93: Battle of Tunan (Part 2)

Blood Philosopher watched as Nether Thunder and Dragon Disregard transformed into two streaks of desperate light, vanishing into the sky in an instant. His heart immediately sank into an abyss of ice!

An indescribable absurdity and fury surged within him! Solving the problem of Xiao Zhuo, who was wreaking havoc in Yuzhou, was originally the duty of Dragon Disregard, the Dominator of Yuzhou!

But what happened? This Dominator Dragon Disregard ran faster than a startled rabbit! And that Nether Thunder, he also showed no responsibility!

Although Xiao Zhuo was one of their Blood Demon Clan's targets for this mission, he was only “one of” them!

Seven Dominators from their Blood Kill Hall fought valiantly here, and now more than half had fallen; even Grand Elder Blood Luo Ming had perished, yet the two main culprits… had fled first?!

A bone-chilling cold replaced the anger, instantly permeating his entire body. Blood Philosopher no longer had any Battle Intent!

The terrifying combat power displayed by this Human Race Xiao Zhuo had, in his mind, risen to the same level as that existence closest to the Ancestor Level among the demons — the Lord of the Void Realm! That was a level sufficient to make any Dominator despair!

Escape! He must escape immediately!

Blood Philosopher did not hesitate. Blood-red light erupted around him, transforming into a desperate blood-red rainbow, fleeing frantically in a direction completely different from Dragon Disregard and Nether Thunder!

The only two remaining Blood Demon Dominators were just about to follow the Grand Elder in their escape when a fatal, bone-chchilling cold, as if it could freeze the Soul, exploded from their spines without warning!

“Grand Elder! Save…” Their faces were twisted with extreme fear, and their roars had just escaped their lips—

Poof! Poof!

Two invisible and formless Thorns of Nothingness, yet containing the power to annihilate the Divine Soul, accurately pierced through their spines!

Under Xiao Zhuo's terrifying Soul Perception, which had reached the fifth stage, second only to the Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class), the Divine Soul locations of these two Dominator Rank Blood Demons were as clear as candlelight in the dark night!

The Thorn of Nothingness easily locked onto its targets! The defensive secret technique runes covering their Divine Souls shattered like thin ice struck by a heavy hammer!

The Divine Souls of the two Blood Kill Hall Dominators were utterly annihilated by the pure power of Nothingness before they could even let out a final wail!

How could mere Early Stage Dominator Rank demons, who did not primarily cultivate the Divine Soul, resist Xiao Zhuo's almost crushing Divine Soul attack, even with secret techniques protecting them?

Xiao Zhuo's icy gaze swept over the three different escape directions. Without the slightest hesitation, his figure transformed into a golden rainbow that tore through the sky, chasing frantically in the direction Blood Philosopher had fled!

In the unseen, a strong premonition warned him — this Devil Head must die!

Blood Philosopher’s Divine Sense had been locked behind him like a startled bird! When he perceived the instant annihilation of his two remaining kinsmen, he didn't even have time for heartache; only a bone-deep fear, almost devouring his sanity, remained!

This fear was second only to facing their Supreme Blood Ancestor!

“Ah—!” Blood Philosopher let out an inhuman shriek, a trace of madness flashing in his eyes! Without hesitation, he fiercely ignited his most precious Blood Origin! His speed instantly doubled!

The golden light, which had been rapidly closing the distance, was instantly outpaced by this furious blood-red rainbow!

“Hmm?” A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Zhuo's eyes, quickly turning into cold mockery, “A death throe… Hmm?!”

The mockery instantly froze! An unprecedented, terrifying sense of crisis, enough to make even his Soul tremble, pierced his heart like billions of ice needles without warning! The source was the frantically burning blood-red light ahead!

While Blood Philosopher was desperately burning his Blood Origin, an inconspicuous blood-red jade talisman in his embrace quietly shattered!

Xiao Zhuo's pupils constricted! He instantly realized that Blood Philosopher was calling upon an extremely terrifying existence! He could no longer hold anything back!

“Boom—!”

The purple flames burning around Xiao Zhuo suddenly intensified tenfold! Like a purple sun ignited in the human world!

He performed three consecutive extreme flashes in the air, as if space itself was compressed and folded!

The next moment, his terrifying Dharma Idol, burning with purple flames and covered in dark-gold Divine Runes, appeared like a teleportation, fiercely intercepting Blood Philosopher!

A giant palm, entwined with destructive energy, descended upon Blood Philosopher's head!

Ultimate Skill — Space Shattering Mark!

Buzz!

The hundred-zhang space around Blood Philosopher instantly solidified like divine iron! Trapping him firmly in the Void Realm!

“Ho… How is this possible?!” Blood Philosopher's eyes were bloodshot, and he shrieked in despair! At this moment, his demonic sword, fused with his innate blood river, was already lost, and burning his Origin had left him severely weakened. How could he possibly have anything left to contend with Xiao Zhuo?!

The shadow of death loomed! A final trace of madness flashed in Blood Philosopher's eyes!

“Roar—!”

The Dominator primordial elixir within him suddenly erupted with dazzling dark-red blood flames! A power, violent to the extreme yet tinged with decay, burst forth!

Burning his primordial elixir! In exchange for a moment of Peak power!

Blood Philosopher's originally broken Blood Demon Dharma Idol instantly recovered to its full power under the infusion of this self-destructive force!

It even appeared more ferocious! He gathered his last, all-corroding blood fiend power and punched towards Xiao Zhuo's Dharma Idol, which was blocking his way! Where the punch wind passed, dozens of miles of mountains and forests below instantly withered and died, turning into a dead zone!

Facing this desperate blow, Xiao Zhuo did not dodge!

His right hand's gigantic thunder blade sliced through the solidified space, delivering a diagonal slash with the resolve to sever Karma, and fiercely struck down!

Rip—!

Brilliant lightning flashed! The Blood Demon Dharma Idol's giant arm, imbued with violent blood fiend, along with half its body, was severed as easily as rotten wood! At the severed point, violent golden thunder raged, preventing any possibility of healing!

Almost at the same instant the thunder blade struck Blood Philosopher!

Xiao Zhuo pointed his left hand skyward!

“Heavenly Thunder Blade!”

Rumble—!

Above the sky, dark clouds churned as if by an invisible giant hand, instantly forming a massive thunder vortex!

A thousand-zhang thunder blade, connecting heaven and earth, entwined with world-destroying power, plummeted from the center of that vortex at a speed beyond thought! Its target was Blood Philosopher's crown, who had been stiffened by Xiao Zhuo's earlier strike!

“No—!!!”

Blood Philosopher only managed to let out a desperate wail before the thunder blade, imbued with majestic heavenly might, pierced through the head of his Blood Demon Dharma Idol!

Boom—!!!

The thousand-zhang Blood Demon Dharma Idol exploded like a giant ignited powder keg, tearing apart under endless thunder! Blood mist, Devilish Qi, and lightning mixed and surged skyward!

A primordial elixir emitting a rich blood-red light and still frantically beating emerged at the center of the explosion, but a giant hand entwined with purple flames and thunder had already clutched it tightly like iron pincers!

At the same time, Xiao Zhuo's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. His Dharma Idol's right hand, fingers together like a sword, pointed out like lightning towards a certain spot in the Void Realm to the right of the primordial elixir!

Whoosh!

A Thorn of Nothingness, fused with the power of Yin Yang Divine Thunder, silently pierced through space!

“Ugh ah—!”

A phantom, mournful, and infinitely venomous shriek, as if from the Soul level, resounded! It was the sound of Blood Philosopher's Split Soul, hidden outside the primordial elixir and attempting to escape, being utterly annihilated!

Having done all this, Xiao Zhuo didn't even look at the aftershock of the explosion. His gigantic Dharma Idol instantly contracted!

His entire being transformed into an extremely condensed golden stream of light, frantically flashing towards Jizhou (Region) at a speed beyond limits!

The seven Dominators of the Blood Demon Clan, at this point — all perished!

Ten breaths later.

At the place where Blood Philosopher perished, space churned like a calm lake hit by a giant rock, suddenly raising monstrous waves!

Rip—!

A black, deep, spatial rift, as if leading to the deepest parts of the Nine Netherworlds, was forcefully torn open by an unimaginable mighty power!

A figure, clad in blood-red robes, with a demonic and handsome face, yet an aura as suffocating as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, stepped out of the rift — it was the Blood Ancestor!

As soon as he stepped out of the rift, his exquisitely handsome face suddenly turned cold! The monstrous killing intent, like a tangible cold tide, instantly froze the space within a hundred-mile radius!

His vast Divine Sense surged outwards like an invisible tsunami, instantly spreading in all directions! The aura of Blood Philosopher's complete demise was as clear as a brand!

“Hmph!” The Blood Ancestor snorted coldly, his Divine Sense sweeping a thousand-mile range, yet failing to capture any strong residual aura.

“Escaped?” A strange glint flashed in his crimson eyes, then he extended a long, pale hand, yet seemingly capable of controlling life and death, and gently pointed at the Void Realm before him.

Buzz—!

The space within dozens of miles rippled like water! Time seemed to begin flowing backward!

The scene that had occurred here a dozen breaths ago clearly replayed and presented itself like an illusion — how Xiao Zhuo easily restrained Blood Philosopher, how he shattered his Dharma Idol with a single strike, how he summoned heavenly thunder to utterly obliterate him, how he annihilated his Split Soul… Every detail was revealed!

“Ant… how dare you!” When he saw Xiao Zhuo kill Blood Philosopher with an almost crushing posture, the intense killing intent in the Blood Ancestor's eyes almost solidified into a sea of blood!

This scene instantly reminded him of another existence — that fellow who, though not of the Three Races, was universally acknowledged by all demons as the foremost person below the Three Ancestors! The Lord of the Void Realm!

The power and dominance of this Xiao Zhuo before him were clearly a replica of that fellow among the Human Race!

But the Lord of the Void Realm had been able to roam freely until now, firstly because he himself was a demon, and secondly because he had grasped the rudiments of Space Law, making it difficult even for Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class) experts to easily capture him. But this Human Race Xiao Zhuo… had grown to such a degree without even their three Ancestors noticing?!

This child must not be allowed to live! He must be strangled!

After watching all the reverted images, the Blood Ancestor's crimson pupils locked onto the direction Xiao Zhuo had fled. His face expressionless, he took a step, and his figure, as if merging into the Void Realm, completely vanished!

Eight hundred miles away.

After continuously performing extreme flashes and flying at full power, Xiao Zhuo finally dispersed his Dharma Idol. Without hesitation, he plunged into a bottomless giant lake below like a swimming fish!

The moment he entered the water, he fully activated the Spirit Concealment Art, converging all his aura, energy fluctuations, and even life signs to the extreme, becoming like the most ordinary stone at the bottom of the lake.

Hoo… That terrifying sense of crisis, like a sword hanging over his head, which had almost suffocated him, slowly receded like a tide.

Xiao Zhuo lay dormant in the cold lake water for a full half-day. When he cautiously tried to float slightly upward—

Buzz!

That fatal sense of crisis, like a startled venomous snake, once again sharply pierced his perception!

“Still here!” Xiao Zhuo's heart tightened, and he instantly sank back to the bottom of the water, “It seems the Blood Ancestor himself has come! And he is constantly searching for my whereabouts!”

He had already guessed seven or eight parts of it.

In this world, who else could make him feel such a strong sense of crisis, besides the three Demon Ancestors and the two Human Race Supreme ones?

Connecting it to Blood Philosopher's identity, the identity of the newcomer was obvious!

A cold anger churned in his heart. Blood Ancestor! Xiao Zhuo secretly swore that one day, he would cleave this old Devil Head into ashes! But at this moment, circumstances were against him; he had to lie low!

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and his gaze turned to the deep lakebed beneath his feet.

“The surface won't work… then to the underground!”

He no longer hesitated, his body sinking to the deepest part of the lake like a swimming Dragon. He infused immense power into a single arm and swung it fiercely!

Boom!

The thick mud, accumulated for untold tens of thousands of years at the bottom of the lake, was swept away in a large area as if by an invisible giant plow, revealing the hard blue rock layer beneath!

A sharp glint flashed in Xiao Zhuo's eyes. His five fingers, pressed together like a knife, plunged fiercely into the hard bluestone!

Pfft!

Like a hot knife through butter, his arm easily sank into the rock layer! Then his muscles bulged, and he yanked it fiercely!

Splash!

A large piece of hard bluestone, several zhang square, was forcibly torn and lifted by him!

He did not stop, repeating the process, relying solely on the terrifying and unparalleled strength of his Physical Body, punching and tearing, like a tireless pangolin, he forcibly excavated a passage leading underground into the depths of the lakebed!

When he had previously conducted a hidden Divine Sense probe, he had already discovered a huge natural underground space existing about ten miles deep beneath this lake!

What he had to do now was to dig down purely by brute force, without using a single bit of true yuan (primal core) or Divine Thought, relying only on this Physical Body, which had been tempered to the extreme by the Heavenly Demon Hegemon Body!

He refused to believe that even someone as strong as the Blood Ancestor could penetrate his Divine Sense tens of miles deep underground and meticulously search inch by inch?!

Moreover, on the panel, the number in the Attribute Points balance column was now flashing with an enticing glow — a full eight hundred thousand points!

Killing nine Dominator Rank demons, plus the countless demons crushed by the aftershocks of his attacks during the great battle in Tunan City… This massive amount of Attribute Points was finally gathered!

Enough for him to cultivate that legendary, almost indestructible — Grand Beginning Glazed Indestructible Body!

Once successful, even if he hadn't yet fully comprehended the Law of Thunder and couldn't truly step into the Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class), he would possess an unprecedented trump card for survival when facing Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class) experts!

Xiao Zhuo's heart burned with fervor, and his digging speed increased. The hard rock was as fragile as tofu in his hands. After half an hour.

Crack!

As the last thick rock layer was dug through, a cold, ancient-smelling current of air rushed out!

Below, there was an incredibly vast and deep underground space!

The lake water instantly found an outlet, surging into the cave! Xiao Zhuo was well-prepared; the moment his body fully entered the underground space, he covered the entrance precisely with the last large bluestone!

Rumble… The sound of water pouring lasted for a moment, then gradually subsided. The pressure of the lake water above squeezed the surrounding mud, quickly sealing and filling the tiny gaps around the stone cover.

Only extremely faint trickles of water, following the texture of the rock wall, dripped intermittently, making hollow and distant sounds.

The underground space fell into an absolute, heart-pounding darkness and deathly silence. Only the “drip… drop…” of the water droplets seemed to tick away the passage of time.

Xiao Zhuo's eyesight in the darkness was like daylight. He cautiously moved several hundred meters, finally sitting cross-legged beside a giant stalactite, resembling a jade bamboo shoot.

He carefully loosened a trace of the outermost concealment of the Spirit Concealment Art.

Hoo… He held his breath, concentrating, and carefully sensed. That fatal sense of crisis, like a sword hanging over his head, did not surge again!

“Indeed!” Xiao Zhuo's heart settled slightly. As he expected, this deep underground was temporarily a blind spot for the Blood Ancestor's Divine Sense search.

But he still dared not be careless in the slightest, reactivating the Spirit Concealment Art to its maximum, erasing his sense of existence to near nothingness.

His consciousness settled, focusing on the Primordial Chaos Golden Scripture, which glowed with golden light.

The next moment, his consciousness seemed to be drawn away, cast into a vast, ancient expanse containing endless white mist — the White Mist Space!