yet there was no smell of blood; instead, it felt fresh, as if one had arrived at the primordial essence of the womb.

With every breath, not only did one's spirit invigorate, but the body also became lighter, and the flesh and blood felt lively, as if one had taken some great tonic.

Above the blood-colored space hung a layer of blood cloud condensed from blood mist, emitting waves of extremely dense qi and blood energy, very similar to the Liuyan Blood Cloud within the Scaled Nest.

Han Li had not expected such a scene inside. Surprised, he curiously looked around.

The younger generation of the barbaric tribes also showed surprise at the sight, but the older generation, such as Liu Qing, remained calm, as if they already knew about this place.

Bai Ze did not pause at all, striding forward ahead, and the crowd, led by the eight tribes, hurriedly followed.

The group marched forward with great momentum and soon arrived deep within the Blood-colored Space.

The space here was exceptionally vast, and the ground was flat, resembling a blood-colored plaza.

In the plaza stood eight enormous blood-colored stone pillars, towering high with their tops disappearing into the blood clouds above. Each pillar was engraved with a lifelike relief of a magnificent giant beast, representing the eight True Spirit Kings.

These reliefs were incredibly realistic, exuding a vast aura and pressure as if they were alive, as if they might break free from the pillars and revive at any moment.

Moreover, near the top of each pillar, an ancient-looking dark red brazier was embedded.

However, except for the pillars of Bai Ze, You Tian Kun Peng, and Rahu, the braziers in the other pillars had already gone out.

Seeing this, the people from various races gathered near the eight pillars and prostrated themselves on the ground, paying homage to the eight True Spirit King reliefs.

The people of the Qing Yuan, Zou Wu, Ban Shan Yuan, and Tian Hu races showed expressions of grief, weeping prostrate beside the pillars of the True Spirit Kings Zhu Yan, Tao Wu, Shan Yue Ju Yuan, and Jiu Wei Xian Hu.

Xiao Bai also came before the blood-colored stone pillar of the Mo Yan Pi Xiu, his expression dazed, a glimmer of moisture in his eyes.

Han Li, as an outsider, seemed somewhat out of place compared to the crowd kneeling all around him, so he quietly moved to a slightly farther spot and stood there.

Feeling the dense blood energy around him, he secretly activated the "Tian Sha Zhen Yu Gong" to absorb it, and immediately streams of warmth spread throughout his body.

Before long, he felt several unopened acupoints within him begin to stir restlessly.

However, given the situation of those around him, he could not fully exert his technique and could only quietly absorb the surrounding blood energy.

While absorbing the blood energy, Han Li looked toward the eight blood-colored stone pillars ahead, his eyes flickering.

The eight True Spirit Kings before him should be of comparable strength. Bai Ze's cultivation was unfathomably deep; he must have already reached the Dao Ancestor realm.

From this, it seemed that the other True Spirit Kings were also existences at the Dao Ancestor level.

The strength of the Primordial Wilderness Realm was truly extraordinary. He wondered if there were any other Dao Ancestors besides these eight True Spirit Kings.

"Everyone, although the fall of several True Spirit Kings is heartbreaking, we must now accept this fact. The time for opening the Asura Blood Gate is limited. You should compose yourselves and first summon the bloodline power of the True Spirit Kings," Bai Ze said after waiting for a moment.

Upon hearing this, the direct bloodline races of the eight kings, including Qing Yuan and Zou Wu, restrained their emotions, stood up, and quickly busied themselves, sitting cross-legged around their respective pillars.

The collateral bloodline races of the eight kings also gathered around, forming a formation pattern.

Because Bai Ze was still alive, the Ying Ma race did not need to summon and did not gather near the pillars; instead, they all moved to the side and stood still.

However, Mo Yan Pixiu had only one descendant, Xiao Bai, so near the stone pillar where Mo Yan Pixiu was located, there was only him alone, giving a somewhat solitary feeling.

Han Li looked at Xiao Bai, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Fellow Daoist Han." Li Qima flew over and stood beside Han Li.

Han Li nodded to Li Qima without saying anything.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't worry. Next is summoning the bloodline power of several True Spirit Kings; there is no danger." Li Qima, seeing Han Li's concern, smiled.

"Xiao Bai is alone, which seems too weak compared to the other clans." Han Li still appeared uneasy.

"Rest assured, summoning the True Spirit King's bloodline does not rely on numbers. Although Xiao Bai is alone, he is the son of Lord Mo Yan Pixiu, with an extremely rich bloodline power. When performing the spell, not only will he not struggle, but he will be much more relaxed than others." Li Qima smiled, as if he knew many things.

"Oh, is that so?" Han Li raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.

"You'll see." Li Qima smiled again.

As soon as Li Qima finished speaking, the people of each clan began to cast spells, cutting their wrists with their fingers, and blood immediately shot out from their wrists.

The blood did not fall to the ground but instead hovered in midair, turning into streaks of blood that quickly interlaced with each other, transforming into a complex blood-colored formation that enveloped the stone pillars of each clan.

Blood-colored patterns also emerged on the stone pillars, flickering and resonating with the blood formation.

Although Xiao Bai was alone, he also used his blood to draw the blood formation, and his blood formation was noticeably brighter than those of the other six clans.

Seeing this, Bai Ze's figure flickered and split into seven, with seven identical figures appearing beside the braziers inside the seven stone pillars.

The Bai Ze beside the five stone pillars of Zhu Yan, Tao Wu, Mountain Ape, Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, and Mo Yan Pixiu pointed a finger, and a spark of fire flickered at the fingertip.

With a soft "puff" sound, a golden flame simultaneously ignited in the braziers embedded in the five stone pillars.

Seeing this, the people of the five clans immediately activated the blood formations above their heads with full force.

Dazzling blood light radiated from the blood formations, and the golden flames on the stone pillars also flared up, complementing the light of the blood formations.

At that moment, the five Bai Ze simultaneously chanted incantations and formed hand seals, causing the golden flames to rise and leap.

Instantly, rings of light interwoven with blood and gold spread outward, continuously merging into the nearby void.

As for the Thunder Roc clan and the Hun Tun clan, they did not need Bai Ze to ignite the primordial fire; they also activated their blood formations to operate.

The nearby Bai Ze also cast spells to drive the golden flames in the braziers, flickering and leaping in coordination with the blood formations below.

In the chaotic void, rings of blood-gold light, indistinguishable to the naked eye, spread rapidly, permeating through celestial domains and even various planes, emanating a power imbued with a summoning intent.

"Summoning the bloodline takes some time; it won't be completed in a short while. Let's wait patiently. Fellow Daoist Han, after the Blood Sacrifice Assembly ends, what are your plans?" Li Qima said, then began chatting casually with Han Li.

"I..." Han Li chatted with Li Qima while secretly circulating his energy to absorb the rich blood and qi power nearby, and also kept an eye on the situation at the stone pillars.

As the two chatted, time passed quickly, and half a day went by in the blink of an eye.

The void above the top of the blood-colored stone pillar beside Xiao Bai flickered first, and specks of white light seeped out from the void, slowly circling and dancing around the golden flame at the top of the pillar.

"Are those the True Spirit King's bloodlines?" Han Li's eyes lit up.

These white lights contained extremely rich True Spirit bloodline power, very similar to Xiao Bai's bloodline but much nobler.

"Yes. It seems Xiao Bai's bloodline is indeed the purest, as he was the first to summon Lord Mo Yan Pixiu's bloodline power." Li Qima nodded slowly.

More and more white specks seeped out from the void, coalescing into the shadow of a snow-white auspicious beast, roughly the same as Xiao Bai's transformed Pixiu form but more majestic, with black eyes exuding a sense of looking down on all things.

In particular, a long vertical eye split open on the snow-white beast's brow, emitting strands of strange black light.

Xiao Bai looked at the snow-white auspicious beast, and two strange black lights flickered in his eyes, surging in and out.

Seeing this, Bai Ze also showed a hint of joy on his face.

Xiao Bai's summoning of the True Spirit bloodline of Mo Yan Pixiu seemed to set off a chain reaction, and the other four clans soon saw results.

Gray-white light flashed in the void above the stone pillar of the Celestial Fox clan, and clusters of gray-white light drifted out from the void, each emitting powerful bloodline power.

These gray-white lights quickly converged into one, forming the shadow of a Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox.

Seeing this, the members of the Celestial Fox clan were overjoyed.

Among the Celestial Fox clan, Liu Le'er's body was covered in a layer of fluorescence, and on her cheeks, arms, and other exposed skin, gray-white patterns emerged, resonating faintly with the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox shadow in midair.

Seeing Liu Le'er's condition, Liu Qing showed a delighted expression.

Soon, the tops of the stone pillars of the Qing Yuan, Zou Wu, and Ban Shan Yuan clans also flickered with light, as the True Spirit King's bloodline power converged from afar, manifesting the True Spirit King's shadows, greatly delighting the members of these three clans.

However, the stone pillars of the Hun Tun and Thunder Roc clans showed no reaction at all.