Chapter 725 - 725: The Broken Martial Soul

Chu Qingyun scanned his surroundings and quickly found it—the humanoid Blood Aura, so dense it seemed almost solid.

At this moment, several chains of Primordial Power were wrapped around the humanoid Blood Aura. The people from the Martial Soul Hall were cautiously dragging it toward an inconspicuous corner.

The six from the Martial Soul Hall appeared extremely careful. They seemed to be intensely wary of the Blood Aura on the corpse, not wanting to touch even a speck of it.

After dragging the humanoid Blood Aura to the corner, the six from the Martial Soul Hall immediately shielded their entire bodies with Primordial Power and Martial Soul Power.

Then, they attacked in unison, blasting it with Primordial Power, continuously knocking away slivers of the Blood Aura from Venerable Thousand Blood's body.

Under their continuous bombardment, the Blood Aura gradually dimmed, and the corpse within slowly became visible.

It was an old man with his eyes shut tight and his face withered and gaunt.

Although he had been dead for over two thousand years, Venerable Thousand Blood's corpse was still perfectly preserved. Even the Primordial Power of the six from the Martial Soul Hall couldn't harm his body in the slightest.

"Quick, get rid of all the mutated Blood Origin!"

The Martial Soul Hall envoy urged his five subordinates as he acted.

But every one of them was dedicating the majority of their heart and mind to controlling their Primordial Power for defense, strictly guarding against being splattered by the Blood Aura.

These people had all followed the Martial Soul Hall envoy here from the Central State.

They knew full well how terrifying this mutated Power of Origin was. Moreover, the mutated Power of Origin here came directly from Venerable Thousand Blood's corpse, making it even more terrifying and malevolent.

Power of Origin was, without a doubt, a good thing.

But mutated Power of Origin was a disaster!

And in the Northern Domain, this kind of disaster was known as "demonic evil."

Soon, the last trace of Blood Aura on Venerable Thousand Blood's body was dispersed by Primordial Power, fading into the surrounding air.

"Hurry! Before a new, mutated Blood Origin can form, we have to get our hands on the remnant Martial Soul inside Venerable Thousand Blood!"

The Martial Soul Hall envoy took out six palm-sized vials from his Storage Ring and distributed them, giving one to each of his five subordinates.

The six men opened the vials and began to drip the viscous, crystalline liquid inside as evenly as possible over every part of Venerable Thousand Blood's corpse.

The crystalline, viscous liquid was quickly absorbed by the corpse.

In just two breaths' time, the corpse looked as if it had been revitalized. Even its withered face seemed to have regained a bit of vitality.

Of course, what Cao Zhixin and his men had applied was certainly not some life-reviving Divine Medicine.

It was a potion developed by the Martial Soul Hall, one capable of squeezing out the last bit of Primordial Power from a dead Martial Artist's body.

After a human Martial Artist dies, their Primordial Power dissipates very quickly.

However, a tiny, negligible amount of Primordial Power always remains within the meridians and flesh. This residual power rots and dissipates along with the corpse over time.

Experts of high Realms have powerful bodies and retain potent Primordial Power, so it can be preserved for a long time.

Martial Souls are similar to Primordial Power in this regard.

After a human Martial Artist dies, their Martial Soul also gradually dissipates.

But the meridians and flesh of a Martial Artist's corpse will also retain some remnant Soul Fragments and Martial Soul Power.

These remnant Soul Fragments and Martial Soul Power were precisely what the people from the Martial Soul Hall had schemed and plotted so painstakingly to obtain!

The Central State's Martial Soul Hall had long ago developed a technique that could use the remnant Martial Souls and Martial Soul Power of deceased experts, fusing them with a large number of Martial Soul Hall members and various rare resources to create experts possessing their original strength!

The potion they had just applied was capable of squeezing out the residual Primordial Power, and in the process, it could also draw out those Soul Fragments and Martial Soul Power.

Soon, faint wisps of blood began to rise from Venerable Thousand Blood's corpse, gradually gathering above it into a small, pale red cluster.

This small cluster of pale red power was the fusion product of Venerable Thousand Blood's last remnants of Primordial Power, his Soul Fragments, and his Martial Soul Power.

This pale red power looked completely different from the surrounding Blood Aura, and it was also vastly different from the bloody color of the Blood Corpse Blood Beasts.

That Blood Aura's crimson hue looked foul and repulsive, giving one the feeling of not wanting to get anywhere near it.

This cluster, however, felt exceptionally pure, more akin to the sensation given off by the Crimson Crystals.

The wisps of blood continued to rise, and the cluster of pale red power gradually grew larger.

Before long, the spectral image of a red ant condensed within the pale red power.

This was Venerable Thousand Blood's Martial Soul!

However, when a typical Martial Artist's Martial Soul floated out after death, it still appeared quite spirited.

For instance, when Chu Qingyun first saw the Three-star Vine Martial Soul, it was three vines swaying gently. When he saw the Black Wing Martial Soul, it shimmered with a black, flowing light.

But this red ant Martial Soul was rigid and motionless, and it was incomplete in many places.

After all, it was just a product forcibly condensed from a few remnant Soul Fragments and a bit of Martial Soul Power.

「Three minutes later.」

No more wisps of blood rose from Venerable Thousand Blood's corpse; all of its Primordial Power and Martial Soul Power had been completely squeezed dry.

The corpse had even become somewhat shriveled.

"Success!"

A look of immense joy appeared on the face of the Martial Soul Hall envoy, Cao Zhixin. He was just about to reach out and collect the cluster of pale red power.

But just then, the body of Venerable Thousand Blood before him suddenly shot upright from the ground, as if reanimated!

HISS!

The Martial Soul Hall envoy and his five subordinates were so frightened their hair stood on end. They all staggered back two steps in unison, nearly collapsing to their knees.

'Heavens, this is a Venerable.'

'His mutated Martial Soul Power alone caused an incident as massive as the Blood Sect ruins. If his corpse has really reanimated, wouldn't he be able to overturn the entire Northern Domain?!'

After Venerable Thousand Blood's corpse stood up, the cluster of pale red power that had been floating above it also rose slightly before it began to fall.

The corpse, however, stiffly raised an arm and weakly caught the cluster of pale red power.

"Strange…"

The Martial Soul Hall envoy frowned, and the other five also looked puzzled.

And just after catching the pale red power, the stiff corpse of Venerable Thousand Blood, while facing the six from the Martial Soul Hall, suddenly shot backward at high speed.

Instantly, an extremely furious expression appeared on the Martial Soul Hall envoy's face.

"Chu Qingyun, you're courting death! You started this, so don't blame us for breaking our Martial Arts Oath!"