Under the tense gaze of Chrysanthemum Douluo and the others, the last wisp of purplish-black energy, like a weary bird returning to its forest, disappeared into the Rakshasa God mark between Bibi Dong's eyebrows.
Bibi Dong suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes, and two eerie purple lights flashed by.
The divine mark between her brows was no longer in its previous state of violent flashing, but had become completely stable, its light subdued.
At the same time, the huge blood pool with a diameter of over 100 meters had completely changed its appearance.
All the filthy, purplish-black liquid disappeared, replaced by a pool of thick, viscous, bright red liquid.
That red was so pure, it seemed to be the embodiment of all the killing and judgment in the world.
There were no more foul-smelling bubbles, no more wailing black smoke, only a chilling, murderous intent rising into the sky.
The aura was so pure that even the air seemed to freeze, turning into invisible blades that scraped across everyone's skin.
Xu Jiushi subconsciously activated his soul power to resist, and the heavy aura of the Golden Black Tortoise appeared in front of him, which made him feel a little better.
He smacked his lips, looking at the figure by the pool with a complicated expression.
Titan was secretly alarmed. He prided himself on his superior strength, but in the face of this pure killing intent, he felt his fighting spirit was suppressed by three-tenths, as if he were facing a natural superior.
"Your Majesty!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement and joy. He could clearly sense that Bibi Dong had not only escaped unharmed, but had become stronger than ever before.
Bibi Dong slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, which condensed into a faint purple mist in the air and lingered for a long time.
She raised her hand, looked at her fair palm, and felt an unprecedented sense of power within her body and a degree of control over the Rakshasa God's power. Her expression was somewhat dazed.
Just now, as the last trace of Rakshasa divine power she left here returned, a cold, emotionless thought resounded directly in her sea of consciousness.
[Hidden divine trial triggered, Pool of Cleansing, complete.]
[Thus, the Rakshasa God passed the first six trials directly!]
[Rakshasa affinity increased by 20%, reaching 60%.]
[The Rakshasa God is not truly evil; you should eradicate all falsehood in the world for me.]
There was no encouragement, no praise, only a cold, impersonal declaration.
But compared to Bibi Dong, this is enough.
Passing the sixth test directly means she has taken another big step closer to becoming a god.
And the improvement in friendliness goes without saying!
More importantly, she personally took back the filth left behind and cleansed this land of heritage.
This was not only a test from God, but also a reconciliation with her past.
She looked at Ning Liu, and the icy coldness in her eyes, which had remained unchanged for years, softened slightly at this moment.
Could it be that Ning Liu insisted on having her bring him here because he knew this?
Otherwise, she would never have imagined the hidden mission set up by God!
Ning Liu had no idea that this was what Bibi Dong was thinking.
He didn't even know about the Asura Blood Pool!
After all, it wasn't mentioned at all in the novel "Douluo Continent"!
"Congratulations."
Ning Liu responded with a smile.
The moment he finished speaking, something unexpected happened!
A strong, almost yearning restlessness emanated from the Asura Demon Sword in his hand without warning.
The feeling was like a ferocious beast that had been starving for thousands of years being locked in a ring, suddenly smelling the most delicious blood in the world.
Ning Liu's gaze instantly fell upon the crimson pool of Asura blood.
A bold idea emerged in his mind.
This blood pool is the trial ground for the eighth trial of the Asura God, containing the purest Asura God power and killing intent.
The sword in his hand, though a replica, was forged according to the true Asura Demon Sword, and its core essence originated from the same source as the Asura divine power.
It's practically a semi-divine artifact!
Now the blood pool has been purified and restored to its original state.
For this "thirsty" replica magic sword, this place is nothing short of a paradise, a perfect furnace that can transform it completely!
Fortune favors the bold!
Ning Liu no longer hesitated and directly released the Shura Demon Sword (replica) from his hand!
Instantly, the murderous aura on the entire circular platform boiled over!
The blood pool, which had been quietly radiating pressure, suddenly surged with towering waves.
The crimson liquid in the center of the pool shot into the sky, transforming into a massive crimson tornado.
"My lord, what is this?"
Xu Jiushi and the others were shocked and completely baffled as to why Ning Liu's sword could trigger such a terrifying phenomenon.
Ning Liu didn't have time to explain.
The Asura Demon Sword trembled even more violently.
"go!"
Ning Liu gave a low shout and released his grip.
He did not choose to suppress it by force, but instead chose to trust his intuition and the instinct of this divine weapon!
call out!
The Asura Demon Sword tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound and plunged headlong into the center of the soaring blood-red tornado without the slightest hesitation!
In an instant, heaven and earth fell silent.
Everyone felt as if their ears were blocked by something, and they couldn't hear any sound.
Then, a scene they would never forget unfolded before their eyes.
Centered on the Asura Demon Sword, the enormous blood-red tornado began to shrink inward at a frantic speed.
No, that's not shrinking, it's being swallowed up!
That blood-red longsword was like a bottomless black hole, frantically devouring the energy of the entire blood pool!
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