Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

Unless...

Thoughts of that possibility caused the joy on Long's face to slowly vanish.

Unless the opponent had truly ascended in consciousness, achieving transcendence, and had forged a Rule Seed!

"Just three Blood Moons and already ascended to the Fifth Rank, is this the terror of being a Favored of the Blood Moon?"

Long murmured, his eyes filled with both wariness and greed.

In the end, all it turned into was helplessness.

"Forget it, after some more recovery, I will return to the point of dimensional overlap, devour those poor souls trapped in the slate, and then return to the inner Heart Domain of the Blood Moon, otherwise, by the time the ninth Blood Moon arrives, I might be devoured by Leptitia as mere fodder..."

Thinking of the inner Heart Domain of the Blood Moon, the rumors he had heard, Long's face was clouded with changing expressions, eventually settling into a sigh and envy.

It was powerful, a Seventh Rank life.

This level was also known as the Destroyer of Civilizations.

Long, once in physical form, had destroyed more than one civilization.

The planet beneath his feet, with just one Life Planet in its territory, had never seen the birth of a Transcender, hadn't even had the Extraordinary Power before the Blood Moon, and was insignificant compared to the civilizations Long had once destroyed.

Its bodily projection alone could destroy countless similar planets.

But that was in the past.

Now it had lost its physical form, branded by the Blood Moon Relics, and become a prisoner and wretch of the Blood Moon's inner Heart Domain.

During the years of imprisonment, used by the Blood Moon Relics as a power bank, harvested periodically.

Even though Long continued to Plunder energy, he could barely maintain his soul's form, unable to erase the stain of the Blood Moon.

Under these circumstances, Long's strength was less than one ten-thousandth of its peak.

The only two ways out for these prisoners were transcendence.

One was to inherit the origin power of the Blood Moon.

Better to be a dog for the Blood Moon Relics than a power bank, and more free.

But suitable Favored were hard to find.

Long had lived countless years in the inner Heart Domain of the Blood Moon Relics, heard of it, but never seen such a lucky one.

Arriving at this Life Planet, he had encountered it early on.

Unfortunately, due to excessive excitement, Long made a critical mistake and was nearly counter-killed by Leptitia.

The other way was to find a physical body that matched its own Original Rule Power.

This involved the rules of the universe's operation.

Long was a very special life form.

Finding a physical body that matched its own origin power was even harder than finding a Favored of the Blood Moon Relics.

So the real way for Long to escape from imprisonment was only one, that was to find a Favored of the Blood Moon, devour the origin of the Blood Moon Relics from their body, and become a henchman for the Blood Moon Relics.

But, there was no hope now.

If Leptitia had already achieved Fifth Rank Transcendence, and fully solidified the Original Rule Seed, then it was all over.

Because once achieving Fifth Rank, Leptitia could completely fuse her soul and Rule Power.

In such a case, Long, who had only the status of a Seventh Rank but not the real strength, had no way to kill Leptitia who had fused her soul with Rule Power.

On the contrary, Leptitia could truly threaten him, and could even parasitize all life on the globe, turning the entire planet into nutrients after the ninth Blood Moon, making all these prisoners who rushed here turn into nutrients as well...

Thinking of that scenario, Long felt miserable.

"Heh, rules, rules, without becoming a True Spirit, all are just toys."

Shaking its head, Long turned into a rainbow light, not heading back to the Material Realm, but directly flying towards the link point between the Spirit Realm, Moon and the Blood Moon Relics Projection.

There, it sought the previously escaped little Karamis.

Cheap dogs, Long was not willing to let them be cheap for Leptitia.

He planned to devour these little Karamis, and then during the arrival of the fourth Blood Moon, follow the channel back to the prison.

..

Time passed.

Brian still had no idea that Long, whom he greatly dreaded, had already fled.

He quietly awaited the Transformation of Blissful Heart Realm.