Chapter 695: The Change of Rags

"Who is the Jiang family chasing?"

One of the big-headed old men in the late stage of the Void Refinement was quite interested.

The other few cultivators in the Void Refinement Stage were hesitant.

On the contrary, the green-bearded old man in the early stage of the Fusion Stage was calm and unmoved.

"Daoyou, stop this man. I am willing to give him a 'Void Array Talisman'."

The feminine middle-aged man Liang quickly controlled the blood river to continue the pursuit while shouting to the big-headed old man who was obviously interested.

When the big-headed old man heard it, he immediately showed excitement on his face and immediately threw out a 'black net' magic weapon, which was directly covering Yang Che's head.

This black net magic weapon became extremely huge when the black light flashed, just blocking Yang Che's way into the 'whirlpool'.

Yang Che slashed with a sword.

This sword used hundreds of pseudo-chaos powers to directly melt the 'black net magic weapon' into a huge hole.

As soon as he passed through the hole and was about to enter the ‘entrance vortex’ of the Barbarian Wind Cave, blood water like an ocean poured down, drowning Yang Che, and quickly formed a huge blood ball, trapping Yang Che in it.

Yang Che’s eyes turned cold, and he had expected this situation to happen.

He didn’t have time to slowly break the blood ball, which was more solid and terrifying than before, and directly poured out a thousand pseudo-chaotic forces, while his consciousness completely enveloped the blood sea sphere.

The next moment, a flash of light appeared above the huge entrance vortex, and the huge blood sea sphere and Yang Che disappeared at the same time.

Outside the entrance vortex.

The middle-aged man with dark red long hair, ‘Liang’, looked gloomy and terrifying.

Yang Che really had a lot of secrets.

After thinking for a moment, he immediately looked at several cultivators in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm and said quickly: "Fellow Daoists, if you are willing to enter the Barbarian Wind Cave to help me capture this person, each of you will receive a 'Void Array Talisman'."

"Senior, may I ask who this person your Jiang family is chasing is from?"

The big-headed old man in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm collected the black net magic weapon with a hole in it, and his face was full of depression.

Not only did he fail to stop the person, but the magic weapon also lost its spirituality. This choice seems to be quite unwise.

'Liang' thought about it and said: "This person is just a cultivator from the lower realm managed by my Jiang family. He has no background."

"Cultivator from the lower realm?"

When several cultivators in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm heard this, their faces immediately showed a thoughtful look.

Especially the big-headed old man, who immediately said, "I am willing to go in and give it a try."

After several cultivators in the late stage of the refining void finally swore a soul oath with the feminine middle-aged man 'Liang', they finally believed that the cultivator who had just escaped into the Savage Wind Cave was just a small cultivator from the lower realm and had no background.

A total of five cultivators in the late stage of the refining void entered the Savage Wind Cave, and they had discussed in advance that as soon as they saw Yang Che, they would immediately join forces to attack and capture Yang Che.

…

At this time, Yang Che, who was already in the Savage Wind Cave, had already performed the 'nameless breath-retaining technique' and the breath-hiding technique, and quietly walked to a remote corner outside the 'Tianshu Mansion' where no one noticed, and entered the 'illusionary magic stone space'.

In the sky of the magic stone space, a blood river was raging wildly.

Wherever it passed, one mountain after another collapsed with a rumble.

Before that, Yang Che forcibly took this huge 'blood river' into the magic stone space.

But the power of this blood river was stronger than he imagined.

Although his spirit was not weak, it was still very difficult to completely suppress the blood river.

The blood river suddenly appeared in the magic stone space, which alarmed all the creatures in this small world that had been peaceful.

"Master, I'll help you."

The ancient blood corpse Mie had already seen something wrong, and immediately led more than a dozen king-level ancient blood corpses to rush to the blood river.

Mie, who had devoured a 'half-emperor-level ancient blood corpse', had a faint sign of advancing to the 'emperor-level ancient blood corpse'.

Once he advances to the emperor-level ancient blood corpse, Mie's strength will be the real 'refining virtual level', and with the help of natural materials and treasures, his ultimate strength can reach the strongest level of the ancient blood corpse: the great perfection of refining virtuality.

The strange creatures of the Ancient Corpse Sect, the 'ancient blood corpses', from weak to strong are the soldier level, general level, spirit level, king level and emperor level.

According to Mie's memory, there is no stronger ancient blood corpse after the emperor level.

In the entire Ancient Corpse Sect, the strongest blood corpse is comparable to the great perfection of refining virtuality.

Even a strong man of the Ancient Corpse Sect at the ‘master level’ cannot possess a stronger ancient blood corpse.

A thunderous rumble like thunder came from the blood river.

The ancient blood corpse Mie and more than a dozen king-level ancient blood corpses were all thrown out of the blood river and fell into the mountains in a mess.

More than a dozen king-level ancient blood corpses have lost their combat power, only ‘Mi’ stood up with his tall body shaking, and rushed to the blood river again.

Mie devoured madly for a while, and was thrown out of the blood river again, falling on the top of the mountain.

Yang Che’s eyes were cold, and he moved and came to ‘Mi’.

Mie’s whole body was shining with blood, as if he had swallowed too much blood river water, and his body’s endurance had reached its limit.

“Master, this old slave is useless…” Mie seemed a little ashamed.

"Mie, this blood river is not something you can handle. Try to refine it and see if the water of this blood river is useful to you."

Mie shook his head and said, "Master, it cannot be refined. There is very little blood in this blood river, mostly the Yin and Ming Qi and the residual souls of evil ghosts, and it also contains a special terrifying aura. Forcibly refining it may only backfire."

Yang Che looked thoughtful when he heard it.

At this time, Dao Jiulu and Caiyi Bird Feicai floated over.

"Old Yang, the terrifying aura that Mie said is transformed from the 'spring liquid' of the Styx Ghost Spring. This spring liquid is a great tonic for your 'Spirit Eye Tree'."

Yang Che's heart moved when he heard this, but before he could speak, he heard Dao Jiulu suddenly speak quickly:

"Fellow Daoist Yang, since you have collected this river into the illusory magic stone space, it is not difficult for you to completely conquer this river."

"Oh? What good plan does Dao Dao have?" Yang Che asked in surprise.

Dao Jiulu said: "Do you remember that there was a wrinkled rag sealed in the jade box with me? Take it out quickly."

Yang Che showed a little surprise when he heard this, and without hesitation, he moved his palm, and the gray, wrinkled rag appeared in his hand.

Dao Jiulu's illusory face showed a hint of teasing and said:

"You can drop a drop of blood essence on it to try, but I have to remind you that there may be some accidents later, and you have to be prepared in advance."

"Accident?" Yang Che was surprised.

Dao Jiulu said: "Since this half of the illusory magic stone space has been refined by you, this little accident will not be dangerous."

Yang Che pondered for a moment, and immediately squeezed out a drop of blood essence and dripped it on the "rag".

After the rag absorbed the blood essence, it immediately emitted a bright white light, and then suddenly entangled Yang Che's fingers, with an incredible speed.

Then, Yang Che immediately felt that the blood essence in his body flowed along his fingers to the rag.

This rag was actually madly sucking his blood essence!

Yang Che immediately wanted to get rid of the rag, but no matter how he tried, the rag seemed to be connected to his fingers and could not be thrown off.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, don't worry. This cloth will stop naturally after absorbing enough." Dao Jiulu smiled.

After dozens of breaths, Yang Che felt stars in his eyes, and his feet even felt a little weak.

At this time, the rag finally stopped sucking.

The originally wrinkled rag became as smooth as silk, and even had a touch of jade.

Then, with a humming sound, the rag emitted a white light that directly enveloped Yang Che.

The next moment, Yang Che found that he could control the rag.

With a thought, the rag flew towards the blood river.

The rag, which was originally half the size of a palm, instantly became like a thousand-foot sky curtain.

And the huge blood river water was quickly absorbed by the rag, without leaving a drop.