39: Chapter 39 Blood God Cult's Holy Son Blocks the Way, Gu Han Encounters a Mysterious Mummified Corpse

"Li Tianxing!"

He stared coldly at the person blocking his path, his tone extremely frigid.

The Blood God Cult Saint wore a scarlet robe, his handsome, demon-like face carrying a playful smile.

Behind him, six men in black stood in a Formation, their auras connected as one; they were all experts in the Heavenly Human Realm, and not just those who had just entered it.

"Your Highness, the Third Prince, why the rush?"

"Why not have some tea with me, Li, and catch up?"

"Why bother getting involved in these muddy waters?"

Li Tianxing toyed with the blood jade in his hand, a faint smile on his lips; everything was under his control.

"Tonight, the capital is destined to flow with blood; why not enjoy this feast here?"

"Many factions will be purged, which may not be a bad thing for your Great Chu."

A surge of murderous intent rose in Chu Xuan's eyes.

"You think you are worthy of blocking me?"

Li Tianxing did not get angry upon hearing this, but instead looked at Chu Xuan with an evil, charming expression.

"Whether I am worthy or not is not for Your Highness, the Third Prince, to decide."

Before he finished speaking, the Dragon-patterned Sword in Chu Xuan's hand was already unsheathed.

The blade was coiled with tangible Dragon Qi, and a clear dragon roar resonated through the night sky.

"Imperial Dragon Qi?"

Li Tianxing's expression shifted slightly, but he quickly returned to his calm demeanor.

"I didn't expect Your Highness's Cultivation to have reached this level."

"But it is not enough to make me retreat."

"Kill!"

"Then we shall see who has the real skill."

Chu Xuan did not waste any words and slashed out with his sword.

The golden Sword Qi transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, roaring as it charged toward Li Tianxing.

The six men in black behind Li Tianxing struck simultaneously, their six blood-colored chains weaving into a net that collided with the golden dragon.

"Boom!"

The air waves rolled, and the trees on both sides of the official road were uprooted.

Chu Xuan was knocked back three steps, a flash of surprise in his eyes; these six people were all experts above the fifth level of the Heavenly Human Realm!

"Your Highness, be careful!"

The captain of the personal guards shouted.

"They are using the Blood Demon Six-Harmony Formation."

Li Tianxing brushed off his sleeves elegantly.

"Are you willing to sit down and talk now?"

"As long as Your Highness stays here until dawn, our Cult guarantees not to harm you in the slightest."

"I, Li Tianxing, will also let Your Highness go once if we meet in the future."

Chu Xuan sneered.

"Since when did the Blood God Cult start caring about the safety of this Prince?"

"What are you? Who are you to let this Prince go?"

"The Prince of Great Chu does not make any deals with demonic heretics."

"Since you, Li Tianxing, dare to appear in the capital, then stay here!"

"It just so happens that I can use your head to achieve my goal."

Seeing this, the golden light on the Dragon-patterned Sword in Chu Xuan's hand surged, and nine dragon-shaped Sword Qi whistled out.

The Sword Qi struck directly at the men in black in front of Li Tianxing.

Seeing this, the men in black quickly formed a Formation, neutralizing all nine dragon-shaped Sword Qi.

"As expected of the Third Prince."

"The Imperial family's unique Martial Skill has actually been Cultivated to this extent."

"If Your Highness hadn't made a move tonight, the world would have been deceived by you."

"Especially those brothers of yours."

"After tonight, I fear they won't be able to sleep."

Li Tianxing clapped and laughed softly, his scarlet robe fluttering without wind.

"However, my Blood Demon Six-Harmony Formation is not that simple."

"If that is all Your Highness has, then just obediently watch the show with me!"

Before he finished speaking, the six men in black suddenly changed positions, and eerie blood-colored patterns emerged on each of their bodies.

Six beams of blood light shot into the sky, weaving into a giant net in mid-air, enveloping Chu Xuan.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

The captain of the personal guards wanted to step forward but was struck by a beam of blood light, instantly turning into a dried corpse.

Chu Xuan's expression was grim as he held the Dragon-patterned Sword across his chest.

"Li Tianxing, do you really think this broken Formation can trap this Prince?"

"Try it and you will know."

Li Tianxing made an elegant gesture of invitation.

Golden light surged in Chu Xuan's eyes, and the Imperial Dragon Qi within his body surged crazily.

"Imperial Supreme World-Shocking!"

The Dragon-patterned Sword emitted a heaven-shaking dragon roar, and nine golden dragon phantoms appeared on the sword's body.

Chu Xuan moved like lightning, stabbing his sword at the weakest point of the Formation.

"Boom!"

Unfortunately, the dragon-shaped Sword Qi was like a drop of water into the ocean, not even causing a ripple.

"Your Highness, why struggle in vain?"

Li Tianxing stood elegantly outside the Formation, mocking him continuously.

At this moment, inside the Blood Demon Six-Harmony Formation.

Sweat appeared on Chu Xuan's forehead, and the golden light on the Dragon-patterned Sword had dimmed significantly.

The six men in black moved like ghosts, and the blood chains whipped him continuously.

His once luxurious and noble princely attire was already damaged.

"Your Highness, why suffer so much?"

"As long as you agree, I will withdraw this Formation."

Li Tianxing walked leisurely.

"Before dawn, you cannot break this Formation."

Chu Xuan sneered.

"Do you really think this Prince only has this much ability?"

"Do you really think this Prince has no way to deal with you?"

Chu Xuan looked up and tidied his clothes.

Then, he clasped his fists in a half-bow.

"I ask Elder Ying to make a move and help this Prince take down this scoundrel."

...

At this moment, Gu Han was rushing through the blood mist, the light of the blood-colored jade talisman flickering in his hand.

The blood-colored jade talisman vibrated violently in Gu Han's palm, pointing out a vague passage.

He rushed into it without hesitation, the roars of Blood Puppets echoing behind him.

"How did this ghostly Formation expand the prison? It's like a world within a world?"

Cold sweat seeped from Gu Han's forehead.

The walls on both sides of the passage were covered with eerie blood patterns, wriggling like living things.

Suddenly, the sound of metal clashing came from ahead, and he immediately pressed against the wall to hide.

In the blood-colored passage, Gu Han's footsteps stopped abruptly.

Three feet ahead, the ground suddenly collapsed, revealing a deep hole.

The blood mist poured down like a waterfall but rotated eerily above the hole, forming a blood-colored vortex.

"This is..."

Gu Han frowned, his expression solemn.

The blood-colored jade talisman in his hand suddenly vibrated violently, flying out of his hand and hovering in the center of the vortex.

The patterns on the surface of the jade talisman fit perfectly with the vortex, and a passage filled with blood mist gradually appeared in the blood mist.

"Is this the exit?"

The hovering blood-colored jade talisman actually decomposed on its own, turning into countless blood-colored threads, outlining the silhouette of a door in the vortex.

Inside the door, it was pitch black as ink, yet the sound of chains dragging, which made one's hair stand on end, faintly drifted out.

"This is not an exit..."

Alarm bells rang in Gu Han's heart, and he instinctively took a step back.

"Boom!"

The blood mist behind him suddenly collapsed, and the blood mist surged in like a tide.

Gu Han gritted his teeth and rushed forward, leaping into the blood-colored door just before the blood mist closed.

The scene before his eyes changed abruptly.

A dark and damp corridor wound downwards, with strange crystals emitting a faint blue light embedded in the walls.

The air was filled with a foul stench of decay and blood, making his lungs burn with every breath.

"Where is this?"

"Does the Celestial Prison have a place like this?"

He clearly felt that the aura here was ten times more terrifying than the upper level.

Suddenly, the sound of "clanking" chains came from ahead.

Gu Han held his breath and concentrated, moving slowly along the wall.

Turning a corner, he saw a scene he would never forget.

Five black iron chains as thick as a child's arm pierced the limbs and head of a dried corpse from different directions, suspending it in mid-air.

The chains were covered with complex runes, lighting up every three breaths, and every time they flashed, the dried corpse would let out a painful roar.

"Even the Blood Demon Elder is locked on the second floor; what is the background of this dried corpse?"

Gu Han was terrified in his heart.

"Crack."

He stepped on and crushed a brick underfoot.

The dried corpse suddenly raised its head, its hollow eye sockets staring straight at him.

"Alive?!"

Gu Han's hair stood on end, and the Nine Hells True Qi instantly covered his entire body.