Lord of Bones

Chapter 775 Bloody Lake
As Li Yuan slowly approached the blood-red sea, the Bone Peak looked more and more majestic and spectacular.

A purple-red waterfall can be vaguely seen cascading down from the top of the peak.

Like blood-colored ribbons dancing in the air, it carries a sad and strange beauty.

After careful observation, Li Yuan discovered that these bone peaks seemed to be constantly absorbing the water from the Blood Evil Lake.

The moment the lake water touched the bone peak, it turned into streams of rich blood.

After some mysterious transformation, it overflows from the broken gaps on the bone peaks.

If it weren't for the unique color and blood, this scene could almost be compared to a fairyland, but it carried a kind of heart-pounding horror.

There are clear hierarchies within the Blood Evil Lake, just like a strict organization.

Only those who have reached the Yuanshen realm are qualified to live in these bone peaks standing on the Blood Evil Lake.

The bone peaks are linked together to form five large circular areas with clear layers and good order.

The circle closest to the lakeshore is the Bone Peak where the inner disciples are located.

Their cultivation is at the early to middle stage of Yuanshen Realm. Although they are young, they have already shown impressive strength.

Going further in, you will find the residences of the Blood Evil Lake guardians. Each of them is powerful and guards the peace of the sect.

Next to it is the Bone Peak where the Half-Step Huawen Realm Yuanren and the sect elders are located, which are considered the backbone of the sect.

The last two circles in the center are the residence of the ancestor of the Huawen realm.

They are the true guardians of the Blood Lake.

After a long time, Li Yuan slowly exhaled, as if to expel the shock in his heart.

At this moment, he was approaching the dark portal leading to the Blood Lake.

The surrounding space seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force and distorted like a reflection in a mirror.

Long purple-red rainbows cut through the sky and headed straight for the huge portal.

Among them were the inner disciples of the Blood Evil Lake, dressed in purple-red tights, with agile physiques and a desire for power flashing in their eyes.

There are also guardians and elders of prominent status, some of them carrying long swords on their backs, some standing on blood swords, all of them emitting a strong murderous aura.

Like a god of death that came from the depths of the underworld, cold and powerful, inspiring awe.

Li Yuan quickly adjusted his breathing, and the Yuan power in his body surged, releasing his cultivation level of the peak of the Half-Step Transformation Realm.

The terrifying pressure was like a mountain torrent, spreading instantly and sweeping around.

The originally arrogant and domineering Blood Evil Lake Yuan people were shocked and avoided him one after another, not daring to easily provoke this powerful man who suddenly appeared.

Just as Li Yuan was about to step into the portal, the blood-refined battle silk he possessed suddenly burst out with a strange wave.

It's like a sleeping dragon awakening, releasing earth-shaking power.

Strands of blood were like flowing ribbons, wrapped around his body, adding an invisible layer of protection to him.

With the blessing of blood, Li Yuan's aura became terrifying, as if he had transformed into an evil god in the Blood Evil Lake, passing through the Yuan Array on the portal without any hindrance and descending over the Blood Evil Lake.

After entering the formation, Li Yuan's gaze was like a sharp sword, sizing up the bone peaks on the lake from a distance.

Compared to what was seen outside the sect protection formation, the bone peak at this moment was even more shocking.

They are like towering monuments, each carrying the glory and vicissitudes of the Blood Evil Lake.

Between the bone peaks, blood-colored mist lingered, as if countless dead souls were wandering in it.

Just as Li Yuan's heart was filled with waves of emotion, a long rainbow suddenly came whistling from afar, like lightning that cuts through the sky, at an astonishing speed.

Changhong suddenly stopped in front of Li Yuan and turned into an old man with a weathered face.

The old man had a thin figure, and his cultivation had also reached the peak of the Half-Step Transformation Realm. His eyes were as cold as knives as he glanced at Li Yuan lightly.

His voice was filled with unquestionable majesty: "Your Excellency entered the Blood Demon Lake relying on the Blood Refined Battle Silk of Lingxi Valley?"

Li Yuan's face was as calm as water. He raised his hand and saluted without being servile or arrogant, saying, "This is exactly it."

Yan Peng slowly stroked the gray but still strong beard on his chin, a hint of subtle meaning flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "I am Yan Peng, and I have the honor to serve as one of the reception elders for this Blood Refining Battlefield."

"Li Yuan, nice to meet Elder Yan." Li Yuan said with a smile.

Yan Peng frowned slightly when he heard this, as if he was surprised by Li Yuan's identity:

“As I recall, Li Yuan’s name is not on the list of Lingxi Valley’s young generation of geniuses.

"Moreover, whenever the Blood Refining Battlefield is opened, Lingxi Valley sends out those who are about to die, hoping for a chance to advance to the Huawen Realm."

Li Yuan responded calmly, his eyes were clear and fearless: "Li just joined Lingxi Valley last year."

Yan Peng snorted coldly, with a bit of displeasure in his tone, and said: “Lingxi Valley’s move is really puzzling.

"If you have no intention of participating in the Blood Refining Battlefield, why bother taking up a spot?

"Judging from your bone age, you are only a mere 139 years old.

“If I don’t have the chance to experience the Heavenly Tribulation in this lifetime, it won’t be too late to come back and participate in the Blood Refining Battlefield three hundred years later.

“Forget it, since you insist on doing this, I won’t say any more.

"Just follow the Blood Sword's instructions and head to Blood Refining Peak to settle down.

“Remember, Blood Evil Lake is very different from Lingxi Valley, so don’t leave Blood Refining Peak and wander around unless necessary.

"If you accidentally encounter a Blood Evil Lake Yuan before the Blood Refining Battlefield opens, and you get hurt by mistake, I'm afraid it will be too late for you to regret it."

After saying that, Yan Peng raised his hand and waved it. The blood energy around him seemed to respond to his call, gathering into a dazzling blood light like a tide.

Finally, it condensed into a three-inch long blood sword, suspended in the air, with the tip of the sword pointing into the distance.

Seeing this, Li Yuan hurriedly bowed and said goodbye, then followed the blood sword and flew towards the teleportation array on the top of a bone peak not far away.

His back was vaguely visible in the blood-colored mist, appearing both determined and lonely.

Yan Peng watched Li Yuan leave, and a sense of familiarity inexplicably arose in his heart.

He seemed to have heard the name "Li Yuan" somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where it was.

"It's a pity that such a young genius chose this thorny road!" Yan Peng sighed softly with a hint of sadness and confusion.

As he turned around, his figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the vast blood and air.

.........

While following the blood sword's flight, Li Yuan's eyes revealed a subtle alertness.

He scanned the surroundings quickly and carefully, moving through the surrounding blood mist at a leisurely pace.

His eyes were as sharp as a sword and as delicate as silk, capturing the subtle and complex flow of emotions among the Blood Evil Lake elements.

These Yuanists all had resolute faces and agile bodies. Although they did not speak to each other, they naturally maintained an invisible boundary between them.

It was a sense of distance interwoven with indifference and vigilance, as if every elementalist was an isolated island floating in the vast ocean, tightly wrapped by circles of invisible ice walls.

Their eyes, besides being alert, also concealed the savagery and unfathomable calculations of wild animals. Every time they looked at each other, it was like a silent contest.

During the flight, Li Yuan witnessed several thrilling duels between Yuanists. Rather than a competition of skills, it was more of a naked fight for resources.

Blood was like mist, lingering around them. When they fought, there were deafening roars and fierce winds that almost tore the space apart, stirring up circles of ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

They attacked without mercy; every move was precise and ruthless, hitting the vital points directly. The air was filled with a suffocating atmosphere of murderous aura.

As for the onlookers, they had seemingly nonchalant smiles on their faces, but greed and cunning gleams in their eyes.

They are like a group of hunters lurking in the dark, ready to take advantage of the chaos and seize the fleeting opportunity.

The surrounding environment adds a sense of oppression and weirdness.

The air of the Blood Evil Lake seemed to be mixed with an indescribable fishy, ​​sweet and rotten smell.

It smells like the air of an ancient battlefield, making one feel a chill involuntarily.

The mountains in the distance looked even more eerie under the dim sky, like sleeping beasts that might wake up at any time and devour any living creature that dared to approach.

“Although this place is much more dangerous than the outside world, at least the powerful people in the Huawen realm of the Tianyun Sect will not easily set foot here.” Li Yuan said secretly in his heart, with a bitter smile on his lips, expressing his helplessness about his current situation.

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Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, the blood sword shone and took him into the teleportation array.

In a flash of light, he was teleported to the Blood Refining Peak.

Xuelian Peak, a towering peak standing above the vast lake, stretches for hundreds of miles.

It is the exclusive living area for the Yuanzhe who participate in the Blood Refining Battlefield.

The peak was shrouded in blood mist, and thousands of exquisite courtyards were dotted like stars, scattered in an orderly manner between the peak and the mountainside.

Following the guidance of the blood sword, Li Yuan was like a flash of lightning, cutting through the sky, quickly shuttling between these courtyards, and finally arriving in front of a courtyard near the top of the mountain.

The courtyard is magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, showing nobility and luxury.

It was obviously specially prepared for the Yuanzhe who held the Blood-Refined War Silk, demonstrating the Bloody Evil Lake's high respect for him.

He hovered above the courtyard, and the blood sword turned into a wisp of light blood gas, slowly dissipating in the air, as if it had completed its mission and returned to nothingness.

"Li Yuan."

Just as he was about to land lightly and hide his figure in the quietness of the courtyard, a deafening roar exploded all around like thunder.

Li Yuan's heart suddenly tightened and he quickly looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw seven or eight disciples of the Blood Evil Lake flying over like arrows.

They suddenly stopped in the air dozens of feet away from Li Yuan, forming a semicircular encirclement. They were aggressive and their eyes revealed undisguised hostility and scrutiny, as if they wanted to see through Li Yuan.

Li Yuan frowned and said calmly, "I don't seem to have met you all before, why are you treating me like this?"

He was secretly on guard, with the energy in his body surging, ready to deal with any possible emergency at any time.

At this moment, a young man walked out slowly. He had a tall figure, a handsome face, and an extraordinary heroic spirit between his brows.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile, with a hint of provocation and disdain, and he said: "Why... now you finally dare to show your true face?"

When Li Yuan heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his gaze focused and he carefully examined the young man in front of him.

The next moment, he was certain that this person was none other than Xue Yinchen, whom he had met in Guxiao City before.

However, at that time he was wearing a mask and a veil, and the two had no interaction at all.

"Mr. Li is sure that we have never met before." Li Yuan pretended to be calm.

Xue Yinchen snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with an unquestionable look: "Whether you recognize me or not, you and I know it very well.

"I will settle old scores with Kui Mo'er sooner or later, but before that, there must be a battle between you and me."

"I don't know what you're talking about. You must have recognized the wrong person." Li Yuan's tone was flat, as if he really knew nothing, but his mind was already calculating countermeasures as fast as a drumbeat, "I'm here to participate in the Blood Refining Battlefield. I don't have time to mess around with you."

Xue Yinchen sneered repeatedly, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "It seems that the pressure from the Tianyun Sect has made you eager for success.

“You dare to step into the blood refining battlefield, but you don’t dare to face me in this battle?
"It's ridiculous."

Li Yuan asked back, "There is no connection between us, why should I fight with you?

"Is this the way Blood Demon Lake treats guests?"

"How to treat guests?" Xue Yinchen sneered, his eyes flashed with ruthlessness, "When you come to Xuesha Lake, you should see our environment and abide by the rules here.

“As long as you fight me, if you win, I will never bother you again in the future.

"Oh... you are about to enter the Blood Refining Battlefield, there will be no future.

"But, if you win, I can choose not to cause trouble for Kui Moer, how about that?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

If we can suppress Xue Yinchen at this moment and enter the Blood Refining Battlefield, we might be able to save ourselves a lot of trouble.

After all, Xue Yinchen is among the top three disciples of the Xuesha Lake ancestor, and his influence cannot be underestimated.

Moreover, he knew that Kui Moer's strength was far superior to Xue Yinchen's, so he would help if he could.

Of course, if Xue Yinchen wants to find Kui Moer, he has to make sure that the Tianchi is not in Kui Moer's hands.

Li Yuan hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "No matter what grudge you have with Kui Mo'er, it has nothing to do with me.

“However, I, Li Yuan, believe that I have accumulated some fame in Wenhe over the years.

"If I can't even suppress you, how can I break through to the Huawen realm in the Blood Refining Battlefield?"

"Very good." Xue Yinchen nodded gently, "My Yuan bone is quite special, specializing in the way of blood and qi.

"In the Blood Demon Lake, I can endlessly absorb the blood energy surging around me and take advantage of the terrain.

"I will not rely on Yuanshu when I fight you today."

Hearing this, Li Yuan raised a faint but confident smile and said, “My Yuan bone is also extraordinary.

“Everyone knows me, Li Yuan, and all the Yuan techniques I perform are Wen Yuan techniques.

“For the sake of fairness, and to prevent you from feeling unhappy in the future, I will not use the Yuan Technique in today’s duel.

"Come on, let me see what kind of strength the top three geniuses among the disciples taught directly by the Blood Demon Lake Patriarch have."

Xue Yinchen's face was as cold as ten thousand years of ice. He turned a blind eye to Li Yuan's provocation. His mind was firm, like an abyss, without any ripples.

As the words fell, the sky seemed to be torn apart by two completely different auras.

For a moment, the wind and clouds changed, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Xue Yinchen was wearing a purple robe, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like a lone boat in a sea of ​​blood, mysterious and dangerous.

The blood sword tightly grasped in his hand seemed to be soaked in the blood of countless lives, exuding a heart-pounding chill.

The tip of the sword lightly touched the void, and the blood energy around it gathered like mist.

(End of this chapter)