Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 17 Blood Cocoon

Between life and death, every inch of Zhang Ji's flesh and blood trembled. The true energy in his body burst out at an extraordinary speed. His muscles, muscles and bones were squeezed to the extreme at this moment, just to swing the knife faster.

"Block! Block!"

At this moment, there was only this voice in Zhang Ji's mind.

Under the extreme pressure, in the deepest part of his body, the mysterious power bred from absorbing a large amount of blood essence energy in the Barbarian God Pool finally burst out in this moment of life and death.

This power turned into a blood dragon and wandered among Zhang Ji's muscles, bones and flesh, allowing him to instantly burst out with more powerful power and use his strongest sword technique now, Fierce Tiger Breaking the Stream.

In the eyes of Xuan Jia and Shan Xiangling, they only saw Zhang Ji suddenly swinging the knife behind him, and the skin on his body was torn apart inch by inch.

The sword has reached its extreme speed, and its strength has almost reached its peak. It is only a few cents away from the extreme power of a hundred oxen in the Huangji realm!
……

The blade stopped one foot in front of him, one foot in front of a man with white hair.

Behind the white-haired man, the two headless corpses were melting and soon turned into a puddle of water.

The two severed women's heads melted equally quickly, but before they disappeared completely, Zhang Ji saw their faces under the gauze. They were both maids beside the queen, and he had seen them with his own eyes.

Zhang Ji looked at the figure with white hair and shawl in front of him, and an ugly smile appeared on his face covered with blood.

"Thank you, Uncle Dongliu, for coming to the rescue."

"what!"

A shrill scream rang out, and the body of the female assassin holding the soft sword was quickly melted. Like the previous two people, she quickly turned into a puddle of water.

She knew she couldn't escape, so she chose to commit suicide.

Ye Dongliu looked at Zhang Ji, who was covered in blood and whose muscles and bones were being torn apart. Gu Jing Wubo couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Your condition is very bad."

Zhang Ji felt the changes in his body, as well as the mysterious connection between heaven and earth, and said with difficulty: "I'm not seriously injured, I just need to find a pure place to retreat immediately."

"Okay!" Ye Dongliu rolled up his sleeves and took Zhang Ji away.

"Xiang Ling, I'll take him away first, and you can go back by yourself."

Xuan Jia beside Shan Xiangling was anxious, watching Ye Dongliu and Zhang Ji leave, but was helpless.

……

On the other side, Zhang Ruochen killed two Huangji Realm Dzogchen assassins who assassinated him. He thought something was wrong in his heart, and immediately rushed in the direction Zhang Ji left. When he arrived, he only saw corpses and broken pieces lying on the ground. ancient chariot with antelope and horse.

……

In the palace, a woman who looked like a maid hurried into the queen's bedroom and knelt on the ground.

"Queen, what's wrong, the assassination of the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince failed. All the assassins who went to assassinate them are dead."

The queen who was sitting on the phoenix chair was shocked when she heard this and shouted angrily: "How is this possible? Even if the ninth prince cannot be killed, the ones who go to kill the eighth prince are Yao Su and Zhao Wuxia. With their cultivation, how is it possible?" Missed?"

"My slave... I don't know, but the murderer is being hunted for in the royal city right now. The eighth prince's life and death are unknown and his whereabouts are unknown."

Zhao Lin, who was standing behind the queen, heard this and said coldly: "My queen, do you want me to find the eighth prince?"

The queen waved her hands and said with a cold face: "Zhao Wuxia's cultivation has reached the extreme level of Xuanji Realm, and Yao Su's cultivation level has reached the extreme level of Xuanji Realm. In addition, Han Qingluo and Han Qingluo, who are in the middle stage of Xuanji Realm, None of the killers from the Dzogchen Realm of Huangji could kill him, so there must be experts protecting him.

Even if you take action, you may not be able to succeed. Now that the royal city is under martial law, it is too risky to take action again. Go check and see if they have left any evidence and cleared it up. "

"Yes!" After Zhao Lin left, the queen's face became distorted. Three of her four major disciples were lost overnight, and none of the people she wanted to kill were killed. She was so angry.

After the Prince of Yunwu County learned that Zhang Ji and Zhang Ruochen had been assassinated, he was furious and ordered Ge Qian, the head of the personal guard, and the ten generals of the royal city to conduct a thorough investigation of the entire city to find the eighth prince and arrest all suspects.

……

In a secluded corner of the royal city, there is a small courtyard.

At this moment, Zhang Ji was practicing in seclusion in the house, and those guarding the door were Ye Dongliu and Xiao Nanqin.

"Senior Brother Dongliu, what is going on? With you here, how could anyone hurt Ji'er like this? Could it be that the person who took action was a martial arts legend from the Tianji Realm?" Xiao Nanqin asked anxiously.

Ye Dongliu shook his head slowly and replied: "He was not injured by anyone. His injuries were caused by himself. There is a powerful force in his body that is on the verge of losing control at this moment. It was this force that severely injured him."

"A powerful force?" Xiao Nanqin frowned deeper when he heard this, and his eyes were full of worry when he looked into the room.

In the house, Zhang Ji had recovered from the initial severe pain and began to carefully explore the changes in his body.

That mysterious force burst out from the deepest part of his body, constantly tearing apart every inch of his body and bones, but it didn't just destroy it.

Whenever it is destroyed, this force will stimulate his flesh and blood bones to continue to grow and grow new flesh and blood bones.

Therefore, although he seemed to be covered in blood and flesh at the moment, with bones and pieces of flesh falling from his body from time to time, in fact, he did not have any serious injuries.

"It's such a strange feeling. I can feel that my body is constantly getting stronger. This is the most brutal, violent and effective way to elevate my body to a whole new level."

……

As the night passed, Zhang Ji slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his body. He couldn't help but feel very surprised. There was no trace of blood left on his body, while there were many blood stains on the blade of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword lying quietly beside him. An extremely bright bloody inscription appeared.

"Is it the Heaven-Suppressing Sword that absorbed all my transformed flesh and blood?" Zhang Ji reached out and picked up the Heaven-Suppressing Sword, only to feel that the Heaven-Suppressing Sword had become completely different from before.

Before, although the Heaven-Suppressing Sword fit him perfectly, it was always just a weapon. But now that he was holding it in his hand, he felt that the Heaven-Suppressing Sword was a part of his body.

He slowly injected his true energy, but made an even more astonishing discovery.

There is actually a small inner space in the current Heaven-Suppressing Sword. There is a nine-foot-tall blood cocoon in the inner space. All the flesh and blood that Zhang Ji shed last night are in the blood cocoon.

Within the blood cocoon, there is already an extremely weak consciousness born, which has the same origin as the Heaven-Suppressing Sword and Zhang Ji, and can be regarded as the weapon spirit of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword.

"Only a sacred weapon can give birth to a weapon spirit. The Heaven-Suppressing Sword currently has less than ten inscriptions, and it is still extremely far away from a hundred-marked sacred weapon. How can a weapon spirit be born now?"

"hungry……"

The will in the blood cocoon is now only instinct, Zhang Ji thought to himself.

This blood cocoon is made of his own flesh and blood. If a new body is born from it in the future, wouldn't it be considered him?

But there is a new consciousness in this body. Even if this consciousness is regarded as a weapon spirit, it is somewhat unacceptable to him.

"The weapon spirit can be conceived by the sacred vessel itself, or it can be an external soul that enters it and becomes the weapon spirit. I don't want a strange consciousness to be born in my flesh and blood body, so I can only inject my own consciousness into it, so that My split soul became the weapon spirit of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword.

And I just happen to have this split soul! "

As soon as Zhang Ji thought about it, in the qi pool, the white starlight from the eighth prince's remnant soul, which he refined into his own soul, flew out of the qi pool, fell into the inner space of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword, and merged into the blood cocoon.

In just an instant, Zhang Ji felt that there was an inextricable connection between himself and the blood cocoon, as if there was a second self gestating inside.

(End of this chapter)