Chapter 1506 - 438: Number One, Please Help Zhou Qing! (6k)

"Screech!"

The Blood Phoenix’s phantom emitted a sharp cry, its wings fiercely flapping, sending torrents of blood flames pouring down like a violent storm.

Zhou Qing did not dodge, the Demon Suppression Seal blazed with golden light, transforming into a massive seal as large as a mountain, crashing down with a roar!

"Boom!"

The blood flames collided with the golden seal, erupting with a deafening bang.

Amidst the rolling shockwaves, Zhou Qing’s robes flapped madly, and his hair danced wildly, yet he remained unmoved.

He bit the tip of his tongue, spitting a mouthful of essence blood onto the Demon Suppression Seal—

"Suppress for me!"

"Sizzle—"

The golden light surged, and the Blood Phoenix’s phantom let out a mournful wail, being forcibly pressed back into the bone.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhou Qing’s hands performed a spell, his spiritual power transformed into countless fine threads, winding around the Blood Phoenix Bone, beginning to forcibly extract essence blood.

The bone piece immediately trembled violently, densely covered with ancient runes appearing on its surface, each emitting a heart-palpitating wave.

"I must save Han Yi, so hurry and condense for me!"

With a low shout, Zhou Qing’s fingertips burst with dazzling golden light.

The spiritual power threads abruptly tightened, like a celestial net, gathering all the blood qi from the bone piece.

The air filled with a rich scent of blood, and the temperature in the mine rapidly soared.

"Worthy of the Supreme bloodline..." Beads of sweat formed on Zhou Qing’s forehead, yet he dared not relax even a bit.

He could feel the trace of the Blood Phoenix’s will within the bone piece persistently resisting.

It was unclear how much time passed when suddenly, a crisp "crack" sounded from the bone piece, and a tiny crack appeared.

Zhou Qing’s eyes shone brightly, his fingers pinched together, and he pointed sharply: "Reveal!"

"Buzz—"

From the crack, dazzling blood light radiated, and a drop of crystal-clear essence blood slowly emerged.

This drop of essence blood was no larger than a grain of rice, yet it contained suffocating pressure, with miniature Blood Phoenix phantoms occasionally surfacing on its surface, wings poised to fly.

"It’s done!"

Zhou Qing immediately took out a jade bottle, skillfully capturing the drop of essence blood within.

As soon as the essence blood entered the bottle, countless fine blood-colored lines appeared on the jade bottle’s surface, seemingly ready to burst at any moment.

He didn’t dare delay, immediately casting several sealing spells, only then causing the blood-colored lines on the bottle to gradually fade away.

After confirming the seal was secure, Zhou Qing exhaled a long breath, finally relaxing his tense nerves.

For safety’s sake, he immediately performed the Daily Reflection.

[Blood Phoenix Essence Blood: This is a drop of essence blood refined from the remains of an Ancient Blood Phoenix, containing a strand of undying vitality, and is considered priceless.]

Upon seeing the feedback information, a smile instantly spread across Zhou Qing’s face.

His greatest worry was that the essence blood might contain remnants of the Ancient Blood Phoenix’s will or other hazards, but it seemed he had overthought it.

He then carefully took out the Soul Nourishing Jade, through its surface clearly seeing a curled, illusory figure, so faint it seemed ready to dissipate at any moment.

"Han Yi..."

Zhou Qing softly called, his body lightly trembling.

He took a deep breath, tilting the jade bottle.

As the crimson essence blood slowly dripped, it penetrated the Soul Nourishing Jade as effortlessly as a drop of water into the sea.

"Buzz!"

The Soul Nourishing Jade suddenly vibrated violently, bursting with brilliant blood light.

The illusory figure within the jade shuddered violently, then began to stretch and solidify at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Qing held his breath, watching as the figure grew clearer—the outline of Han Yi becoming increasingly distinct, even seeing her faintly trembling eyelashes.

Though still ethereal, compared to the previous state where it could dissipate at any moment, it was now far more stable.

"It’s effective!"

He clenched his fist, joy flashing in his eyes.

Indeed, this drop of essence blood proved effective. Although a complete recovery was far off, at least... there was hope right before him.

...

After waiting until midnight, with the Daily Reflection refreshed, Zhou Qing cautiously evaluated Han Yi’s remnant soul within the Soul Nourishing Jade again.

After confirming everything was correct, the hanging worry in his heart finally settled.

"Since Yu Yan is watching over Little Yaoyao and I have reached the second stage of the Desolate Forbidden, I might as well take this opportunity to search for the whereabouts of the black snow mountain," Zhou Qing contemplated.

Just as Yu Yan said, he was now facing all the cultivators in Nanhuang State who coveted the two Inscription-level Divine Techniques.

Even though everyone knew of the Divine Techniques, a complete Extreme Dao Weapon could still serve as a surprising killer move.

Second uncle was a precedent—using the self-explosion of the imitation Destiny Lamp to severely injure Inspector Su Minghe, then further inflicting damage with a black bell, showcasing its power.

"Previously, when Han Yi searched for the Three-Flower Corpse, she simulated and explored a safe route nearing the third level; for that, I followed her path once!"

Zhou Qing frowned: "Yet I still haven’t seen any trace of the black snow mountain. But second uncle clearly said he saw it in some part of the second layer’s tens of thousands of mines..."

Quickly, he reached a decision internally: "It seems I cannot follow Han Yi’s old path; I must carve a new way."

Then, Zhou Qing surveyed his surroundings, with the Human Emperor’s Shroud destroyed, the humanoid beings within those semi-transparent cocoons were thoroughly cleared.

This place was as safe as the crooked-neck jujube tree’s location.

He simply took out the Divine Ruins Celestial Palace Token, preparing to simulate the position of the black snow mountain.

"Hmm?" The back of the token had the light dot of the seventh purple orb flickering.

Zhou Qing then remembered there was an "old friend" from Nanhuang State, though that person always avoided him.

As the energy from the Spirit Stone was absorbed, his consciousness once again entered the Celestial Palace.

"Number One!" As soon as Zhou Qing entered, the image of the seventh number flickered, and a purple light shot forth, forming a sphere and speaking up first.

Zhou Qing remained silent, observing with detachment.

No one knew why, but although the opponent appeared the same as always in its red sphere form, it felt as if it had suddenly transformed into another person in Sikong Yan’s perception.