I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

That was a gigantic head!

The features were all there, looking exactly like a human face.

But it was simply too large, turning entirely into a thick city wall, cutting off the way back.

When Han Zhan looked at it, it simultaneously opened its eyes, and at the moment the giant head opened its eyes, the world lost all its colors.

A dark whisper once again buzzed in Han Zhan’s ears, except this time, it wasn’t the incomprehensible language from before.

He could understand it, and he could hear it!

"Outsider."

As it spoke, the dark red sky around Han Zhan vanished, along with Li Lingzhen and Li Wu standing beside him.

The head grew larger and larger in Han Zhan’s eyes.

"You’re not a human of this world. I can feel a breath of another world from you."

Its gaze was like a torch.

Originally, "gaze like a torch" was an adjective, but when applied to it, it’s a literal description.

Its opened eyes were like two oversized searchlights, emitting two incomparably bright beams.

The moment the light shone on Han Zhan.

The Bodhi Treasure Tree in Han Zhan’s sea of consciousness suddenly spread wide as the light fell on it.

The towering Bodhi Treasure Tree emitted a unique sacred brilliance of the supreme treasure, and this brilliance fell on Han Zhan like an indestructible umbrella.

"This is..."

When the giant head saw the Bodhi Treasure Tree, its voice paused.

"I see, no wonder you can withstand the pollution and come here without becoming polluted, it’s because of it."

Han Zhan was sprinkled with tiny starlight, and his spirit remained clear.

"Are you the Demon God?" Han Zhan asked with a tone of confusion.

It’s said that the Blood Pool is the birthplace of the Demon God, so who else could appear at the deepest point of the Blood Pool if not a Demon God?

"I am not a Demon God."

Unexpectedly, it gave an answer that Han Zhan did not expect.

The shock was about to grow even greater.

The main body of that giant head continued, "I am Chi You."

I am Chi You!

This response was like a thunderbolt that streaked across Han Zhan’s mind, leaving him completely astonished.

Impossible. That was Han Zhan’s initial reaction, and he even suspected that this was still the spiritual pollution within the Blood Pool, causing him to hallucinate.

The reason is simple: Chi You is the Great Chief of the Jiuli Tribe, and he’s clearly alive and well, so how could he possibly be nothing but a head and appear at the deepest part of the Blood Pool?

There’s no reason!

When Han Zhan received this information, his mind was instantly overwhelmed, as countless pieces of complex knowledge mixed in, accompanied by the sentence "I am Chi You," trying to directly burst Han Zhan’s sea of consciousness.

Once a person’s sea of consciousness bursts, they would become a blank-minded fool.

This is much simpler than killing him.

Thankfully, Han Zhan’s sea of consciousness had been tempered by the Bodhi Treasure Tree countless times, greatly enhancing its capacity and endurance.

The massive jumble of knowledge and memories did not overwhelm him.

With this, the situation instantly reversed.

The seemingly useless jumble of massive knowledge and memories was slowly digested by Han Zhan, and he finally clarified one thing:

The person in front of him, with only a giant head left, is indeed Chi You!

"This is truly shocking news."

Han Zhan looked at it and murmured.

"You didn’t have your head explode upon learning this, indeed, with its presence, I bet right."

The gaze of Chi You’s head was torch-like as it continued to watch Han Zhan, elevating its tone, perhaps seeing hope for the first time after being dormant for so long.

"As you see, I am the Great Chief of the Jiuli Race, Chi You, and now I am at the deepest part of the Blood Pool, with only a head surviving, barely holding on."

"And the reason for all this is —"

"Corrupt!"

The words from Chi You’s head aligned with the conclusions Han Zhan derived from digesting the complex memories.

From the very beginning, Han Zhan had always pondered one question.

If the Corrupt could invade the Yellow Emperor Tribe and turn them into hosts of the Corrupt, why did the Jiuli Tribe remain unscathed?

Initially, Han Zhan convinced himself that the Jiuli Tribe had entities like the High Priest who could devour the Corrupt and stop its parasitic spread.

But from the recently obtained memories, Han Zhan realized that his initial assumption was gravely mistaken:

The High Priest could indeed devour the Corrupt and create something like white Holy Land to restrain the Corrupt.

This wasn’t because the High Priest was exceptionally powerful, but because the High Priest was born from the Blood Pool, a "toolman" specifically created by Chi You to protect the Jiuli Tribe!

It was only after Chi You was betrayed by the Corrupt in the Blood Pool that the High Priest appeared.

The High Priest was never a member of the Jiuli Clan; they were a group of special life forms created by Chi You as tools!

"The Blood Pool is indeed the birthplace of the Demon God. I entered the Blood Pool hoping you understand why after digesting those memories."

Han Zhan slightly nodded, affirming Chi You’s head’s words.

Chi You wanted to enter the Blood Pool, go deeper into its core, because he wanted to emulate the Demon God, or rather, seek a breakthrough to become a new Demon God.

He almost succeeded!

"To defeat the Yellow Emperor, knowing the Corrupt appeared in the Blood Pool, I still risked entering its deep end."

"But just as I was about to succeed, the Corrupt ambushed me, causing me to ultimately fail, unable to ascend to a new Demon God, and remain eternally trapped in this Blood Pool."

"If it weren’t for your appearance this time, I might have had to continue in solitude for who knows how many ages."

The tone of Chi You’s head didn’t seem feigned.

"I can’t help you return to life," Han Zhan said regretfully; he wasn’t lying.

Chi You’s current state is very peculiar, no longer within the realms of life and death; he is clearly still alive, but only as a head.

Chi You’s head did not coerce Han Zhan, "I understand. For me to truly come back to life, there’s only one way: to find my original body and reintegrate my soul with it."

"Once reintegrated, I’ll become the true Demon God Chi You, and engage in the final battle with the Yellow Emperor!"

"Is this what you want me to do?" Han Zhan probed.

"No. Finding my original body is too challenging for you at the moment, nearly impossible. Since you can see me and hear what I say, I hope you accept my gift."

"In return for accepting my gift, I hope you defend the Jiuli Tribe and prevent the fake Chi You from eradicating the Jiuli Race’s foundation!"