secret could be hidden.“You asked her to lend me the sacred book of Confucius for a while, how” The Rakshasa princess said.Zhang Ruchen said, "You'd best not lay a finger on her, or else our cooperat...As Zhang Ruochen once again stepped onto the stone steps, he was surprised to find that despite the astonishing changes in the appearance of the tree in its youthful form, the pressure it exerted on him was actually less than before.

The influence of the tree's psychic interference on him had also become negligible.

Yet another strange force was influencing his mind and judgment, guiding him step by step closer to the stone coffin.

Zhang Ruochin clearly sensed this guiding force, yet he was unable to rely on his own reason and not move forward. At this moment, he was like the donkey in front of him with a carrot dangling from its head.

Driven by an uncontrollable desire for carrots, he walks forward relentlessly.

Of course, besides the mysterious force pulling him towards the stone coffin, his own consciousness also yearned to get closer. Without this conscious desire, even with the strongest guiding force, what could it possibly do to him

Who is it Who is it that is leading me on

Zhang Ruochin's body, the five elements power circulating faster.

The chaotic radiance transformed into a five-colored cloud, enveloping his body.

The power of earth, surging from the stone coffin, flowed endlessly into him. Yet it felt like countless invisible threads, pulling and tugging at his body.

Finally, Zhang Ruochin walked under the tree, beside the stone coffin.

A tree in the form of a maiden, graceful and alluring, her beauty reaches its peak, so stunning it makes one's soul tremble. However, upon closer inspection, one realizes that her body is a towering twelve zhang tall.

Her heartbeat thundered, but Zhang Ruochin remained unaffected.

A coffin, over ten zhang long , exudes an ancient charm, magnificent and imposing. It resembles a rectangular stone palace. Only when you get close can you truly feel its grandeur.

Zhang Ruochin stood beside the stone coffin, his body less than one-fifth the height of the coffin.

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The tree in its maiden form radiated an aura, though far less terrifying than before, it still weighed heavily on Zhang Ruochin, making him feel as if he was carrying a rocky planet on his back.

Many deities couldn't put this much pressure on him.

Under such pressure, flying is a fantasy.

Bloodstains trailed all the way to the base of the stone coffin. Yan Zhexian should have been here. Where did she go Did she enter the coffin itself

Wow!

"Wow!"

"Great!"

He shouted three times in succession.

Zhang Ruochin endured the pressure, his body expanding three times.

Finally, it grew to a height of five zhang and transformed into a giant.

He peered through the crack in the stone coffin, and suddenly, a powerful dizziness washed over him. His spirit, soul, and body felt like they were falling into a vortex. He lost control and tumbled headfirst into the coffin.

"That's not good."

Zhang Ruchen's hands desperately grasped the stone coffin, frantically urging the power within him.

He felt the danger. The sarcophagus was like the mouth of a demon; once he fell in, his bones would be devoured and nothing would remain.

Music by the ear, sounds that move you.

The voice came from above, emanating from the mouth of a tree in the form of a young girl.

>>

Zhang Ruochen was astonished. "You are so strong, yet you are a discarded pawn"

How powerful must a player be to command your pieces

Zhang Ruochin, after all, was a man of extraordinary mental fortitude. He quickly adjusted his emotions and calmed down, saying: "You are the blood shadow ghost species outside"

"

"You're not suitable, you only need to provide your blood. My time is up, now, give me your blood!" Yan Zexian said.

"What the..."

A snow-white tree root, entangling Zhang Ruochin's body, pulled him to Yan Zhexian's presence.

>>

Finally, she took a bite on Zhang Ruichen's neck, breaking his blood vessels and swallowing his blood to replenish her own lost blood.

Zhang Ruochin was tightly bound by the roots of the Blood Mother, unable to stop her.

Zhang Ruochin only felt pain, humiliation, and his head was pounding from blood loss.

For a fleeting moment, Zhang Ruochin saw himself as a member of the Immortal Blood Clan. He felt ashamed, that as the God Child of the Immortal Blood Clan, he had been bitten on the neck and drained of blood by a woman from the Yama Clan.

Could there be anything more embarrassing than this

What Zhang Ruochin didn't realize was that the power of Xueying Shenmu, his own blood, and Yan Zhexian's blood, all three forces, converged at Yan Zhexian's lower abdomen.

Gradually, Yan Zhexian's lower abdomen rose, as if she were pregnant for several months.

"No, if this continues, she'll drain all the blood from my body."

Zhang Ruichen was being pulled in by Yan Zhexian, almost losing consciousness. He no longer held back, letting out a long roar. Sharp teeth grew from his mouth, he turned his head, and bit into Yan Zhexian's neck, blood gushing from his wound.

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Last chapter, there was a bug. Every immortal blood clan Great Saint should carry ten million clansmen. This... is a bit embarrassing!

>>d he die so easily under Zhang Ruochin's sword"On the bustling streets of Qingluan, there was a wave of excitement. Many cultivators from the Kunlun Realm still believed that Zhang Ruochen possessed s...