401: Agreement

As the three figures disappeared into the world sand, a grain of sand, originally inconspicuous, suddenly glowed with a faint golden light, like an arrow shot from a bowstring, streaking towards the depths of the surging, forbidden black mist ahead!

In the distance, Miula, who had just stabilized her figure, and the three streams of light further behind, who had barely escaped the completely collapsed boundary realm, all clearly captured that tiny golden gleam disappearing into the boundless black mist.

"world sand?!" Miula's beautiful face instantly turned ashen, and a strong sense of regret and unwillingness flashed in her eyes, "If only I had known these outsiders possessed such a Divine Power..."

She thought fiercely, if she had known this earlier, she would have used that hidden item, even at the cost of sacrificing her Divine Kingdom's fanatical believers, to keep it!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three figures exuding powerful Divine Might, accompanied by spatial fluctuations, instantly appeared beside Miula, who was suspended in the Void Realm, her Aura fluctuating and her heart full of regret.

It was Akmond, Gers, and Labillio.

"The Holy Realm... is completely finished!" Akmond's face, carved like obsidian, was clouded with gloom, and a chilling Aura that made one's bones ache emanated from him, his voice as deep as an abyss's echo.

"Void Holy Realm, our Foundation for hundreds of thousands of years!" Gers, the God of War, heavily placed the giant sword, which seemed capable of splitting stars, back into its scabbard on his back, his voice cold and resolute, "Although many believers have been gathered into the Divine Kingdom, at least one-third of the outer believers have been lost! Our strength has greatly diminished, and to gain a foothold and contend for territory in other sanctuaries, we must unite!"

Miula coldly scanned the three gods, the accumulated dissatisfaction and resentment in her eyes almost solidifying: "Unite? Hmph!" She sneered, her tone icy and biting, "You three do as you please! I... am going to the Misty Nebula!"

As soon as these words were spoken, an unusual glint burst forth almost simultaneously in the eyes of Akmond, Gers, and Labillio!

"Misty Nebula?!" Akmond took a step forward, his Aura oppressive, and directly interrogated, "Miula! You really do have clues about the 'Holy Key'! In the turmoil of that year, the Supreme disappeared, and who doesn't know that the Holy Key ultimately fell into the hands of your Father God—the Lord of Light! All Supremes disappeared in the Misty Nebula, and there must be a shocking secret within! We have cooperated for hundreds of thousands of years, do we not even have this much trust? Why not reveal the bottom, perhaps we can still lend you a hand!" Labillio's deep voice carried a hint of imperceptible urgency, his huge Dragon eyes fixed on Miula.

Although Gers did not speak, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword and his sharp gaze already indicated that he was on the same side as Akmond and Labillio.

Miula's gaze suddenly turned icy, and the Divine Power of light and darkness around her faintly boiled: "With you three useless individuals, you want to turn against me?"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the Void Realm dropped to freezing point, swords drawn and bows bent, on the verge of eruption!

On the other side, in the Blood Demon Realm, the Blood Palace's seven floating continents.

Xiao Zhuo's Divine Sense, like an invisible tentacle, cautiously probed the surging forbidden black mist outside through the world sand.

Being in the Blood Demon Realm, his vigilance remained completely unfazed.

With Xue Tian, it was a superficial cooperation, but in reality, they were at odds.

If not for their mutual apprehension, they would have probably already fallen out.

Within this Blood Demon Realm, absolutely controlled by Xue Tian, Xiao Zhuo naturally proceeded with caution at every step.

In the back garden of Mingchang Hall, Immortal Qi permeated among exotic flowers and plants.

Xiao Zhuo stood with his hands behind his back, with Dilamon, whose Aura was restrained, standing beside him.

Clear footsteps approached from a distance.

"Xiao Zhuo, Old Ancestor requests your presence at the Blood God Hall." Xue Qin's clear and cold voice sounded from behind, carrying a hint of indescribable complexity.

Xiao Zhuo was not surprised; his Divine Sense had long covered a hundred miles, and he had detected Xue Qin's arrival long ago.

He nodded slightly and instructed Dilamon, "Wait here."

Before his words finished, he took a step, and his figure dissipated like ink into water where he stood.

Xue Qin looked at the spot where Xiao Zhuo had vanished, emotions surging in her demonic red eyes.

That little fellow whom she could have casually crushed back then had now grown into an existence she could not fully comprehend.

Even the gray-robed elder behind him had an Aura as profound as an abyss, unfathomable.

Although she had digested the Luck of the Great Tribulation and advanced to the Peak of a Demon General, the gap between her and Xiao Zhuo was now like a chasm.

Xiao Zhuo's figure appeared silently in the center of the grand and solemn Blood God Hall.

Thirty-six colossal pillars entwined with ferocious Blood Dragons supported the dome, and Xue Tian sat high on the blood-red throne, his oppressive power like a prison.

Seeing Xiao Zhuo appear out of thin air, Xue Tian did not even lift an eyelid, getting straight to the point, his voice booming: "Xiao Zhuo, it's time for this Old Ancestor to see how much Origin you've salvaged from that ruined realm, isn't it?"

Xiao Zhuo's expression was calm, his tone indifferent, his posture already on equal footing with Xue Tian: "Old Ancestor, we are still traversing the Dark Realm; it's too early, isn't it?"

Xue Tian's blood-red eyebrow raised, carrying an undeniable domineering Aura: "With world sand as a vessel, what are mere forbidden black mists worth mentioning! Returning to the boundary sea will only take a day! What other changes could there be?"

His crimson eyes locked onto Xiao Zhuo.

Xiao Zhuo remained silent, merely returning Xue Tian's gaze calmly, his eyes as deep as an abyss.

The hall fell into an oppressive silence.

After a long while, Xue Tian let out a sigh of unclear meaning: "It seems you still don't trust this Old Ancestor."

Xiao Zhuo's lips curled into a faint arc, as if stating a trivial matter: "Old Ancestor. This place is, after all, your Blood Demon Realm. If this Junior were to hand over the Origin now... I'm afraid I might not be able to leave this realm safely, would I?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Tian, instead of getting angry, let out a low laugh: "Hahaha! Good boy! Cautious enough! Speak, your conditions!"

Xiao Zhuo had already prepared his thoughts and clearly stated: "Firstly, the Luck I deserve, not a single bit less. Secondly, Old Ancestor must hand over all information you know about the Dark Realm to me. Thirdly, the transaction location will be outside the Blood Demon Realm, after we return to the boundary sea. Finally, I also want one Blood Wood and one Cold Ice attribute Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure each, derived from the Blood Demon Realm's advancement." He paused, "Additionally, my people will leave with me at that time; Old Ancestor need not trouble yourself."

Blood light swirled in Xue Tian's eyes, clearly weighing the pros and cons rapidly.

A moment later, he nodded slightly: "Agreed!"

Immediately, he looked at Xiao Zhuo again: "Now, can you finally let me see it?"

Xiao Zhuo no longer hesitated, waving his hand.

In an instant, a clear projection appeared in the main hall—it was the core of his Zizai World!

At the center of the projection, a chaotic colored light sphere, dozens of feet in diameter, floated silently, exuding a vast, boundless, and heart-palpitating Origin Aura!

And the light sphere representing Xiao Zhuo's own Zizai World's Origin, less than a foot in diameter, was as tiny as a firefly compared to the bright moon in front of this colossal object!

Uncontrollable ecstasy instantly burst forth in Xue Tian's eyes!

The vastness of the Origin contained within that chaotic light sphere far exceeded his estimation!

Just by visual estimation, the total Origin of this light sphere seemed to even exceed the current Origin reserves of the entire Blood Demon Realm!

How could he know that what Xiao Zhuo displayed was merely one-third of the Origin he had hidden in his Zizai World!

More Origin had already been sealed layer by layer by Zizai Immortal Power, concealed deeper within, and a large portion of the Origin was still within Dilamon's Divine Kingdom.

The Blood Demon Realm had just advanced to the Great Thousand World, its Foundation already at the bottom among the three thousand boundary realms, and even one-tenth of the remaining Origin of the Void Holy Realm was enough to crush the current Blood Demon Realm.

Xiao Zhuo caught the hint of ecstasy in Xue Tian's eyes, understood, and a timely "candid" smile appeared on his face.

Indeed, even this cunning old demon, as sly as a ghost, would never have imagined that such a massive amount of fused Origin, originating from two of the top fifty strong realms, was still sealed within a long-fallen, shattered boundary realm!

Perhaps shocked by the amount of Origin "displayed" by Xiao Zhuo, Xue Tian did not continue to dwell on the details, and readily agreed with Xiao Zhuo: once the world sand successfully passed through the forbidden black curtain and returned to the boundary sea, the transaction would immediately be completed in the Void Realm of the boundary sea.

When Xiao Zhuo returned to Mingchang Hall, Wang Xianzhi and his siblings, Cao Xiaochuan, Yuan Tian, Bai Huang, An Shi San, and other trusted subordinates were already waiting there.

"Revered Master!"

"Revered Master!"

"Revered Master!"

Upon seeing Xiao Zhuo, everyone respectfully saluted.

Xiao Zhuo waved his hand, walked directly to the main seat in the hall and sat down, his gaze sweeping over everyone: "I have already discussed with Old Ancestor Xue Tian that upon returning to the boundary sea, I will take you all out of the Blood Demon Realm. At that time, you will follow me to the Demon Realm."

Everyone in the hall reacted differently:

The Wang Siblings' expressions were calm, as if they had long anticipated it.

A hint of complex difficulty flashed in the depths of Cao Xiaochuan's eyes, as if he had concerns.

While Yuan Tian, Bai Huang, and An Shi San, these three absolute confidants of Xiao Zhuo, showed excitement and eagerness.

For them, the Blood Demon Realm, having just advanced to the Great Thousand World and with a shallow Foundation, was far incomparable to the Immortal-Demon Realm.

Moreover, the relationship between Xiao Zhuo and Xue Tian was delicate, and whether they would be friends or foes in the future was still unknown, so remaining in the Blood Demon Realm was definitely not a wise choice.

Xiao Zhuo also noticed Cao Xiaochuan's abnormality and cast his gaze upon him.

Cao Xiaochuan immediately lowered his head and knelt in a bow: "Revered Master! This Disciple has a request! I beg Revered Master to grant it!"