229: Chapter 229 Asura King

After a few breaths, a blood-red bird flew out from Mother Yaksha's palm and hovered in the sky.

They were not hot-headed youths like Lin Bei, so they immediately displayed the appearance of the fragments before the blood bird.

"Chirp!" The blood bird let out a long cry and soared into the high sky, circling a few times as if sensing the aura of the fragments.

Mother Yaksha and the others watched this scene with great anticipation.

However, the next instant, the expressions of the four changed drastically.

They saw that the blood bird seemed unable to lock onto a direction, and immediately after, it slowly dissolved into nothingness in the air.

"Tch!" A chorus of boos erupted from the crowd outside. "Is that it? That's all?"

Only a small number of Cultivators who understood the Shura World had the exact opposite reaction.

The Second Ancestor and Third Ancestor exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion. "What is going on? This is impossible."

In the seats behind, the Fifth Elder of the Asura Clan was also full of confusion, muttering to himself, "It makes no sense, it makes no sense…"

"Fellow Daoist Xu Kun, is something wrong?" Li Chun, the Great Saint of the Spirit Devouring Sword Clan, clearly did not understand the key to this.

Before the Fifth Elder could explain to him, the four Great Saints in the projection had already given him the answer.

"This… this situation means there are no more fragments in the Shura World?!" the Great Saint of the Underworld exclaimed.

"Who? Who took the fragments?!" The Great Saint of the Evil Ghost Clan looked ferocious.

"Quick!" Mother Yaksha was the first to react. "Return to the altar!"

The Great Saints of the other three clans changed expressions. "Let's go!"

Six hours later, after traveling at full speed, the four finally returned to the location of the altar.

Four black-robed Great Saints flashed forward to meet them. "What's going on?"

"Brother Zhao, has anyone from the Zombie Clan returned?" Mother Yaksha asked urgently.

"Hmph… Great Saint Yaksha, are you looking down on us with that question?" One of the black-robed figures was immediately displeased.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, do not misunderstand; that is not what we meant!" The Great Saint of the Ghost Clan quickly mediated and then informed the four of the reason.

"Are you saying that all the fragments might have already fallen into the hands of the Zombie Clan?" the external support Great Saint of the Evil Ghost Clan said slowly.

"Although it sounds incredible, it seems that must be the case…" Mother Yaksha's tone was unpleasant.

"However, those two old zombies definitely do not have this ability. I suspect that damned Lin Bei is causing trouble behind the scenes again!"

The people present were stunned, then nodded one after another. "That's right! It must be him!"

"What kind of method did this guy use to find all the fragments? How could it be so fast?"

"Hmph! It must be some opportunistic trick. Fellow Daoist, you don't think he hunted Mist Beasts to obtain enough asura spirit, do you?"

"Fellow Daoist, you joke… I would rather believe that he was flying in the air and happened to get hit in the head by a fragment!"

"Hahaha…" The group laughed. "So what if he found all the fragments? We will join forces to set up a Formation here and see how he steps onto the altar!"

After the discussion was finished, everyone stopped hesitating and began to set up the Formation.

Above, a faint shadow watched this scene, frowning slightly.

"A Formation jointly set up by eight Middle Stage Great Saints? It matters not…"

"However, that brat, having slipped away right under my nose, actually found all the fragments so quickly? Where exactly is he hiding?"

A moment later, he smiled again, returning to his calm demeanor as if everything was under control.

"It doesn't matter. Once I activate the Asura Altar, everyone in this world will be drawn here!"

Naturally, all the Cultivators inside and outside the arena could not see this shadow.

But the discussions and actions of the eight Great Saints were enough to cause a sensation among them.

"Did you hear that? The Great Saints said that the external support for the Zombie Clan is not dead! And he found all the fragments!"

"Not necessarily! Even the Third Ancestor couldn't find him. The Great Saints are inside, and just because they don't know about this matter doesn't mean he isn't dead!"

"Exactly! Perhaps the Great Saints of the four clans failed to kill him, but he died at the hands of a Yao Beast!"

One day later.

As Mother Yaksha finished the last hand seal, a light barrier covering a radius of a thousand miles suddenly appeared, enclosing the altar in the center.

"It's done!" One of the black-robed figures laughed. "With such a Formation, even if a Peak Great Saint arrives, we can block them for a while!"

The other Great Saints were also very satisfied and nodded, just about to speak.

Just then, a sudden change occurred!

The originally ancient and desolate altar suddenly emitted spots of red light, which then became increasingly intense, with streaks of red light shooting into the sky.

Finally, the entire altar turned blood-red, as if stained with blood, emitting waves of a bloody stench.

"What is going on?!"

Watching this eerie scene, the few Great Saints present were confused and could only remain secretly vigilant.

After the altar turned blood-red, a pattern of the same color slowly emerged.

The complexity of the pattern made these Great Saints frown, as if looking at it for a few more moments would cause them to sink into it.

However, an instant later, their expressions changed drastically.

The blood-red pattern suddenly expanded, and the Formation that they had been so satisfied with just moments ago shattered in an instant, as if it were made of paper.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft…" The eight Great Saints present all spat out a mouthful of blood, looking in disbelief at the huge pattern floating above the altar.

"Asu… Asura Blood Sacrifice?!" One of the black-robed figures seemed to remember something, his voice trembling as he uttered these words.

"Oh?" Abruptly, a figure appeared in the center of the altar. "Someone actually knows about my Asura Clan? Let me see who it is."

As he spoke, the figure pointed a finger, and the black-robed person had no power to resist; all his disguises were shattered into dust.

Outside, this sudden change left almost everyone stunned.

Seeing the appearance of the black-robed person now, many exclamations still erupted.

"He… he is a Great Saint of the Giant Demon Clan! I've seen him before!"

"What? The Giant Demon Clan, that is a clan listed alongside the Asura Clan as one of the Eighteen Royal Clans!"

"I remember that this person was invited by the Evil Ghost Clan. To think the Evil Ghost Clan has such ability!"

Inside the projection.

A flash of light appeared in the eyes of the Great Saint of the Giant Demon Clan as he bowed slightly to the figure on the altar. "Junior Zhao Dezhu of the Giant Demon Clan, I never thought the famous Asura King would still be in this world!"

"What? He is the Asu… Asura King?!" The other seven Great Saints were shocked, showing expressions of disbelief.

The Asura King had a great reputation in the Yinming Land.

It was also under his leadership that the Asura Clan eventually became a Royal Clan.

However, more than ten thousand years ago, news of the Asura King's passing had already spread.

Since then, he had indeed never appeared again, and the Asura Clan had not issued a denial either.

Ten thousand years had passed, and almost no one believed he was still alive.

The figure on the altar glanced at Zhao Dezhu. "So it is the Giant Demon Clan; no wonder you know so much about this old man!"

These words undoubtedly confirmed his identity.

"Greetings, Asura King!" Mother Yaksha and the other three reacted and hurriedly bowed.

The Asura King looked at them, his voice slightly cold. "This old man does not like people hiding their heads and showing their tails in front of me!"

Upon hearing this, the three Great Saints who were still shrouded in black robes trembled and hurriedly removed their disguises.

"Junior Sun Tian of the Celestial Race pays respects to the Asura King!"

"Junior Qian Feng of the Gold Devouring Clan pays respects to the Asura King!"

"Junior Li Xiang of the Wind Barbarian Clan pays respects to the Asura King!"

These were three more Great Saints from the Eighteen Royal Clans, but this time it failed to cause much of a reaction in the outside world.

After all, their identities were truly too insignificant compared to the reappearance of the Asura King.

"Wuwuwu…" Many members of the Asura Clan burst into tears of joy. "The Asura King Old Ancestor is actually still here!"

The only ones in the know, the Second Ancestor and Third Ancestor, could not hide their excitement at this moment. "Finally… it is finally about to begin!"