113: Chapter 113 Cold, Demonic Eyes Before the Crystal Mirror; New Murderous Intent Surges in the Capital
"Senior Chu, what's wrong?"
Gu Han flashed into position beside Chu Tiankuo, his gaze fixed on that blood-colored pillar of light as he asked in a deep voice.
"This Formation is no small matter. My full-strength strike actually failed to shatter it."
Chu Tiankuo's expression was solemn, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.
"What? Even Senior Chu couldn't shatter it?"
Gu Han's heart sank upon hearing this. He stared at the blood-colored pillar of light, his brows tightly locked.
"What do we do now? Are we just going to let this Blood Sacrifice Yao Array wreak havoc?"
"No."
Chu Tiankuo shook his head, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings as he said in a deep voice.
"Although this Formation is strong, it is not without weaknesses."
"I observe that this Formation uses the Yin Qi of the earth's veins as a guide, and the essence and blood of tens of thousands of living beings as a sacrifice."
"To break this Formation, we must find the array core and destroy it."
"The array core? Where is it?"
Gu Han's gaze flashed as he asked quickly.
"The array core should be right beneath this blood-colored pillar of light."
Chu Tiankuo stared at the blood-colored pillar of light and said in a deep voice.
"However, this Formation has already been activated; the array core must be guarded by a powerful expert of the Yao Race."
"Destroying the array core will be no easy task."
"Then what should we do?"
Gu Han's brows were tightly locked.
"No."
Chu Tiankuo shook his head, his gaze sweeping over Gu Han as he said in a deep voice.
"Worshipper Gu, you are the Commander of our Zhenwu Division. Your strength is extraordinary, and you possess many methods."
"I wish to join forces with you to break this Formation together. Are you willing?"
"Naturally, I am willing!"
Gu Han heard this, a flash of excitement in his eyes, and he nodded quickly.
"Good."
Chu Tiankuo nodded, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings as he said in a deep voice.
"Worshipper Gu, follow me. We shall break the Formation together."
Having said that, his figure flashed, and he appeared before the blood-colored pillar of light, his gaze fixed on the pillar, his True Qi circulating crazily within him.
Gu Han saw this and also flashed, appearing beside Chu Tiankuo, his gaze fixed on that blood-colored pillar of light, his Heavenly Prison True Qi also circulating crazily.
"Worshipper Gu, I will lead the attack. You look for an opportunity to break the Formation."
Chu Tiankuo let out a low shout, and the True Qi within him surged like a raging tide, gathering on his right fist.
"Good!"
Gu Han nodded, his gaze like a torch, staring fixedly at the blood-colored pillar of light, searching for an opening.
"Boom!"
Chu Tiankuo punched out, his fist light like a Dragon, striking directly at the blood-colored pillar of light.
"Bang!"
The fist light collided with the blood-colored pillar of light, erupting with a deafening roar, and the entire world trembled violently.
The blood-colored pillar of light twisted violently, more spiderweb-like cracks appearing on its surface, yet it still did not shatter.
"Now is the time."
Gu Han's gaze flashed, his figure blurred as he appeared before the blood-colored pillar of light.
His gaze fixed on the cracks, his Heavenly Prison True Qi circulating crazily.
"Flowing Cloud Slash!"
He let out a low shout, his figure flickering like flowing clouds, and the long blade in his hand traced a strange arc, striking directly at the cracks.
"Sshh!"
As the long blade swept past, the cracks instantly widened, and the blood-colored pillar of light trembled violently.
"Good opportunity!"
Seeing this, Chu Tiankuo's eyes flashed with excitement, and the True Qi within him surged again, gathering on his right fist.
"Break again!"
He let out a low shout, and his right fist struck out again, the fist light like a Dragon, striking directly at the widening cracks.
"Bang!"
The fist light collided with the blood-colored pillar of light, erupting with an even more deafening roar, as if the entire world were about to collapse.
The blood-colored pillar of light finally could not withstand it, shattering with a boom and turning into a sky full of blood rain that scattered down.
"Success!"
Chu Tiankuo saw this, excitement flashing in his eyes, and his figure flashed, appearing beside Gu Han.
"Worshipper Gu, are you alright?"
He looked at Gu Han and asked with concern.
"I am fine."
"Just a bit exhausted."
Gu Han shook his head, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. Seeing that the blood-colored pillar of light had been shattered, his heart felt slightly at ease.
"However, although this Formation is broken, it has alerted the powerful experts of the Yao Race."
"They likely will not let this rest."
"No matter."
Chu Tiankuo shook his head, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings as he said in a deep voice.
"Although the Yao Race experts are strong, they are not invincible."
"Our Imperial Court is not to be trifled with either."
"Since these feathered beasts dare to enter the land of our Human Race,"
"Then let them perish completely here."
Chu Tiankuo's eyes were filled with Killing Intent, his tone cold as he spoke.
"Mm."
Gu Han nodded, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. Seeing that the Zhenwu Guard were evacuating in an orderly fashion, his heart felt slightly at ease.
"Senior Chu, let us return."
"The Formation has been broken, and the Yao Race can no longer stir up waves."
At this moment, somewhere in the capital.
The moment the blood rain fell, inside a secret chamber beneath a courtyard in the south of the city, a young girl suddenly opened her eyes.
She was dressed in a moon-white long dress, with a Phoenix spreading its wings embroidered on her chest, and demonic runes embroidered with gold thread on the hem.
"Trash."
She slapped the bronze altar in front of her, and three of the twelve blood lamps placed on the altar instantly extinguished.
"This trash from the Blood God Cult, they can't even handle a piece of Human Race trash, yet they dare to call it 'Blood Sacrifice to the World'?"
"And they talk about cooperating with my Yao Race?"
Her voice was cold, yet carried an unquestionable majesty.
"Saintess, please calm your anger."
A black shadow emerged from the darkness, kneeling on one knee, its voice hoarse.
"The Human Race experts have arrived. Should we take action?"
"Take action?"
The young girl sneered, her fingertips lightly brushing over the runes on the altar.
"If we take action now, wouldn't we be falling right into their trap?"
"That trash from the Blood God Cult, although they are of little use,"
"Their Blood Sacrifice Formation has indeed held back quite a few Human Race experts."
"Let these people dog-eat-dog. Isn't internal strife what the Human Race loves most?"
"We only need to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and when they are both injured, we can then take action to reap the rewards."
"If necessary, add some fuel to the fire."
The black shadow heard this and paused, seemingly somewhat surprised by the Saintess's decision.
"But... Saintess, if that group from the Blood God Cult is truly wiped out by the Human Race, then our Yao Race's layout in the capital..."
"Layout?"
The young girl interrupted the black shadow's words, a mocking curve appearing at the corner of her mouth.
"That trash from the Blood God Cult, are they worthy of being part of my Yao Race's layout?"
"They are merely our chess pieces. If a chess piece is disobedient, or has lost its use, then discarding it is fine."
The black shadow heard this and dared not speak more, only bowing its head in acknowledgement.
The young girl's gaze swept over the extinguished blood lamps on the altar, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
"The Human Race... has actually produced an interesting character."
"To be able to break the Blood Sacrifice Formation and make the Blood God Cult suffer such a big loss, it actually makes me a bit curious."
Her fingertips tapped the altar, and a Divine Sense instantly spread out, probing towards the direction of the City God Temple ruins.
A moment later.
"What a good Human Race ant!"
Her five fingers gripped the bronze altar, her fingertips turning white from excessive force.
"To actually be able to break my Yao Race's Blood Sacrifice Grand Array!"
The black shadow trembled all over, almost pressing itself against the ground.
"Saintess, should we initiate the backup plan?"
"Backup plan?"
The Demon Clan Saintess sneered, the aura around her surging like a tide.
"That was a funeral I left for the Chu family Imperial Court! Now..."
Her gaze swept over the extinguished blood lamps on the altar, a flash of viciousness in her eyes.
"Investigate for me."
"Find out exactly who ruined this Saintess's good deed."
"Yes!"
The black shadow acknowledged, its figure flashed, and it had disappeared from the secret chamber.
The Demon Clan Saintess stood up and walked to the crystal mirror in the center of the secret chamber, her fingertips lightly brushing the surface of the mirror, and a Divine Sense instantly spread out.
She whispered to herself, a mocking curve appearing at the corner of her mouth.
"To be able to break my Blood Sacrifice Formation and make the Blood God Cult suffer such a big loss,"
"This Saintess would like to see exactly what kind of ability you have."
At this moment, Gu Han did not know that he had already been targeted.
He was still at the City God Temple, busily investigating everything.
Gu Han stood atop the ruins of the City God Temple, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. After confirming there were no omissions, he turned to look at Chu Ming.
"Chu Ming, take the men back to the Zhenwu Division. Strengthen the guards on the way to prevent any counterattacks from the Blood God Cult and the remnants of the Yao Race."
"Yes, Commander!"
Chu Ming acknowledged and quickly directed the Zhenwu Guard to reorganize, preparing to evacuate.
Gu Han's figure flashed, turning into a stream of light, and he was the first to speed off in the direction of the Zhenwu Division.
After a day of hard work, he also felt a bit exhausted.
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