[Blood Pool Crisis, Unexpected Opportunity]

Chapter 82 [Blood Pool Crisis, Unexpected Opportunity]

"Gurgle gurgle————"

"Buzzing..."

At this moment, under everyone's watchful eyes, the blood pool of the Wu clan began to boil. One after another, the bloody bubbles burst, bursting forth with overwhelming blood energy, reflecting streaks of scarlet light that permeated the entire Pangu Temple.

Dijiang, the Ancestral Witch, frowned deeply, and his body trembled as he transformed into his true form.

Seeing this, the other eleven Ancestral Witches did the same, immediately transforming into their true forms and standing beside Dijiang, attempting to quell the turmoil in the blood pool with twelve drops of pure Ancestral Witch essence blood!

"Clang clang clang—"

The twelve Ancestral Witches raised their hands, cut their fingers, and made a series of metallic clanging sounds as they extracted twelve drops of their Ancestral Witch essence blood, which then disappeared into the blood pool.

"Buzz—"

In an instant, a clear and melodious divine sound resounded from the blood pool.

Immediately afterwards, nourished by the twelve drops of ancestral witch blood, the blood pool was briefly calmed.

Streams of blood energy gathered continuously, gradually condensing into Su Rou's small physical body.

However, the phantom was too blurry, like a candle flickering in the wind, which would completely dissipate with the slightest breath.

Fortunately, the Twelve Ancestral Witches intervened forcefully, sparing no effort to quell the turmoil in the blood pool with their own blood essence; otherwise, Su Rou would have already vanished into thin air.

Seeing this, the other eleven Ancestral Witches let out a soft breath: "Hoo—"

"We've finally stabilized Rou'er's body. If it weren't for my elder brother's timely reaction, with the power of our Ancestral Witches' essence, Rou'er would probably have perished!"

"Thank goodness, things have finally stabilized. Now, all Rou'er needs to do is discard that drop of Father God's essence blood, and she should be able to rebuild her physical body."

"Fortunately, it was a close call. Although she was unable to form the true form of the Ancestral Witch, her physical body will be further enhanced after being baptized by this blood pool."

"."

While the other eleven Ancestral Witches were relaxing, the Ancestral Witch Dijiang's brows never relaxed.

His brows furrowed, he dared not relax for a moment, staring intently at Su Rou's illusory physical body, and said in a deep voice, "You're being too optimistic!"

"The essence and blood of the Father God cannot be suppressed so easily."

"I never imagined that the secret hidden in the blood pool of the witch clan was actually a drop of the Father God's essence blood."

"If I had known this would happen, I would never have let Rou'er go on that risky journey!"

"The human body is too fragile. Even if she inherited the Primordial Dao Body of the wizard like the wizard, she would still be unable to resolve the suppressive force brought by the essence blood of the father god."

"Oh, it's my fault!"

"It's all my fault!"

"."

Dijiang Zuwu remained silent.

His face was full of guilt.

It was all because of him that Su Rou suffered this calamity.

A single drop of Pangu's essence blood contains enough energy to create an Ancestral Witch!

With Su Rou's weak human body, how could she possibly withstand the infinite energy within?

Now, although they have stabilized the blood pool's agitation with twelve drops of ancestral witch blood essence, temporarily slowing down the rate at which the drop of Pangu blood essence devours Su Rou's body.

But ultimately, it's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause!

I fear that after today, there will be no more Su Rou in this world!

"Click click click—"

really!

In just five breaths, Su Rou's body, which had been painstakingly reconstituted, began to show signs of collapse once again. Cracks spread across her petite body, spreading outwards like a spider web.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Rong was extremely impatient!

"Elder brother! Is there really no way to save Rou'er?"

"If Rou'er were to perish in the Witch Clan today, how would we face the witches in the future!"

Although Su Han has resigned from his position as a wizard and severed his ties with the witch clan.

However, the Twelve Ancestral Witches still habitually used this title to refer to him.

Upon hearing the word "wizard".

The other eleven Ancestral Witches were all shocked.

Su Han has sacrificed too much for the Wu Clan. It can even be said that without Su Han, the Wu Clan would not be as prosperous as it is today.

so?

If Su Rou were to perish today, they would truly have no face to see Su Han again!

Upon hearing Zhu Rong's words, the expressions of the twelve ancestral witches all turned solemn.

At this moment, Dijiang seemed to have thought of something and said in a deep voice, "It's not that there's no way."

"In our inherited memories, it is mentioned that after the Father God created the new world, his body transformed into all things in the world, and his spine became this Buzhou Mountain."

"And the spinal cord in the spine transformed into Pangu Jade Marrow, which was hidden in this Buzhou Mountain."

"If enough Pangu Jade Marrow were added to the Blood Pool to cleanse Rou'er's marrow and rejuvenate her blood, she could not only attain a True Ancestral Witch Body, but also condense a First Ancestral Witch Body that would be even more powerful than ours!"

"But the Pangu Jade Marrow is extremely rare and hidden away. Even after searching the entire Buzhou Mountain, I have not been able to obtain a single drop."

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As Dijiang spoke, his expression grew increasingly unpleasant.

After saying this, Zhu Rong became very excited!

"Pangu Chalcedony?"

"Chen'er has a pool of at least ten million drops!!!!"

In vain!

The other eleven Ancestral Witches all looked at Su Chen with disbelief, especially Di Jiang, who cried out as if he had seen a glimmer of hope, "Chen'er?!"

"Do you really possess Pangu Jade Marrow?"

Su Chen nodded: "That's right!"

"When I went to the Wu Clan's treasure vault to search for treasure, I accidentally found a secret realm that my father had left there. Inside the secret realm was a whole pool of Pangu Jade Marrow."

As he spoke, he stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed at the air.

"Buzz—"

The void tore open, and drops of crystal-clear, milky-white liquid gathered in his palm.

"Let's put that aside for now, Uncle Dijiang, please tell me quickly, how do we use this Pangu Jade Marrow?"

Upon hearing this, Dijiang did not hesitate and immediately waved his hand, guiding the Pangu Jade Marrow in Su Chen's hand toward the Wu Clan's Blood Pool.

One drop!

Two drops!

Three drops!

One hundred drops!

A thousand drops!

Ten thousand drops!

It took guiding ten thousand drops of Pangu Jade Marrow into the blood pool to completely stabilize Su Rou's physical body!

At that moment, beams of crystalline light shone forth.

Immediately afterwards, it could be clearly seen that a drop of ancient and desolate essence blood surged from the bottom of the blood pool and drilled towards Su Rou's brow!

"Buzz—"

A clear and melodious divine sound resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Su Rou's body, which was on the verge of collapsing again, began to sprout new flesh under the nourishment of drops of Pangu Jade Marrow. Ancient inscriptions appeared on her skin, and an endless terrifying aura spread out in all directions from her center!

Various principles and theories intertwine, creating ripples.

Even the void itself trembled violently!

"Buzz—"

"Buzz—"

"Buzz—"

Under the endless divine light, Su Rourong was reborn!

Her physical body was reconstituted, reborn from the ashes, and she walked out of the blood pool, stepping through the void!

(End of this chapter)