127: Chapter 127 Appearance! A Dying Struggle!

"To think more people have come to seek death. Perfect, Lord Demon Emperor still lacks some high-quality sacrifices. With you here, Lord Demon Emperor will surely be satisfied!"

Hall Master Xue Wuya licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, a cruel light flashing in his eyes.

He stood side by side with Xue Ying, their auras of Great Grandmaster Perfection and Grandmaster Perfection intertwining like two great mountains, pressing down so heavily that the others could barely breathe.

The five professors from the Prefectural Academy who had rushed over were deathly pale, yet they gritted their teeth and formed a defensive formation, shielding the heavily injured Principal Beigong Mo behind them.

Headmaster Mo Xuanchen, who led them, had his hair and beard standing on end as he roared angrily, "You evil heretics, stop your arrogance! Even if I have to throw away this old life today, I will never let your conspiracy succeed!"

"Throw away your life? What do you have to throw away?"

Hall Master Xue Wuya sneered, his figure suddenly turning into a bloody afterimage, fast to the extreme.

"A bunch of rabble, just obediently accept your deaths!"

Before the words had even faded, he had already rushed to the front of the formation, his palms carrying a thick aura of blood-evil as he struck towards Headmaster Mo Xuanchen on the far left.

Headmaster Mo Xuanchen hastily raised his blade to block, but with a 'crack', the Earth Rank top-tier long blade in his hand snapped, and the insidious blood-evil power surged along the hilt and into his body.

"Ah!"

Headmaster Mo Xuanchen let out a miserable scream, his entire arm turning black and festering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Old Man Mo!"

Su Qinglian's eyes were splitting with rage; just as she was about to charge forward to fight to the death, she was forced back by a casual wave of blood-colored palm wind from Hall Master Xue Wuya.

The palm wind grazed her shoulder, tearing her robes and leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone.

"Don't be in such a hurry, come one by one. None of you will escape!"

Hall Master Xue Wuya said with a sinister grin, "Principal Beigong Mo, look at these people you are fighting to protect; they are utterly fragile before me. Tell me, if you watch them die one by one before your eyes, wouldn't that be more painful than killing you?"

Principal Beigong Mo stood behind the others, his chest heaving violently, every breath bringing heart-piercing pain.

Xue Ying's palm strike had not only shattered his Protective Aura but had also forced the Blood Demon Sect's specially crafted Heart-Eroding Evil into his body, which was now frantically eroding his Meridians and Dantian.

He wanted to circulate his Gang Essence to force out that trace of Heart-Eroding Evil, but it aggravated his injuries, causing the Qi and blood in his body to churn, and he coughed up another large mouthful of black blood.

"Hall Master Xue Wuya... even if I have to throw away this old life, I will take you down with me!"

Principal Beigong Mo took a deep breath, forcibly gathering the Gang Essence in his body to suppress his injuries, glaring fiercely at Hall Master Xue Wuya, a look of death flashing in his eyes.

In the direction of the altar, the blood pool churned even more violently, the thick blood water rolling up waves several zhang high, while streaks of blood-colored runes swirled rapidly across the pool's surface, emitting a buzzing sound.

A low, ancient demonic howl echoed continuously from the bottom of the pool, and the ground of the entire Duanhun Valley shook violently, as if some terrifying existence were about to break through the earth.

"Do you see it?"

Hall Master Xue Wuya raised his hand to point at the altar, his face full of eerie fanaticism.

"Lord Demon Emperor is about to awaken!"

"By using your life essence and Divine Soul as a sacrifice, Lord Demon Emperor will be able to break through space and descend upon the Great Luo Dynasty!"

"When that time comes, the entire Great Luo Dynasty will crawl at the feet of Lord Demon Emperor!"

"Unfortunately, you won't live to see that day!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang out in the Void Realm!

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure dressed in cyan robes walking through the air, step by step.

With every step he took, it felt as if he were stepping on everyone's hearts; the surrounding Void Realm trembled, and the blood mist flying across the sky all turned into dust within a hundred zhang of him.

"It's him!!!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Principal Beigong Mo and the heads of the Prefectural Academy could not help but be slightly startled, and then a look of shock and pleasant surprise appeared on their faces.

They did not know the newcomer, but they had personally witnessed this mysterious Martial King powerhouse crossing the Martial King Heavenly Tribulation in the Black Wind Gobi.

"Senior, this person is Hall Master Xue Wuya of the Blood Demon Sect's Qingzhou branch. He has sacrificed tens of thousands of commoners this time, wanting to summon the Demon Emperor to descend. Please, Senior, lend us a hand and slay this scoundrel!!!"

After recognizing the newcomer, a look of excitement surged onto Principal Beigong Mo's face, and he hurriedly cupped his hands and pleaded loudly toward this suddenly appeared Martial King Realm powerhouse.

"Please, Senior, take action to slay the demons and eliminate the evil, and save the thousands of commoners of our Chengtian Prefecture!"

Su Qinglian clutched her bleeding shoulder and was the first to bow in salute.

The other professors also followed suit, cupping their hands, their eyes filled with earnestness and awe.

They had personally witnessed that earth-shattering Martial King Heavenly Tribulation in the Black Wind Gobi and knew deeply of the terrifying strength of this cyan-robed powerhouse before them; at this moment, he was everyone's only hope.

Meanwhile, Hall Master Xue Wuya and Xue Ying, upon seeing the mysterious person who had suddenly appeared and feeling the unfathomable aura on him, immediately had their pupils shrink, and a chill surged straight from the soles of their feet to their scalps.

Martial King!!!

The mysterious person who had suddenly appeared before them was at least a Martial King Realm powerhouse!

"Run!!!"

A thought appeared in Hall Master Xue Wuya's mind, and without hesitation, the blood-evil around his body boiled, and he turned to run.

Although he was already at the Great Grandmaster Perfection Realm, it seemed he was only one step away from the Martial King Realm.

However, he knew even better that this small step was a chasm!

A Great Grandmaster and a Martial King were completely different levels of beings.

"Want to run?!!!"

However, just as Hall Master Xue Wuya had made a move, a cold snort suddenly arrived, and immediately after, Hall Master Xue Wuya felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, the air around him seeming to solidify.

At this moment, he felt like a fly stuck in amber; no matter how he urged his Gang Essence, he could not move a single inch.

"This is... a Martial King Domain?!"

Feeling his predicament, Hall Master Xue Wuya could not help but shrink his pupils, a look of extreme horror appearing in his eyes.

"Ah!!~~~"

"Open for me!!!"

Hall Master Xue Wuya's eyes were blood-red as he frantically burned his own life essence and Gang Essence, the blood-evil aura around him surging several times over, turning into a hideous blood-colored demonic shadow that frantically rammed against the invisible Domain barrier.

The veins on his body bulged, his bones emitting unbearable creaking sounds as his Great Grandmaster Perfection cultivation was squeezed to the limit, yet that seemingly thin Domain was like a copper wall and iron bastion; no matter how he rammed against it, it remained unmoved.

Every impact caused the rebounding force to make his Qi and blood churn, and mouthfuls of black blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"A desperate struggle!"

Watching Hall Master Xue Wuya, who was continuously agitating the Gang Essence in his body, trying to break through the constraints of the Domain, Chen An cast a faint glance at him.

The next moment, the Void Realm roared, and in the previously empty Void Realm, countless fine, fragmented thunderbolts seemed to appear. Two purple thunderbolts, each as thick as a water bucket, emerged from the void, turning into two Thunder Dragons that blasted towards Hall Master Xue Wuya and Xue Ying, the two evil disciples of the Blood Demon Sect.

Boom!!!~~~