"Okay, the time is almost over. You should go out. If you don't go out, maybe they really buried you by the dead." The red-haired man teased, as if he was relieved or comforted in his tone.
Ji Yun smiled, nodded and stopped talking.
"Don't you regret it?" the red-haired man asked at the end.
"No!" Ji Yun shook his head: "The clan has given me a new life, and it is appropriate for me to do something for her." At this moment, Ji Yun had already identified with his new identity, a tribe member who was exterminated.
"Hahaha! Since that's the case, let's start." The red-haired man laughed and raised his hand to wave a bloody pony towards Ji Yunfei.
Before Ji Yun could react, the blood-colored pony rushed out of his body. He was surprised to find that his body could not move anymore, and this man actually had a way to bind his soul.
"Don't worry, I'll just help you completely transform into the Shura Demon Clan. Your body now has two thoughts, which will curb your growth, and I will help you to completely integrate him."
Ji Yun was stunned when he heard this. He was not worried that this person would harm him. Instead, he was surprised that he had discovered the most distressing point that he had always had two thoughts in his body. One was the bloodthirsty killing of the Shura Demon clan, and the other was the transcendence instilled by Ji Wuming and Ni Qianqiu. He saw all things in time with a calm eyes, not being contaminated by the world, but being transcendent.
Many times, the two kinds of thoughts are inextricable, sometimes bloodthirsty thoughts will prevail and sometimes suppress them. So Ji Yun has two sides, one side as warm as the sun and the other side as cruel and bloodthirsty as the demon.
Red lights flew out of the red-haired man's hands and were photographed into Ji Yun's body. He seemed to feel the depths of his soul began to change, and the thought of violent and bloodthirsty began to arise. He couldn't help but worry: "Will there be no problem like this? Will I become cruel and bloodthirsty?"
"You have to learn to control your mind and not be infected by the intent of murder, but so what about cruel and bloodthirsty? Some people should not live in this world. Killing them means you can save thousands of people in the world." The red-haired man said lightly.
"You're right!" Ji Yun smiled, closed his eyes and began to control himself to calm down.
After a while, the red-haired man took the last red light and stood quietly beside Ji Yun.
When the last red light penetrated into Ji Yun's soul, suddenly, thousands of red lights shot out from the depths of his soul, like Shura's coming to the world, and the whole person was bathed in the red light, and illusory patterns began to appear on the surface of his body. The patterns quickly evolved, covering the entire body in an instant. The red light began to shrink into these patterns. The illusory patterns became more and more solid, and the red light flowed on it, as if wearing a set of gorgeous blood-colored armor. However, the difference is that this set of armor also covered Ji Yun's face.
"It's finally over." The red-haired man sighed like a relief, and blood-colored air flows surged out of his body and gathered in his right palm. His right palm was immediately wrapped in dazzling red light, and his body was a little transparent.
"In my name! The true Tao brand, knot!" The red-haired man whispered a few words, and his right palm wrapped in red light printed on Ji Yun's head. The blood-colored lines floating on Ji Yun's body suddenly expanded a little, then retracted back to his body, merged into his body and disappeared...
Ji Yun, who had been closing his eyes tightly, only felt a strong sense of pleasure deep in his soul. After helping him control his mind, he retreated like a tide. Then he asked, "Is it already done?"
"It's OK!" The voice of the red-haired man came. Ji Yun opened his eyes and saw the red-haired man carrying his hands on his back, but his figure seemed a little blurred, and he was interrupted by him just about to speak.
"Don't ask so much, remember that no matter who asks you outside, don't say you are a member of the Shura Demon clan."
Ji Yun's face froze, and then he thought about what happened. The Shura Demon Clan had already destroyed the clan in the eyes of outsiders. Suddenly, a Shura Demon Clan person appeared, which would probably cause huge waves, because every survivor of the Shura Demon Clan may be carrying the treasures of the entire clan. A lonely Shura Demon Clan member was discovered, and Ji Yun could not even think about the consequences.
"It seems you understand, so be ready to appear." The red-haired man said with relief, his body became more and more transparent, and a little bit of starlight fell from the surface of his body, and then his body began to dissipate as if it had collapsed, turning into thousands of starlight and falling down.
Ji Yun was shocked when he looked at the scene in front of him. If he didn't understand what was going on now, he would be a fool. He wanted to rush out to stop him but found that he could not move.
"Didn't you just ask me why my body rots? I'll tell you why." The red-haired man said in a very free and easy manner: "I was chased by the people who destroyed our clan. I was panicked and passed through the space storm and fled into this continent. They were also thrown away by me, and my vitality was almost exhausted. I knew that I had not had enough time, so I took my blood and flesh to condense a blood crystal..."
"Enough! Don't say anything more!" Ji Yun roared, feeling only a burst of sadness, and an emotion called pain filled his mind.
The red-haired man ignored Ji Yun who was suffering and still said to himself: "Take time to seal the energy and a trace of spiritual consciousness together in the space of the ancestral sword. I don't know how long I have been waiting, it seems to be a thousand years, or ten thousand years, or more. But now, I've been waiting!" The red-haired man smiled extremely freely and happily, and that was a smile from the depths of his soul.
"Fate allows you to get the ancestral sword, fate allows you to inherit the will of my Shura Demon clan, so that our clan can continue to inherit. I don't want you to avenge our clan, I just want you to survive! You will continue the will of the Shura Demon clan, and continue from generation to generation..."
Hearing this, Ji Yun could not cry, but could not shed a single tear. His soul could not stop trembling. The sadness and pain from the depths of his soul filled his mind.
"Your blood sacrifice technique has not reached its limit. With your current power, you can truly reach the limit of blood sacrifice only by relying on blood crystals. Also, the aura of the ancestral weapon is too powerful and will be coveted by others to cause you to kill yourself. Therefore, the power of the ancestral weapon I sealed can be unsealed when your power meets the requirements..."
The red-haired man still said slowly: "When you encounter danger, you can use the Blood Sacrifice Sword to sacrifice. You can unseal the seal in a short time and help you kill the enemy. This blood crystal is also given to you. It can help you go further..." A red light flew out of the red-haired man's hands and penetrated into Ji Yun's staggering body.
"The compass in your ring will guide you to find the place where my tribe hides when you have enough power. Do you remember all the things I said?" the red-haired man said with a smile, and at this time his body had dissipated half, leaving only his upper body floating in the void, and thousands of stars were constantly falling from this half of his transparent body.
"I...I remember..." Ji Yun choked.
"My time is up! My brother, I must live well!" The red-haired man said freely and suddenly his momentum changed, his whole body was filled with domineering momentum, and he shouted: "I Yuantu! I am a Shura Demon! Hahaha!" With a burst of heroic laughter, only one-third of the red-haired man's body suddenly exploded, and starry sky filled the surrounding space and slowly fell from the air.
"Yuan Tu, is your name Yuan Tu?" Ji Yun gritted his teeth, his eyes full of regret. When he saw Yuan Tu, he felt intimate. He chatted as if he had known each other for a long time, but he had forgotten to ask his name...
"Kill the Demon Lord Yuan Tu..." he kept silently chanting his name, as if he wanted to imprint this name into the depths of his soul. This was an iron-like man. In order to continue the clan, he would not hesitate to use all the things he could use to pave the way for his descendants before he died, and even let his body decay into a cup of loess. Before his final consciousness dissipated, he did not forget that he was a Shura Demon clan.
"My brother, I will give you a small gift in the end. You will see it when you go out, hahaha." Yuan Tu's arrogant voice sounded in the space again, and then sighed silently: "It's a pity... I don't know your name yet..."
The sound echoing in the space became less and less until it disappeared. Ji Yun quickly shouted, "My name is Ji Yun!" As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful pulling force swept him out of the space.
"My name is Ji Yun..." Ji Yun kept repeating this sentence, and his consciousness gradually fell into chaos...
………
The Yaori Camp was silent. The schoolyard that was once very lively was only whistling, rolling up the dust on the ground and flew into the air. Tens of thousands of tents were even empty. Except for the 10,000 soldiers left at the entrance of the camp, the camp covering an area of 10,000 miles was as silent as a ghost realm.
In a tent in the center, a tent in a colorful robe looked at the cold body lying on the collapse of the bed, his face full of sadness.
This is the only junior who has a taste for him. He has always been silently caring for this and caring for his growth, but because of an negligence...
"Why can't I be more alert at that time?" Ni Qianqiu felt regretful. He hated himself for not using spiritual sense to follow Ji Yun that day, so Ji Yun would not have any accidents...
Suddenly, a red light ejaculated from Ji Yun's body that had been dead for a long time. The dense blood-colored lines covered Ji Yun's entire body, and finally disappeared in his skin. The red light was still shining, even with an increasingly strong meaning.
Ni Qianqiu looked at the strange scene in front of him in amazement. A wisp of spiritual consciousness flew out of his mind and penetrated into Ji Yun's body. Then he was surprised to find that the functions of Ji Yun's body were slowly reviving.
"How is this possible? What a magical power it should be to resurrect the dead!" Ni Qianqiu looked at Ji Yun, whose body temperature was gradually rising in front of him in shock, and guided the trace of spiritual consciousness into his chest.
As soon as the spiritual consciousness entered, Ni Qianqiu saw an unknown energy that was reshaping a heart for Ji Yun, but this unknown energy did not have any breath of life, and only destruction and killing.
"The curious energy, not life energy, has such a terrifying healing effect." Ni Qianqiu said with a dull look on his face.
"Huh? Advanced Yuan Realm? Old boy, you should enter Rongyuan soon." A surprising voice rang in Ni Qianqiu's mind, which made him feel that there were a few thunders in his head. There was no one else in this tent except him, and the owner of the voice could easily see through his realm, but he didn't understand what Rongyuan meant in this person.
"Who is your Excellency? Why did you appear here?" Ni Qianqiu said in a deep voice.