Eternal Heavenly Emperor

After rushing swiftly for over ten minutes, the ancient zombie finally stopped. Casually tossing Chu Hao to the ground, the old man himself went 'wa wa wa' and spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, each one instantly incinerating upon contact with the air.

Sitting with his legs crossed, he formed a strange spell with his hands and remained motionless.

Chu Hao tried to get up, but not an ounce of strength could he muster throughout his body. He knew the ancient zombie must have done something to him, otherwise, the zombie would not dare to carelessly leave him unattended.

How awful, am I really going to die here?

This ancient zombie said he would drain my blood dry... and it wasn't just talk!

What to do?

Thoughts raced in Chu Hao's mind like lightning, but it was like an ant facing a human, the difference in strength was just too vast; anything he did was futile!

"Damn Ling Family!" After a while, the ancient zombie suddenly cursed violently, "I finally found an Extremely Yin Land to help heal the fire poison within me. Just at the crucial moment, my efforts have been thwarted, and not only is my injury not healed, it has even worsened."

"I swear, I will kill every last one of the Ling Family!"

With that, the ancient zombie turned his sinister gaze towards Chu Hao, a cold smile curling up at the bark-like corners of his mouth: "Let's start with this boy, drain his blood dry!"

Chu Hao inwardly cursed his luck, now truly caught in the crossfire. It seemed this elder had been healing in that chilling cave when suddenly Uncle Yuan had found him and launched a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, Uncle Yuan had not managed to kill this old man, allowing him to escape and incidentally capturing Chu Hao!

However, had Uncle Yuan not appeared, it sounded like the elder would have healed. They would have encountered him eventually, and Chu Hao guessed he would have probably been killed on the spot by the elder!

Although his current situation was serious, the elder was also severely injured, which added an element of unpredictability and gave Chu Hao a glimmer of hope!

"Gaga, boy, don't harbor any foolish hopes. Even with serious injuries, I can suppress you with just one finger. The gap between you and me is like the moon in the sky compared to the firefly on the ground!" the ancient zombie said with a cold laugh.

He stretched out his withered palm, feeling Chu Hao's neck, as if choosing the best place to bite.

Without making a sound, Chu Hao was desperately trying to move his body, scrambling for a chance at life. He could already feel it; the hold on him was not unbreakable—his fingers were starting to move slightly.

It must be because the elder's injuries were too severe, he misjudged the force required to restrain him.

"Nonsensical!" the ancient zombie scoffed coldly. "Forget it, he's just a petty figure, not worth my time speaking!" He opened his mouth wide and bit down on Chu Hao's neck.

With a 'put' sound, Chu Hao's tough skin stood no chance against the ancient zombie's sharp teeth, and a stream of hot blood gushed out.

Assaulted by sudden intense pain, Chu Hao's strength surged in agony. With a violent tremble, he broke free from the elder's grasp and his hands began flailing wildly!

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The blood-sucking corpse was first startled but didn't take it to heart, thinking all he needed to do was suck Chu Hao's blood dry; how could the boy possibly fight back? He just clamped onto Chu Hao's neck tighter, hastening his bloodsucking.

Chu Hao struggled fiercely but was unable to break free, and as his blood left his body, his strength seemed to rapidly weaken! Panic-stricken, he ignored the pain, twisted his head fiercely, and with a tear, he ripped the flesh from his neck, but he finally freed his head and bit towards the blood-sucking corpse's chest.

Did you think I wouldn't bite?

To his surprise, he found a crimson handprint on the corpse's chest, and the skin and bones beneath it were as soft as tofu; he easily bit through them.

A heart suddenly appeared!

Oddly, there wasn't a single drop of blood flowing in the old man's chest, as if he truly was a blood-sucking corpse!

"Audacious brat, how dare you!" the blood-sucking corpse exclaimed in anger and surprise. He was too severely injured; he couldn't even subdue such a weak Martial Artist! He raised his hand, though absorbing blood through his mouth was most delicious and nourishing, he couldn't care less now!

Better to splatter them into a rain of blood and absorb that!

Now it's either your death or mine!

Chu Hao steeled his heart, regardless of the disgust, and bit down on the blood-sucking corpse's heart!

Thud!

No matter how terrifyingly strong the old man was, the heart was still exceedingly fragile. Chu Hao bit through it, and blood immediately gushed out, jetting into Chu Hao's mouth. However scarce the old man's blood was in his atrium, and as scalding as fire, it almost made Chu Hao let go.

But Chu Hao's willpower was incredibly strong, and letting go at this moment could mean death, so he bit down hard.

"Ahh—" The blood-sucking corpse let out a ghastly scream, his heart severely damaged; the power he had just mustered dissipated instantly, and the hand he had lifted fell limply. His cultivation was of the Yin Fiend Technique, and upon reaching a certain realm, his entire blood would condense, becoming incredibly thick, withdrawing solely into his heart.

The advantage was that even if other parts of the body were severely injured, it wouldn't matter, as there would be no bleeding! But the downside was also clear, once the heart was damaged, he would lose most of his blood in a short time!

"Brat!" The blood-sucking corpse tried to muster another palm strike, but he was already gravely injured, his blood nearly exhausted by the fire poison, then ambushed by Uncle Yuan, injuries compounded upon injuries, leaving hardly any fresh blood. Now bitten and swallowed by Chu Hao, the little remaining blood was completely lost.

He couldn't even muster the strength to lift a finger, and with a softening of his legs, his corpse-like body leaned onto Chu Hao.

"Never thought I, Five Fiend Ghost Lv Congwen, would die at the hands of an unnamed nobody!" He looked up to the heavens and sighed deeply, "But, the blood in my veins is filled with poison; you boy, having drunk my poisoned blood, won't survive either! To die together with such a brat, it's infuriating! I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this! Eh—"

The blood-sucking corpse's voice stopped abruptly, both eyes bulging out in incredible shock: "Impossible! How could this be! How could this be!"

Crack, his head tilted, and he died without catching his breath!

He truly couldn't accept it. Even ferocious beasts of the Tenth Tier Vajra Realm were mere prey for him, yet to be killed by a little Martial Artist who had just entered the Great Mahayana realm not long ago, biting through his heart—how utterly humiliating!

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Chu Hao staggered back several steps, feeling a boiling sensation within as though a flame was burning inside him. He recalled what the ancient corpse had said—the man's blood contained fire poison, and it seemed now that the fire poison was taking effect!

Curse it, he also refused to give in, he didn't want to die!

Severe pain struck him, not swayed by Chu Hao's will, and with a loud thud, it knocked him unconscious.

In a blurry haze, Chu Hao suddenly woke up.

Past memories flooded back, and immediately, he was gripped by a burst of joy—he wasn't dead!

He abruptly sat up to find the corpse of the ancient man lying not far away, confirming that this was not a dream!

How could this be?

The old corpse's strength was absolutely terrifying, yet he was supposed to be half-dead from some fire poison, how could Chu Hao have survived? He scratched his head—could it be because he had only drunk a mouthful of the ancient man's blood, reducing the poison's strength, which had merely caused him to lose consciousness?

Or perhaps—Chu Hao's imagination ran wild—perhaps like Flying Fire, he had a robust constitution capable of countering the fire poison!

Chu Hao pushed himself up, only for his entire body to shoot up and then crash back down to the ground, having an intimate encounter with the rocks that left his body slightly numb.

"My strength... it has suddenly increased tremendously!" Chu Hao's face was full of astonishment.

"How could this happen?"

"I haven't ingested a Fire Spirit Pill! And what's more, a Fire Spirit Pill can at most increase one's strength by three thousand jin, but my strength has increased by... at least thirty thousand jin!"

"Could it be!"

Chu Hao abruptly paused, only one possibility remained in his mind.

"The old man's blood!"

Chu Hao felt sick, not because he hadn't drunk blood before—on the contrary, during his days of exploration on Earth, he had ingested countless amounts of blood, mostly still warm and fresh!

But he had never consumed human blood before!

"Apart from that, there's no other explanation!"

After a bout of retching, Chu Hao slowly calmed down.

"That old man's strength was terrifying, probably the strongest within the Tenth Tier Vajra Realm, with blood like that of ferocious beasts of the same level, a potent tonic for Low Tier Martial Artists! That's what caused my strength to skyrocket by thirty thousand jin!"

"However, I would rather not have this thirty thousand jin of strength!"

"But without drinking his blood, I would have died! If given another chance, I would make the same choice!"

Chu Hao's gaze was resolute, and his soul remained unshaken.

He searched the old corpse's body and found nothing else except for a ring on the corpse's withered finger. Could this ring be a Treasure Artifact?

Chu Hao put the ring on, trying to channel his strength very carefully because if the old corpse was so powerful and this was a Treasure Artifact, then how much strength could it enhance?

Not much was needed, just a surge of a hundred thousand jin of strength, and he would be shattered into pieces.

But after half a day's effort, the ring showed no response.

Not a Treasure Artifact?

Such an incredibly powerful man didn't have a single valuable thing on him?

Chu Hao didn't believe it. He examined the ring closely, and after trying for quite a while, he managed to activate the power of a Star Stone, and a surge of Star Force instantly flowed into the ring.

Hum!

Immediately, a small space appeared in Chu Hao's mind.

The dimensions were at best a foot in every direction, containing some stones and a book.

Star Stones!

Chu Hao immediately felt excited, but the image in his mind vanished just as quickly.

What was going on?

Chu Hao pondered, then once more, he channeled the power of the Star Stone towards the ring, and hum, the small space appeared again in his mind. His consciousness entered, and he lightly touched one of the Star Stones only for it to appear before his eyes and fall towards the ground under the force of gravity.

He hastily reached out to catch it, the Star Stone heavy in his grasp.

With the mighty rush of Star Force, Chu Hao instantly knew that this was a real Star Stone, not just his imagination!

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