Ye Yang and the others launched a fierce attack on the Five Elements Corpse, which Ning Kang naturally sensed. Her first reaction was to reach out and grab my throat.

Ning Kang wanted to control me and then threaten Ye Yang.

I had just felt the force of the wind when, in the next instant, my neck was seized.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a pale, hideous face.

Ning Kang, tightly gripping my neck, shouted, "Tell the people outside to stop!"

Without changing my expression, I pointed at her hand. Only then did Ning Kang realize that she was choking me and I couldn't speak.

Ning Kang's hand gesture changed, her five fingers like hooks pressing down on the top of my head. Her fingertips tightened slightly, and blood flowed down around my head.

Ning Kang said sharply, "Make them stop."

I looked at her coldly. "I have no inner strength, nor do I carry any magical artifacts. How am I supposed to notify the outside?"

"How about you let me out? I'll talk to them and come back?"

"You dare to talk back!" Ning Kang roared angrily, her five fingers tightening again. The sound of her nails scraping my scalp suddenly rang out, and streams of blood kept flowing down my cheeks.

But I said without changing my expression, "You should know whether I'm talking back or not, right?"

"You're afraid that the people who come in will use their power to slay immortals and seal your cultivation..."

My words hit Ning Kang where it hurt.

Whether it was her or Luan Jingfan who was in charge, Ning Kang was no longer the unrestrained evil god she once was.

The reason they only allowed those with sealed cultivation to enter the main hall was because they were not confident in fighting against high-level warlocks.

The restrictions within the main hall were a limitation for them, but also a form of protection.

I kept provoking Ning Kang to verify my judgment.

"Shut up!" Ning Kang couldn't stand my mockery. Enraged, she raised her hand and slapped me in the face.

My head tilted to the side. When I turned back, I spat a mouthful of blood directly at Ning Kang's face.

Just as she tried to raise her hand to resist, the blood exploded like a raging fire between me and Ning Kang, and the scorching air pushed us both back several meters.

I steadied myself on my feet, but Ning Kang's hand was entangled in dark red flames, and she retreated in a series of screams.

I looked at Ning Kang coldly and said, "Cut off that hand, and you'll be saved. Otherwise, my blood will keep burning you to ashes."

The reason I dared to walk into the main hall with my cultivation sealed was because I had obtained the inheritance of Gui Qi’s (Ghost Seven) Scarlet Blood Demon.

The Scarlet Blood Demon was the only woman among the Nine Ghosts. In life, she looked like a woman with slightly better Qinggong (light body skill) skills.

If we only talk about Qinggong, the other eight ghosts are equal to the Scarlet Blood Demon.

The Scarlet Blood Demon was able to run rampant in the Jianghu (martial world) because she had cultivated the *Heavenly Demon Secret Art—Bloodthirsty Chapter*. The power of this secret art lies entirely in the blood.

The "Blood Spiral Demon Slaying Blade" that I used in the Nine Cauldrons Dragon Palace when I first started out came from the Scarlet Blood Demon's inheritance.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Art, although bizarre and unparalleled, and extremely domineering, has a fatal flaw, that is, when using blood to kill people, it is also a kind of damage to oneself. Da Feng Novel

The person using the secret art is equivalent to acute blood loss, and the blood sprayed out of the body cannot be recovered. The more one fights with others, the weaker one becomes. After half of the blood in the body has poured out, one will die without the other party having to take action.

Therefore, if you want to cultivate the Bloodthirsty Demon Art, you must first chop off one of your hands, and then use mechanical secret arts to attach a prosthetic hand with hollow fingers. In this way, you can constantly grab the prosthetic hand into the "prey" to absorb blood and replenish blood during the fight.

At that time, I also asked the Scarlet Blood Demon, wouldn't there be rejection if the blood type was wrong?

She told me that demon art is demon art. If you have fully practiced the Bloodthirsty Demon Art, you are no longer a human being. Why would you care if human blood will cause rejection with you?

However, Gui Qi, the Scarlet Blood Demon, taught me how to use blood to kill enemies, but did not chop off my right hand.

In her own words, she had been burdened by demon art all her life and was regarded as a demon.

Once this kind of thing is stained, it can never be washed away.

I can indeed use blood to kill people, even slay demons.

But that's just a way to save my life when I have no other choice. If I were to get entangled with Ning Kang for half an hour, when Ye Yang came in, he would only see a dried corpse without a drop of blood in its entire body.

While sneering, I looked at Ning Kang and said in a low voice, "Explode!"

As soon as my voice fell, a ball of fire exploded in Ning Kang's left palm, and all five fingers were blown several meters away.

I walked towards Ning Kang step by step: "You grabbed my head with your left hand and slapped me with your right hand. Now, I'm going to make both of your hands crippled."

"I can tell you the truth, every drop of blood on my body can turn into deadly poisonous fire. As long as you touch it, you will die without a complete corpse."

While I was still speaking, Luan Jingfan suddenly took a step forward and chopped at Ning Kang's right shoulder with her palm like a knife, cutting off her arm and dropping it to the ground.

Losing an arm, Ning Kang screamed: "You cut off my hand? The person you should kill is him!"

Luan Jingfan said indifferently: "Take a look at your arm yourself, I'm doing this for your own good!"

Ning Kang looked down, and the arm on the ground had turned into phosphorescent fire, but the green light spots were still surrounded by flames and struggling to escape.