Wanyao Youyun

Chapter 198 Alien Blood Crystal

Huang Hualong screamed in agony; the bone-setting technique caused him unbearable pain.

"You...you, it's impossible, it's impossible, they are all dead!"

Huang Hualong naturally had many enemies, but the only one who could make him watch the beheading and send people to hunt him down was Feng Huan. However, he could not believe that the dead could be resurrected, and that the former useless person could reach such a level of cultivation in just a few years.

"Tell me, why did you frame my Feng family for treason? I can make you suffer less." Feng Huan didn't say much. He forced him to take a pill and went straight to the point.

"Hahaha...ridiculous, how do you know I was framing you? Your father was planning a rebellion, and I just discovered his plot in advance and exposed it."

"You are ridiculous. My father is a free and easy person who never cares about power. Why would he want to rebel?"

"You can believe it or not! I don't know why he did that, but the news I received definitely showed that he was planning a rebellion. I didn't fabricate any facts to frame him."

"It's the same with his four good brothers. If you don't believe me, you can go ask them."

Feng Huan frowned, he believed that under the effect of the Heart-Blocking Pill, the possibility of Huang Hualong telling lies was very small, but in his heart he couldn't believe this fact at all. He didn't believe that his father, who had always been calm and indifferent, would covet the so-called imperial power, and then be so stupid as to be discovered, and after knowing that his son was arrested, he would send his head thousands of miles away.

"If all this is true, then Huang Hualong is at most just a factor in the situation." Thinking of this, the hatred in his heart was slightly reduced. "But the pursuit of me, the death of the Dark Armor Guard, and Pianpian's disappearance were all caused by you. I can't let you go just like that."

"What's the matter with that white-headed old man? What's his purpose here?" Feng Huan continued to ask about the news related to the transfer of birth and death.

"About five years ago, this person found me and said he had a way to help me improve my cultivation quickly. I only needed to provide a place, help him find some people, including people like the Fang family, and collect some materials for him. But I don't know other specific things, and I don't participate. I don't know what his purpose is."

"Are there any other people in the imperial capital involved in this?"

"He should not just be looking for me. I don't know about other people in the same line. I mainly know about the Fang family and the Lu family who are on good terms with the Yin family."

Then Feng Huan asked some related questions, but Huang Hualong knew nothing about them.

"It seems that these people are just tools used by the white-headed old man. We won't let them know too much, and they can be discarded at any time."

Feng Huan looked at this high priest who was usually arrogant and second to none in the eyes of others with a slightly compassionate look. He was willing to be a chess piece that others could discard at any time, just to exchange for a rapid improvement in cultivation. This is true for cultivators, and even more so for ordinary people!

Seeing that he could not get any more valuable information from Huang Hualong, Feng Huan chopped off Huang Hualong's head with a sword, then turned and left.

"No!" Just after flying a distance, Feng Huan suddenly remembered that the head of the Lu family was beheaded and then resurrected, so he turned back to the original place. Seeing that Huang Hualong's body was still there without any changes, in order to ensure that everything was safe, Feng Huan performed the Suzaku Dance, and a ray of fire burned the body clean, making it impossible to resurrect.

At this point, although it was done with the help of the royal family, the revenge for the hunt was finally achieved, and it could barely comfort those Dark Armor Guards who died in vain.

After returning to the imperial capital, the disturbance had subsided, the arrogant high priest's mansion had been sealed off, and this incident was destined to become a topic of conversation among people.

Feng Huan learned from Wushuang that Bai Tou Weng had not been captured. The culprit had not been eliminated, and although his base in the imperial capital had been destroyed, it was probably just one of his deployments. The same thing would definitely not happen in the future, and the real threat had not been eliminated. But at present, Feng Huan was powerless. He was no match for him in a head-on confrontation, not to mention that he was hiding in the dark.

So Feng Huan didn't waste his energy on these things, but devoted himself to cultivation. The flesh and blood of the golden python was more valuable to him than any spiritual medicine at this stage, and it would be a waste if he didn't make good use of it. He also took some to share with Ziyun and the others, which would help their bloodline power. As for the hard python skin, it could have been used to refine treasures, but unfortunately, the python skin was too hard, and the Fang family, a family of weapon refiners, had no way to deal with it.

The power of blood is as vast as the ocean. The more Feng Huan practices, the more he feels that it contains unfathomable power. It is like a treasure mountain with endless treasures. However, he is just digging with his bare hands, which is laborious and he cannot get to the point.

As the Water Creates All Things Art was put into operation, the golden python's blood was continuously refined, and Feng Huan's bloodline power was also rapidly increasing.

The abyss snow left by his mother in Feng Huan's heart, under the baptism of the technique and the power of blood, became increasingly dazzling, and slowly split from the middle, eventually turning into two ropes, which were parallel and spirally intertwined. At the bottom of the two ropes, a small branch similar to a tentacle grew out of the symmetrical parts. The left branch was transparent as a whole, and it seemed to be there and not there, ethereal, and difficult to find without careful sensing. The right branch was light blue, and it could be felt that it contained infinite water power.

Just as the branches on both sides were completely formed, the two strips of ropes instantly underwent the same changes. The left strip became transparent, while the right strip became a thin line of water. Feng Huan's understanding of the void element and the water element also improved unprecedentedly. At the same time, the right half of his body also became transparent, while the left half of his body kept switching between ice and water.

This state lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and was completely out of Feng Huan's control. After everything returned to normal, Feng Huan looked inward at the double rows of spirally intertwined, bright and glittering ropes in his heart, and felt a little confused.

"What is this? Is it my blood crystal? Can humans be like ferocious beasts?"

"Your blood should be a blood crystal. As far as I know, when the blood talent reaches a certain level, blood crystals will condense regardless of the biological form. But your situation seems to be a little different, and I am not sure."

Xiao Jin, who was also in the heart, saw this change and gave his answer.

"I think it has something to do with your original treasure, otherwise blood crystals wouldn't appear in this form."

In fact, just as Xiao Jin guessed, the Abyss Snow played a crucial role. Without the Abyss Snow, it would be impossible to condense blood crystals at this level of cultivation. As for the form of the blood crystal, it was related to his own bloodline talent.

All that can be said is that Feng Huan currently lacks knowledge of cultivation. Of course, this cannot be blamed on him. There is no inheritance in this area in the entire Fengmo Continent, and no one understands these.

"No matter what it is, it's good for me!"

Since he didn't understand, Feng Huan stopped worrying about it. At least he could feel that his affinity with water and void elements had improved a lot, and it was easier to comprehend and control them.

Feng Huan raised his right hand, and a palm-sized transparent cube appeared on his palm. He pushed it forward, and the cube disappeared and reappeared in front of him, then exploded. The nearby void became chaotic, and it looked like a distorted void to the naked eye. Under the induction of the divine consciousness, the cube exploded into countless tiny cubes, blowing that area into nothingness.

With a flick of his left middle finger, a water sword shot out, changing its state from ice to water in the middle, instantly piercing into the opposite wall and passing through the wall.

Feng Huan's training room was specially built after he took back the palace this time. Its defense capability is no worse than that of red copper-level defense weapons.

Feng Huan nodded, still very satisfied. Although he had not made any breakthrough in his cultivation during this period, the improvement of his bloodline power brought him great surprise.

"This martial art of the power of the void is called the Formless Collapse, and the other one is called the Fingers Piercing the Air!"

These two martial arts were created when Feng Huan felt something in his heart at the moment when the blood crystal condensed. Based on the accumulation of a lot of insights, the new martial arts were created by the burst of inspiration. Although they seemed simple, they contained all the insights Feng Huan had gained on the power of elements during this period.