Chapter 140: True Name!

Unbeknownst to him, five days had swiftly passed as Gune delved into cultivation.

On the first day, Gune had perfectly condensed the demonic runes within a few hours.

Previously, Gune only possessed three demonic runes.

But now, Gune's body contained a full six demonic runes.

It must be said that the Blood Sea, by sharing the pressure on his soul, body, and Source Pool, had indeed worked well for Gune, granting him ample capacity to condense demonic runes.

As the number of condensed demonic runes increased,

the demonic runes ultimately did not disappoint Gune.

After condensing four demonic runes,

the framework of the Demonic Source Pool and the Blood Sea's self-contained realm was further stabilized and elevated.

The refinement effect on incoming energy also improved.

At the same time, the conversion ratio between body, soul, and source power was enhanced.

Gune also discovered an interesting aspect:

the blood within the Blood Sea was also considered part of Gune's body—that is, the blood of the Blood Sea was equivalent to Gune's own blood, thus part of his physical form.

Thus, the physical body, soul, demonic source power, and the blood within the Blood Sea could all interconvert among themselves.

The infinitely expandable Blood Sea could be converted into energy and soul—that was quite intriguing.

Moreover, with the condensation of four demonic runes, this conversion ratio had become quite substantial.

Then, when Gune condensed the fifth demonic rune,

a change occurred.

With the condensation of the fifth demonic rune,

Gune distinctly felt some subtle changes in his soul.

That is, Gune could faintly hear some light, rustling murmurs and strange languages, very unclear.

At first, Gune thought it was "Kulagru" muttering about him.

So, Gune condensed the sixth demonic rune.

Then those murmuring languages gradually became clearer, and Gune could hear them distinctly.

After hearing clearly those cursing words, Gune's face darkened.

These words were precisely the curses directed at Gune by those pirates from whom he had collected soul fragments or blood crystals.

So, I condensed all these demonic runes just to hear you curse me?

Thereupon, Gune unceremoniously pulled all those pirates who dared curse him into the Blood Dream World, gave them a good lesson, and simultaneously extracted a wave of blood crystals from them before releasing them.

Not having disciplined these pirates for a long time, they were clearly itching for trouble.

Sure enough, for three consecutive days, whoever dared mutter about Gune, he would pull them down.

Gune felt much quieter around him.

Of course, Gune could also directly block out these curses from the pirates.

However, Gune also realized that things were clearly not that simple.

Being able to hear words from extremely far distances—

this... in another form, could well become a "will of hatred."

This was very much like how gods perceive the prayers of their followers when developing faith.

Only, the followers' is devout faith.

But in Gune's case, it turned into curses and maledictions from enemies.

No matter where a god is, when his followers recite his true name, call upon him, sing his praises, or offer soul-deep worship and sacrifice,

the god can perceive it.

This is clearly recorded in ancient texts.

It is because they perceive the needs of their followers that gods bestow miracles, thus inspiring such devout faith from the heart.

This discovery shook Gune's mind.

Was Gune a god? Clearly not.

Yet he could hear the curses directed at his will.

This was almost like the ability of a god.

Though the content was entirely different.

In fact, Gune even wanted to try whether, if someone developed faith in him, he could use the demon's secondary soul to absorb the power of faith.

Of course, rather than having those damned cunning pirates develop faith, Gune thought it more reliable to kill them all and throw their corpses into the Blood Sea.

As for absorbing faith, Gune had little interest.

Gune focused on another aspect:

the essence of being able to hear the curses and maledictions of his enemies—the True Name!

Only a True Name can form supreme authority, such that it cannot be recited, defamed, slighted, or spoken directly.

Clearly, with the condensation of demonic runes, within his soul,

Gune seemed to have vaguely condensed his own "True Name."

A True Name is not only a symbol of power but also a symbol of "status."

If one possessed a "True Name," that would be of extraordinary significance.

Gune had not expected that the condensation of demonic runes, combined with his Blood Source talent ability, and he also estimated it should involve the related effects after opening his Blood Sea,

had seemingly begun to gradually condense his own "True Name."

It must be known that only great beings at the level of gods could possess their own "True Name."

And Gune, by continuously absorbing and digesting the flesh of the Dominator and condensing "demonic runes," a powerful force that only a Dominator could command,

had already acquired the prototype of a "True Name."

When those pirates cursed names like "Lord of the Blood Dream" or "Master of the Blood Dream," their wills all pointed to Gune, the possessor of demonic runes, the self-contained realm "Blood Sea," and the Blood Source talent ability—the owner of the "True Name."

Though it came through curses, this itself carried a sense of fear and dread.

Thus, Gune could perceive it.

Gune had already made some plans in his mind.

When he had time, perhaps he could construct his own True Name.

Titles like "Walking Nightmare Reaper," "Master of the Blood Dream Above the Blood Sea," "Sower of Fear and Death"—he could crown himself with such.

Of course, the matter of the "True Name" was significant, and Gune needed to consider it carefully from many aspects.

After again pulling two pirates who secretly cursed him in their hearts, thinking he couldn't hear, into the Blood Dream World and giving them a good lesson,

Gune then collected his thoughts and slowly opened his eyes.

Standing up and putting away his cultivation mat,

Gune looked around and said aloud, "Senior Guihai, I am ready."

"Whoosh..." The surrounding mist suddenly surged.

As the mist converged,

the old man Guihai materialized.

After appearing, Guihai's gaze swept over Gune several times before slowly withdrawing.

In just these few days, he vaguely sensed that Gune seemed to have undergone considerable changes.

"Blood Curse Masters themselves are not powerful, but Blood Source Curse Masters, as a stellar sequence, are much stronger."

"This time, his transcendent profession has undergone a major change, and his strength has increased—that's normal." Guihai mused lightly.

He waved his hand.

"Whoosh..."

The mist converged, and then, from a corner of the stone platform, a beam of light, five or six meters thick, shot up into the sky with a roar.

Within the beam, energy surged mightily and boundlessly.

Even the mist high in the sky was dispelled considerably under this beam.

Illuminated by the radiating beam, Gune could faintly see deeper within the mountain peaks—a majestic, vast power that made one's heart tremble.

After staring for a moment, Gune focused his gaze on the beam itself.

"The light of this teleportation array is terrifyingly dense!" Gune thought to himself.

"Enter it, and the teleportation array will condense a teleportation mark within you, then teleport you to a very distant foreign land."

"Remember, you only have one month. If you encounter great danger, you must return when you should; after all, life is the most important."

Guihai said thus.

"I know."

Gune nodded solemnly, took a step, and entered the teleportation array.

As the light converged and enveloped him,

after a few breaths,

With a "hum," the profound spatial essence bloomed, and Gune's figure had vanished from the teleportation array.