As soon as the few drops of blood entered his body, a strange feeling arose from the sword cultivator clone.

It was a powerful and chaotic power that was completely different from spiritual qi.

Although these eight ghosts were lying in the name of gods, they were not lying. The few drops of blood that Jiang Li's clone had swallowed were indeed from the corpse.

In the past, their Black Lotus Divine Sect had relied on the corpse of that powerful humanoid creature to rise up.

Only they knew if the higher-ups of the sect really wanted to resurrect the corpse or had other intentions.

However, they had studied this corpse for countless years. While their understanding of it was deeper, they had also grasped some methods to steal power from it.

The murals of slaughter in the passageway, the blood that could make spiritual qi go chaotic, the weapons that could break through spiritual qi, and the few drops of blood of madness that could transform humans and inherit the power of chaos were all like this.

This kind of chaotic power seemed to be an irreconcilable enemy of the spiritual qi cultivation system. Not to mention the Great Mountain Region, even in the current and the Nine Provinces Continent, they had never heard of this kind of power.

After eliminating all kinds of possibilities and guesses, they felt that this thing was probably not a creature of the Nine Provinces.

Asura was something that some Black Lotus Divine Sect cultivators knew in their dreams after being affected by the power of the corpse.

As for the meaning behind the word Asura, they were still uncertain whether it was a name, a divine status, a race, or a world.

Jiang Li could sense that after drinking the few drops of blood, the effects of the tainted blood on the surface of his body seemed to have reduced greatly.

He tried to use the Spirit Surge Technique and carefully sent a trace of spiritual qi over.

As expected, the spiritual qi was no longer under his control like before. He was about to mobilize that trace of spiritual qi to remove the dirty blood on the surface of his body.

However, as soon as the spiritual qi was extracted from his Qi Sea, it encountered the chaotic power that was running amok in his body.

Bang!

The intense repulsive force instantly erupted. The reaction was even more intense than when he was tainted by the blood.

The trace of pure spiritual qi was quickly expelled. The reaction of the spiritual qi was also very intense, and it was directly detonated! A moment later, a small blood hole was directly blasted open on the surface of the clone's body.

Jiang Li was helpless. If he had more spiritual qi, his clone would be ruined on the spot. It seemed that spiritual qi was temporarily useless. He still had to wait and see.

In addition, it turned out that before eating this blood, he had to clear the spiritual qi in his body. Otherwise, he would be courting death.

Wu Shi must have applied blood on his body to achieve this effect.

If his clone had not been stopped at that time, Jiang Li would probably have found it difficult to find the true use of these few drops of blood.

"I've already consumed the blood, but I only have one body. Who wants to come in? If you don't decide, I'm leaving."

More and more chaotic power surged out from his body. The clone's body was undergoing a huge change. Several huge bumps appeared all over his body and were quickly swimming under his skin.

All the bones, muscles, and internal organs in his body were restructuring. This process brought him pain that had reached the limits of his mind. His body could not help but twitch.

However, Jiang Li's expression remained unchanged. When he spoke to the eight evil spirits, he did not seem like a victim whose soul was about to be eaten.

It looked like he was offering alms from above.

That was because Jiang Li and the Parallel Mind were splitting the work. The first Parallel Mind would endure the pain while he controlled the body.

Jiang Li controlled his clone to clench his fist. His tightened fist told him that his weak body was being filled by another force.

The chaotic power was constantly expanding. Although it was still unfamiliar, it was better than nothing. At this rate, it would not be long before he could use this power to directly kill these eight ghosts.

However, these eight guys had a conflict.

"This person is mine. When I get out, I'll definitely find sacrifices to save you!"

One of the ghosts excitedly wanted to rush into the clone's body, but it was blocked by the other black fog.

"Wait, I can't give you this person!"

"What do you want to do! Move aside! I'm a Sacrificer! All of you have to listen to me!"

"Sacrificer? The Divine Sect has already been destroyed, we're already dead! You're still using your status as a Sacrificer to suppress us!"

"We agreed to let you possess that guy! But he's already dead! You can't blame anyone else for your bad luck!"

The eight ghosts started to argue with each other. They spoke one after another, and no one was willing to give in.

These eight ghosts had existed for a long time. Through the power of stealing the corpses, the aura on their bodies was quite good.

Moreover, they were all past cultivators and had a certain amount of spell techniques. It was hard to say how much their exact strength was, but they were probably slightly stronger than Qin Shuman and were probably comparable to Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The strongest of them was the bald, long-bearded ghost that called itself a Sacrificer.

Previously, it had forcefully seized the opportunity to possess Wu Shi, but that had already caused a lot of dissatisfaction.

Now that Wu Shi was dead, it was equivalent to losing its chance. It wanted to seize Jiang Li's clone for itself, but how could the other ghosts be willing?

The eight balls of black fog became more and more violent. On this side, Jiang Li had already stood up with the flying sword in hand. He tore off a clean piece of cloth from his body and wiped the dirty blood on the sword.

The weakened aura on the clone was quickly recovering. As long as he returned to his original level, he was certain that he could deal with them.

"Since you've decided not to come down, why don't you ask the person involved for his opinion?"

However, not only did Jiang Li not secretly accumulate strength, he even reminded them not to be busy with internal strife. He was still a living person here after all.

The eight ghosts that were biting each other finally recovered from the threat. They stopped biting their own kind and stared at the sword cultivator clone.

Jiang Li was utterly unfamiliar with the still surging force, so it could not be said to be hidden. They could clearly sense that if this continued, then the identity of the hunter and prey might change.

No matter how bad their relationship was, it was impossible for them to be willing to let the prey escape. If they let the sword cultivator recover his strength and get away, they would be really unlucky if he brought the sword cultivators of the Shu Mountain.

The Black Lotus Divine Sect at its peak could even be destroyed by the righteous path led by Shu Mountain. How could the few ghosts that remained survive?

"Shu Mountain's sword cultivators might be able to withstand it."

"Then let's go together and rely on our own abilities!"

With Jiang Li's reminder, they quickly came to a consensus. They would eat Jiang Li's soul first and see if they could stuff all eight ghosts into one person.

As he spoke, the eight balls of black fog wrapped around each other and rushed into the body of the sword cultivator clone. Then, they sharpened their heads and crazily entered the consciousness of the clone.

The consciousness space of the Shu Mountain sword cultivator was the purest. At a glance, it was almost pure white.

Only in the middle was a flying sword wrapped in red flames. On the sword hilt was a small wine pot.

Eight evil spirits appeared imposingly with a black fog.

As the black fog churned, a ferocious might surged.

Although they were a little wary when they saw the flying sword in the mental space, without the support of spiritual qi, even pure mental resistance would be at a severe disadvantage.

Furthermore, they were eight against one. Fighting in the spiritual space was their specialty as ghosts.

Therefore, they did not worry about failure from the beginning to the end.

"Don't go overboard. If you destroy the Sea of Consciousness, it will all be for nothing."

These eight ghosts were originally formed from the souls of the cultivators of the Black Lotus Divine Sect. They might be stronger than ordinary ghosts, but they were still limited.

It was all thanks to that corpse that they were able to survive a long period of time without the nourishment of Yin qi.

However, if one relied on too many things, they would definitely be restricted.

As a result, in the end, they were unable to leave the range of the corpse's chaotic power, and they could not even leave this stone room.

It was also because of this that even if they wanted to possess someone and leave, they had to have bodies with the power of chaos to provide strength to maintain their souls.

This was why they did not possess Wu Shi immediately. Instead, they used the power they drew out to continuously strengthen the other party's body and planned to transform it at the end.

As for the blood sacrifice rituals, they were used to accelerate the drawing of the corpse's power.

Now that Wu Shi was dead, all their hopes had fallen on Jiang Li.

Eight balls of black fog scattered in the mental world to search for the sword cultivator's consciousness. They spread out thick black fog and began to corrode this place.

If his clone was not a fool, he would definitely be forced to fight.

However, at such a critical moment, the corners of Jiang Li's mouth curled up. A ball of cold flames that was suffused with a dark green color suddenly descended from the sky.

The black flames collided with the spreading black fog. The black fog was like cotton candy that had met water. Under the cold flames, a large area was suddenly burned away.

The Ghost Lantern Cold Flame stopped after flying a certain distance and returned the same way. It calmly flew back to Jiang Li's back and slowly rotated.

Jiang Li, who had been waiting impatiently in his mental world, stretched out his hand and pointed down. The nine floating balls of Ghost Lantern Cold Flames on his back shot towards the black fog below like cannonballs and the few evil spirits hidden in the black fog.

Nine large holes were instantly burned in the vast ghost qi black fog.

Three cold flames collided with three of the ghosts, instantly igniting them.

Jiang Li had never tested how powerful the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame was against ghosts. However, once a soul was touched by this flame, there was a high chance that it would not end well.

The three evil spirits wailed in the air as they transformed into a ball of fire. It did not take long before they were completely incinerated by the Ghost Lantern Cold Flames. After all the energy was absorbed by the three balls of ghost flames, they automatically flew back to Jiang Li's back and continued to spin slowly.

"You dare to cause trouble in my mental world? Aren't you tired of living?"

Jiang Li's main body pursed his lips. A few mere ghosts dared to possess his clone.

Another huge sword light flew out from below and easily split the black fog apart!

Coincidentally, an unlucky ghost turned to ash under the Sword Heart Slash wherever the sword light passed.

The remaining four ghosts were immediately dumbfounded. What… What was going on? They had been so confident just now, but in the blink of an eye, half the ghosts were exterminated?

There was no time to care about the situation. They had to run!

In the sky, there was Jiang Li who carried the Ghost Lantern Cold Flame, and in the ground, there was the Parallel Mind carrying the Sword Heart Light Sword on his back. The four ghosts could only hurriedly rush towards the border of the Sea of Consciousness when they invaded.

However, when they turned around to escape, a huge tree had already blocked their path.

The Nine Nether clone also suppressed ghosts and spirits to the point of having no rivals. Countless roots stretched out like agile snakes and bound the remaining four ghosts.

The possession operation that had been determined to succeed suddenly reversed.

The eight ghosts did not even have the chance to resist before they died.

Not long ago, the Sword Heart Slash of the sword cultivator clone was Jiang Li's trump card in the spiritual aspect.

However, in mental battles, the sword cultivator clone was already the weakest now.

He let the Nine Nether clone take the remaining four ghosts away and tried to search their memories.

The sword cultivator clone slowly opened his eyes. In this stone room, only he was left, as well as the huge figure that was still sitting in the middle of the stone room.

The clone tried to look up. As expected, he, who was being modified by the special blood, no longer felt dizzy.

It was the first time Jiang Li had seen the corpse called the Asura God.

This corpse was sitting on a skeleton throne, about ten meters tall.

Jiang Li had seen many huge beasts and should be accustomed to this. However, at this moment, his mind was shaken, and his disappointing heart started to beat rapidly.

Even though he was thousands of miles away, the dragon blood in his body was still stimulated and automatically boiled.

The shock did not come from his size, but an instinctive hostility and fear.

This corpse seemed to be the natural enemy of humans.

Just as he had seen from the corner of his eye, this corpse's skin was completely purple. If one observed carefully, they would discover that there were some strange patterns spreading on the surface of the purple skin.

The three heads were lying there as if they had fallen asleep. Their faces were ugly and fiendish, and there were black and horns on their foreheads. Even though they had been dead for countless years, one could still feel anger on their faces when they saw them.

Below, on the super burly body, there were a total of six arms, each as thick as a pillar. That feeling of strength could be easily suppressed with one hand when the other party was alive.

"Asura God? Or is this just a dead Asura?"

Although this thing was indeed stronger, Jiang Li felt that it should not be at the level of an Immortal or Buddha.

Thinking about it carefully, that kind of chaotic power was indeed strange and very difficult to deal with. However, most of it was only special. The power itself was not much higher than spiritual qi.

On this point, the sword cultivator clone who had consumed the few drops of blood had a say.

Jiang Li could not guess how powerful an Immortal or Buddha was. However, in the current cultivation world, every increase in cultivation realm would result in a huge increase in the spiritual qi of cultivators.

If it was the power left behind by an Immortal, Buddha, or God, it could not have been used so easily, right?

Jiang Li controlled his clone to approach the corpse, but he had just taken a step onto the stone platform when the chaotic force that had gradually calmed down suddenly started to surge!