"This," feeling the murderous aura around him and the faint smell of blood, Bai Rui was at a loss for words and took a step back. But soon, he gritted his teeth, cupped his hands and stepped forward, "Since the Spirit King values you so much, I, Bai Rui, will do my utmost to lure them into this pagoda. When that happens, I only ask that the Spirit King not forget my efforts."
"It all depends on Lao Bai. Wen Long will be waiting here." The Spirit King's expression was unusually gentle. He raised his hand to his chest and bowed to Bai Rui.
"This is too much for me." Bai Rui was flattered and quickly returned the greeting with a bow, bending his body at a 90-degree angle and touching his forehead to the back of his hand, showing great deference. "Only by following the Spirit King can I achieve great things. Some things, you won't know the final outcome unless you take a chance. This is also a good opportunity for me to witness my abilities. Since the Spirit King has made his decision, I will take my leave now and go back to prepare."
Wen Long didn't reply, but simply raised his dark-skinned, knuckle-covered right hand and gently waved it towards Bai Rui...
Bai Rui understood, turned around, grabbed the wall with his backhand, and in a flash, like a monkey, he climbed up and retreated from the pagoda along the same path...
"Success or failure hinges on this moment," he said. Shortly after he left, Wen Long's eyes sharpened, his figure vanished, and the pagoda then transformed...
The stench of blood suddenly intensified, and blood mist swirled before our eyes. A pool of blood stood high in the air, and with the rolling waves of blood, a monster emerged from the center of the pool with its head raised and a strange cry, revealing half of itself, resembling a mighty Vajra.
The monster was covered in red blood, and the rising and falling blood bubbles obscured its facial features and whether it had any fur. It swung its powerful arms, baring its teeth, as if about to leap into the blood pool. With each movement, blood dripped from its body into the pool…
At this moment, the Spirit King also revealed half of his body, faintly appearing above the blood pool, floating above a black stone staircase.
Wen Long's gaze was cold and his face expressionless. He slowly raised his hand, and a red bead rolled in his palm...
Wen Long raised his other hand, put another finger in his mouth, gritted his teeth, and bit his finger until it bled. A drop of dark red blood dripped from his fingertip.
With a "squeak!" sound, it dripped right onto the red Illusion Pill...
"Ugh, ah!" The Illusionary Spirit Pill actually let out screams, just like a human.
The originally round red pearl suddenly appeared as if it had been burned, with hollow patterns vaguely appearing and its shape twisting. A moment later, a dark red light drew an arc and enveloped the monster in the middle of the blood pool.
The monster shuddered, its face contorted in pain, and then it withdrew its fangs, its roar fading away. Its menacing posture gradually calmed down.
It quickly lowered its head and drooped its ears, placing its hands at its sides, appearing obedient and submissive.
Seeing this, Wen Long nodded in satisfaction and sighed, "In this world, perhaps only the Illusionary Spirit Pill can subdue you, Blood Vajra."
"Woo-woo!" With red blood flowing from the corner of its mouth, the monster let out a low growl in response to Wenlong.
At that moment, he stood with half his body in the pool of blood.
The once vibrant Illusionary Spirit Pill, now a dark crimson, had lost its earlier brilliance. It rested firmly on the center of Blood Vajra's head, suppressing his restless soul…
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