Jared felt as if he was roused from a dream as a deep voice echoed beside his ear. “Brat, you’ve fused with even the product of nature, leaving no hope for my reincarnation…”
Jared hurriedly looked around in confusion after hearing the voice because he didn’t see anyone strange around him. The other cultivators were all motionless, still busy absorbing the spiritual energy in the surroundings.
“Who are you? Where are you?” Jared was baffled. The voice, laced with fatigue, replied, “Keep swimming forward. I’m right ahead of you.”
It sounded as if the speaker was in a state of utter exhaustion. Puzzled, Jared started swimming onward. After a few meters, he felt his body passing through a barrier, and the next instant, a red glow materialized before him.
The red light spread out, forming a unique light array. Then, a crimson figure gradually appeared within the formation.
The figure seemed to be an elderly man. His entire body gave off a red glow, and intricate patterns adorned his skin.
His appearance was terrifying as the patterns seemed to be carved onto his skin by someone.
The lower half of the elderly man’s body was submerged within the light array, revealing only his upper body.
It was clear to Jared at first glance that someone had imprisoned that elderly man there. Moreover, judging by his blurry figure, he looked more like a phantom rather than a physical being.
“Who are you? Why are you here? Did you cultivate those blood spirits?” Jared asked the elderly man. After all, they were at the blood spirits’ lair. Since the old man was there, Jared wondered whether he had raised those blood spirits.
“What a joke! Those blood spirits were meant to guard me. How could they be my creation? Also, that Bloodsoul Orb is not a magical item. That’s my elixir field. I was suppressed here, and my elixir field was forcibly extracted. I belong to the blood demon race. During the Celestial Battle in the past, almost all of my clan members were slaughtered. Various races took advantage of the Celestial Battle to stir up internal strife. If it weren’t for the unrest, perhaps there wouldn’t be any demons left in this world,” the elderly man lamented with a bitter smile.
“You belong to the blood demon race?” Jared was taken aback. “The people who took the Bloodsoul Orb earlier were also members of your clan. They only did this to treat their bloodlust symptoms. They probably didn’t know this Bloodsoul Orb is your elixir field. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have done it,” Jared explained in Dalton and Rosetta’s stead.
“Hahaha! Relax. You don’t have to explain either. Of course I’m aware of that. Otherwise, those two youngsters couldn’t have been able to acquire the Bloodsoul Orb so easily. It’s a pity that the blood demon race has declined to this pathetic state after thousands of years. The blood demon technique was lost. They developed the bloodlust symptoms because they cultivated the incomplete blood demon technique. I called you here to ask you to bring those two youngsters to me. I wish to pass on the authentic blood demon technique to them as I hope they can restore the glory of the blood demon race,” the elderly man said to Jared with a pleading tone.
“Sir, why don’t you call them over directly? Why do you need me?” Jared asked in bewilderment.
“Do you think just anyone can see me? Because you possess the Golden Dragon’s True Form, you can pass through this dimensional space and see me. Ordinary cultivators aren’t able to accomplish this feat, so they can’t see me. Do you understand now?” the elderly man elaborated.
Hearing that, Jared nodded, finally grasping the situation. It seems my Golden Dragon’s True Form is why I can pass through these dimensional spaces.
“Sir, there’s something I want to ask you. What was the real reason behind the eruption of the Celestial Battle? Did all the other races truly wage war against the demons? Also, are all the demons as wicked as the world believes?” Jared couldn’t fathom how all the cultivators came to regard the demon race as evil and beings that should be exterminated.