365: Return to the Blood Demon Realm

In Jing Xiong's Sea of Consciousness, the Dao rune, which contained all his insights into the Dao of Battle, was brutally crushed by an irresistible will!

The intense pain originating from the Origin of the Dao instantly tore through his Divine Soul, and the agony of his Dao Foundation crumbling swept through his entire body!

His aura plummeted like a burst dam, falling from the Middle Stage of Immortal King all the way down, finally barely clinging to the threshold of the Early Stage of Immortal King, his Realm unstable and tottering!

"Pfft—!" Jing Xiong spat out another mouthful of vital blood, his massive body, as if its bones and tendons had been removed, painfully curled and twitched in the Void Realm. His fierce bear eyes now held only boundless fear and terror.

One finger!

Just one finger! The opponent's casual flick of a finger had crippled his Dao Foundation, which he had cultivated for tens of thousands of years! What kind of monster was this?!

Xiao Zhuo stood in the air, his gaze under the blood-colored halo as cold as an abyss, sweeping over the struggling Jing Xiong below, then over the Heavenly Bear Army fleet in the distance, which was silent as cicadas in winter.

Killing intent surged in his heart, but reason ultimately prevailed—killing Jing Xiong now would be as easy as turning over his hand, but it would surely attract the attention of Emperor and other old monsters of the Heavenly Court.

The Blood Demon Realm's advancement was imminent; adding more variables was not wise.

"Today, for Emperor's sake, I spare your life. I cripple one of your Daos as a slight punishment. Scram!"

The cold voice, like a chilling wind from the netherworld, clearly pierced the eardrums of every Heavenly Bear Army soldier, and like a heavy hammer, it struck Jing Xiong's heart.

The Heavenly Bear Army fleet awoke as if from a dream, turning their ships in terror and hastily initiating a spatial jump.

Jing Xiong cast a final, extremely fearful glance at the tall, slender figure, enduring the intense pain and weakness of his crumbling Dao Foundation and falling Realm, transforming into a dim streak of light, and fled in a sorry state towards the main ship, unable to even leave a single harsh word.

Xiao Zhuo watched as the hundreds of giant ships transformed into light and disappeared, then raised his hand to retrieve He Chongxiao's shattered demonic Immortal yuan dan from the Void Realm. With a flash, his figure had returned to the Flowing Silver Flying Ship.

Before Wang Xianzhi and his/her siblings could ask, Xiao Zhuo tossed over the yuan dan, which, though shattered, still contained immense immortal power essence.

"This is that demonic Immortal yuan dan. Although most of its essence has been lost, it's enough to save you two the trouble of refining immortal power, and it will suffice until you reach the Heavenly Immortal or even Profound Immortal Realm. When refining it, just be careful to extract the immortal power within." Xiao Zhuo's tone was calm.

"Thank you for your generous gift, Young Master!" Wang Xianzhi and Wang Xianyu's faces immediately broke into joyful smiles, and they bowed in unison to express their gratitude.

"Hmm, we've been delayed for a while, so speed up." Xiao Zhuo nodded.

"Yes!"

The subsequent journey was calm and uneventful.

A day later, a boundary realm planet, far larger than an ordinary Middle Thousand Worlds, appeared at the edge of the spaceship's vision.

"Is that the Blood Demon Realm? Is Young Master from this boundary realm?" Wang Xianyu leaned against the porthole, curiously examining the seemingly unremarkable but astonishingly large planet, murmuring to herself.

Wang Xianzhi's eyes also flickered with anticipation and excitement.

Xiao Zhuo had already informed them of the purpose of this trip—to help them seize an Opportunity of Luck belonging to them in this great tribulation of advancement!

This place, perhaps, would be their blessed land for ascending to Immortality!

Inside the cabin, Xiao Zhuo's Main Body's gaze penetrated the porthole and landed on a seemingly empty part of the Void Realm, a faint curve playing on his lips.

He had already detected the hidden location of the Heavenly Bear Army—Jing Xiong had not fled far, but had led the remaining fleet to lie in wait in a spatial rift hundreds of millions of miles from the Blood Demon Realm.

As the spaceship drew closer to the Blood Demon Realm, Xiao Zhuo's gaze narrowed slightly.

A phantom figure quietly emerged from his glabella, rapidly solidifying, eventually transforming into a figure identical in appearance to his Main Body—this was precisely the Clone he had meticulously refined.

The Clone's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, its gaze instantly transforming from initial blankness to alertness.

Xiao Zhuo had already infused a Divided Soul and a portion of his Divine Sense into the Clone, which were now perfectly fused.

At the same time, Xiao Zhuo's Main Body, like rippling water, silently vanished from the cabin.

During his earlier investigation, he had detected more than one powerful, hidden, and obscure aura.

Clearly, the Heavenly Bear Army was not the only party coveting the Blood Demon Realm's advancement feast!

Xiao Zhuo would naturally not return with his Main Body.

He was currently too powerful; his Main Body simply could not set foot in the Blood Demon Realm before it completed its final transformation.

Therefore, he chose to return with his Clone, carrying a wisp of his Divine Soul and The Two Little Ones.

His Main Body, like those hidden unknown visitors, would choose a secret Void Realm and await the opportune moment.

He was well aware of Xue Tian's methods and estimated that the Blood Demon Realm had a high chance of successfully Undergoing Tribulation.

However, what kind of trump cards did Xue Tian possess to contend with these numerous covetous powerful enemies?

It would likely only become clear when the Blood Demon Realm successfully passed its Heavenly Tribulation, and the Great Thousand World's Origin first emerged, with its Luck at its peak.

How could he, Xiao Zhuo, miss this grandest of feasts?

The Flowing Silver Flying Ship continued forward.

When only ten thousand miles remained to the Blood Demon Realm, one could clearly see the majestic war fortresses floating behind the boundary/boundary.

Above the fortresses, powerful True Immortal Divine Senses, like searchlights, continuously scanned the Void Realm outside the boundary/boundary, maintaining strict vigilance.

Xiao Zhuo's Clone had now arrived in the main control room.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

The Two Little Ones hurriedly saluted.

Cloud also lightly leaped from Wang Xianyu's embrace, carrying a waft of fragrance as she landed on Xiao Zhuo's shoulder, her small nose sniffing inquisitively, her eyes revealing confusion.

Xiao Zhuo casually picked her up by the scruff of her neck and tossed her back into Wang Xianyu's embrace: "Hold her tight."

He cast his gaze towards the thick, solid blood-colored boundary/boundary and said in a deep voice: "The boundary/boundary's strength has doubled. Activate maximum power and force our way in!"

"Yes, sir!" Wang Xianzhi responded solemnly, his hands gripping the control stick.

The Blood Demon Realm's boundary/boundary at this moment was more than three times thicker than when Xiao Zhuo had left!

Ordinary Quasi-Immortals within the boundary realm would find it difficult to break out, and Heavenly Immortals and above from the outside would have no hope of breaking in.

However, Xiao Zhuo had already transferred the mark bestowed by Xue Tian to his Clone, so he would naturally not be repelled by the boundary/boundary.

Just as the Flowing Silver Flying Ship, amidst its roar, was about to collide with the boundary/boundary—

Deep within the Blood God Hall, above the secret altar of the underground palace.

Xue Tian, who was fully refining the last Middle Thousand Origin, felt a slight stir in his mind, and his brow subtly arched.

"That brat Xiao Zhuo... he's back? And quite timely!" Xue Tian's massive hands, which controlled the universe, continuously formed seals, and vast immortal power condensed before him into a scorching furnace that seemed capable of melting heaven and earth.

Within the furnace, a giant sphere of light, emanating a Chaos halo and representing the Origin of the Blood Demon Realm, was greedily and dominantly drawing and devouring a much smaller sphere of light beside it—that was the last external Middle Thousand Origin!

Buzz—!

The Flowing Silver Flying Ship vibrated violently, successfully penetrating the tough boundary/boundary.

On the Clone's arm, the blood-colored mark suddenly grew hot.

Xiao Zhuo knew that Xue Tian was aware of his return.

Along the way, several powerful True Immortal Divine Senses from the boundary/boundary fortresses swept over the spaceship, but upon sensing Xiao Zhuo's aura, they immediately retreated like a tide, not daring to offer the slightest obstruction.

The spaceship proceeded unimpeded, soon reaching the sky above the Endless Abyss, where the seven Blood Palace continents were enveloped by a massive blood-colored barrier/boundary.

At the entrance to the barrier/boundary, the Flowing Silver Flying Ship slowly descended.

Its unique design immediately attracted the gazes of countless Blood Palace Disciples coming and going.

When the hatch opened and Xiao Zhuo's familiar figure stepped out, exclamations instantly erupted all around:

"It's the Blood Sea Saint!"

"The Saint has returned! He must be here to help our Blood Demon Realm overcome this great tribulation!"

"Greetings, Saint!"

Xiao Zhuo's illustrious achievements in the Blood Palace in the past allowed many old Disciples to recognize him at a glance.

Besides Xue Tian and Xue Qin, no one knew his true name; Blood Sea Saint was his prestigious title in this boundary realm.

"Young Master, why do they call you Blood Sea Saint?" Wang Xianyu sidled up to Xiao Zhuo, her large eyes full of curiosity, and asked in a hushed voice.

Xiao Zhuo turned and lightly flicked her smooth forehead with his finger.

"Ouch!" Wang Xianyu cried out in pain, covering her forehead and looking at him reproachfully.

Xiao Zhuo's lips held a faint smile: "It's just a codename for traversing this boundary realm."

The siblings, knowing Xiao Zhuo's true name and having seen many of his Incarnations, asked no further questions.

Xiao Zhuo took a step, about to head towards the barrier/boundary entrance.

A blood-colored streak of light, like a startled swan, shot out from deep within the barrier/boundary, instantly landing before him.