For a whole day, Cheng Han and Qing He didn't go anywhere and stayed in the secret cave.
Every few hours, both of them can sense that one or several terrifying extraordinary fluctuations sweep across from above in an almost carpet-like search.
obviously.
This must be the god of the vampire clan, who is frantically searching for the murderer.
This is not surprising at all.
The Red-Eyed Tribe and the Qingyang Tribe are mortal enemies, and the vampires beat the Qingyang Tribe into a state of disarray, giving them a huge psychological advantage over the latter.
Now, a Qingyang man secretly came to the territory of the Red Eye tribe, broke into a large city, and slaughtered millions of vampires in one go, and finally killed a powerful divine blood master.
This is simply a huge hornet's nest.
A group of vampire gods were enraged, so they conducted this kind of dragnet search, trying to find out the hateful Qingyang people.
However.
This is just a futile effort.
Whenever fluctuations of divine power sweep across, Cheng Han and Qinghe will use the Law of Tinyness to turn their bodies into "tiny bodies," which are illusory bodies composed of countless tiny particles.
The life imprints and souls of the two people were subsequently dispersed into countless particles, and the extraordinary fluctuations suddenly plummeted by several orders of magnitude.
This is a very clever concealment method.
Even a strong person at the level of the Lord God would find it difficult to detect the abnormality.
One day later.
The fluctuation of divine power disappeared.
This means that the Red Eye Clan gods knew they could not find it and had given up the search.
After a while.
Dark waves flashed through the cave.
A breeze then surged up.
The two pieces of dust floated in the wind and quickly gathered into two hazy human shapes, which then quickly became clear.
It was Cheng Han and Qing He.
The latter looked over with admiring eyes and bowed with utmost respect: "Your Excellency, thank you for your protection."
She witnessed with her own eyes all the incredible methods of the Great Elder, and her admiration for him has reached the level of a super fan.
Cheng Han smiled slightly: "I need you to do something."
Qinghe immediately said: "Your Excellency, please give me your instructions."
She knew very well that if you took her on a trip, she would definitely be useful, so she had already made preparations.
Cheng Han moved his right hand and took out a blood cell from the space bag.
"Hiss~"
The illusory roar sounded immediately.
It sounded like a snake neighing.
This object exudes a faint blood light, and a large number of mysterious patterns are faintly visible in the light. Such a strange phenomenon shows how extraordinary it is.
This is the body of the divine blood master condensed by the fire of Shen Xi. The divine blood essence obtained contains power beyond imagination.
Since the spiritual imprint in it has been eliminated by the divine fire, the divine blood master can no longer sense it, so it can be taken out safely and boldly.
Qinghe just glanced at it and felt the pressure that was almost suffocating, and he stepped back several steps.
She quickly turned her head away, not daring to take another look.
Cheng Han couldn't help but laugh: "Don't be nervous."
There was a slight movement in his heart, and a wisp of pale flame immediately emerged, instantly covering the essence of the divine blood and blocking the aura of divine power.
The whining stopped immediately.
The pressure also dissipated.
Qinghe immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and had a deeper understanding of the Great Elder's strength.
I couldn't bear to look at the blood essence, but you faced two divine blood masters alone. Not only did you have no fear, you were able to kill one of them.
The Great Elder is so powerful!
Qinghe restrained his flying thoughts and asked curiously: "Sir, is what you asked me to do related to the essence of divine blood?"
Cheng Han smiled and nodded: "Exactly!"
He then said: "Take the essence of the divine blood and have a good sleep here."
Qinghe said "Ah" and looked confused.
You took me across a world and had a fierce fight with the gods, just to let me sleep here?
Is this too ridiculous?
Qinghe suddenly remembered something and suddenly woke up: "You said that I have a very rare talent. Are you going to let me foresee crises through dreams?"
Cheng Han laughed: "That's right!"
In fact, the reason why Qinghe was brought here for the trip was because she had a strange dream, in which she dreamed of a terrifying scene of the sky falling apart.
This time point happened to be very close to the catastrophic insect swarm's attack on the Qingluo Realm, and the Qingluo Realm and the Qingyang Realm belonged to the same small world group.
Cheng Han felt that this was no coincidence.
Qinghe was dubious: "You said that my ability to predict is closely related to the power of the world. My soul is not from the Red-Eyed Clan, can I predict disasters in this world?"
Cheng Han held up the divine blood essence and explained: "So I prepared this for you."
Qinghe was still a little confused.
Cheng Han tried his best to explain in the simplest way: "In a sense, the essence of gods is the power of law, and the power of law is essentially another form of the power of the world."
This sentence sounds simple, but it contains extremely profound understanding.
After the Star Sea of Gods was shattered, his other clone studied the World Stone formed from the fragments of the Star Sea, and personally gave birth to the prototype of the World Will in the Ancestral Spirit Realm.
When it comes to understanding the power of the world, I am afraid that most of the powerful Lord Gods cannot match him.
Qinghe said "Oh" as if he didn't understand: "Sir, what should I do?"
Cheng Han handed over the divine blood essence and said with a smile: "It's very simple. Just hold this thing with both hands and sleep."
This is just a prevarication.
The real process is much more complicated than this, and involves many extremely profound fields.
Qinghe didn't dare to ask any more questions and quickly took the divine blood essence: "I understand."
Cheng Han waved his right hand, took out a single bed, and ordered: "Just lie on this bed."
Qinghe lay down obediently.
Cheng Han's tone became erratic: "Go to sleep."
These two words seemed to have magical powers. Qinghe was quite excited at first, but after hearing them, he instantly felt drowsy.
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The red-robed chief priest breathed evenly and fell into a deep sleep.
Cheng Han waited for a while, then tapped the divine blood essence from the air.
"Buzz~"
The divine blood essence trembled.
A strong blood light burst out from it, covering Qinghe's entire body, and then the blood light turned from virtual to solid, turning into a bright red blood cocoon.
Looking at it from an extraordinary perspective, tens of thousands of invisible threads emerge from the blood cocoon, and it is unknown where they extend.
Observe carefully.
Each invisible thread is composed of countless mysterious marks.
The countless blood-colored filaments that make up the blood cocoon are also connected by countless runes.
so.
This looks like a blood cocoon on the surface, but is actually a huge amount of marks, and represents a huge amount of profound knowledge.
The process of Qinghe's dream was actually a process in which Cheng Han performed a god-level secret technique, using the essence of divine blood as a medium to communicate with the power of the world.
"Boom!"
The heartbeat suddenly started.
"Boom!"
Another heartbeat.
The former is a real heartbeat, coming from the blood cocoon.
The latter is an illusory heartbeat, as if it is some kind of echo.
"Boom! Boom!"
The heartbeat continued to ring.
Cheng Han put out a deck chair and sat down leisurely.
He made some calculations in his mind and muttered: "When you wake up from sleep, you should be able to be promoted to the Totem King, which is a blessing for you."
*
This wait.
Another day and night passed.
Only a very thin layer of the blood cocoon is left, and Qinghe's perfect curves are looming in the middle, looking quite alluring.
The number of invisible threads extending from the blood cocoon has increased hundreds of times, and they look densely packed, like a big hairy egg.
Cheng Hanruo felt something and slowly stood up.
Along with his movements.
The heartbeat suddenly disappeared, the blood cocoon trembled a few times, melted away like ice and snow, and the invisible threads in the sky disappeared one after another.
Another blood ball appeared between Qinghe's hands.
It is the essence of divine blood.
Compared to yesterday.
The volume of this blood cell shrank by almost 20%, and the 20% was obviously consumed during the dreaming process.
Cheng Han waved his right hand and the essence disappeared.
The next second.
"Ah~"
Qinghe groaned and slowly opened his eyes.
This moment.
The beautiful eyes of the red-robed chief priest were filled with confusion, as if he didn't know where he was.
Cheng Han didn't rush him, he just waited quietly.
Several seconds passed.
Qinghe came back to his senses and remembered a series of previous experiences.
She quickly sat up from the bed and bowed first: "Well, sir!"
Cheng Han smiled: "I feel okay."
Qinghe felt it and looked a little strange: "Sir, I seem to have only slept for a short while."
Cheng Han smiled and shook his head: "No, you have been sleeping all day."
Qinghe was immediately shocked.
The red-robed chief priest felt that he just closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them immediately.
She recalled it carefully, and her expression became even weirder: "Sir, I don't seem to be dreaming."
Cheng Han shook his head again: "No, you did it."
Qinghe looked like a bitter melon, but he didn't dare to refute.
She really wanted to say, don't I know if I have a dream myself?
Cheng Han saw what she was thinking and couldn't help but laugh: "There is a special existence that makes it impossible for you to recall the content of dreams."
What he calls "special existence" is, to put it bluntly, "tribulation".
This extremely terrifying existence possesses incredible secret abilities that are even difficult for the God Emperor to sense.
The strength of the red-robed high priest is so weak that even if he dreams about it, he cannot remember it, and his sense of time is even distorted.
Qinghe became more and more puzzled: "Why can I recall dreams in the Dawn Tribe?"
Cheng Han sighed lightly: "Because you are the favored one of Qingyang Realm, and the power of the world protects you."
Not only the world's shelter, but also the more than 40 million Qingyang people of the entire tribe also played an indispensable role.
But the details involved too much knowledge, and he was too lazy to explain it clearly to the red-robed female officiant.
Qinghe looked confused when he heard this.
Cheng Han smiled and said, "Let me help you review your dreams."
He immediately raised his right hand and accurately poked Qinghe between the eyebrows.
"Boom!"
Just heard a thunder.
The world in front of Qinghe suddenly shattered.
The sight of the world collapsing made her tremble unconsciously.
Qinghe felt like he was enlightened and said "Ah": "I remembered."
Her eyes flashed and she saw a bottomless black abyss.
And she herself was right next to the abyss, walking tremblingly.
"Woo~"
The wind roared.
The sound was surprisingly loud.
Qinghe saw countless materials being blown into the abyss by the strong wind.
There are large rocks, patches of trees, and waterfall-like rivers.
There are even crying vampires.
"Ah~"
"Help~"
There was great fear in the cry.
Qinghe was almost dumbfounded.
After a while.
She felt that the top of her head seemed to be getting dark. She looked up and was stunned.
I saw a mountain peak falling from the sky, pointing directly into the bottomless abyss.
"Woo~"
The wind became stronger.
Qinghe himself was also blown up, spinning in the air and falling into the abyss.
A terrible feeling of falling enveloped her, and her dream suddenly shattered.
Qinghe woke up immediately.
She took a breath, her pretty face turned a little pale, and said tremblingly: "Your Excellency... Your Excellency, this world..."
The words are not finished yet.
was interrupted.
Cheng Han asked directly: "Did you see a mountain peak?"
Qinghe quickly replied: "Yes."
"Snapped!"
Cheng Han snapped his fingers.
A point of light floated up and transformed into a mountain peak.
Qinghe glanced at it and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's the mountain."
Cheng Han was silent for a moment and said, "Let me take you to a place."
He waved his right hand.
The figures of the two people became hazy.
*
Three hours later.
Hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
Qinghe stood on the top of a hill with a stunned look on his face.
in front of her.
The location is about tens of kilometers.
A towering giant peak stands impressively, with a huge eyeball carved out of one side of the mountain.
Cheng Han's voice was calm: "This is the highest peak in the Bloodlight Realm, with a height of more than 30,000 meters. Its name is Shenyan Mountain."
He pointed to the eyeball again: "It is said that this is the mark left by the first powerful master of the bloody world, which contains his understanding of the law."
Qinghe stared blankly for a few seconds and said softly: "Sir, I saw this eyeball in my dream."
The implication is that the peak she saw was the Divine Eye Mountain.
Cheng Han raised the corner of his mouth: "Your talent for prediction is stronger than I expected."
Qinghe felt a deep sense of fear: "Sir, is the Blood World about to be destroyed?"
Cheng Han didn't finish his sentence: "Your prediction reveals a possibility."
He then changed the subject: "Let's go to the next world."
According to his plan, this journey is not just a small world.
He planned to take Qinghe to visit all the small worlds around him.
*
Extremely far away.
In the vast void.
The Wu Jing God General is patrolling conscientiously.
As the divine general who controls the divine seal of the space system, he received direct orders from the Supreme Divine Court and is responsible for monitoring this group of small worlds.
at this time.
Wujing Divine General suddenly felt something in his heart and turned his head to look to the right.
next moment.
"Ding!"
He heard a soft sound.
A piece of black gravel, about the size of a fingernail, suddenly shot over.