135: Chapter 135 Blood Escape Technique Revealed, Gu Han Feigns Failure

The person approaching moved with extreme stealth, their Movement Technique light and airy, like a phantom in the dark night.

He could sense that the other party's True Qi was restrained, deliberately suppressing their cultivation level.

But that faint, chilling Aura could not be masked no matter what.

"Blood God Cult!" Gu Han sneered internally. It was indeed this group of creatures that could not see the light of day.

Outside the house, a black shadow landed silently in the small courtyard.

He wore a loose black robe, the hood pulled down low, hiding his entire face in the shadows.

A pair of scarlet eyes, like two points of ghost fire, flickered in the night.

He was precisely a Hall Master of the Blood God Cult, Blood Shadow.

He had been ordered to come and probe Gu Han's true strength, and incidentally, if there was an opportunity, to recruit him, or... simply erase him.

Then frame other factions.

Causing the Imperial Family and those factions to fall into mutual suspicion and doubt.

Blood Shadow's gaze fell upon the house where Gu Han was, a trace of vigilance flashing in his eyes.

He could clearly perceive that wave of extremely Yang and extremely rigid True Qi inside the house, like a dormant volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

But this fluctuation seemed somewhat sluggish, as if Gu Han was in some critical state of Cultivation.

"A good opportunity!"

Blood Shadow felt joy in his heart.

His figure moved like an arrow, instantly arriving before the door, and without the slightest hesitation, he struck the door panel with a palm.

The wind from his palm whistled, and a blood-colored palm print condensed, carrying a thick stench of blood, aimed directly at Gu Han.

Boom!

The wooden door shattered in response, and the palm print, wrapped in a malicious wind, lunged straight at Gu Han, who was sitting cross-legged.

A cruel smile flashed in Blood Shadow's eyes.

This sudden attack was enough to make anyone get injured or even die when caught off guard.

However, the expected scream did not sound.

The moment the blood-colored palm print touched Gu Han's body, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, not stirring up the slightest ripple.

The figure sitting cross-legged did not move at all, not even his eyelids trembled.

Blood Shadow's heart sank abruptly, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously.

Gu Han's Physical Body actually resisted his palm strike head-on?

This level of strength was simply inconceivable.

Just as he was stunned, Gu Han slowly opened his eyes.

Those deep eyes, like two cold, chilling stars, had not a ripple of emotion, yet contained endless killing intent.

"Blood God Cult scum?"

"You certainly have a lot of nerve."

"This Young Master has yet to go and cause trouble for you, but you have come knocking on the door first."

Gu Han's voice was low, carrying a trace of mockery.

He slowly stood up, and the Heavenly Prison True Qi around his body exploded instantly.

A scorching golden light soared into the sky, illuminating the entire house!

A terrifying wave of Aura spread out from Gu Han as the center with a bang.

The broken wooden splinters and shattered stone fragments were all blown away by this wave of Aura, turning into dust.

Blood Shadow bore the brunt of it, feeling an irresistible, immense force strike him.

He let out a muffled groan, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily against the courtyard wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You... you actually aren't injured?"

Blood Shadow was terrified to the extreme; he tried his best to steady his figure, his scarlet eyes staring fixedly at Gu Han.

That extremely Yang and extremely rigid True Qi was a natural nemesis for someone like him who Cultivated evil Cultivation Techniques.

Gu Han did not speak; he took a step forward, his figure turning into a streak of golden light, instantly appearing before Blood Shadow.

He did not use Saber Intent, nor did he use any profound Saber Techniques.

It was merely a simple punch, yet it contained power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

On the fist, Heavenly Prison True Qi condensed, like a scorching sun falling, carrying an overbearing force that burned everything.

The air let out a piercing wail, as if it were about to be torn apart by this punch!

Blood Shadow's pupils constricted sharply; he felt the threat of death.

This punch from Gu Han was definitely not power that could be unleashed by the Dharma Image Realm Sixth Layer.

He roared, and the Blood God True Qi within his body surged frantically.

He crossed his hands in front of him, attempting to block Gu Han's overbearing strike.

Boom!

The moment the fist collided with his arms, a deafening roar erupted.

The violent True Qi fluctuations swept through the entire courtyard like a tide.

It lifted several feet of soil from the ground, and even the courtyard wall was shattered, revealing shocking cracks.

Blood Shadow felt an incomparable, immense force surge into his body along his arms, instantly shattering his internal Blood God True Qi.

He let out a muffled groan, his bones made a crisp "crack" sound, and his arms instantly twisted and deformed, hanging down limply.

Intense pain engulfed him like a tide; Blood Shadow's face turned deathly pale instantly, and large beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

He looked at Gu Han in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

This, this is simply not a Martial Artist of the Dharma Aspect Realm; this is... this is an expert who has surpassed the Dharma Aspect Realm!

"A mere piece of scum from the Blood God Cult dares to act presumptuously before me?"

Gu Han's voice was icy, like a death warrant from the Nine Nether Hell.

He did not stop his offensive; his left leg, like a whip, swept out, aiming directly at Blood Shadow's waist and abdomen!

A roar of unwillingness erupted from Blood Shadow's throat.

He wanted to dodge, but his arms were ruined, and the intense pain made it impossible for him to move.

He could only watch helplessly as Gu Han's whip leg struck heavily against his waist.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, Blood Shadow's body felt as if it had been struck by a giant hammer.

His entire person flew backward like a cannonball, crashing through the courtyard wall and flying dozens of zhang before falling heavily to the ground.

He struggled to get up, but felt that his internal organs had shifted, and he spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

He struggled to raise his eyes, looking toward that golden figure approaching step by step, his pupils filled with terror.

Gu Han's strength exceeded all his cognition; this was simply not power that a Dharma Aspect Realm Martial Artist could possess.

The shadow of death loomed over his heart, and Blood Shadow's survival instinct was instantly triggered.

"Gu Tian, don't even think about it!"

He let out a sharp shriek, the sound carrying a heartbreaking madness.

At the same time, Blood Shadow's left hand violently tore open his black robe, revealing his right arm beneath, which was wrapped in eerie Talisman markings.

Those Talisman markings squirmed like living things, emitting an unsettling blood-colored light.

"Blood Escape"

Following a low roar, Blood Shadow's right arm suddenly exploded, turning into a ball of blood mist.

That blood mist did not dissipate, but instead eerily condensed into a blood-colored Talisman, instantly sinking into his glabella at a speed difficult for the naked eye to capture.

The next instant, Blood Shadow's body shriveled up as if drained of all moisture, like withered tree bark.

And the space around him suddenly rippled violently.

A rift appeared out of thin air, emitting a deep and mysterious Aura.

Gu Han's eyes narrowed slightly; he felt that familiar yet disgusting spatial fluctuation.

This was a secret technique of the Blood God Cult, using essence blood as a guide to briefly tear space and perform a short-distance escape.

He could have intercepted it, or even killed him with one saber strike.

However, Gu Han pretended that his movements were half a beat slower, as if shocked by Blood Shadow's death throes.

A trace of imperceptible "smile" flashed in his eyes, and the Aura around his body feigned stagnation in an instant.

Seeing Gu Han "stunned," Blood Shadow felt wild joy in his heart, ignoring the intense pain throughout his body.

His figure shot backward violently, diving headfirst into that spatial rift.

The rift closed rapidly the moment he entered, as if it had never appeared.

Leaving behind only the mess on the ground and that nauseating stench of blood.

Watching Blood Shadow vanish into the spatial rift, where was there any "astonishment" or "shock" in Gu Han's eyes?

It was clearly surging with uncontrollable wild joy.

He suppressed the surging joy in his heart, a sinister arc curling at the corners of his mouth.