In the vast valley, only two places remained untouched by the red mist—Xu Ran and the Peregrine Falcon. The rest were all overcome.

Sensing something amiss, Xu Ran immediately restrained the Innate Qi within his body, preventing it from leaking out, keeping it only in the Sea of Spirit.

Although the Innate Qi returned entirely to the Sea of Spirit, Xu Ran could, with just a thought, unleash endless Innate Qi once more.

The Peregrine Falcon, in its state of soul loss, had previously been protected by Xu Ran’s Innate Qi to prevent any damage, but now, the red mist acted like a rampant thief, absorbing any substance that matched its red hue.

The scene of the red snake devouring the ghostly green mist was still vivid in memory. No one knew if its consumption would harm the body; even if not, Xu Ran dared not take the risk, for the Peregrine Falcon’s body was in peril since its soul was lost.

If the Peregrine Falcon’s body suffered any changes, even if the soul was later recovered, there would be untold hidden dangers that could erupt at any moment, potentially affecting major events.

Therefore, Xu Ran chose the most prudent approach, reclaiming all the Innate Qi that clung to the surface of its body.

A swift point of Xu Ran’s finger caused a mysterious golden rune to rise out of thin air, its complex patterns dizzying and incomprehensible.

The golden rune Xu Ran crafted swiftly floated towards the Peregrine Falcon, and upon touching its body, a golden light burst forth from its surface.

At that moment, when the dazzling light rose, the Peregrine Falcon, already devoid of any aura, seemed to have its heart’s beat halt, its eyes lifeless as if it were a living dead bird.

"Sealing the Innate Qi and Kunpeng Bloodline within Xiaobai’s body for now should solve the problem!"

Xu Ran murmured softly as he gazed at the gold-lit Peregrine Falcon.

The mysterious rune he had just crafted was meant to seal the powers within the Peregrine Falcon.

Even though it was in a state of soul loss, the Kunpeng Bloodline within it still instinctively acted to protect itself.

Should the Peregrine Falcon suffer uncontrollable damage, its Kunpeng Bloodline would subconsciously activate to protect itself, which, for the heart that kept absorbing the green mist from the valley, might be the perfect source of energy replenishment.

A careless mistake could draw its attention, and then, it would be too late.

Having done this, Xu Ran again cast his gaze at the red heart in the sky above the valley.

Compared to the beginning, this red heart had undergone intense transformation.

Now the heart was surrounded by a deep red glow, as if it had just emerged from the eighteenth level of Hell, with threads of red light trailing around it. Upon closer inspection, these red threads bore flesh cells, as if torn from a human body.

Just as Xu Ran was carefully observing,

the blood-red mist emerged from the massive Earth Split like a desperate believer, rushing madly towards the crimson heart in the valley’s sky.

These red mist threads quickly condense into substance, forming strands of red light in the air.

These red threads, agile as red snakes, twist and coil, interlocking to weave a blood web that seemed to want to imprison all things within its grasp. Anything touching this blood web was fated for inevitable destruction, crowding around the crimson heart as if trying to dispel the surrounding air entirely. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Initially, red threads emerged like spider silk from the Earth Split, as if summoned by the crimson heart, like soldiers obeying orders relentlessly from all directions, surging towards the heart with every move, carrying a rhythm hard to decipher, like a celebration.

The foremost red thread touches the light emanating from the crimson heart and gets absorbed instantly, with one thread encircling the heart like a dancer, brightly crimson, capturing the gaze.

Then.

Two threads, three threads, four threads, ... countless red threads intertwine, weaving together layer upon layer, resembling distinct muscle fibers.

Xu Ran watched this scene as a picture involuntarily flashed in his mind, the image of a person being woven.

The scene before him now was exactly like that picture!!!

As the red threads multiplied, their intertwining and weaving intensified in speed, ultimately becoming like red lightning clashing above the valley, scattering red light in all directions.

In this process, some red threads rushed towards the heart like birds while others, like craftsmen, gradually weaved the entire frame.

Gradually, above the crimson heart, a human-shaped head outline slowly emerged, as the red threads contoured a skull and facial features, eventually creating a head resembling that of an ordinary person above the heart.