After regaining his senses, Yang Ye quickly checked his own body. As he expected, the severely injured gray wolf that he had beaten was curiously examining its surroundings within his vortex dantian. After a moment of bewilderment, the wolf's face showed extreme excitement, just like the purple ferret when it first entered his dantian. It then began tumbling around inside...
After tumbling for a while, the gray wolf discovered the pool of profound energy. This discovery was remarkable. It was like a starving man coming across a plate of roast pork after days of hunger. Its eyes turned red with excitement. However, the wolf didn't rush into the pool to bathe like the little ferret did. Instead, it hesitated near the edge, as if it was apprehensive about something...
Yang Ye opened his eyes and looked at the purple ferret before him. He couldn't help but be shocked. He never expected that this little creature could bring a profound beast into his vortex dantian. Moreover, the gray wolf showed great joy after entering his dantian. This left him extremely puzzled.
Why did the little ferret enter his vortex? How could it bring a profound beast into his dantian? Why did the wolf fear the little ferret so much? What exactly was his dantian and why was it so magical?
A series of questions flooded Yang Ye's mind, but he was destined not to find the answers. When he asked these questions, the little ferret looked even more confused than him. Its little head kept shaking, indicating that it didn't understand why things happened this way either. Or perhaps it was hiding something.
Yang Ye gave up on further questioning and pointed to the location of his dantian, asking, "Can it help me in battles from now on?" The little ferret had no combat power, and he could accept that because it was cute and adorable. But if this wolf didn't help him in fights, he wouldn't allow it to freeload inside his body.
The purple ferret blinked its eyes and nodded its little head.
Seeing the little ferret nod, Yang Ye smiled, feeling somewhat proud. A ninth-rank profound beast! Just the thought of having a ninth-rank profound beast as his minion made him excited!
After the excitement subsided, Yang Ye rubbed the little ferret's head and nodded in satisfaction, saying, "Good job, little one. That wolf is now your little brother. You have to discipline it and make sure it obeys, understand?" He wasn't foolish. The wolf held animosity towards him but showed no such hostility towards the little ferret. Moreover, it was even afraid of it. So, the task of training the wolf could only be entrusted to the little ferret.
The purple ferret blinked its eyes and nodded its little head.
With a happy expression on his face, Yang Ye left the cave. He maintained a radiant smile on his face, contemplating a grand plan. His vortex dantian was so large, accommodating hundreds of profound beasts shouldn't be a problem. If he had around a hundred ninth-rank profound beasts, even an innate realm expert would be overwhelmed!
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He could already envision himself waving his arm, surrounded by piles of profound beasts.
Suddenly, the smile on Yang Ye's face froze. In the next moment, he swiftly dove into the nearby dense grass and immediately focused his mind and qi, turning himself into a statue!
"Whoosh!"
At that moment, through the gaps in the dense grass, Yang Ye saw a faint black figure rapidly approaching from a distance. The figure moved like a ghost, stepping on the tree branches without creating any ripples. After a few agile movements, the figure landed not far from Yang Ye, only a dozen or so zhang away.
Yang Ye's mouth twitched, cursing the entire family of this person in his heart. Of all the places to run to, why did they come straight to him? With his small physique, could he withstand the torment of these powerful beings?
The figure, draped in a black robe, landed on the ground but didn't continue to flee. Instead, with a flick of his right hand, a blood-red blade, seemingly crafted from blood, appeared in his grasp. The blade was incredibly eerie, emanating a strong scent of blood that Yang Ye could clearly smell from several dozen zhang away.
At that moment, another figure approached on a white flying sword. Seeing the appearance of the woman, Yang Ye's heart skipped a beat. She was dressed in a moon-white gown, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, flawless jade-like skin on her cheeks, and stood atop a giant green sword. Her white gown fluttered, exuding an air of sacred nobility. Not a trace of mundane impurities could be found on her, as if even glancing at her would be a sin.
The woman moved with incredible speed, even faster than the black-robed figure. In the blink of an eye, she arrived not far from the figure, standing on a treetop. Her hand gripped a green sword, and several fierce sword auras fluctuated and emanated from the sword's blade.
"So sinister, Blood Hand. You've been chasing me for days. Did you really think I was afraid of you?" The black-robed figure gazed at the woman, his voice harsh and grating, like a sharp object scraping against stone, making it extremely unpleasant to listen to.
"Sect Master Su, there's no need for many words. Since your Ghost Sect dares to come to my Sword Sect to kill people, you should have anticipated the consequences. Today, you won't have a chance to escape!" The woman named Su Xianzi spoke coldly.
Ghost Sect? Sword Sect? Yang Ye's heart trembled. The woman before him was actually from the Sword Sect. It made sense since she could fly with a sword and exuded such fierce sword aura.
"Escape?" Blood Hand sneered, then his gaze turned towards the hidden Yang Ye. Sensing the black-clothed person looking in his direction, Yang Ye cursed inwardly. Just as he was about to escape, a strand of blood radiance had already struck his chest. He let out a scream and fell to the ground once again.
"Pursuing even an Origin Realm cultivator. Blood Hand, you truly have no intention of letting go!" The woman's expression turned even colder as she witnessed Blood Hand attacking and killing an Origin Realm cultivator.
"Letting go?" Blood Hand sneered and said, "Now is the time for you and me to fight to the death. I don't want any unexpected variables." With that, he fiercely swung the blood blade in his hand towards the white-clad woman. A long streak of blood radiance, several zhang in length, flashed and shot towards the woman perched on the treetop. The blood radiance seemed to be composed of countless drops of blood, exuding a pervasive smell of blood.
As the blood radiance approached, the expression on the white-clad woman's face remained unchanged. Just as it was about to reach her, she ghostly floated away, disappearing from her original position and reappearing on the ground. The long sword in her jade-like hand swiftly struck out, aiming fiercely at Blood Hand. "Bang!" Behind the white-clad woman, the blood radiance struck a giant tree, instantly splitting it in half, with wood chips flying in the air.
In the blink of an eye, the woman's sword was already pressing in front of Blood Hand. His eyes narrowed, and with a forceful stomp of his right foot, he leaped backward. Gripping the blood blade tightly with both hands, he swung it fiercely at the woman.
As the blood blade descended, the woman's eyes narrowed, and her long sword tilted upward.
"Clang!"
The two clashed without any fancy moves, sparking a shower of sparks upon impact. At the moment of collision, several sword qi suddenly detached from the woman's sword and sliced towards Blood Hand's neck.
Seeing the sword qi approaching, Blood Hand's expression changed, but he had long been prepared after several exchanges.
As the sword qi detached, several streams of blood radiance surged from Blood Hand's body, forming a blood-red shield around him. With several clangs, those sword qi caused no trouble for Blood Hand and dissipated completely. However, the shield made of blood radiance instantly transformed into several streams of blood radiance, attacking the woman's face.
Facing the approaching blood radiance, the woman's eyebrows furrowed, and her body suddenly arched backward as if broken. With a twist of her wrist, her long sword swept out naturally, and at the same time, several sword qi detached from the sword and shot towards the vital points of Blood Hand's body.
Feeling the sword approaching his abdomen and the sharp sword qi, Blood Hand's eyelids twitched. With a wrist movement, the blood blade stood vertically in front of him. With a light tap of his right foot on the ground, his body shot backward, constantly flipping the blood blade in his hand.
"Ding..."
The sword qi was all blocked. However, after blocking the sword qi, Blood Hand's expression changed. Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a long sword, accompanied by several sword qi, stabbed towards his face.
Blood Hand didn't dare to be careless. With a thrust of his right hand, he clenched it into a fist. Suddenly, a blood radiance diffused from his clenched hand, instantly forming a thick blood shield. The blood shield stood in front of him.
"Boom!"
The blood radiance and the spiraling winds collided fiercely. Instantly, shockwaves appeared in the forest, spreading rapidly in all directions. Wherever they passed, trees, grass, and flowers were destroyed, leaving a scene of devastation.
"Hah!"
At that moment, amidst the shockwaves, a soft shout resounded. Ten sword qi shot out from the shockwaves, connecting end to end. They tore through the air, emitting sharp piercing sounds.
Seeing those ten sword qi, Yang Ye, hidden in the bushes, contracted his pupils. This woman had actually cultivated the Fragment Ling Sword Technique to the highest level, and she could even unleash the technique in this form. She was too, too powerful!
As he watched the ten sword qi shooting towards him, Blood Hand's expression became solemn. With his left hand extended forward, he immediately grasped it into a fist. Suddenly, a blood radiance emanated from his hand, forming a thick blood shield. As the sword qi collided with the shield, Blood Hand's body was shaken and continuously forced backward. With each clash of the sword qi against the black energy shield, the shield became slightly fainter.
"Boom!"
As the tenth sword qi struck the shield, the shield dissipated completely, revealing Blood Hand's terrified face behind it.
"Chi!"
Like a flash of lightning, a long sword pierced through Blood Hand's chest, and a spray of blood erupted. Behind Blood Hand, the white-clad woman swiftly caught the long sword, her body twisting as she thrust the sword once again into his back. At this moment, Blood Hand's left hand tightly gripped the sword that pierced through his chest, and blood instantly stained the blade.