Chapter 517: 伏魔 Blood Map

"This is..."

From a distance, Chen Ling watched the scene with surprise. "Is the museum itself an embroidered tapestry, or has it been forcibly transformed into one?"

This was Chen Ling's first time witnessing an Azure Divine Path domain from such close proximity. Unlike the domains of the Military Divine Path, which were simple yet deadly and filled with the aura of battle, the Azure Divine Path's domain possessed a magnificent and intricate beauty.

Meanwhile, outside another entrance of the museum, Yao Qing watched in utter shock as an elderly figure, riding an embroidered Chinese dragon, soared through the air under the moonlight cast by the wolf's eye.

"Grandma..."

In the sky, Xiao Chunping, riding the dragon, seemed to sense something. Her gaze met Yao Qing's from afar, and a faint smile appeared on her wrinkled face.

With a light tap of her finger, three colorful embroidered horses emerged from the museum. One carried the unconscious Yang Xiao on its back, while the other two rushed to Yao Qing's side, picking him and Su Zhiwei up respectively, before galloping swiftly into the distance.

"Damn it..." Deep within the museum's center, Nie Yu's face darkened as he felt the terrifying aura emanating from all directions.

He hadn't expected Xiao Chunping to be able to unleash such a vast domain. Divine Path users were already rare in Nie Yu's experience, and this was his first encounter with an enemy of a higher rank than himself.

It was only when Xiao Chunping's domain fully manifested that he truly comprehended the immense difference a single rank could make.

"I can't get entangled with this old woman any longer... No matter what, I must kill Su Zhiwei first!"

Nie Yu shifted his gaze from Xiao Chunping on the dragon. His wolf's eye, superimposed with the bright moon, locked onto the three galloping colorful embroidered horses. Gritting his teeth, he swiftly moved in that direction.

As Nie Yu switched targets, faint glimmers appeared in the wolf's eye in the sky. If Su Zhiwei were conscious at that moment, she would have felt her body become incredibly heavy, as if filled with lead, making every movement difficult. Fortunately, she was already unconscious, relying solely on the colorful embroidered horse beneath her for rapid movement.

"Young man, if you want to kill her, you'll have to get past me first."

Xiao Chunping tapped her finger again. The museum around Nie Yu immediately began to writhe, and countless embroidery threads rapidly rose from its edges towards the sky. From a distance, it looked as if a cage was forming beneath Nie Yu's feet, intending to trap him completely.

Nie Yu's expression grew grim. Gripping his hunting knife, he shot forward like a cannonball, his sharp threads furiously cutting through the surrounding embroidery threads. He moved at astonishing speed through the Embroidery Nation of All Things, intent on forcing his way out.

However, his speed was still too slow. As the entire museum gradually dispersed, a massive hexagonal prison began to form in the air. Nie Yu cut through a multitude of embroidery threads to advance, only for even more threads to instantly entangle him, making it impossible to move even half a step, like being stuck in quicksand.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

As her spiritual power rapidly depleted, Xiao Chunping, riding the dragon, began to cough violently. Despite this, her movements didn't falter in the slightest; she remained fully focused on controlling the Embroidery Nation of All Things.

"Young man... your malice is too strong," Xiao Chunping rasped. "Let this old woman... help you temper it... Cough, cough, cough..."

Xiao Chunping raised her hand, and an almost transparent embroidery needle materialized out of thin air. With a flick of her finger, the needle vanished into the air, instantly traveling hundreds of meters before piercing Nie Yu's spine!

Nie Yu, who was frantically trying to fight his way out of the Embroidery Nation of All Things, suddenly let out a muffled groan. The next moment, the flow of his spiritual power abruptly became sluggish!

An invisible embroidery needle rapidly wove through his body, and delicate spiritual threads began to knit within his flesh, as if constructing an incredibly intricate human tapestry inside him!

Nie Yu's movements faltered. He suddenly vomited several mouthfuls of black blood. Not only did his speed and strength visibly decrease, but his spiritual power also began to stiffen, as if locked away, leaving his face extremely pale.

Embroiderer's Path, Sixth-tier skill—Demonic Suppression Blood Tapestry.

"My rank... it's starting to fall??" Nie Yu stared at his hands in disbelief. Everything happening within his body was entirely beyond his comprehension.

Just moments ago, with a large amount of his spiritual power locked away by the human tapestry, he had already dropped from fifth-tier to fourth-tier. He didn't know if this process was reversible, but there was no doubt... his rank was still declining.

At this rate, in no more than three minutes, he would lose all his spiritual power, his ranks and skills would be sealed, and he would become a mere ordinary person.

At this moment, the wolf's eye in Nie Yu's pupils also began to uncontrollably fade. His Eye Wilderness Hunting Ground was already precarious and difficult to maintain.

"I absolutely cannot let this continue!!"

A fierce glint flashed in Nie Yu's eyes. As if making a desperate decision, he reversed his grip on the hunting knife and plunged its jagged, sharp blade into his own chest!

*Thud!*

As the blade entered his body, the sharp threads immediately followed, burrowing into his flesh and battling with the frantically weaving embroidery threads inside him.

Since the old woman could embroider patterns inside him to seal his rank, he could only maintain his abilities by severing the embroidery threads within himself. His blood vessels, bones, and flesh instantly became a battlefield for the embroidery threads and sharp threads. He was willing to inflict irreversible damage upon his body to desperately preserve his skills and rank.

His capillaries began to hemorrhage violently, making him look horrifying, as if he were submerged in blood. He bent over, coughing violently, each cough expelling large amounts of black blood and shredded flesh, a truly gruesome sight.

But if this struggle continued, either the embroidery threads would eventually seal everything he had, or he would simply exhaust himself to death. Nie Yu knew clearly that the only way to survive was to escape the Embroidery Nation of All Things as quickly as possible!

While battling the embroidery threads within his body, Nie Yu gripped his hunting rifle and fired forward, carving out a difficult, bloody path.

Perhaps due to the rapid depletion of spiritual power from simultaneously using both the Embroidery Nation of All Things and the Demonic Suppression Blood Tapestry, Xiao Chunping's coughing grew more violent, and her face visibly paled. The embroidery threads restraining Nie Yu from the outside also began to slow their assault.

This was undoubtedly good news for Nie Yu. If Xiao Chunping were still young, he likely wouldn't have escaped today. But alas, she was old. As Nie Yu gradually transformed into a man of blood, with blood incessantly flowing from all seven orifices, he finally broke through the border of the Embroidery Nation of All Things.

"Damn it... damn it..."

Nie Yu's consciousness began to blur. Every step he took sent agonizing pain through various parts of his body. He was no longer able to pursue Su Zhiwei and, without hesitation, changed direction, fleeing with all his might away from the museum.

As Nie Yu's figure receded into the distance, the embroidered dragon beneath Xiao Chunping gradually dissipated. The nearly ninety-year-old woman, already pushed to her limit, weakly fell from mid-air.

"Senior Xiao!"

A figure in brown robes, stepping through the air, quickly arrived from the distance and steadily caught her mid-fall.

"Senior Xiao, are you alright?" Chen Ling asked worriedly, feeling the old woman's rapid breathing.

"Cough, cough, cough... I'm fine," Xiao Chunping said, her pale hair gradually fluttering down, looking indescribably haggard. She waved her hand. "It's just my age... Even if I were ten years younger today, I would never have let him escape... Cough, cough, cough..."

"I had intended to directly seal his spiritual power and skills, making him a complete ordinary person... I didn't expect him to be so ruthless to himself..."

Chen Ling, using Cloud Steps, gently lowered Xiao Chunping back to the ground.

"Will his rank recover?"

"Theoretically, yes, as long as he removes all the embroidery threads from his body... However, that will take time."

"How long, approximately?"

"At most, a day. If he's ruthless enough with himself... a minimum of half an hour."

"Half an hour..."

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly. He turned to look in the direction Nie Yu had fled, a sharp glint in his eyes.

"Half an hour... that's enough."