The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1398 - 720: Fragrance of Medicine (Part 2)

The next seven days passed relatively smoothly.

On the morning of the eighth day, the sound of a bell rang out. Yan Xiaobao took a deep breath and walked out of his Immortal Cave, discovering that almost all the Foundation Establishment cultivators from the four mountain peaks were flying up towards the summit of their respective peaks.

Then, eight figures appeared, emerging from Ancestor Peak. They were like giants, causing a rumbling sound in the entire area and emitting dazzling lights that obscured their outlines.

As soon as those eight figures appeared, the cultivators knelt down and prostrated themselves.

"Greetings, Clan Leaders!"

Yan Xiaobao was instantly shocked. Those eight individuals were the eight Clan Leaders of the Blood Flow Sect!

The ancestor of infinity and the Song Family Patriarch were among them. One person in the group was clothed in a violet robe. As he hovered in the air like brilliant sunshine, he seemed to surpass all the other Clan Leaders.

The immense pressure immediately descended on the entire area.

"Everyone, release your blood qi and open the blood portals!" A voice resounded, full of the might of the entire Blood Flow Sect. As a colossal spell emerged, everything quivered.

Blood qi erupted from Little Swamp Peak. As the blood qi flowed from the fingertips, it formed pillars of blood-colored light that shot straight into the sky. Next, Nameless Peak, Middle Peak, Corpse Peak, and Ancestor Peak experienced the same occurrence!

RUUUUUUUUUUMUM!

Five beams of blood-colored light shot up, dyeing the entire sky in blood and forming a massive vortex. The cultivators of the Blood Flow Sect trembled, and as they unleashed the power of their cultivation base, their blood qi boiled.

At that moment, a Clan Leader came forward, a handsome middle-aged man. There was something fascinating about him, making anyone who looked at him feel compelled to admire and trust him.

"I am Droughtflame, and I will lead the summoning of the Blood Flow Sect’s reserve forces. I need the assistance of nine disciples to help enhance the blood qi!"

"Xu Xiaoshan, Song Qu, Xue Mei, Han Dong, Zhou Zhengfeng...." Despite his calm tone, he was a Clan Leader, and even his ordinary words carried immense pressure. Whenever he called out a name, that person would fly into the air and stand before him.

Soon, eight people were summoned, and the gaze of the gathering made it hard for other disciples of the Blood Flow Sect to breathe. Each of the eight groups consisted of Earthstring Foundation Establishment cultivators with multiple Tideflow functions! All these individuals were the Chosen Ones of the Blood Sect!

Then, Clan Chief Droughtflame’s gaze fell onto Middle Peak, and he spoke the final name in the group of nine.

"Nightcrypt!" Although Yan Xiaobao was somewhat surprised, he swiftly maintained an ominous expression on his face, ensuring his fierce aura was fully displayed. Then he soared into the air, appearing alongside the other eight before Clan Chief Droughtflame.

No disciples of the Blood Stream Sect were surprised to see Nightcrypt become part of the assembly. In fact, having Clan Chief Droughtflame summon him was something many had expected.

No one even dared to comment on the matter. Clearly, the Plague Demon was one of the most renowned individuals in the Blood Stream Sect, and everyone acknowledged him as a formidable Chosen One!

Not only did the disciples on the mountain peaks feel that way, but Song Qu and another elector also showed no doubt about his qualifications, even though cruelty flickered in their eyes.

Yan Xiaobao had worked in the Blood Flow Sect for several years. While this might seem long to mortals, for Middle Cultivators, that period flew by quickly. Even so, it wasn’t considered a very short time. Through arduous efforts, Yan Xiaobao worked his way up to the present moment, becoming the center of everyone’s attention and gaining recognition throughout the sect.

Yan Xiaobao could sense this fact, although he had prepared for the coming day. Despite this, he couldn’t help but breathe heavily over the status he achieved. It made him satisfied and proud.

"Hmm! No matter where Lord Bai goes, he ultimately shines like the sun or moon. Ai... He looked just as cold and dangerous as ever, possessing a powerful murderous aura that rivaled the other eight chosen adversaries.

The eight Clan Leaders were blurry and difficult to discern clearly, but as they observed Nightcrypt, it was evident they nodded in approval. Some Clan Leaders even studied him more closely than other Chosen Ones.

The rise of the Mortal Dao Foundation initiator Nightcrypt was so peculiar that some Clan Leaders became suspicious and secretly investigated him. However, due to the mask he wore being a true treasure, not a single clue revealing his secret surfaced over the years.

Additionally, his skills in the Dao were so critical to the Blood Flow Sect that no Clan Leader took their suspicions too seriously.

"You nine will meditate before these Blood Altars," Clan Chief Droughtflame announced. He waved his hand, causing nine beams of blood-colored light to shoot out, transforming into nine blood-colored altars. "Channel your qi into blood to assist me in opening the portal and summoning the Great Lich!"

Yan Xiaobao and the others settled down in front of their respective Blood Altars.

In reality, the nine cultivators didn’t need special assistance to summon the Great Lich. However, after some discussion, the Clan Leaders decided that they should witness firsthand the sect’s power due to the impending conflict.

Among the eight Clan Leaders, Clan Chief Droughtflame was the most determined in his advocacy for war, and thus took charge of summoning the sect’s reserve forces and overseeing the testing of the nine cultivators during the process.

His gaze seemed to contain tremendous pressure, causing Yan Xiaobao to shudder inwardly. It was as if he could see the hidden secrets of every person he observed. Even the other eight cultivators around Yan Xiaobao humbly glanced in his direction.

Ultimately, Clan Chief Droughtflame shifted his gaze towards the sky. Then he raised his right hand, sweeping it in the air. In response, the blood-colored light beams shooting from the five mountain peaks thundered and began expanding. Simultaneously, the blood vortex enlarged, revealing a gigantic blood-colored eye at its core!

As the eye opened, the sky darkened, and colossal winds arose. Immense pressure enveloped the entire world, and blood mist spread everywhere. Below, all disciples of the Blood Flow Sect trembled before the eye.

"Look up and behold the might that makes the Blood Flow Sect dominate over the other three sects!" Clan Chief Droughtflame’s voice seemed to contain an eerie power, compelling everyone who heard it to look up at the blood in the sky.

Yan Xiaobao was deeply moved. However, at that moment, his "Eternal Undying" technique continued evolving, gradually forming a mysterious resonance with the blood eye.

Song Qu, Xue Mei, and the others were all astonished, yet none dared to lower their heads. They steadfastly gazed upward at the blood eye in the vortex.

Many people cried out in shock. Even Song Qu and another Chosen One, despite their elevated position and deeper understanding of the sect’s secrets, couldn’t help but gasp in astonishment.

Yan Xiaobao’s eyes widened as his mind seemed filled with crashing lightning.

Outside the blood pupil in those blood-colored eyes, four shadowy figures could be seen, one of which was a massive violet skeleton!

The skeleton crackled with lightning, surrounded by whirlpools of death. Although it didn’t move at all, it exerted mighty pressure, shaking anyone who could see it.

Yan Xiaobao knew a bit about Corpse Peak, and quickly concluded that this figure was the Great Witch Demon! On Corpse Peak, nothing was stronger than the Great Witch Demon, even surpassing the Ghoul!

"A Ghoul can compare to Middle Cultivators in the Core Formation stage, but a formidable Witch Demon is like a newborn Soul Patriarch!"

The second blurry figure in the eye was a black mist that seemed filled with tens of thousands of faces. All these faces appeared to belong to elderly men, exuding a strong sense of time. Within the mist was a Stone Statue Ghost, judging by the incredible pressure emanating from it, it seemed more powerful than the Great Witch Demon!

The third shadowy figure was nothing more than a heap of dry skin, so ancient that its age was indeterminable. It emitted a terrifying aura, even more powerful than the Great Witch Demon or the Stone Statue Ghost. Just looking at it evoked a sense of wonder. Many Blood Sect cultivators who saw it gasped.

With a shiver, Yan Xiaobao glanced at the fourth shadowy figure, which was actually a sword!

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