150: Blood Palace vibrates, Refining Void peak

Just as Xiao Zhuo entered the White Mist Space in the Blood Fiend Tower, his Physical Body remained visible on the projection screen.

He stood motionless, as if frozen.

Many in the outside world knew that once a challenge above the fourth floor began, there would be a three-hour rest period after passing each floor.

Many seasoned Cultivators who came to challenge the Tower gathered in one place, discussing Xiao Zhuo.

After all, the next round of challenges could not begin until the person inside the Tower emerged.

Everyone could only wait.

However, a Genius capable of passing the fourth floor of the Blood Fiend Tower only appeared every few years, so witnessing it firsthand was their good fortune; how could they ordinarily watch a battle between Void Refining Realm experts who controlled a Domain with such ease?

Many even took out their jade tablets to call friends and urge them to hurry over and broaden their horizons.

Chen Zhao also took out his Elder jade tablet and quickly sent a message back to the Blood Palace, reporting the news that a Disciple had passed the fourth floor of the Blood Fiend Tower today.

A Prodigy who ranked among the top ten thousand Void Refining Realm Tower challengers throughout history—such a Prodigy would undoubtedly be highly valued by the Blood Palace, especially considering there were currently only a hundred or so Blood Fiend Tower top ten thousand ranked experts remaining within the Blood Palace.

Which one of them hadn't already advanced to the Integration Stage or above, or was even a terrifying existence capable of defeating Undergoing Tribulation Cultivators while in the Integration Stage?

The current Blood Palace Revered Master, Xue Qin, was only ranked over one thousand back then, and now, at Mahayana Peak, she could contend with half-step True Immortals from other boundary realms.

This demonstrated the astonishing significance of being named on the blood fiend stele.

Moreover, Xiao Zhuo was still continuing his challenge, and even had a chance to pass the fifth and sixth floors.

The greatest leap in difficulty in the Blood Fiend Tower challenge was the fourth floor; starting from this floor, challengers would be randomly assigned opponents ranked between nine thousand and ten thousand in their Realm by the Tower Spirit.

The fifth floor involved opponents ranked from six thousand to nine thousand, and the sixth floor from three thousand to six thousand.

In fact, the overall strength of the fifth and sixth floors was nearly identical; the greater difference lay in combat experience and willpower.

Above the seventh floor, one would randomly encounter opponents ranked from one thousand to three thousand, almost all of whom possessed a complete Domain while in the Void Refining Realm.

The eighth floor pitted challengers against peerless Prodigies ranked within the top one thousand, each almost a symbol of the Peak of their era.

As for the ninth floor, it was a challenge round for the top hundred, where challengers could choose any one of the top hundred experts to challenge.

Those in the top hundred were practically existences that overshadowed their generation; each was a king of an era.

The Blood Fiend Tower's origin was mysterious; many of the experts within it did not come from the Blood Demon Realm, or even the Xuanling Realm, but from a much more ancient era.

The Blood Palace's highest-ranked individual currently was the Blood Palace Old Ancestor, Xue Tian.

He was ranked three hundred ninety-one on the blood fiend stele.

The Seven States of the Blood Palace almost simultaneously learned of a new Disciple entering the top ten thousand of the blood fiend stele ranking, and nearly eighty percent of the Inner Sect Elders personally rushed over; those who absolutely couldn't leave dispatched their own true successors to the Blood Fiend Tower.

Their goal was to recruit him first.

If one could recruit a Disciple from the top ten thousand of the blood fiend stele, it would be an excellent Opportunity to strengthen one's own lineage.

There were countless powerful individuals among the Inner Sect of the Blood Palace; at this level, they rarely acted within the Blood Demon Realm, usually participating in extra-territorial wars. Within the boundary realm, with the Palace Revered Master suppressing the old guys, they dared not act presumptuously. Compete in what?

Naturally, Disciples!

Xiao Zhuo instantly became famous throughout the entire Blood Palace.

Outside the Seven States of the Blood Palace, on a floating island shrouded in clouds, white jade palaces were nestled, surrounded by spiritual pools, with immortal birds chirping softly.

A veiled woman sat in a water pavilion, looking at the Sect token in her hand, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Just then, a girl in a pink dress hurried out of the palace, her face filled with joy and curiosity: "Revered Master! Have you heard? Another Prodigy Disciple whose name is on the stele has emerged from the Blood Fiend Tower."

Han Ruoshui looked at her closed-door Disciple with a helpless expression: "Yao'er, I only accept female Disciples. Even if this person is a Prodigy, what does he have to do with my Cold Pavilion Water Pavilion lineage?"

"Ah? Revered Master! You knew?" Ning Yao'er looked at her Revered Master's slightly strange expression and couldn't help but ask.

"You know it! How could your Revered Master not know!" Han Ruoshui reached out and playfully tapped the latter's forehead, "That child's opponent on the fourth floor was precisely my projection from back then."

"Ah?" Ning Yao'er covered her small head, her eyes wide. She deeply understood how strong her Revered Master was; back then, she had the formidable reputation of the 'Ice Demonic Woman'.

Throughout the entire Blood Demon Realm, few of her peers could rival her Revered Master.

Even now, Han Ruoshui, having just entered the Tribulation Crossing Realm, had already slain Peak Tribulation Stage foreign Cultivators on the boundary realm battlefield, her combat power truly astonishing.

How powerful must this person be to defeat her Revered Master's projection?

"Revered Master! I'll go check out his capabilities! I'll report back to you!" Thinking of this, Ning Yao'er gracefully twirled, her toes lightly touching the jade floor tiles, and flew away.

Han Ruoshui naturally knew her Disciple's temperament, shook her head slightly, and a hint of curiosity also flickered in her eyes.

Xiao Zhuo, however, was completely unaware of all the commotion outside.

Two hours passed, and his aura had already surged several times, his Attribute Points once again depleted to only a four-digit number.

The Primordial Chaos Golden Scripture's cultivation reached six thousand years, and his Realm directly broke through the shackles of Soul Transformation, reaching Void Refinement Peak.

His Purgatory Demonic Body was also Cultivated to two thousand four hundred years of cultivation, and his Physical Body Realm similarly climbed to Void Refinement Peak.

But his current Purgatory Demonic Body, fused with multiple Body Refining secret arts and superimposed with numerous powerful Physiques, had long surpassed Realm limitations in its true strength; Xiao Zhuo was confident he could slay an Integration Stage Cultivator with just his Physical Body.

Although there was still time, Xiao Zhuo had already stood up.

At this moment, the Blood Fiend Plaza was already packed with people, at least a hundred thousand at a glance. Outside Cultivators had been squeezed to the edge of the plaza, and by the pavilions, hundreds of experts with profound, ocean-like auras had already set up tea tables and jade stools in an open space, arguing with each other with veiled barbs.

They had clearly already designated Xiao Zhuo as their own Disciple.

Other areas were also filled with Blood Palace members wearing three-colored Disciple robes.

At this moment, purple-robed Disciples were the most numerous, followed by blue-robed ones, while the blood-robed Palace's direct successors were even rarer, with only a few dozen present.

Those who knew each other gathered in groups of three to five.

Inside the Blood Fiend Tower, Xiao Zhuo called out to the Tower Spirit with his Divine Sense, indicating that the fifth floor could be opened.

There was no response, but the environment around him had already changed again.

This time, the environment was an endless yellow sand desert.

Howling winds swept up yellow sand, obscuring the sky and sun. Xiao Zhuo could only erect a layer of magical power shield to block the sand.

A "rustling" sound suddenly arose; beneath the surface of this yellow sand desert, a colossal creature seemed to be moving rapidly.

Xiao Zhuo's Divine Sense instantly spread out, and a brilliant golden light also lit up between his brows.

Just as he locked onto the opponent with his perception...

"Boom!"

Three zhang away from him, a hundred-zhang sand fountain erupted!

A terrifying giant python, with a dark brown horn on its head, burst out of the sand.

Its gaping maw, carrying a Blood Wind, lunged towards Xiao Zhuo!

"It's the Raging Sand Dragon Python ranked six thousand seven hundredth." A white-bearded old man, who was just about to pick up his teacup, glanced at the monster in the projection and identified it. "Tsk, tsk! This beast is famously thick-skinned and tough-bodied, and the Blood Fiend Tower always arranges environments that favor the guardian. This kid's in trouble!"

Several Inner Sect Elder-level experts nearby nodded, all looking quite intrigued.

Ning Yao'er in the crowd looked at the terrifying Dragon Python, her beautiful eyes flashing with shock, muttering to herself: "Six thousand seven hundredth? So powerful, let's see how you handle it!"

As Han Ruoshui's direct successor, she came to watch the battle because she wanted to see just how strong Xiao Zhuo, who defeated her Revered Master's projection, truly was. Deep down, she even hoped he would quickly lose, so it would be easier for her to help her Revered Master regain face later.

But she was destined to be disappointed.

In the boundless desert, Xiao Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly. Facing the giant maw lunging at him, he remained completely calm, his right foot steadily retreating, his right fist tensed like a bowstring, fully charged.

The next instant.

"Boom!"

Xiao Zhuo's right fist erupted with a deafening Qi explosion, and even the space within the Tower rippled in layers.

With one punch, this hundred-zhang Dragon Python, originating from ancient times, was actually sent flying more than ten li!

Its ferocious head was deeply dented by that punch.

The giant python let out a mournful wail in the air.

The onlookers outside watched, dumbfounded.

Even the Inner Sect Elder who first spoke, whose teacup spilled, pouring hot tea into his collar, didn't even notice, just staring wide-eyed at the screen.