Peerless Dragon Sovereign-Chapter 590: Blood Refinement Corpse

Although the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall did not have Primordial Demon Beasts before, it never gave up research on this powerful bloodline.

After all, the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall split from the Ancestor Sect, retaining some of the habits of the Ancestor Sect.

The external manifestation of this habit is that almost everyone in the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall has mastered the Demon Blood Mutation Technique!

Under the influence of the Demon Blood Mutation Technique, Bu Qingfeng's body rapidly mutated, and his aura soared again, even the withered souls in the sky felt a hint of pressure.

Chu Nan looked at Bu Qingfeng with slight interest.

After his contact with the Ancestor Sect and Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, he highly suspected that the so-called Demon Blood Mutation Technique was actually a clumsy imitation of the Nine Desolate Profound Transformation Scripture.

Although using this method, Bu Qingfeng barely controlled the power of the Ancestral Bloodline, he couldn't directly receive the inheritance from the bloodline, nor fully utilize it, not even maintaining it for long.

However, Bu Qingfeng at this moment was indeed exceptionally powerful, Chu Nan was definitely no match if he fought him personally.

But he had three Blood Corpses refined in the True Martial Holy Hall using the Blood Refining Technique!

"Zhao Shibang, die for me!" The mutated Bu Qingfeng looked insane, transforming into a blood-colored meteor rushing towards Chu Nan.

Chu Nan waved his hand slightly, and the three Blood Corpses, receiving the command, also transformed into blood light and fought Zhao Shibang at one place.

Boom boom boom!

Blood-red light continuously exploded in the air, Bu Qingfeng's power was endless, exerting the strength of a Seventh Heavenly Martial Artist to the fullest.

But the three Blood Corpses were not made of clay, their figures were eerie, their moves unpredictable, their combat power extraordinary.

When Bu Qingfeng's punch tore through the body of a Blood Corpse, before he could show a smile, the torn Blood Corpse turned into pools of seemingly living blood, reassembling itself.

The bodies of the three Blood Corpses seemed to be made of liquid blood, capable of rapid recovery no matter the destruction.

"The Blood Corpses refined by Zhao Shibang are indeed eerie!" Lan Zhanhan watched the battle below, showing a solemn expression on his face.

The bodies of the Blood Corpses couldn't be damaged, and even he couldn't think of a good way for Bu Qingfeng for a while.

Yet the withered soul pointed out at this moment: "The Blood Corpses are indeed eerie, but their bodies consume a lot of Spiritual Power with each recovery, ultimately having a limit."

Lan Zhanhan shook his head and said: "The Blood Corpses have a limit, but can Bu Qingfeng last until then?"

The bloody reality was laid out before them, rendering the two people silent.

Meanwhile, the battle on the platform continued, the three Blood Corpses besieging Bu Qingfeng, making him unable to attend to both ends and unable to harm Chu Nan.

The Blood Corpses were eerie and difficult to kill, and as Bu Qingfeng's state declined with the wear of the battle, he was almost suppressed by the Blood Corpses, finding it hard to resist.

Chu Nan stood off to the side, looking composed and calm, as if he had already secured victory.

Bang!

Finally, with the combined power of the three Blood Corpses, Bu Qingfeng was heavily struck down onto the platform, unable to even maintain the state of Demon Blood Mutation.

"The victory is definitely mine!" Bu Qingfeng was unwilling in his heart, as he was already Seventh Heavenly, stronger than the previous Ninth Hall Master, how could he lose?

He tried to lift his head to fight again, but did not expect the three Blood Corpses to assault once more, launching another siege.

Chu Nan, to cultivate these three Blood Corpses to the seventh heaven, consumed a large amount of resources from the Corpse Dao Inheritance Space, with the Qi and blood within being exceptionally rich.

Martial Artists of the same realm simply couldn't deplete their power.

A few breaths later, the seriously injured and powerless Bu Qingfeng was caught tightly by the neck by a Blood Corpse, and his life was in Chu Nan's hands.

"Bu Qingfeng, it seems that the Ninth Hall Master position will be mine, Zhao Shibang!" Chu Nan coldly smiled, looking composed and confident.

Yet Bu Qingfeng was not resigned, although he could no longer fight, he still said: "Zhao Shibang, I have mastered the Ancestral Bloodline, it will be greatly needed in the Main Hall in the future, the position of the Ninth Hall Master will surely be mine!"

"Even if you defeat me, you cannot change this fact."

Bu Qingfeng's words had just fallen, and Lan Zhanhan in the air also said at this moment: "Zhao Shibang, hold your hand."

"Your strength is indeed formidable, and by rules, you should indeed be the Ninth Hall Master, but Bu Qingfeng has mastered the Ancestral Bloodline, a unique existence in the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall, and will play an extremely important role in the Main Hall in the future."

"I, the Fifth Hall Master Lan Zhanhan, hope you can voluntarily admit defeat and give the Ninth Hall Master position to Bu Qingfeng, which is also the First Hall Master's opinion."

Lan Zhanhan was at a loss at this moment, having paid a great price to help Bu Qingfeng become the Ninth Hall Master, and if all this failed, he would be left with nothing.

Fortunately, the Main Hall of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall was about to open, and the First Hall Master needed a Hall Master who mastered the Ancestral Bloodline power.

Bu Qingfeng was the only Martial Artist qualified, even if he failed in the battle, there would still be a chance.

Upon hearing this, Bu Qingfeng also smiled and said: "Cough cough~ Zhao Shibang even if you win against me, so what? With the Fifth Hall Master and First Hall Masters present, you can forget about becoming the Ninth Hall Master."

"Today's events I, Bu Qingfeng, will never forget, and once I become the Ninth Hall Master, I will make sure you pay the most terrible price."

"Don't be angry, don't be unwilling, who told you that you couldn't master the Ancestral Bloodline?"

Bu Qingfeng's laughter was extremely piercing; although he failed, he was even more complacent. Compared to himself winning to become the Ninth Hall Master, taking the position from the victor made him more excited and crazy.

The entire plaza fell silent, although many felt unfair for Chu Nan, once the First Hall Master expressed his opinion, the result could no longer be changed.

As long as Bu Qingfeng held the Ancestral Bloodline, the Ninth Hall Master position would definitely be his.

"It's really a pity for our Hall Master!"

"Alas~ Zhao Shibang, no matter how unwilling, probably wouldn't dare disobey the First Hall Master's intentions either."

The crowd discussed, even casting sympathetic glances toward Chu Nan.

Just when everyone thought Chu Nan would succumb to pressure and release Zhao Shibang, they heard him say slowly, "Bu Qingfeng, it's true I can't do anything because you master the Ancestral Bloodline."

Bu Qingfeng smiled, but upon hearing Chu Nan's next words, his smile froze on his face.

"In other words, whoever has the Ancestral Bloodline is the Ninth Hall Master, so what if I take the Ancestral Bloodline from you?" Chu Nan's eyes were very calm, as if stating something insignificant.

But this gaze falling in Bu Qingfeng's eyes filled him with horror.

"No… don't!" Bu Qingfeng cried out in panic.

Lan Zhanhan also stopped from the air: "Zhao Shibang, don't act recklessly, the Ancestral Bloodline is extremely important, and if mishandled, it will disperse, and by then you will become the eternal sinner of the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall!"