Chapter 341: Continuous Reversals, Blood God Mind Control

“Caught him!”

“Hmph, this is the Blood Pavilion’s secret ‘Spirit-Locking, Soul-Binding, Confinement Curse’. No matter how heaven-defying his physical body is, he won’t escape this endless weakness.”

Someone gasped, halting their escape. They mocked Wang Yu, true to form, growing arrogant once they gained the upper hand.

Trapped by the blood locks, Wang Yu tugged hard at the chains. With his peak third-tier physique, he only managed to make them creak, showing no signs of breaking. Moreover, his vital essence was being continuously devoured, steadily weakening him.

It was crucial to break free without delay!

The bloody intent of the Little Asura Killing Fist gradually receded, and the Yin-Nether Demonic Dragon, formed from his vital energy, manifested. The dragon bit at the blood locks, attempting to crush them with brute force.

Just then, Jian Nanxing charged again. The saw-toothed golden sword in his hand transformed into nine golden-red streams of light, striking fiercely towards Wang Yu’s nine orifices. The others also didn't hesitate, combining their methods to kill him outright.

A purple cauldron flipped, spewing purple flames. A longbow fired a halberd, which turned into a hundreds-of-meters-long giant snake, snapping suddenly. Thunder and lightning rolled, striking from all directions.

In less than a breath, numerous divine abilities and spells rained down upon him, along with various magic treasures. He felt as if he were carrying a mountain, his struggling strength growing ever weaker.

In this desperate situation, the Wind and Thunder Secret Art suddenly erupted. Wang Yu’s struggling intensity increased by another level. He forcibly broke several blood chains and curled his body as much as possible, letting the tough side of his Malice Dragon Armor withstand the attacks.

Clanging sounds continuously echoed.

In the distance, Zhuo Shouyun clenched his fists, subtly glancing at the entrance of the Yin-Corroding Palace. If this was all… perhaps he wouldn’t need that trump card.

Who knew, in just a blink of an eye, a grey light pillar shot out from Wang Yu’s glabella. It was the Soul-Shattering, Spirit-Destroying Death Ray. As he twisted his head, in the interval after forcibly enduring the attacks, the death ray swept across, hitting every single attacker.

Like dumplings falling into a pot, they splashed into the Blood Fiend Sea. With a significant drain on his spiritual power, the Glazed Ice Heart Pagoda emerged from Wang Yu’s body, rapidly expanding to cover him. With a violent twist, all the blood chains shattered.

An aurora blossomed. Empowered by his innate magic treasure, thousands of Wang Yu’s aurora phantoms surged out. One of them, carrying immense malevolent aura, charged directly at Zhuo Shouyun.

Catching the leader first had been his intention, but he hadn't done so before, fearing a trap. Zhuo Shouyun exposing himself so openly was completely different from their last battle; it was hard to be sure it wasn't a trap. Now… it was a test of who could think further ahead.

This figure, brimming with malevolent energy, punched Zhuo Shouyun in the chest and abdomen. The latter, however, smiled, then suddenly burst into thousands of blood threads, enveloping Wang Yu like a cocoon, with only his head exposed.

Zhuo Shouyun’s figure appeared in the distance.

“You fell for it.”

“Did I?”

Wang Yu showed a similar smile. The appearance granted by the Aurora Escape Art disintegrated, revealing the gaunt true form of the Grand Yin Malevolent Corpse. It let out a roar to the sky, and the Yin Corpse Subduing Malice Curse instantly locked on—Malice Corpse Bows to the Moon!

The two corpses in Wang Yu’s possession were used for the first time in front of Zhuo Shouyun. He hadn't used them in the Drunken Immortal Lake battle because he wasn't confident he could keep Zhuo Shouyun there, and the outcome wouldn't have had a significant impact. This time was different. When he sensed an old monster-level sect ancestor secretly observing, he decided to severely injure Zhuo Shouyun. He was creating an opportunity for Xie Xie’an, which aligned with the superiors' intentions. Thus, his widespread killing of these “geniuses” gained another layer of justification, turning his private agenda into a public service. The benefits weren't apparent now, but they would certainly be advantageous in his future ascent within the Reversed Spirit Blood Sect.

Zhuo Shouyun was entangled by the Grand Yin Moon Malice, his power weakened across the board. The Blood Fiend Sea beneath him suddenly exploded, and Wang Yu, glowing with lightning, burst out. Amidst flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder, he crashed into him.

“Damn it!” Zhuo Shouyun cursed aloud, but two blood shadows appeared not far away, their arms flailing like ropes, grabbing his waist and pulling him back.

Wang Yu, empowered by the bursting lightning patterns, was even faster. He grabbed Zhuo Shouyun’s legs, and with a violent twist, tore his lower body clean off. Blood spurted, but no organs fell.

Zhuo Shouyun, who narrowly escaped death, had his upper body gush out a large amount of blood, rapidly reconstructing his body. However, the lower body torn off by Wang Yu was like the previous trap. Dense blood threads erupted, and the runes of the Spirit-Locking, Soul-Binding, Confinement Curse spread over them, instantly covering everything.

At this moment, his breathing was slightly ragged.

“After all, I still caught you…”

“Did you?”

Unexpectedly, Wang Yu’s face once again vanished as the aurora dissipated, transforming into an unfamiliar bald, lightning-patterned corpse face—Lightning Corpse!

He actually had two variant zombies; his assets were richer than even a direct disciple of Heaven Corpse Peak. Amidst his shock, Zhuo Shouyun quickly scanned his surroundings. Two feints in a row. Where was Wang Yu’s real killing move?

Currently, Wang Yu’s aurora phantoms filled the sky and ground. The pursued cultivators, fearing that the one behind them was real, rushed wildly with their heads down. This resulted in streams of escape light everywhere in mid-air. Especially the dazzling streams of light from the Aurora Escape Art. When Wang Yu didn't restrain it, it was extreme light pollution, making people dizzy.

Zhuo Shouyun’s face darkened, and he subtly made a gesture. Instantly, the hidden blood shadow creatures no longer held back. A total of eight blood shadow figures also rushed out from the Blood Fiend Sea, forming a protective layer around him, and blood talismans arrayed themselves into a sphere, maximizing his defense. Only then did he feel a little relieved. He formed hand seals, and his spiritual power rippled out rapidly, seeking Wang Yu’s true body!

Meanwhile, in the Blood Fiend Sea, due to the effect of the Soul-Shattering, Spirit-Destroying Death Ray, many cultivators had just fallen from the air. Those with spiritual defense secret arts or spiritual magic treasures only briefly fainted and quickly regained consciousness. But among these dozen or so people, some still hadn't resurfaced, including Jian Nanxing.

Everyone exchanged bewildered glances.

“What’s going on… Where’s Brother Liu?”

“Whoosh—”

Beneath the Grand Yin Malevolent Corpse and the Lightning Corpse, Wang Yu’s true body suddenly shot out. With a wave of his hand, he forcibly recalled both corpses into the Corpse-Nourishing Coffin. At this moment, his complexion was rosy, and his magical power was abundant. No longer feeling weak! He had clearly used the attack of the two corpses as a diversion, submerging his true body into the Blood Fiend Sea to suppress Jian Nanxing within the Glazed Ice Heart Pagoda.

Because Jian Nanxing’s mind was already shattered and completely under Zhuo Shouyun’s control, the Profound Origin Demonic Fetus matured almost without obstruction when demonic thoughts were planted as its seed. Wang Yu seized the opportunity to devour it.

Now, he had also acquired the Heavenly Gold Spirit Root. For the Five Elements, only Wood and Earth were left to reach the Heavenly Spirit Root level. The Water Spirit Root, meanwhile, had been replaced by the Heavenly Yin Spirit Root, with only the early-mutated Ice Spirit Root intertwined, temporarily showing a disadvantage, essentially using two roots as one.

He had a premonition that once all five elemental “waste” spirit roots reached peak aptitude, i.e., the Heavenly Spirit Root level, his Profound Origin Demonic Fetus would undergo a qualitative change, even granting him a special spirit physique. This possibility was not small. However, the profound mysteries involved couldn't be explained in a few words. Fu Xiao's demonic fetus was also crucial; neither could be absent. That transformation was definitely not what Zhuo Shouqing had described as some “acquired demonic fetus physique”; it must be even more mysterious and indescribable. To understand the reason, he would have to find ancient ruins related to the Profound Origin Demonic Fetus Secret Incantation and investigate them. This path inevitably involved the Nine Evil Sword Monarch.

Wang Yu looked at Zhuo Shouyun, who simultaneously looked back, knowing he had been tricked by Wang Yu again. Jian Nanxing’s aura had completely vanished, and he could guess what had happened, as it was no secret that Wang Yu cultivated the Demonic Fetus Secret Incantation.

“Clever tactics.”

“Likewise.”

Wang Yu turned his head to look around. The cultivators who had been chased by his aurora phantoms to the brink of collapse, upon realizing his true body had appeared, each cast spells to disperse the phantoms. Some landed near Zhuo Shouyun, but more left without looking back. The situation had repeatedly turned, and Wang Yu had recovered to his peak state. After a quick risk assessment, many felt the situation was untenable and decisively retreated. Staying any longer… might cost them their lives.

Not long after, when the formation was completely stable, an unexpected situation occurred: Zhuo Shouyun actually told everyone to step back, clearing a path to the Yin-Corroding Palace.

“Things have come to this; if you wish to enter, go ahead. How about we settle our scores outside?”

Wang Yu raised an eyebrow. “It seems you’ve prepared for the situation outside and are confident you can deal with Zhuo Shouqing?”

Zhuo Shouyun nodded unreservedly. “Wang Yu, you are an anomaly, but do you think I don’t know about Zhuo Shouqing’s other helpers, including Huang Jiu? He can’t win!”

At this moment, Wang Yu had nearly fulfilled the requirements of the Styx Contract. In two successive battles, the team Zhuo Shouyun had entered the Blood Abyss with was almost completely wiped out by him. Only Zhuo Shouyun himself remained, which definitely counted as a severe blow! The eight blood shadows were clearly blood path monsters created by secret arts, and those teams were temporarily assembled individuals, whose trustworthiness was questionable. If the fight continued, Zhuo Shouyun wasn't confident he could kill Wang Yu; he might even suffer a backlash from this group.

Having made this judgment, although Wang Yu still had some suspicions, he didn't say much. With a sweep of aurora, he escaped towards the entrance of the Yin-Corroding Palace. As he approached, a strong warning flared in his mind!

Two streaks of blood light shot towards him from under the blood water on either side of the Yin-Corroding Palace, and a sinister face appeared in his sight.

“—Su Yulong?!”

It was him! Wang Yu opened his mouth and exhaled an extremely cold breath, which transformed into the shape of a frost sword, one of the wondrous sights among the Twelve Aspects of Guanghan. The incident was sudden, making a full burst of divine ability almost impossible. In his haste, he could only use a little strength. The frost sword and blood rays crossed paths. The sword instantly pierced Su Yulong’s chest, and ice spread, leaving his face filled with disbelief. He had thought that even if Wang Yu counterattacked, he would prioritize destroying the two blood rays. Who knew his target would be Su Yulong himself! The thought lasted only a brief moment. The rapidly spreading frost froze him into a block of ice, his physical body subsequently shattered into pieces, and even his divine soul perished in the extreme cold. Only a blue Golden Core fell onto the steps in front of the Yin-Corroding Palace entrance, dying completely defeated there.

As for the two blood rays, one pierced Wang Yu’s heart, and the other pierced his glabella. Dense blood light bloomed in both places, emitting extremely terrifying corrosive power, preventing Wang Yu’s body from self-healing.

Corpse Devil Secret Art!

The three “Yin Blood Pills” stored in his body instantly dissolved, and the two Yin Corpse energies surged and spread, almost instantly dispelling the alien magical power in his head, allowing the wound to heal smoothly.

As this secret power surged towards the heart wound, Zhuo Shouyun made his move. His face could barely conceal his excitement. He had guessed Wang Yu would make this choice; people naturally seek advantages and avoid harm. With his proactive show of submission, the opponent, after achieving satisfactory results, indeed wasn't willing to fight to the death with him.

“Blood God Heart Control!”

In an instant, the secret power of the blood rays formed a rune, inextricably linked with Wang Yu’s heart. Wang Yu’s expression also changed. He plunged his right hand into his chest, extremely decisively gouging out his heart. The Ice Dragon Core Flame surged, incinerating the entire chunk of flesh. With the restoration from the Yin Blood secret power, a new heart regrew. But Wang Yu’s face remained grim, because the blood rune was still present on the newly grown heart.

“How is this possible!”

“Hahahahaha!!!” Zhuo Shouyun burst into laughter, an expression of delight on his face. “Wang Yu, blood path cultivators are naturally adept at flesh and blood regeneration, and body recovery techniques. Since our last parting, I’ve been preparing for you. How about this Blood God Heart Control… are you satisfied?”

As its name suggested, this secret art was about control. Zhuo Shouyun didn’t want to kill him, but to control him. Clearly, through their repeated clashes, he had developed an appreciation for Wang Yu. For a moment, Wang Yu found himself in a dilemma. If he didn't understand the principle of this secret art, his only way to resolve it would be to repeatedly gouge out his heart and regenerate, and his Yin Blood secret power couldn’t sustain that for long.

“Hmph!” The situation changed again. Wang Yu abruptly rushed into the Yin-Corroding Palace, not forgetting to snatch Su Yulong’s Golden Core as he passed. Seeing this, Zhuo Shouyun waved his hand. “—Chase him! I want to see how long he can last.”

A group of people pursued Wang Yu’s figure, entering the Yin-Corroding Palace one after another.

At this point, those who hadn’t participated, still with lingering fear, gathered around, discussing animatedly.

“This Wang Yu is truly vicious.”

“What a pity, Young Master Yun still had a superior trick. Where does this Blood God Heart Control come from?”

“Let me tell you!” A grey-robed cultivator declared confidently. “Legend has it that this secret art is used by the Blood Devil Palace to create Blood God Guards. Even righteous cultivators from Taihu struggle to escape it, willingly becoming servants of the Sacred Sect. It’s just unknown why Zhuo Shouyun knows this secret art. Logically, the Blood Devil Palace’s inheritance is beyond even the Blood Nether Peak’s reach.”

“Such a thing exists,” someone else said, while the onlookers were surprised. “I heard before that Wang Yu fought Lu Chenzhou in the Evil God Market, and even overpowered him. Could it be that he incurred enmity and was targeted by someone named Lu?”

“What Fellow Daoist said makes some sense.”

“Pretty much.”

“What if Young Master Yun secretly learned it? The secret arts and divine abilities taught in the Blood Pavilion also originate from the Blood Devil Palace. Many of its disciples are powerful and influential, so it wouldn’t be strange for the Zhuo clan of Guifang to learn a thing or two with their capabilities.”

“Heh heh, only you are clear-headed.”

As soon as the contradiction arose, everyone immediately split into several groups, arguing, each with their own reasoning.

After Wang Yu escaped into the Yin-Corroding Palace, the anti-air restriction immediately pressed him to the ground, making it impossible to fly higher than three *zhang*. He had to fly close to the ground. At the same time, his Ice Soul Divine Light swept across the ground. Spikes of black solid ice rapidly grew, completely filling the palace entrance. Zhuo Shouyun and the others, wanting to pursue, could only slowly break through the ice. They also had to be careful not to trigger the Yin-Corroding Palace’s restrictions. After all, to some extent, it wouldn't be wrong to say that this was the cultivation ground of a Soul Transformation Venerable.