164: Blood Sky Will

An indescribably profound Aura flowed forth, not an earth-shattering pressure, but carrying a peculiar rhythm of "Freedom and Unfetteredness," as if transcending the Kill and clamor of this place.

The first to emerge was not the protagonist, but Xue Qin, dressed in a scarlet palace gown, her face exquisitely beautiful yet as cold as ice.

Her steps were unhurried, her gaze, like cold stars, swept over the various envoys below the platform, and her powerful Aura instantly silenced the noisy whispers.

Her appearance, in itself, represented the will and majesty of the Blood Palace.

"Greetings, Palace Revered Master!" The envoys of the three direct organizations were the first to bow, their attitudes respectful. The envoys of the Five Great Sects also reined in their Aura and bowed slightly.

Xue Qin did not speak, merely stood to the side of the hall entrance, her gaze fixed on the depths of the hall.

The next moment, a figure slowly stepped out.

It was Xiao Zhuo, under the identity of Xue Hai.

He wore a magnificent golden-patterned blood robe, a stark contrast to the richly dressed, imposing dignitaries from all sides.

His face was calm, his eyes as deep as an ancient well, showing not the slightest ripple.

After the life-and-death tempering in the Blood Fiend Tower and his secluded cultivation, the sharpness he possessed seemed to have receded to the extreme, leaving only a profound, returning-to-simplicity temperament.

His appearance did not bring the imagined overwhelming Aura or phenomena; instead, it seemed somewhat "ordinary."

But this "ordinariness," appearing in this situation, before the position of the Holy Son of the Blood Palace, carried an indescribable sense of strangeness and oppression.

"Hmph!" A cold snort, suppressing dissatisfaction, suddenly rang out, coming from Old Demon Tian Tu of the Slaughter Demon Palace. His giant, bell-like eyes stared intently at Xiao Zhuo, and a violent killing intent, like a tangible tide, tentatively surged towards him. "Is this the new top ranker of the Blood Fiend Tower? His Aura is unremarkable. Could it be that the Blood Palace has no one left?"

The Vicious Beast beneath him also let out a low roar, its fangs bared.

This pressure, imbued with violent killing intent, was enough to cause an ordinary Earth Immortal's mind to collapse.

However, when that pressure reached about a zhang in front of Xiao Zhuo, it dissipated silently, like a mud ox entering the sea.

Xiao Zhuo didn't even lift an eyelid, as if it were just a gentle breeze brushing his face.

A cold glint flashed in Xue Qin's eyes, and she lightly raised her jade finger, flicking it towards Old Demon Tian Tu in the Void Realm.

"Pfft!"

With a soft sound, the incomparably fierce Vicious Beast beneath Old Demon Tian Tu seemed to suffer a heavy blow. Its massive body stiffened abruptly, then let out a sharp wail. Its huge form was forcibly pressed to the ground by an invisible, immense force, its four hooves deeply embedded in the crimson crystal, blood oozing from its mouth and nose, its eyes filled with terror.

The bone armor on Old Demon Tian Tu's body also let out a creaking sound under the strain. His face instantly flushed, his internal Qi and blood surged, and that violent killing intent was forcibly suppressed back into his body by an even colder, more domineering will.

"The Blood Palace's grand ceremony does not tolerate wild dogs barking." Xue Qin's voice was devoid of emotion, as cold as ice, her gaze like a blade scraping across Old Demon Tian Tu. "If there's a next time, leave your claws behind."

Old Demon Tian Tu's face turned cold, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. He could only clench his teeth tightly, his eyes lowered, not daring to utter another word.

This completely awed everyone present with their various intentions. Even Immortal Master Profound Bone's pupils contracted slightly, and he shed the last trace of his disdain.

Xiao Zhuo seemed oblivious to all this. He did not stop his steps, walking directly towards the Saint's throne prepared for him.

His gaze swept over the crowd with their varied expressions, lingering for an extremely brief moment on Immortal Master Profound Bone.

Immortal Master Profound Bone keenly caught this glance, and at the same time, a very faint but mind-shaking resonant fluctuation suddenly emanated from a Soul jade he had been nurturing in his sleeve!

This fluctuation, and the mark containing a trace of his Ancestral Revered Master's remaining Aura, given to him by the Old Ancestor before he set off, which could sense the Aura of the Sacred Soul Sect's Legacy Jade Slip, were now faintly echoing each other!

"It's indeed in his hands!" A storm raged in Immortal Master Profound Bone's heart, but he showed no change in expression. Only the look in his eyes towards Xiao Zhuo became incredibly profound and complex.

Xiao Zhuo calmly sat on the Saint's throne, while Xue Qin flew to the highest observation platform. Below her sat two young men in golden-patterned blood robes, as well as seven terrifying Vice Palace Revered Masters, and further down were numerous Inner Sect Elders of the Blood Palace.

Xiao Zhuo slightly raised his eyes, looking towards the blood-stained sky, as if waiting for something.

Just then, the sky above the entire Blood God Peak suddenly darkened. Boundless Blood Clouds furiously gathered, forming a giant vortex that covered the firmament.

A terrifying pressure, transcending all living beings, as if it were the Incarnation of the entire Blood Demon Realm's will, descended with a tangible roar!

In the center of the Blood Cloud vortex, a pair of indifferent, ancient, blood-colored eye phantom slowly condensed, as if they could pierce through eternity. They slowly opened, looking down upon all living beings on the Blood God Platform.

Old Ancestor Blood Heaven! Although not his true body, merely a projection of his will, it caused the entire Blood God Continent to fall silent, making all unruly powerhouses, including Old Demon Tian Tu and Immortal Master Profound Bone, involuntarily bow their heads, their very Souls trembling!

The enthronement ceremony was about to officially begin, under the gaze of the Blood Demon Realm's foremost individual.

And the intentions of the various forces, beneath that supreme pressure, became even more turbulent and treacherous.

In the center of the Blood Cloud vortex, those indifferent blood-colored giant eyes slowly swept across the entire Blood God Platform. Boundless pressure, like a tangible tide, washed over the Soul of every living being.

All the envoys lowered their heads even further, their breathing becoming cautious, as if the slightest movement would invite disaster.

Old Demon Tian Tu's muscles were taut all over. The fierce Aura that had been suppressed by Xue Qin completely extinguished, leaving only reverence from the depths of his Soul.

In this absolute silence where all beings bowed, a grand, cold voice of will, as if descending from the Nine Heavens, resonated directly in the hearts of every living being, like a declaration of Law: "Xue Hai..."

The voice was not loud, yet it contained an irresistible majesty. Every syllable seemed to stir the Origin power of the Blood Demon Realm.

The Blood Clouds in the sky surged in response, the vortex spun faster, and a blood-colored pillar of light, condensed to the extreme, as if composed of pure blood-colored Law, suddenly projected down from the center of the vortex, its target directly at Xiao Zhuo, who sat on the Saint's throne!

"Shall be Our Blood Palace's... Third Holy Son!"

"Boom—!"

The blood-colored pillar of light instantly completely engulfed Xiao Zhuo's figure!

The light was extremely dazzling, containing terrifying energy capable of easily obliterating a Heavenly Immortal, yet it also carried a sacred Aura of enthronement.

The entire Blood God Platform was illuminated crimson, and the air silently twisted and wailed.

It's here! Xiao Zhuo's heart tensed. He had long known that Blood Heaven would appear at the Blood Palace Saint's enthronement ceremony!

This pillar of light was both the ultimate glory and the most terrifying scrutiny and restraint.

Once it penetrated deep into his soul infant, Xiao Zhuo wasn't sure if the Thousand Illusions Demonic Art could still deceive it!

He dared not be negligent in the slightest. Deep in his Sea of Consciousness, the "The Way of Freedom" he had comprehended in the Blood Fiend Tower was pushed to its extreme.

At the same time, his soul infant split, and a pure soul infant, already condensed, appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.

The main soul infant, under the power of the Thousand Illusions Demonic Art, vanished into the Sea of Consciousness, leaving only the Split Soul in its place.

His entire being seemed to transform into a part of the blood-light, allowing the violent and pure Blood Fiend Origin power to wash over and purify his physique and Divine Soul.

He opened himself up, letting the vast power pour entirely into his Split Soul.

His Aura steadily climbed within the pillar of light, his golden-patterned blood robe flapped, and the pervasive rhythm of Freedom and Unfetteredness around him formed a subtle harmony with the Blood Fiend light pillar, as if he was born to bear this power.

On the high platform, Xue Qin's gaze pierced through the blood-light, firmly fixed on Xiao Zhuo. A trace of imperceptible surprise flashed in the depths of her cold eyes.

She could clearly sense that the immense power contained within the light pillar was being "accepted" by Xiao Zhuo in an incomprehensible way. It wasn't forceful absorption, but a harmonious blend, like water and milk.

That "Freedom and Unfetteredness" Aura was particularly prominent at this moment.