There was golden divine power in Chongming's blood. In a daze, Yaohua's lips touched it and she drank desperately, as if encountering a sweet spring.
He sat on the grass, pulling her into his arms. His eyes were full of concern. "Yaohua, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
As the blood entered her body, the golden divine power, like carrying Chongming's will, surrounded the Demon Seed, making it tremble.
Gradually, Yaohua came to her senses.
She looked at Chongming's injured wrist in shock. "Master, the blood I just drank... was yours?!"
Chongming quietly pulled his hand behind his back. "The ancient books of Penglai record that the blood of ancient gods can suppress the Demon Seed. I didn't expect it to really work."
Yaohua asked worriedly, "Will this method have any impact on your body, Master?"
Seeing her eyes full of concern for him, Chongming couldn't help but ruffle her hair. "Of course not. Don't worry."
Only then did Yaohua feel a bit relieved. Then she asked doubtfully, "Since this method is so useful, why is there no record in any ancient books, not even in the Heavenly Realm?"
The so - called ancient gods referred to the deities born from the chaotic world in ancient times. They were born with extraordinary divine power.
Later, Pangu created the world. Plants, animals, and humans successively cultivated to become demons, immortals.
The place with the most ancient gods should be the Heavenly Realm!
But why had the method to restrain the Demon Seed never been passed down, except for a few words in the distant Penglai?
Did the ancient gods think too highly of themselves and refuse to use their blood to restrain the demons, allowing the demons to harm the talents of the three realms?
She voiced her doubts. Chongming was also stunned, as if he had never thought about this question. "The gods love the world and would never hide anything. But after the death of the first god, the ancient gods successively fell, so the records in the ancient books were gradually buried in the vast collection of books."
"But I've searched the library and found no records at all." Yaohua's expression was solemn. "Moreover, there are very few records about the ancient gods. Do you think there might be some forces deliberately hiding these ancient books?"
Chongming frowned slowly. "You mean... someone is secretly helping the demons, trying to help them rule the three realms, so they deliberately destroyed all the methods to restrain the Demon Seed?"
No wonder the Heavenly Realm had gradually been no match for the demons in recent years.
"I even suspect that the deaths of the ancient gods are related to this mysterious force." Yaohua said bluntly. "Do you know how the ancient gods died?"
Chongming shook his head. He was a cold - natured person. Except for having a little private friendship with Penglai, he had little contact with other ancient gods and didn't know much about their causes of death. "There seemed to be no abnormality. They all exhausted their lifespan in their own caves."
"The deaths of the ancient gods were earth - shattering events. How could even you not know about them?" Yaohua couldn't help asking.
Chongming tried hard to think. "The ancient gods didn't fall at the same time but one after another. The first god - lord was the last ancient god to die."
"Perhaps only they themselves know the truth of their deaths." Yaohua thought for a while and came up with an idea. "The burial place of the ancient gods is in the Divine Tomb. Could there be remnants of their souls there?"
In her impression, powerful people could leave a wisp of residual soul and obsession, like the Phoenix Ancestor.
If the deaths of the ancient gods were abnormal, they must have tried their best to leave some information.
Chongming nodded. "It's indeed possible."
"Time is of the essence. Let's go now." Yaohua got up resolutely.
Come to think of it, she still had a little yellow chicken in the Divine Tomb!
Chongming was worried about the Demon Seed in her body and didn't immediately agree. "You'd better rest for a few days first."
In the Heavenly Realm, hearing the news of Yaohua's defection, Zhaoyue's expression darkened.
The Devourer Demon said cautiously, "I didn't expect Fengchong (Yaohua) to be so blind. You've forgiven her, but she still dares to be presumptuous because of your favor?"
There was only anger in Zhaoyue's eyes, no worry. "Humph, she's still too inexperienced to fight against me."
She drew a circle in front of her chest with both hands. A water mirror emerged out of thin air, showing Yaohua's every move.
Seeing Yaohua in Henan Mansion, she couldn't help muttering, "Fortunately, I cast a tracking spell on Tu Yang. Otherwise, they would really have escaped..."
On the other side, Chongming led Yaohua out of the formation.
After passing through the forest, their eyes suddenly opened up. They saw that a flat ground had been cleared on the mountaintop, with temples and shrines on it. There was a faint aura shield around each house.
Chongming entered the main hall. Hearing the noise, someone from the side room quickly came out to greet them. "The god has returned?"
The person was dressed in purple robes, elegant and graceful. It was the divine envoy Tu Yang.
Seeing the badly - injured Yaohua, she was immediately stunned.
Yaohua smiled. "Is your injury better, Divine Envoy? I didn't mean to torture you just now. I only did it to deceive others, so please forgive my offense."
Tu Yang quickly said, "It's not an offense. I should thank you for saving my life."
She bowed deeply to them.
Just then, there was an abnormal fluctuation in the air.
Suddenly, black light surged from Tu Yang's body and rushed straight into Yaohua's body.
The change was so sudden that no one had time to stop it.
The Demon Seed flared up again. Yaohua suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Without hesitation, Chongming cut his wrist again.
But this time, the effect of the ancient god's blood was greatly weakened. As soon as Yaohua stopped drinking the blood, the pain flared up again within moments!
After Tu Yang stepped forward to check, she said guiltily, "It's all my fault for being careless. I didn't notice that the demons had cast a spell on me! This time, Zhaoyue has completely activated the Demon Seed. I'm afraid that even if we drain all of God Chongming's blood, we won't be able to make Yaohua come to her senses."
"What should we do then?" Chongming felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He was filled with remorse. If he had known that Zhaoyue had such a backup plan, he would never have acted so rashly!
Tu Yang solemnly took out a bunch of keys. "For now, we can only go to the Divine Tomb! The demons are afraid of the Divine Tomb and dare not approach. If Yaohua gets far enough away, the effect of this spell will disappear."
Time was of the essence. The three of them immediately rushed to the Divine Tomb.
As soon as Yaohua was away from the blood, the pain almost drove her crazy. She bit her lips tightly, and her fingernails dug deeply into her flesh.
Chongming's blood was extremely addictive to her. She exhausted all her remaining reason to stop herself from pouncing on him and sucking him dry.
The ancient gate of the Divine Tomb slowly opened. Chongming stepped into the tomb.
As soon as the gate closed, a powerful palm wind attacked.
Tu Yang turned around in disbelief and found that the person causing trouble was actually the God - lord!
For a moment, she was stunned, and the God - lord had already snatched the key from the door.
He clenched his fist angrily, and the key turned into powder.