342: Blood Demon Realm News

The Xue Tian imprint, which Xiao Zhuo had obscured with the Heavenly Illusion Saint Art for over a hundred years, began to tremble slightly at this moment without any warning!

Back then, Xiao Zhuo had only used a secret technique to mask the imprint's sensing ability, not completely erase it.

If Emperor Xue Tian were to investigate through the imprint, he would only "see" Xiao Zhuo still "training" somewhere in the Demon Realm, his cultivation remaining at the "Heavenly Immortal Realm" level.

For over a hundred years, this imprint had been like a dead thing, silent and still.

Its sudden movement instantly piqued Xiao Zhuo's interest.

"Xue Tian... finally couldn't hold back?" Xiao Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, "Could it be that the Great Thousand World promotion he's been planning for so long is about to begin?"

A wisp of Divine Sense probed into the crimson imprint, and a majestic, unquestionable voice immediately boomed in his mind:

"Xiao Zhuo! My Blood Demon Realm has gathered nine Origin of Middle Thousand Worlds, enough to trigger the Great Tribulation of Promotion! Return quickly!"

"Indeed... he gathered them!" Divine light flowed in Xiao Zhuo's eyes, profound and unfathomable.

A Middle Thousand World upgrading to a Great Thousand World!

This was a rare and heaven-shaking Opportunity within the boundary sea!

All beings who participate in and assist the promotion will receive massive Luck blessings from the will of the boundary sea!

The Luck would be distributed according to the size of their contribution.

Once the promotion succeeds, the amount of Luck Emperor Xue Tian, as the leader, would obtain would be so immense that it would even be enough for him to contend for a Karma saint position!

However, Xiao Zhuo's current vision had long surpassed what it was back then.

His heart was clear; if Xue Tian thought he could succeed with only his Golden Immortal-level trump cards, it would be wishful thinking!

The problem was not with the power level of the Great Tribulation of Promotion itself, but rather that during the promotion process, there would inevitably be powerful enemies obstructing his Dao!

The birth of a new Great Thousand Realm Domain would inevitably shake the interests of countless powerful beings.

The Blood Demon Realm, being within the territory of the Immortal-Demon Realm, would first and foremost face the fierce counterattack from the Immortal-Demon Realm!

Once the Great Tribulation of Promotion begins, it cannot be stopped.

During this period, the Blood Demon Realm's world barrier would receive temporary blessings from the will of the boundary sea, making it impossible for any strong individuals whose cultivation exceeded the world's limit to forcibly enter or leave.

This meant that the Immortal-Demon Realm indeed could not directly interfere with the Blood Demon Realm's interior during the Great Tribulation.

But!

Once the Great Tribulation passed and the will of the boundary sea receded, that protective Talisman would disappear... what would await the Blood Demon Realm would undoubtedly be the Immortal-Demon Realm's thunderous suppression!

Unless Xue Tian could instantly condense a saint position with the immense Luck at the moment of successful promotion, it would be impossible to resist!

"Xue Tian... what other trump cards are you hiding?" Xiao Zhuo absolutely did not believe that this far-sighted master of the Blood Demon Realm would be a reckless individual.

Could it be... that he was confident in forcibly assaulting a saint position at the moment the promotion was completed?

Everything was a mystery, but Xiao Zhuo instantly made a decision: go back! Not only to go back, but also to bring Wang Xianzhi and his/her siblings!

This was a heaven-sent fortune!

Wang Xianzhi and Wang Xianyu were already blessed with Luck, and although not as Heaven-Defying as the protagonists in Xiao Zhuo's previous life, they could still be called Prodigies.

If they could get a share in this Great Tribulation of Promotion, they would undoubtedly gain unimaginable great benefits!

With their current Tribulation Crossing Realm cultivation, going deep into the tribulation, as long as they acted cautiously and with some of his methods, they would also have the power to protect themselves.

However, Xiao Zhuo himself had reached Peak Great Luo, and his true Realm far exceeded the current capacity of the Blood Demon Realm, so his Main Body could not enter at all.

But this wouldn't stump him—he could simply refine a Clone!

Based on the Blood Demon Realm's foundation, having integrated nine Origin of Middle Thousand Worlds, its internal energy Rank should have increased, enough to give birth to Immortal-Demon mineral veins, and accommodating Profound Immortal-level existences should be no problem.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhuo waved his hand, and a pitch-black wooden block, seven feet tall and three feet wide, appeared out of thin air on the deck.

Subtle thunder patterns flowed on the surface of the wooden block, emitting a rich aura of life creation and pure thunder power—it was Creation Thunder Origin Wood!

This was a top-grade Materials for refining a Clone, reaching Low Grade Saint-Grade, and was one of his past spoils of war.

With its status, refining a Profound Immortal-level Clone was more than sufficient.

If not for concerns that the Blood Demon Realm had not yet been promoted and its capacity limit was insufficient, he would have preferred to refine the Immortal King remains he had obtained earlier in the Place of Cessation of Grief into a Clone.

After all, the stronger the Clone's strength, the greater its role in the Great Tribulation, and the more promotion Luck it would ultimately share.

Having made up his mind, Xiao Zhuo sat cross-legged on the deck of the dark gold tower ship, forming hand seals, activating Dao fire, and began to focus on refining his Incarnation.

The dark gold tower ship, meanwhile, sailed steadily through the vast boundary sea on its own.

Without using the Great Dao of Space to open a wormhole, it would take about a month for the tower ship to fly back to the Immortal-Demon Realm.

This period of time was just enough for him to initially complete the refinement of this Incarnation.

"Calculating the time, by the time I finish refining the Incarnation, the Prodigy Grand Competition those two little ones are participating in should be nearing its end..." Xiao Zhuo knew in his heart.

At that time, he would only need to expend some power to open a spatial wormhole directly to the Blood Demon Realm, and the speed would definitely far exceed the travel speed of ordinary Heavenly Immortals.

He was not in a hurry.

Immortal Realm, Penglai Holy Land.

Penglai Holy Land was the birthplace of the Heavenly Court's Haotian Saint Emperor, holding a transcendent position in the Immortal Realm with unfathomable foundations, and had given birth to more than one Saint in history!

This once-in-a-millennium Immortal Realm Prodigy Grand Competition was held within this Penglai Holy Land.

The Three Great Sacred Lands of the Immortal Realm were all independent worlds peeled away from the Main Body of the Immortal-Demon Realm by Saint-level existences using supreme creation Divine Ability.

They were connected to the Luck of the Immortal-Demon Realm, yet they were worlds unto themselves.

The concentration of immortal spiritual Qi here far exceeded that of ordinary treasure lands in the Immortal Realm by more than ten times!

Within the Holy Land, there were also one hundred and eight blessed lands that seized the creation of heaven and earth!

The quality of each blessed land far surpassed the one Wang Xianzhi had previously obtained.

At this moment, deep within one of these blessed lands, a world covered with towering ancient trees and winding vines.

Wang Xianzhi leaned against a gnarled ancient tree, sitting cross-legged.

His robes were torn in several places, and his exposed skin bore scars of varying depths, but the green jade tablet hanging at his waist had accumulated more than a dozen.

He was fully circulating his Cultivation Technique to heal his injuries.

Three layers of precise Formations were set up around him.

The outermost layer was a Qi concealment Formation, perfectly hiding his aura.

The middle layer was a monitoring Formation, with invisible Divine Sense ripples spreading out like a spiderweb, vigilantly scanning an area of several miles.

The innermost layer was a low-grade earth rank defensive Formation flowing with earthy yellow light, like a solid barrier.

With these three layers of Formation protecting him, Wang Xianzhi's taut nerves finally relaxed slightly.

He was confident that ordinary opponents would find it difficult to detect his tracks, and even if discovered, the defensive Formation would buy him precious reaction time.

The current Wang Xianzhi had shed his childishness, growing into a young man with sharp facial features and keen eyes.

His eyes were slightly closed, but under his long eyelashes, his gaze, like a hawk's, occasionally flashed with a cold glint—he was continuously scanning his surroundings for any disturbances through the monitoring Formation.

Extreme caution was ingrained in his bones.

Tens of thousands of people participated in the Prodigy Grand Competition, and this blessed land was merely one of the arenas, where ten thousand people competed, and only those who collected ninety-nine jade tablet could advance in the ranking competition!

Such rules also meant that, within this blessed land, probably only dozens of people would ultimately emerge.

Those top Prodigies would certainly not be satisfied with a mere ninety-nine, and would relentlessly hunt for more.

Wang Xianzhi had already encountered several waves of strong enemies, but fortunately, he was always the one left standing.

Besides the covetous Prodigy opponents, this blessed land world itself was also full of dangers—powerful Vicious Beasts were also hunting the intruders.

If one was defeated, they would be instantly teleported out of the game by the powerful beings monitoring this Realm, eliminated!

However, this Realm also offered other Opportunities, and if obtained, they would be one's own fortune.

Wang Xianzhi didn't know if his sister was in the same Realm as him, but he had only one belief in his heart—he must win!

The slots for the Grand Competition were incredibly precious, and Young Master must have paid an unimaginable price to send them here.

He absolutely could not disappoint Young Master!

As Medicinal Pills were ingested, their medicinal power spread, and his Cultivation Technique circulated to its extreme, Wang Xianzhi's superficial injuries healed and disappeared at a visible rate.

Suddenly, his aura surged, as if breaking through some invisible shackles, instantly becoming several times stronger!

Middle Tribulation Crossing Stage!

He had actually made a Breakthrough while healing after an intense battle!

"Young Master!" Wang Xianzhi clenched his fists, his eyes bursting with astonishing brilliance and determination, "I, Wang Xianzhi, will definitely claim a spot in the top ten! I will not fail your nurturing!"

He let out a low shout, raised his hand, and the Formation Flag arranged around him transformed into streaks of light, flying back into his sleeves.

His cultivation had broken through to the Middle Tribulation Crossing Stage, and his strength had surged.

Except for those Prodigies from the Holy Land who had reached the Mahayana Realm, ordinary opponents were no longer worth his attention!

The Grand Competition was restricted to those under a thousand years old.

If not for the age restriction and his relatively shallow cultivation, he would even dare to contend for the top position!

However, among the contestants this time, there were many older Prodigies who had cultivated for eight or nine hundred years, their Realm having reached the Mahayana Realm, or even the Middle Stage and Late Stage Mahayana.

No matter how confident Wang Xianzhi was, he dared not boast about claiming the top spot, but he had full confidence.

Apart from those few top-tier Late Stage Mahayana Prodigies, he might even be able to fight against ordinary Middle Stage Mahayana cultivators now!

The top ten was worth fighting for!

As long as he entered the top ten, he would gain the qualification to enter the Penglai Holy Land's Creation Immortal Pool for baptism!

This Opportunity, if placed outside, would be enough to make even Immortal King magnates willing to pay half their family fortune to secure it for their descendants!

As soon as Wang Xianzhi withdrew the Formation, and before his body had fully straightened, his expression suddenly turned stern!

In his Divine Sense perception, an extremely subtle energy fluctuation was rapidly approaching from the dense forest to his front-side!

Without any hesitation, his combat state instantly activated!

The thunder surge sword appeared in his right hand, electric arcs leaped, emitting a low hum.

His left hand had already gripped several Talisman shimmering with golden light and containing violent thunder power.

Behind him, nine crystal-clear precious beads, containing profound runes, appeared out of thin air, encircling his body, ready to be unleashed!

His gaze was like lightning, firmly locked onto the direction from which the fluctuation came.