92: Mutant lightning tribulation, escape from the secret realm

Chen Jian's words were like a drop of fresh water poured into boiling oil, instantly making everyone's hair stand on end.

One had to understand that while the Blood Spirit Secret Realm seemed vast, it was merely a single space.

If Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing underwent their tribulations simultaneously, everyone present would become sacrifices under the Lightning Tribulation.

At this moment, Jiang Yan deeply regretted not killing the two of them in one hit; if he had dealt with them violently and directly, the current scene wouldn't be happening.

Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing both let out hearty laughs, as thunderclouds had already appeared in the sky above the Secret Realm.

“Su Chen, you may be very powerful, but you forgot that we are both at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection. As long as our minds communicate with heaven and earth, this Lightning Tribulation will descend.” Ye Qingfeng pointed at the surrounding Blood Sons, laughing wildly, “You all shall die with us!”

“Rumble...”

Above the firmament, thunderclouds churned like ink. Purple-black tribulation lightning wove through the clouds, emitting a world-destroying pressure. The entire Secret Realm trembled, and cracks split the ground as if even heaven and earth feared this double Lightning Tribulation!

“Madmen! You two are madmen!” Chen Feng's face was deathly pale. He turned to flee, but as soon as he took a step, a small lightning snake struck down before him, blasting a ten-zhang deep crater into the ground. The Heavenly Tribulation had locked down this space; no one could escape!

Jiang Yan looked up at the descending thunderclouds, a hint of solemnity finally flashing in his eyes. Despite all his calculations, he hadn't expected Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing to dare to drag everyone down with them!

“Hahahaha!” Lu Xing’s hair was disheveled, and he looked like a madman. “Su Chen, don't you love to scheme? Aren't you very strong? Now see who is the chess piece!”

Ye Qingfeng spread his arms, letting the aura of the tribulation lightning wash over his body, and sneered, “To take all you prodigies with us to the grave, it's worth it!”

“Crack!”

The first bolt of the Lightning Tribulation struck down quickly, but it wasn't aimed at the two undergoing the tribulation, Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing; instead, it went straight for the top of Jiang Yan's head!

In a flash, the Soul Bead in Jiang Yan's hand instantly glowed with an eerie light. Immediately after, Yu Kejiao, who had been hiding near Lu Xing, flew out to block the strike above Jiang Yan's head.

“Since you want to play...” He looked toward Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing with a sinister grin, “then let's see who dies first!”

“Boom!”

A towering blood light soared into the sky, and Yu Kejiao's Puppet body instantly turned to ash.

Seeing this, the smiles on Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing's faces froze, because the second bolt of heavenly lightning was now striking down toward them.

“Boom! Crack!”

The second bolt of heavenly lightning struck down like a furious dragon, the blinding light turning the entire Secret Realm deathly white. Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing hastily summoned their protective Magic Treasures, only to see the lightning split in mid-air, transforming into dozens of small lightning snakes that bombarded them from all directions!

“Pfft!”

Ye Qingfeng's heart-protecting mirror shattered instantly, and a lightning snake pierced his shoulder, bringing out a spray of blood mist. Lu Xing was even worse off; three lightning snakes simultaneously pierced through his abdomen, and the smell of charred flesh immediately filled the air.

“Su Chen!!” Ye Qingfeng's eyes were nearly splitting. He never imagined Su Chen would use Yu Kejiao's Puppet body as a scapegoat to forcefully transfer the power of the first bolt of the Heavenly Tribulation!

Jiang Yan stood at the edge of the Lightning Tribulation, bathed in a blood-colored radiance. He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing pearly white teeth. “What? Didn't you want to take me with you?” He suddenly pointed at the sky, “Look, the third bolt is coming!”

The two looked up in horror to see an unprecedentedly terrifying pillar of lightning condensing in the clouds. This was no longer an ordinary Foundation Establishment Lightning Tribulation, but a mutated heavenly punishment that seemed to have been enraged by something!

“No...” Lu Xing stumbled back, but Jiang Yan suddenly flicked out two gold needles that accurately pierced their ankles. Their bodies instantly went numb, and they could no longer move a single step!

“No one escapes here, so just wait to be struck by lightning!” Jiang Yan's voice was like the whisper of an evil spirit. “I'd like to see which of us dies first!”

The moment the lightning pillar struck down, the last thing Ye Qingfeng saw was Jiang Yan's blood-colored pupils... which were even more piercing than the lightning.

The moment the lightning descended, Jiang Yan threw out countless Talismans and Magic Treasures. He stood within the Lightning Tribulation with a distorted face, his blood-colored pupils reflecting the lightning glare ahead.

“Boom! Crack!”

Ye Qingfeng's protective Sword Qi shattered like thin paper, and Lu Xing's Magic Treasure armor vaporized instantly. Their two figures twisted, carbonized, and finally turned to ash in the blinding white light.

“Pfft...”

Jiang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he was in a wretched state, a smile of having narrowly survived appeared on his face.

After the lightning dissipated, a bottomless ravine appeared in the ground.

Just as he turned to see if any Blood Sons had survived, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

“Crack!”

A sound like glass breaking came from the sky. The canopy of the Secret Realm had been split open by the Lightning Tribulation, and a bloody Qi flooded in like a torrential wave.

“Quick, let's... go!” Chen Jian crawled up in a wretched state, surrounded by a floor of shattered Magic Treasure fragments.

The perpetually silent Su Qingyan turned pale. With a forceful wave of her right hand, a tiny exit appeared in the sky above the Blood Spirit Secret Realm.

“If we make it out alive, you must compensate me for my losses!” The battered Zhou Ling glanced at Su Chen, grabbed Chen Jian, and flew toward the sky.

Jiang Yan didn't waste any words. He quickly reached Su Qingyan, picked her up, and flew toward that tiny exit.

As Zhou Ling and Chen Jian passed through the tiny exit, it actually began to shrink.

‘Is it too late?’

Seeing the exit getting smaller and smaller, Jiang Yan violently threw Su Qingyan upward. The girl's petite body shot toward the exit like an arrow.

At the same time, he turned and formed hand seals. His body erupted with an unprecedented Blood Fiend Qi; he intended to use his body as a shield to block the oncoming torrential blood Qi.

Countless crimson blood Qi currents, like a flood, soon covered the entire Secret Realm.

“Su Chen!!” Su Qingyan's scream came from outside the Secret Realm.

“Boom!”

The moment the torrential crimson blood Qi touched Jiang Yan's body, it immediately caused a chemical reaction. A massive explosion instantly tore the entire Blood Spirit Secret Realm apart.

Jiang Yan's body was sent flying into the Secret Realm's exit like a broken sack. The moment he disappeared from the Secret Realm, the raging waves of the entire realm immediately fell into a standstill.

This was followed by countless spatial tears until everything became pitch black and eternal... When Jiang Yan crashed heavily onto the plaza ground, what met his eyes was Su Qingyan's tear-streaked face and the surrounding Blood Cloud Sect Disciples who were gathering information... “It's good to be alive...”

Seeing Su Chen close his eyes, some Disciples instantly panicked.

“It's fine, he just fainted.” Peak Master Wang Bozhao came to Jiang Yan's side and said, then turned his gaze toward Chen Jian and Zhou Ling. “Why did the Blood Spirit Secret Realm collapse?”

Chen Jian and Zhou Ling looked at each other and recounted what had happened in the Secret Realm, though they glossed over the things Su Chen had done.

Besides, even if the Peak Master knew of Su Chen's actions, he would only be scolded at most, or perhaps punished with a loss of resources. After all, Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing were the ones who underwent the tribulation; they were the culprits.

Hearing that Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing had dared to undergo their tribulations in the Secret Realm, Wang Bozhao's brow furrowed deeply.

But upon careful analysis, the two had clearly understood how important the first place was for them this time.

“Sigh.” Wang Bozhao let out a sigh and waved his hand. “Fine, I will report this matter to the Sect Master. You all go back and rest. As for the rankings, we will decide after deliberation.”

Hearing the Peak Master say this, Chen Jian and Zhou Ling breathed a sigh of relief. They were truly afraid the matter would be further investigated.

With the collapse of the Blood Spirit Secret Realm, today's Blood Son Battle could only end prematurely.

As for the aftermath, it could only be decided after the Peak Master and Sect Master finished their discussion.

At night, a light breeze stirred the leaves on the ground.

Blood Fiend Peak, Sect Master Hall.

After Wang Bozhao finished reporting the collapse of the Blood Spirit Secret Realm, the young man on the high seat remained very calm, showing no emotion.

Seeing that the Saint did not speak, Chen Tianhe said, “The Blood Spirit Secret Realm can be rebuilt, but the lost Blood Sons cannot be replaced. In my opinion, the priority is to replenish our strength, as we are unable to go out as wanderers.”

“Then let the Elders take their place for now; it's time they contributed some effort.” Blood Washing Peak Peak Master Feng Xiaoyu suggested.

“That's the only way for now. However, regarding this year's Blood Son rewards, I think it's better not to issue them. As for the rankings, let's count each as one victory.” Blood Sword Peak Peak Master Zhu Xiaoyun said.

“I have no objection,” Wang Bozhao echoed.

“I have no objection either,” Feng Xiaoyu and Chen Tianhe echoed simultaneously.

With all four in agreement, they turned their gazes back to the young man on the high seat.

“Ye Qingfeng and Lu Xing—sacrifice their entire clans to the Blood Altar.” The young man rose, his voice low. “In three days, reconstruct the Blood Spirit Secret Realm.”

Upon hearing this, the four Peak Masters rose and bowed, watching the young man depart.