Immortality Starts With Diligence(Xianxia Litrpg)

486. Vermilion Bird, Lend Me a Drop of Your Essence Blood!

Lin Fei sought out information. Swiftly, he unearthed the details he sought.

The Vermilion Bird, within the ranks of the All Beasts Alliance, had cultivated approximately seven avatars. One must not underestimate these seven avatars; the Vermilion Bird was, after all, a divine exotic beast. Once these avatars united, their collective might equaled that of seven divine-level exotic beasts. Even more fearsome, once these avatars merged back into the original body, their power would surge terrifyingly.

However, the seven avatars were not often found together. Typically, only two or three would convene at one location, a fact that brought Lin Fei some relief. Even the combined force of all seven avatars didn't exceed Lin Fei's expectations.

"Seven avatars shouldn't pose too formidable a challenge," he mused. "Their strength should be on par with Taotie's. Subduing the Vermilion Bird just to obtain a drop of its essence blood should be quite manageable. Still, given its residence within the All Beasts Alliance, swift and decisive action is prudent."

Lin Fei pondered silently, confident in his current strength and ability to subdue the Vermilion Bird. His world laws were formidable, far surpassing those of an ordinary Martial God.

Moreover, he possessed the Saber World, a lethal weapon when combined with his world laws. Above all, his most potent asset was his eight hundred particle worlds. Once unleashed, their power was nothing short of cataclysmic. Having transcended just two thunder tribulations, Lin Fei felt the task of subduing the Vermilion Bird was well within his capabilities.

Resolving to act, Lin Fei no longer hesitated and promptly departed from the Ancient Covenant, soaring towards the All Beasts Alliance...

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In the territory of the Vermilion Bird, within the All Beasts Alliance, many god-level exotic beasts possessed their own domains. The Vermilion Bird, aligned with the element of fire, allowed only fire-attributed exotic beasts within its realm. Beasts of other elements were forbidden entry. Unlike Martial Gods or Deity Transformation beings, the Vermilion Bird lacked ambition and had no desire to cultivate.

The reason was simple: cultivation for exotic beasts was extremely challenging, and their lifespans were immensely long. Unlike Martial Gods or Deity Transformation entities, who lived for merely a hundred thousand years, god-level exotic beasts, especially those like the Vermilion Bird, had lifespans so lengthy that even they were unaware of their limits. Having lived for millions of years without signs of life fading, the Vermilion Bird spent most of its days in slumber.

However, in recent days, the Vermilion Bird had been restless, unsure of the cause. To investigate, it summoned all seven of its avatars, but nothing unusual was detected.

"Could I have misperceived something?" the Vermilion Bird murmured to itself. A restless spirit was often a sign among god-level exotic beasts, usually indicative of an impending calamity. But what could possibly threaten the Vermilion Bird in its own lair within the All Beasts Alliance?

Perplexed, the Vermilion Bird found no answers. Then, suddenly, a mysterious force descended. The area around the Vermilion Bird's dwelling, spanning several miles, seemed to be entirely cut off. This was a complete isolation, preventing any external aura from being sensed. Such a technique could only be wielded by a god-level powerhouse.

"Who?" The Vermilion Bird was startled. If it were an exotic beast, it would have sensed some aura, but there was none. Moreover, the intruder had reached its very lair, clearly not a trivial entity. Slowly, a figure emerged from outside the cave and appeared before the Vermilion Bird.

"Martial God?" The Vermilion Bird recognized at a glance. This figure was a Martial God, and even carried the aura of a thunder tribulation, though not a potent one. This indicated the visitor was a low-level Martial God. But a low-level Martial God daring to enter its lair?

"Heh, bring out whoever's hiding behind you, no use skulking in the shadows," the Vermilion Bird scoffed, certain that someone more powerful must be backing this Martial God. A low-level Martial God alone wouldn't dare confront it in its own lair.

Lin Fei, indifferent to the accusation, faced the Vermilion Bird. "Vermilion Bird, I merely wish to ask a favor of you," he spoke calmly. "Lend me a drop of your essence blood, and I shall depart immediately."

"Essence blood? Insolence!" The Vermilion Bird's temper flared. How could it give away a drop of its essence blood under such circumstances? Its body became enveloped in flames, the blazing inferno threatening to incinerate the void itself. The space warped around them, even threatening to distort Lin Fei's Saber World.

Lin Fei remained expressionless, having anticipated the Vermilion Bird's reaction. "If that's the case, I shall first have to subdue you," he resolved.

"Boom!"

Lin Fei made his move, launching a simple yet powerful punch. To the Vermilion Bird, this punch instilled a deep, instinctual fear. The force felt overwhelmingly terrifying as if facing a top-tier Martial God whose single punch could shroud the skies and shatter everything.

Lin Fei was not a top-tier Martial God; he was a genuine low-tier Martial God, having only transcended two thunder tribulations. However, he possessed eight hundred particle worlds. The punch he threw harnessed the power of all these worlds, resulting in a cataclysmic force that seemed capable of crushing everything in its path. This tremendous power engulfed the Vermilion Bird instantly.

"Vermilion Bird's Seven Avatars!" the Vermilion Bird roared. Seven dazzling flames erupted skyward, representing its seven avatars. Lin Fei had anticipated this and was prepared.

"World Laws, suppress!" Lin Fei utilized all his world laws, merging them with the Saber World.

"Hum," the force of the Saber World erupted, suddenly imbued with overwhelming suppressive power. This formidable force made the Vermilion Bird and its seven avatars struggle immensely as if they were burdened by the weight of massive mountains, thoroughly constrained.

This was the transformative effect of Lin Fei's world laws merged with the Saber World, capable of directly suppressing the Vermilion Bird. While this suppression could not harm or kill the Vermilion Bird, it severely hindered its movements.

But Lin Fei's true trump card was not just the suppressive power of the Saber World; it was his eight hundred particle worlds. He unleashed the force of these worlds upon the seven avatars.

"Bang, bang, bang," the seven avatars, without exception, were obliterated by Lin Fei's single punch.

"No..." The Vermilion Bird let out a furious roar, its expression turning frantic and desperate. But it was unable to prevent Lin Fei from annihilating its seven avatars with a single punch. Only seven trembling flames remained, weakly flying back into the Vermilion Bird's body.

The Vermilion Bird gazed deeply at Lin Fei and slowly spoke, conceding, "Cease your assault. You desire a drop of essence blood, do you not? Take it!"

"Spurt."

The next moment, a wound opened on the Vermilion Bird's body. From this wound, a drop of crimson blood, rich and vibrant, coalesced. This was no ordinary blood but a drop of its essence blood, teeming with immense energy and even the bloodline of the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird clearly understood that the Martial God before it was beyond its capability to defeat. Continuing the battle would only lead to greater losses, and it even risked the possibility of its own demise. Thus, it chose to compromise and offered a drop of its essence blood.

Lin Fei had no intention of slaying the Vermilion Bird. Such exotic beasts had their own lethal tactics and countless ways to preserve their lives. It was unnecessary for him to pursue its death. His goal was achieved once he obtained the essence blood.

"Then I thank you, Vermilion Bird," Lin Fei said, grasping the drop of essence blood.

"Swoosh."

In the next instant, his figure vanished without a trace.

"Who exactly was that?" The Vermilion Bird murmured softly, gazing at its damaged lair. However, it was powerless to pursue the matter further and resolved to investigate later. For now, it had to preserve its seven avatars, retaining the hope of their restoration in the future. As for the identity of the intruder, it seemed less significant now. After all, even if it discovered who it was, the Vermilion Bird knew it could not seek revenge.