Chapter 2046: Dripping Blood Poria Flower and Dazzling Sky Crystal Tower

"Hmph, you actually dare to think of refining my true soul into an Immortal Rosy Pill. If this were in the Immortal Realm, this single act would violate its iron laws, leading to a divine punishment from the Punishment Envoys that would directly annihilate your entire clan." When the giant figure heard this, his body trembled slightly, and he let out an angry snort.

"Hehe, you also know this isn't the Immortal Realm. Those Surveillance Envoys, despite their immense divine powers, won't detect what's happening here as long as we don't interfere with the realm's existence. Once I consume the Immortal Soul Pill, my cultivation will greatly advance, ensuring my clan's powerful prosperity in this realm. This is a risk my clan can afford! Besides, there's no other way to destroy an immortal's true soul. I have no other choice!" The ancient voice said, unmoved.

"Good, good! This envoy is truly a tiger fallen into the plains, bullied by dogs. A mere Mahayana stage being—in the past, I would have obliterated you with a single finger. Yet now you dare to be so arrogant in front of me. I'd like to see how you seal and refine my true soul." When the giant figure heard this, his eyes flashed wildly a few times, and instead of getting angry, he began to laugh.

Then, the figure suddenly shook both hands vigorously into the air, and his ten fingers blurred as he rapidly flicked out more than a dozen magic seals. They vanished in a flash, disappearing into the gigantic silver net formed by the Spirit-Capturing Sky Net high above.

Immediately, a loud roar echoed within the gigantic net, and its aura instantly intensified by more than double. Then, with a forceful upward sweep, it miraculously lifted the enormous silver orb above it more than ten zhang into the air.

The eight Saint Spirits, who were originally activating the grand formation, were startled when they saw this. Without hesitation, they frantically poured all their magic power into the spell plates in their hands.

The spell plates instantly erupted with dazzling light, followed by a buzzing sound from within the formation!

The surrounding runes then swirled, condensing into several thick rune chains that shot towards the giant figure, intending to bind him.

However, this action was clearly a bit too late!

After the giant figure felt a release on his body, his previously somewhat sluggish and unresponsive magic power instantly returned to normal. Although it was only for a brief moment, it was enough for him to unleash his life-saving divine ability.

With a low roar, the dozen or so demonic shadows behind him burst apart with crackling sounds, transforming into wisps of blood mist that merged into his body.

His previously somewhat blurry body instantly became exceptionally clear. His armored clothing swelled wildly before shattering inch by inch, revealing his bronze-colored upper body.

Upon his chest, a vivid golden miraculous flower was clearly inscribed.

The moment the gigantic flower pattern appeared, the figure's mouth moved, and an ancient incantation, never before heard in the Spirit Realm, rapidly emanated.

The golden flower pattern trembled slightly, then its entire form turned blood-red. A pungent, bloody smell assailed the nose. Then, with a flicker of vibrant red crystalline light across its surface, it gracefully floated out from his chest, transforming into a tangible entity.

"Blood-Obtaining Ling Flower! You're no longer in a physical body; you've actually become a Flower Demon!"

The astonished voice of the old man emanated from the golden palace!

But the giant figure paid no attention to any of this. He simply lowered his head and blew into the blood-red gigantic flower with an open mouth:

With a "whoosh" sound!

The surrounding world energy instantly surged funnel-like into the blood flower. At the same time, the sky dimmed, and massive multicolored clouds, each about an *mu* in size, billowed forth, creating a scene that changed the very color of heaven and earth.

After absorbing a large amount of world energy, the blood flower expanded and contracted, its size increasing more than tenfold, while simultaneously emitting a spine-chilling aura.

"You're insane. You actually intend to self-detonate this flower: Don't you know that when this flower explodes, your physical body will also be annihilated into dust?" Seeing this situation, the ancient voice was suddenly appalled, with a faint hint of panic.

Not only that.

Above the highest building of the golden palace, a ripple appeared, and a figure strangely materialized.

It was a white-robed old man with a youthful complexion and hair like white cranes, with a purplish-red maple leaf emblem on one corner of his sleeve. He looked down at the blood-red gigantic flower with a face full of tension.

"Hehe, self-detonating this body is far better than having my true soul refined into a pill. With the power of my true soul, at worst I'll spend tens of thousands of years in arduous cultivation to re-condense a new body. If you're sensible, release the formation and withdraw the Immortal Sealing Orb right now. I won't pursue what happened before, and I'll turn around and leave immediately. Since you recognize this demon flower, you should surely be aware of its self-detonation power. Without even mentioning its full might, it's more than enough to turn a few of you into dust."

The giant figure didn't look at the giant flower shimmering with eerie blood-light. Instead, he swept a cold glance at the old man in the air and said chillingly.

After hearing the figure's words below, the white-robed old man didn't immediately speak, but his expression was extremely grim.

The eight Saint Spirits around the formation below, after sensing the terrifying power emanating from the blood-red gigantic flower and hearing the figure's words, had already turned extremely pale.

However, with the old man overseeing them from above, none of them dared to make any other moves, still desperately maintaining the formation's power.

"Let you go? Perhaps! Once I've sealed you, I might consider it."

After his expression shifted several times, a grimace that seemed somewhat unfitting for his appearance suddenly emerged on the white-robed old man's face. Then, his figure flickered, and he vanished into thin air from his original spot as if an illusion.

"You truly seek death, and I shall grant it to you!" When the giant figure below saw this, his expression instantly changed, and he roared fiercely. However, after glancing at the blood-red gigantic flower, he couldn't help but show a hint of hesitation.

His previous words seemed lighthearted, but he actually knew very well that once he lost his physical body again, remaking it would be extremely difficult.

Obtaining another body in tens of thousands of years would be impossible unless he had extreme luck.

Moreover, this physical body, formed from the essence of the Blood-Obtaining Ling Demon Flower, was exceptionally rare:

He had poured an immense amount of effort into it, taking over a hundred thousand years to gradually forge it.

With this body, as long as he cultivated diligently, restoring his magic power and divine abilities to their former peak was not an impossible task.

But once he lost this demonized body, he had no confidence in obtaining such a suitable body again, and recovering his divine abilities would become a distant, uncertain prospect.

However, this figure was no ordinary cultivator; his hesitation lasted only for an instant. Gritting his teeth, he once again chanted an incantation, and simultaneously, with a blurred finger, he solemnly pointed at the blood-red gigantic flower.

The gigantic blood flower let out a sharp, mournful shriek. Its volume expanded, and faint white marks suddenly appeared on each of its petals. At the same time, a terrifying aura, several times stronger than before, emanated from within the flower.

At the same time, the clusters of multicolored spirit clouds in the sky, propelled by the surging world energy, astonishingly coalesced into a single entity, forming a colossal five-colored lid that slowly pressed down upon the people below at a visible speed.

The eight Saint Spirits, whose backs were drenched in sweat, felt their bodies sink as if crushed by a colossal mountain, and all their movements became incredibly sluggish.

The eight Saint Spirits were alarmed. A loud clanging sound erupted from their bodies, and more than a dozen bursts of spiritual light simultaneously shot out from them, forming layers of light barriers that protected them.

These were their protective spiritual treasures, which had automatically flown out to defend their masters.

Although they were temporarily unharmed, they were all greatly shocked and dismayed. With a flicker of their figures, they swiftly retreated backward, fleeing.

Their movements seemed as fast as lightning, but they were several times slower than their normal escape speed, making it impossible for them to escape the range covered by the blood flower's self-detonation.

These eight Saint Spirits clearly knew this. As they retreated backward, all sorts of treasures swarmed out, circling around them.

Seeing this blinding sight, the giant figure's eyes flashed with cold light. His magic seals changed in his hand, and he finally uttered the word "Explode."

The blood-red gigantic flower swayed, and the white marks on all its petals instantly thickened by more than double. Simultaneously, a crimson liquid, like molten lava, surged out from these white marks.

The moment this crimson liquid touched the air, it inexplicably transformed with puffing sounds into dense clusters of fiery red flames, almost dyeing the entire void crimson. These red lights pulsed and flickered, on the verge of exploding.

At the same time, the giant figure flickered, instantly shrinking to the size of an ordinary person. Simultaneously, a dazzling silver light barrier appeared around his body.

Although this person was willing to sacrifice his physical body, he naturally needed to protect his true soul from severe damage by guarding against the force of the self-detonation.

Just as the entire area was about to be utterly annihilated in the next moment,

The white-robed old man's cold voice suddenly echoed coldly from above the blood-red gigantic flower:

"You want to self-detonate? You'll have to see if I agree first! I'm willing to risk my true form being damaged for ten thousand years to utterly suppress you."

No sooner had he spoken than a flash of white light appeared in the void, and a colossal tower, over a hundred zhang tall, materialized.

The tower was entirely crystal clear, with countless transparent runes inscribed on its surface, emitting a milky white, wondrous glow, as if forged from glacial ice.

Even more peculiar, a head-sized blue orb was conspicuously embedded at the very top of the colossal tower. At first glance, it appeared smooth as jade, but upon closer inspection, its surface was found to be inscribed with countless transparent rune arrays, both large and small.

Large rune arrays encompassed smaller ones, and smaller ones were linked to tiny miniature arrays. Interlocking in this manner, they formed an incredibly complex and profound pattern.

Even a brief glance would leave one feeling dizzy and disoriented.

This ice tower was, astonishingly, the true form of the Saint Spirit race's supreme being. The moment it descended, an eerie, vast expanse of white cold air surged from its base. With a flicker, it swept all the flames and the blood-red gigantic flower below into its embrace.

Within the white cold light, everything instantly froze and stagnated, as if time itself inside had been abruptly and forcibly halted at that moment.

Concurrently, the ice tower itself descended with a roar.

"Glimmering Sky Crystal Pagoda! You are actually a spirit slave formed by this treasure. Impossible! All copies of this treasure should have been destroyed millions of years ago during the great chaos in the Northern Nether Immortal Palace. How could a spirit slave still be born!"

The figure below, who had originally been glaring venomously at the figure in the air, instantly turned incredibly pale upon seeing the crystal-clear ice tower, letting out a horrified roar.