This Is What a Villain Is Like

Chapter 151: Chapter 89: Jiang Lan, You’ve Hidden Yourself So Deeply: The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Puppet Is Formed

"I can’t let you waste your Essence Blood like this."

Jiang Lan made no unnecessary moves. He simply reached out and grabbed the attacking Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.

A terrifying power, as vast as the boundless ocean, erupted in an instant. With a CRACK, he crushed it into a shapeless lump of scrap metal that fell to the ground.

The Magical Artifact was destroyed, and even the nascent Artifact Spirit nurtured within it dissipated.

Han Yiming spat out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned ashen, devoid of all color.

Jiang Lan’s strength made him tremble in despair. It was simply impossible for someone of the same generation to contend with him.

"Kill him."

"Quick, kill him."

He suddenly screamed, ordering the surrounding Ancient Inquiring Sect disciples to attack. But after witnessing that scene, who would still have the courage to make a move?

Even Han Yiming, a True Disciple, was as helpless as a chick before Jiang Lan.

Rely on them?

Hearing his words, the disciples’ faces filled with terror. They immediately fled for their lives, wishing their parents had given them a few extra legs.

However, they didn’t get more than a few steps before the sensation of their hearts being seized came from within them. The unbearable pain made them collapse to the ground, their faces pale with fear.

Jiang Lan’s gaze was dark. With a casual wave of his hand, wisps of bloody light gathered before him, forming a Blood-colored Treasure Bottle.

As it bobbed in the air, a terrifying suction force emanated from it.

Everyone’s expression turned to terror as boundless pain washed over them. Their entire bodies felt as if they were ignited by an invisible Netherworld flame—first their skin, then their organs and bones—slowly turning to ash.

Soon, nothing was left but some black ash, which was scattered without a trace by a gust of wind.

Jiang Lan looked at the Essence Blood collected in the Blood-colored Treasure Bottle, his expression thoughtful. After cleaning up all traces and confirming there were no survivors, he left.

’This amount of Essence Blood alone isn’t enough to refine the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Puppet.’

’Han Yiming’s strength wasn’t weak, but he chose to clash with my physical power head-on. You could only say he was courting death.’

’If he’d chosen a different way to fight, he might have lived for a few more breaths.’

’A young Celestial Pride at the Fifth Realm, the Soul Palace Realm, can’t even block one of my punches. Han Yiming’s strength should rank in the upper-middle tier among the current younger generation.’

’In comparison, my own strength is still too weak. I can’t bring out my greatest advantage.’

Jiang Lan shook his head gently. He had actually wanted to see if he could shatter Han Yiming using only the aura of his physical body, but after trying, he found he couldn’t.

Not unless his Cultivation Realm broke through to the Sixth Realm, the Dharma Realm, or his physical body underwent another transformation.

Although he had the Destiny Dao Fruit that had transformed into a Spring of Life, providing him with a nearly inexhaustible supply of life force, his true cultivation was still only at the Fourth Realm, the Illuminating Nether Realm.

’What’s limiting my power is still my Cultivation Realm...’

After leaving, Jiang Lan began to sense the auras of life in the Void, trying to find the nearest young Celestial Prides. His ideal targets were people like Qi Heng of the Human King Hall, Caiyun of Biyou Grotto Heaven, and She Mou of the Celestial Demon Hall.

「A cup of tea’s time later, in another area.」

"How is this possible..."

Caiyun, the True Disciple of Biyou Grotto Heaven dressed in colorful robes, saw her own eyes fill with terror and despair as she exploded into a mist of blood.

’Behind Biyou Grotto Heaven is actually the Biyou Sacred Land of Dongyuan Province. In the original plot, they participated in the destruction of the Prime Minister’s Mansion.’

’It’s a shame she didn’t have any useful memories. Otherwise, I could have traced the clues back and eliminated the Biyou Sacred Land’s stronghold in the Celestial Central Province...’

After collecting the Essence Blood, Jiang Lan expertly cleaned the battlefield, erased his traces, and set off in another direction.

He wasn’t in a hurry to get to the Purple Mist True Monarch’s cavern estate. After all, with the Token in hand, the true inheritance and fortune within were as good as his sooner or later.

Before long, he found someone from the Celestial Demon Hall. The result, naturally, was no surprise.

The Celestial Pride named She Mou had impressive methods and even brought out a Magical Artifact that could be called a trump card—clearly a life-saving item gifted to him by his clan.

However, Jiang Lan still broke through it with ease and took all of his Essence Blood. That fellow had a demonic body and the bloodline of an Ancient Demon, so his Essence Blood was exceptionally abundant.

’But this level of efficiency is just too slow.’

Jiang Lan felt this method was too time-consuming and might delay his subsequent plans.

He estimated that around this time, the Zixia Daoist should be fighting with other cultivators over the Magical Artifacts that were erupting forth. Zixia Temple should be empty.

Even if he sensed someone tampering with his Array, he wouldn’t be able to rush back.

And the core of the Nine Heavens Nether Demon Trapping Dragon Array, which the Zixia Daoist had spent years setting up, was located there.

Jiang Lan possessed the inheritance from the Blood-colored Forbidden Canon and knew full well that this Array was a modification of the Dragon Trapping Array developed by the Blood Immortal Sect.

It wouldn’t be difficult for him to manipulate it.

’Is this fool part dog? Her nose is that sharp...’

The next moment, sensing something, Jiang Lan was shrouded in a bloody mist that completely concealed his figure. He transformed into a streak of blood-red Divine Rainbow and vanished.

Not long after he left, a cool and serene aura appeared at the location.

A trace of confusion appeared on Li Mengning’s flawless, exquisite face.

’Was my perception wrong...?’

’Jiang Lan... who captured him?’

She seemed to stand there for a moment, vexed. Unable to find any sign of Jiang Lan, she could only leave and search in another direction.

She had already searched other places and had even seen Chu Chan.

’The biggest suspect now is that man with the surname Ye.’