The Old Blood Fiend Demon’s concept when founding the cultivation path of the Blood God Dao was to refine Pre-Heaven True Unity Qi from Acquired blood, enlighten it, and cultivate it into a Blood God Child.
Once a Blood God Child was formed, it naturally possessed the ability to refine blood.
In particular, the Old Blood Fiend Demon was well-versed in the Way of Shadows; by fusing the Blood God Child into his own shadow, he could cultivate an incomparably eerie, powerful, and sinister Blood Shadow Divine Ability.
At his peak, the Old Blood Fiend Demon needed only a single pounce from his Blood Shadow in battle to instantly refine an enemy’s blood essence.
This immensely powerful ability to draw, control, lock, and absorb blood was built upon the Ten-Thousand Transformation Blood God Talisman that the Old Blood Fiend Demon had comprehended from the Dao of Blood.
As the Blood Fiend Demon Sect and the lineage of the Blood God Dao grew stronger, the Ten-Thousand Transformation Blood God Talisman underwent countless generations of iteration and refinement, becoming one of the foundations of the Blood God Dao lineage.
Using a top-tier divine talisman of the Blood Fiend Demon Sect to deal with two vampires was not quite like using an anti-aircraft gun on mosquitoes, but it wasn’t far off.
Even though Mark’s mental force was still only at the level of an ordinary human, projecting merely a sliver of the talisman’s power, Kristine and Selene outside the glass cell were struck on the spot.
As Kristine and Selene froze in place, Mark’s face turned slightly pale for an instant.
He had almost failed.
Mark had originally thought Kristine, as the chief executive of Blue Umbrella Corporation, would come to see him alone.
To be safe, he had specially nurtured one extra Ten-Thousand Transformation Blood God Talisman.
He hadn’t expected he would actually need it.
Furthermore, the short-haired woman beside Kristine had already stepped into the extraordinary realm.
Forcibly controlling the two women outside the cell subjected Mark’s mind to a considerable backlash.
Fortunately, with his memories of two lives merged, Mark’s mental force was somewhat stronger than that of ordinary people.
His gaze swept across Selene’s strikingly classical yet cold and stunning face, before his attention quickly focused back on Kristine.
“Kristine, it seems my guess was correct.
You truly have completely thrown in your lot with the vampire faction behind the Marcus family.”
“Open the door.
We need to talk face-to-face, not through a transparent cage.”
As Mark’s voice rang out, Kristine tried to resist.
However, Mark quickly concentrated his mind and, pairing it with a Dao seal in his hand, activated the Ten-Thousand Transformation Blood God Talisman inside Kristine’s consciousness realm.
Immediately, an expression of intense agony appeared in Kristine’s eyes.
This pain lasted for a full dozen seconds or so.
Only when Mark dissolved the Dao seal in his hand did an almost visible look of relief emerge in Kristine’s eyes.
Mark elegantly gestured toward the door lock and said, “Kristine, I have always been a gentleman.
Please don’t force me to continue acting rudely, all right?”
Having said that, Mark relaxed his control over Kristine via the Ten-Thousand Transformation Blood God Talisman slightly.
Immediately, Kristine let out a bizarre, low murmur that she could barely restrain.
Pain, relief, and seemingly a subtle sense of overwhelming pleasure.
It was like the immense relief of releasing a long-held bladder.
Kristine soon realized her embarrassing state.
Awkward, helpless, and resentful, she threw Mark a glare, but didn’t attempt any further tricks.
She reached out and scanned her palmprint.
*Hiss!*
Accompanied by a starting sound like a leaking tire, the door of the glass cell quickly slid upward, disappearing into a track inside the ceiling.
Seeing this, a visible wave of excitement and joy appeared on Mark’s face.
Taking a deep breath, Mark remarked with emotion, “The air out here is much fresher.”
“Kristine, I’m going to lodge a complaint with headquarters about you.
Under your management, Blue Umbrella Corporation treats prisoners in a thoroughly inhumane manner.
The air in that cell is far too stale.”
Kristine rolled her eyes and said, “Respected Mr.
Executive.”
“Do I need to remind you that Umbrella Corporation no longer has a headquarters?”
“Furthermore, our underground Hive possesses the most advanced and complete ventilation system.
This was an upgrade implemented across all Hives after headquarters experienced the Raccoon City crisis.”
Raccoon City was once the headquarters of Umbrella Corporation.
However, after the Resident Evil crisis in 2002, all of Raccoon City was reduced to ruins.
Raccoon City was located in Canada.
At the time, the Security Council joined forces with America, led primarily by SHIELD, to blockade the surrounding area and deploy nuclear weapons.
Just as Kristine said, Umbrella Corporation effectively had no headquarters left.
Red, White, and Blue Umbrella Corporations had always operated without interfering with one another.
The chief executive of Blue Umbrella Corporation could basically be said to have upgraded from a regional warlord to an independent kingdom.
So at this moment, Kristine’s words sounded like a dry joke.
Listening to the sarcasm in Kristine’s tone, Mark’s expression quickly turned stern as he said, “So, is that your reason for rebelling?”
“Openly imprisoning the sole heir of Umbrella Corporation.”
“Kristine, tell me: are you seeking to seize my power, my wealth, and my life?”
Once Mark became serious, he exuded an aura of natural authority.
In particular, Kristine could feel with crystal clarity that an extraordinarily intricate, mysterious rune flickered faintly inside her head.
With every command Mark gave, that mysterious rune could control all of her blood.
Without a doubt, her life and death were no longer in her own hands.
A myriad of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.
Kristine sensibly lowered her head, showing a relatively submissive intent to submit.
Only then did the anger fade from Mark’s face as he walked gracefully out of the cell.
Standing 190 centimeters tall, his imposing figure towered over Kristine, looking down at her from above.
At this moment, even without the restraint and control of the Ten-Thousand Transformation Blood God Talisman, the aura emanating from Mark was enough to directly crush any mental resistance Kristine had left.
With her spirit to resist broken, Kristine appeared even more subservient and said, “Mr.
Ashford, I had no intention of harming you.”
“In fact, I only intended to keep your former self under house arrest.”
“On one hand, that was an order from the vampires themselves.”
“On the other hand, I simply didn’t want Blue Umbrella Corporation to fall into the hands of someone who…
wasn’t particularly intelligent.”
Mark Ashford, before awakening his past-life wisdom, had been, plainly speaking, a fool.
It was quite a stretch for Kristine to find the euphemism “wasn’t particularly intelligent” in such a short time.
Mark didn’t want anyone to know about his awakening of past-life wisdom, and he had long since prepared an excuse for his muddled state over the past decade or so.
“When I was born in 1986, the Spencer family already controlled all of Umbrella.”
“My mother unexpectedly died of illness before I even reached my first birthday.”
“My father, even though he was merely a son-in-law married into the family, didn’t survive to see my third birthday.”
“Kristine, sometimes, staying alive is the true wisdom.”