Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8513: 490-fragment _1

It was a tiny fragment of metal, no bigger than a finger. Though it appeared unremarkable, its hue was a deep crimson. From this sliver, Zhao Hai detected a faint trace of the Blood Slaughter Sect’s aura. This aura was exceptionally pure, belonging unmistakably to the Blood Slaughter Sect. Zhao Hai recognized it without doubt.

Suddenly, realization struck Zhao Hai like a flash of insight. He understood exactly what this metal fragment represented. It had to be a piece of the Blood Slaughter Sect’s supreme treasure, the Blood Slaughter Saber. Excitement surged through him at the thought. Yet, he glanced around cautiously. With his current power level, seizing the Blood Slaughter Sect fragment amid such a raging energy maelstrom proved impossible. Luckily, alternative methods lay within his grasp.

Deciding as much, Zhao Hai ignored the other fragments entirely. He guided the vessel straight into the heart of the whirlpool. Soon enough, he arrived at the core and started drawing in the whirlpool’s energy. The boat’s power had grown immensely by now. As its strength intensified, so did the rate at which it pulled in energy.

Still, the vortex spanned a vast expanse. Draining every bit of its power demanded considerable effort. By the end of the first day, the vortex had diminished slightly, yet its force remained formidable. On day two, it contracted further, though still immense. By the third day, the boat’s intake quickened once more, shrinking the vortex noticeably.

Five days in, the whirlpool had halved in size. Zhao Hai exhaled in relief, assuming it would vanish entirely within the coming days. Abruptly, the whirlpool spun faster. Death Qi and killing intent from the Blood Slaughter Sect’s domain surged toward it. This unexpected twist caught Zhao Hai off guard. He hadn’t anticipated such a development.

Zhao Hai had figured the whirlpool would fade away quickly. But it acted with a will of its own, refusing to dissipate. Instead, it sought to dominate the vortex, pulling in all the power from the Blood Sea Realm to counter the boat’s drain. This shift stunned Zhao Hai. He quickly deduced that something remarkable lurked within the whirlpool. Without it, no such response would occur.

Nevertheless, Zhao Hai suspected the entity directing the whirlpool wasn’t overwhelmingly mighty. Its awareness might even be rudimentary. Had it been otherwise, the whirlpool would have assaulted them outright, blocking their energy absorption. This suggested the thing inside lacked both great power and sharp intellect. Curiosity gnawed at Zhao Hai even more. He yearned to uncover what manipulated this vortex.

The boat persisted in devouring energy, while the whirlpool raced to siphon power from the Blood Slaughter Sect’s sea domain. Eventually, it claimed every ounce of energy across the entire area. The Blood Slaughter Sect’s sea transformed into one colossal whirlpool. It whirled relentlessly, dragging anything nearby into its depths to shred apart.

This transformation drew immediate notice from all. Loose cultivators beyond the Blood Slaughter Sect’s borders suffered first. Myriad itinerant cultivators got pulled into the energy maelstrom, vanishing forever. Upon entry, the vortex’s fury ground them to dust.

Zhao Hai grasped the implications of this turn. He hadn’t foreseen events unfolding this way. He realized this upheaval could summon the nine major sects’ powerhouses, derailing his intentions. Were he the culprit, those experts would pursue him relentlessly, identity known or not. Thus, Zhao Hai ramped up the absorption pace without delay.

Observers outside remained oblivious to the massive energy vortex in the Blood Slaughter Sect’s sea contracting gradually toward its midpoint, funneling into a lone boat at the center. No one could imagine such a feat, for surviving that ferocious energy storm seemed inconceivable.

As Zhao Hai predicted, the turmoil in the Blood Slaughter Sect’s waters alerted the nine major sects. They dispatched scouts to investigate, yet none could penetrate deep into the vortex, uncovering nothing. Despite Zhao Hai’s frantic efforts to consume the energy, the sheer volume defied swift clearance. Hence, the vortex’s alterations went undetected.

Luckily, the vortex drew only from the blend of death Qi and blood mist in the Blood Slaughter Sect’s sea. It couldn’t touch the pure blood mist of the Blood Sea phase. Plus, the energy mass contracted steadily, if sluggishly. As the mixed energies receded, blood mist reclaimed the space. This eased concerns among the sect members. They had dreaded the Blood Sea Realm’s ruin from this enormous energy whirlpool. Such an outcome would spell disaster.

A full month elapsed, and the energy vortex had dwindled considerably. Its span stayed vast, however. With the shrinkage, explorers could finally access the sites of the former Blood Slaughter Sect’s surrounding isles, hoping for valuable finds. Regrettably, they unearthed nothing worthwhile. A few shards of magic weapons turned up here and there, but scarcely any. No intact artifacts emerged, rendering the fragments pointless.

Another month slipped by. The energy vortex contracted at an accelerated clip, its form diminishing. Explorers covered greater ground now, yet discoveries eluded them. Disheartened, some rogue cultivators abandoned the Blood Slaughter Sect’s sea. The nine sects’ members lingered, determined to unravel the vortex’s reduction.

Yet another month passed. The energy vortex shrank further, though absorption continued. Calculations showed it would fully dissipate in roughly ten days at this pace. Curiosity intensified among onlookers. They burned to know what secrets the vortex held, causing its persistent contraction.

Zhao Hai maintained a serene expression, seated upon the boat. He knew full absorption of the energy lay within ten days. But the nine sects’ people hadn’t departed. Their presence meant exposure once the energy vanished, inviting their aggression. Zhao Hai’s gaze hardened at the prospect. Revelation now would doom his boat’s secrecy forever.

With that in mind, Zhao Hai let out a cold snort. A mental command summoned a surge of energy from the small boat. This force erupted fiercely, igniting a counter-spin within the vortex. Born at the core, this new energy clashed with the existing vortex. A tremendous boom echoed as the whole maelstrom detonated, hurling energy in every direction. Nearby disciples and powerhouses from the nine sects found themselves instantly engulfed.

The chaos didn’t end. A new vortex reformed, reversing the prior one’s direction. Disciples from the nine major sects got yanked inside. The vortex’s brutal power ripped them asunder. Even seasoned experts from the nine sects couldn’t all evade it.

The nine great sects hadn’t committed many top-tier masters this time—merely a couple of Island Lord-level figures at most. This sparse force paled against prior deployments, leading to heavy casualties. Though a handful of Island Lord-level masters burst free through sheer might, grave wounds plagued them. They fled the vortex without lingering.

As the major sects’ forces got devoured by the whirlpool, silence blanketed its edges. Previously, only sect affiliates remained near the whirlpool. Now, with their absorption, the area stood deserted. Zhao Hai gained free rein.

Yet Zhao Hai stared blankly at the objects in his grasp. One was a magic artifact fragment plucked from the vortex. The other, a droplet of blood. From this blood, Zhao Hai sensed death Qi. Clearly, it originated from the Corpse Demon Forefather.

Gazing at the blood drop, Zhao Hai pieced together the whirlpool’s aggressive energy draw to oppose him. The drop held a sliver of the Corpse Demon Forefather’s spiritual sense. Though faint, it retained basic instincts. It sensed the enclosing whirlpool being siphoned by the boat. Total dissipation meant capture by Zhao Hai. Thus, it rallied ambient energies for reinforcement, culminating in the grand spectacle.

With a flick of his wrist, Zhao Hai consigned the blood drop to his space. His space had previously integrated the Corpse Demon Forefather’s blood, so assimilation posed no issue. The drop swiftly merged into the hell space, converting to pure energy. Then, Zhao Hai turned his attention to the magic artifact fragment.

These shards had emerged from the colliding energy whirlpools. Numerous, they evidently hailed from a single weapon. With a mental nudge, Zhao Hai assembled them. They fused seamlessly in his palm, manifesting a robust saber. It was the Blood Slaughter Saber!