Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands-Chapter 370: The Essence of Demonic Blood—Divine Transformation Stage Completion
Chapter 370: The Essence of Demonic Blood—Divine Transformation Stage Completion
In the dense forest, a shadow flickered through the towering trees with incredible agility.
The humid climate of Mist Province allowed the trees to grow exceptionally well.
Even though the demon race frequently cut them down recklessly, the trees would still regrow at an astonishing speed.
After a while, the figure suddenly halted.
His gaze fixed on the treetop of an exceptionally large tree.
There, a massive nest sat prominently.
He waited for a moment as two pitch-black giant birds in the nest let out long cries—one flew east, the other west.
Once the two dark birds had flown far away, he swiftly approached the nest.
Inside the nest lay two pure white eggs.
Among the scattered debris were many chaotic objects—human clothing, dried bones, and more.
“Found it!”
His sharp eyes swept through the messy pile, and at one moment, his expression turned razor-sharp.
Reaching out, he grabbed what appeared to be an unremarkable object and turned to leave.
His movements were exceptionally fast.
In just a few blinks, he had vanished into the vast wilderness.
Moments later, at a concealed tree branch, Shen Mo finally stopped.
He examined the grayish crystalline rock in his hand and revealed a long-lost smile.
“The Essence of Demonic Blood… To think it’s such an ordinary-looking thing.”
Shen Mo chuckled.
Back in the capital, when he had browsed through Lin Dongtian’s life panel, he had memorized all of the man’s recent fortuitous encounters.
One of them was precisely this Essence of Demonic Blood hidden in the giant tree nest.
After Lin Dongtian and his group were ambushed by Xiong Luan and other demon emperors, they attempted to flee aboard the armored cloud ships.
However, they were soon betrayed from within.
The last remaining armored cloud ship was also destroyed.
Lin Dongtian fell from the sky and happened to land near this giant tree’s nest.
By sheer luck, he stumbled upon this Essence of Demonic Blood.
But now, it was in Shen Mo’s hands.
Demonic blood continuously released demonic energy, corrupting everything around it.
However, once separated from the body, small amounts of demonic blood would eventually exhaust all its energy and dry up.
Under the natural forces of the world, it would then condense and compress, transforming into the Essence of Demonic Blood.
Those two black giant birds had probably just used it as a building material for their nest.
Human cultivators found it difficult to refine and absorb this substance.
Only those who had cultivated specific demonic arts would collect the Essence of Demonic Blood to aid their practice.
The same was true for the demon race.
Some demons who had fallen into the demonic path sought out this essence to absorb and refine.
Shen Mo, of course, had no intention of refining it himself.
This was meant for Nine Nether Iceflame.
Shen Mo focused inward, inspecting his Dantian.
He found that Nine Nether Iceflame had already sensed the presence of demonic blood and was itching to act.
With a single thought, Shen Mo summoned the Nine Nether Iceflame, which instantly ignited in his palm.
As soon as it left his body, it detected the Essence of Demonic Blood.
Immediately, like a python, it coiled around it and swallowed it whole.
"Sigh… You've been staying with me for so long, feeding off my spiritual energy every day."
"I even fed you a Demonic Heart before, and now I’ve brought you the Essence of Demonic Blood. Don’t you think it’s time you gave me something in return?"
Shen Mo snorted.
The Nine Nether Iceflame had just been about to retreat into Shen Mo’s body when it paused at his words, as if contemplating something.
After a moment, it separated a small flame, which reached out and gently stroked his cheek, like a comforting hand.
Shen Mo sneered, “That trick won’t work on me anymore.”
The last time, the Nine Nether Iceflame had done the same thing.
It was reminiscent of the tactics used by manipulative, high-level temptresses when dealing with men.
The flame froze in midair for a moment.
Then, as if admitting defeat, it curled up into a soft, lifeless ball in Shen Mo’s palm.
Anyone who didn’t know better might have mistaken it for a tiny white kitten.
“If you still can’t be of use to me today, you’d better go find someone else to mooch off of.”
“See if anyone else will let you freeload like this.”
Shen Mo sneered.
The Nine Nether Iceflame hesitated for a while.
In the end, a strand of extremely pale white flame extended from its core and reached for Shen Mo’s forehead.
The moment the pale flame touched his brow—
Shen Mo’s consciousness suddenly connected with another consciousness, one that carried a faint sense of guilt.
“I was wrong. I won’t do it again.”
“…So, will there be more of this stuff in the future?”
Shen Mo: “……”
Shen Mo raised an eyebrow. "So you've already become this intelligent, huh?"
This level of wisdom had clearly surpassed both the Red Lotus Flame and the Solar Essence Fire.
No wonder, in the beginning, the two of them had ganged up on Nine Nether Iceflame.
But now, Nine Nether Iceflame had turned the tables, casually knocking them around whenever it pleased.
It was truly a case of the highly intelligent elder toying with the lesser flames.
"The Essence of Demonic Blood is extremely rare. I can’t guarantee I'll find more," Shen Mo said calmly.
Nine Nether Iceflame responded, "Oh, then don’t bother looking for me in the future. I'm gone."
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.
No matter how many messages Shen Mo sent through their connection, Nine Nether Iceflame remained completely unresponsive, as if it had died.
Shen Mo cursed under his breath. "Damn flame."
But after cursing, he actually smiled.
Because he could feel a steady stream of energy being fed back into his body from Nine Nether Iceflame.
That was the power of the Essence of Demonic Blood.
Ordinary cultivators couldn't refine or absorb it, but Nine Nether Iceflame could.
And since Shen Mo was now deeply connected to it, as Nine Nether Iceflame refined the demonic essence, a portion of the power naturally flowed into him as well.
A true win-win situation.
Compared to the Solar Essence Fire and the Red Lotus Flame, Nine Nether Iceflame was undoubtedly more powerful.
If he could merge all three heavenly flames, the Great Desolate Starfall technique would reach an unimaginable level of destruction.
It would become his ultimate trump card.
For now, Nine Nether Iceflame was acting uncooperative because it wasn't getting fed. That was fine.
In a real crisis—when Shen Mo was in mortal danger—it would have no choice but to help.
He didn’t dwell on the matter further.
Instead, he turned his gaze southward.
Even from tens of thousands of miles away, Shen Mo could sense the lingering shockwaves from the fierce battle between the human and demon races.
"It should be over by now," he muttered.
Shaking his head, he turned and left.
His recent glimpses into fate had revealed that Gu Ming possessed a secret technique that allowed him to switch between his true body and his clone.
In the original timeline, if Shen Mo had chosen to join the battle, he would have been ambushed at that large tribe by Gu Ming, Xiong Luan, and over ten demon emperors, suffering a devastating defeat.
It was only thanks to the self-sacrifice of Li Zhendao, Wan Muchen, and others that he had barely escaped with his life.
"So that clone technique must have come from the Blood God’s Vault… No wonder Gu Ming was so confident—he truly believed he could wipe out the South Sea Flood Dragons and still have enough strength left to deal with the human cultivators advancing south."
Shen Mo returned to the Three Sects Alliance’s main camp, deep in thought.
This predetermined fate confirmed one thing—he was still not strong enough to face Gu Ming head-on.
He needed to accelerate his cultivation.
His blood energy realm still had a long way to go before breaking through to the next stage.
But right now, the fastest improvement he could make was in his spiritual power realm.
"I'm so full…"
"The energy contained in the Essence of Demonic Blood is even greater than I imagined!"
As Shen Mo traveled north, he could feel his Dantian swelling as if it was about to burst.
His expression was filled with excitement as he quickly found a concealed mountain cave to begin breaking through to the next stage.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
As expected, within moments, the feeling of expansion within his Dantian became impossible to suppress.
And then—
Like a volcanic eruption, the energy surged outward!
At that instant, Shen Mo's cultivation soared—
He had stepped into the peak of the Divine Transformation Stage!
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