"Where the Ghost Blood Butterfly passes, it will be displayed on this blood-colored parchment."
"My Ghost Blood Butterfly can fly dozens of kilometers in a day. At most, in five days, it should be able to explore the entire Secret Realm."
"I can only wait a little longer."
"Ye Bai really is like an unkillable cockroach."
"Having collected so much blood, it’s time to awaken the Blood Legion."
Compared to the Black Knight and Red Knight, these two Protectors, the Blood Legion is the true foundation of the Blood Saint.
However, summoning the Blood Legion requires the Blood Pool as a medium. Last time during the summoning ritual of the Demon God, the Blood Saint was ambushed by the Black Water Giant Snake, leaving the Blood Pool’s whereabouts unknown.
Helpless, the Blood Saint had to exhaust all his resources to painstakingly create another one.
"But, it has to be done when the Yin Qi is at its peak at night."
The Blood Saint’s lips curled into a cold smile.
At the Frost Rose Base, all the participants gathered here are as beautiful as flowers.
They were established by Wen Wen, who ranks first in the Phoenix Cup and holds the title of Fiery Flame Valkyrie.
Wen Wen’s long hair resembles blazing flames, and under the gale, this fiery red hair dances wantonly in the wind.
Her right hand tightly gripped a spear burning with a fiery red glow.
The spearhead is sharp as a blade, pointing straight to the sky as if it could pierce a hole in the heavens.
She wore a set of fiery red Gilded Armor, forged from Fiery Flame Iron, with complex runes and rose patterns engraved on its surface.
"The Red Bull Brigade, the Fool, and the Golden Sun have all started to act."
"We can’t sit idly by. Once they grow stronger, they might come after us."
These four forces are all established by those ranked in the top ten of the Phoenix Cup.
Now they’ve reached a temporary understanding, and after eliminating powerful solo players, they will naturally target other teams.
The final two teams will contest for the qualifying spots.
"So Wen Wen, what do you decide to do?"
"Should we be like them, find Ye Bai, and eliminate him?"
A woman with blue hair, surrounded by Ice Pet Beasts floating like ice cream cones, slowly spoke.
She ranks eighth in the Phoenix Cup, known as the Cold Winter Leng Shuang.
Leng Shuang held a thick Magic Manual, flipping through it rapidly.
"No, we will do the opposite."
"If others want to destroy him, we will protect him."
"I have a vague premonition that our path to prominence lies with Ye Bai."
"He is the first in the first and second rounds of the Young Qilin Cup, alongside an enigmatic Yun Luo."
"Remember, some Breeders are also skilled Poison Masters."
"Don’t forget, who is Ye Bai’s teacher?"
"It’s the prodigious girl Zhang Lingxue."
"Our primary task now is to gather resources, not to waste time on scheming."
Wen Wen said resolutely.
The fact that Ye Bai is Zhang Lingxue’s disciple can be easily discovered.
Ye Bai watched as plump insects devoured leaves greedily.
Every so often, they would spit out a white, clay-like Insect Silk from their mouths.
Each insect was as thick as Ye Bai’s arm.
Their mouths were like two sharp daggers, and the iron-hard leaves quickly became riddled with holes as they chewed.
"Ye Bai, what’s so interesting about these Exotic Beasts? Let’s hurry and move on."
Blue Hair urged Ye Bai.
"Don’t rush, I’ve found a group of interesting Exotic Beasts here."
"If managed properly, we might have a chance to top the third round just with these Exotic Beasts."
"You know, the value of a Breeder lies in Pet Beast nurturing, Pet Beast evolution, Pet Beast advancement, and healing Pet Beasts."
"Do you know why in this competition, there’s a separate round where we enter the Secret Realm for a trial?"
"It’s to make us discover all possibilities with our eyes, proving that Breeders are not greenhouse flowers, and even without laboratory equipment, experiments and papers can be conducted in the Secret Realm."
Ye Bai took a sip of water and continued.
"On the surface, Phoenix Cup’s Pet Beast Masters are the main force, while Young Qilin Cup’s Breeders provide support."
"But frankly, I think that’s not the case."
"In truth, during the third round, Breeders are the core of the team, while Pet Beast Masters are the support."
"Breeders have a broad knowledge base and are familiar with various herbs."
"Thus, they’re more likely to find treasures in the Secret Realm."
"While most Pet Beast Masters are solely focused on enhancing Pet Beast prowess and commanding them in battles."
"Even if treasures pass right by them, they’ll likely turn a blind eye."
After hearing Ye Bai’s analysis, Blue Hair was dumbfounded.
He thought it over carefully and indeed, as Ye Bai stated, Breeders are key to the third round.
Otherwise, why would Breeders choose Pet Beast Masters, instead of Pet Beast Masters choosing Breeders?
This is the key issue.
In the deep night, when the moon was dark and winds were high in the Secret Realm, the stars hidden, only weak moonlight managed to pierce the thick clouds and fall into the dark forest.
In an empty valley, tree branches swayed in the night wind, making a rustling sound that seemed like whispering souls. This update ıs available on noveⅼfire.net
In the center of the valley stood an altar built of blood-red giant stones, with mysterious runes carved on its surface.
The Blood Saint stood next to the altar, chanting ancient spells softly, his voice echoing through the valley, as the blood-red Blood Pool spun and rose to the sky.
Blood-red gas sketched runes in the air.
Blood-colored runes vibrated in mid-air, creating ripples in Space.
At this point, the Blood Saint wielding a dagger, made a deep cut on his own hand.
Dark red blood dripped slowly from the dagger, falling onto the altar’s runes.
The blood-red runes seemed to be activated, becoming even more dazzling, resonating with the runes in the sky.
The ritual had begun, and the wind picked up.
The six blood-red crystals originally standing on the altar suddenly ignited with ghostly blue flames.
The Blood Saint, seeing the timing was right, loudly recited the Demon God’s prayer, his voice seeming to penetrate the entire night sky, as the blood-red runes blazed with lights, akin to a magnificent fiery cloud radiating unique colors.
As the spell reached its conclusion, the air around the runes began to twist, and the ripples became increasingly dense, indicating some power was being awakened.
The Blood Saint gestured, and the Ghost Blood Butterflies flew up one after another, forming an eerie pattern in the sky. They spewed the collected Essence of Blood onto the altar, creating a shocking Sea of Blood.
The altar’s red light suddenly intensified, resembling a blazing sun, illuminating the entire valley.
Above the altar, Space cracked like an eggshell, and a powerful ancient aura gushed out from it.