43: Chapter 43 Blood Fiend Chains Control the Demon Blade, the Imperial City's Fortune is Devoured

He suddenly mobilized the five Blood Evil Chains, attempting to forcibly control the magic blade.

The chains coiled toward the hilt like poisonous snakes, but were repelled the instant they touched the blade, the runes on the chains shattering bit by bit.

"Hahaha."

The mysterious old man suddenly laughed loudly.

"Old Ghost Blood, three hundred years have passed, and your Blood Evil Chains are still as pathetic as ever."

The giant mummified man turned his head abruptly, his scarlet eyes staring fixedly at the old man.

"It's you."

"The Bone Blood Asura who should have died three hundred years ago—Ye Wuhuan."

"I never expected you to have hidden yourself here."

"No wonder I could never find you."

"It is indeed this old man."

The nine jet-black chains on the old man's body rattled.

"Back then, your Blood God Cult joined forces with the seven major sects to besiege my Blood Demon Sect; today, it is time to settle this debt."

Gu Han took the opportunity to retreat, constantly searching for a way out and a path to escape.

Just at this moment.

"Boom."

A second wave of Saber Qi soared into the sky, and the five-clawed golden Dragon Luck above the Hall of Supreme Harmony let out a shrill, mournful cry.

A large swath of golden Luck was forcibly torn away by the blood-colored blade light.

All the stargazing instruments in the Imperial Astronomical Bureau shattered simultaneously, and the Bureau Chief spat a mouthful of blood onto the broken armillary sphere.

"Your Majesty."

The commander of the Imperial Guard knelt on one knee.

"The anomaly in the prison has triggered a disturbance in the national Luck."

"If it is not suppressed soon, I fear it will lead to a great disaster."

Emperor Yuanwu crushed the jade cup in his hand into powder, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying.

"Mobilize the Black Dragon Guards and seal the nine gates."

"Anyone from the Blood God Cult—kill without mercy!"

"Any monsters or practitioners of the Evil Path who escaped from the Zhenwu Division prison, kill them!"

"Any forces participating in the rebellion, kill them!"

"Anyone who does not resist, kill them."

Emperor Yuanwu's voice was not loud, but it sounded like grinding ten-thousand-year-old ice; every word carried bone-chilling killing intent.

"Boom."

A third streak of blood-colored blade light tore through the firmament, and the entire Imperial City shook violently.

The five-clawed golden Dragon Luck atop the Hall of Supreme Harmony let out a shrill, mournful cry, and a large swath of golden Luck poured down like a waterfall.

It was crazily pulled away and devoured by the blood-colored blade light in the sky.

Seeing this, Emperor Yuanwu no longer concealed his cultivation and attacked the blood-colored blade light with all his might.

Meanwhile, in a grotto-heaven deep within the Imperial Palace.

Countless imperial elders who were in seclusion to Cultivate opened their eyes one after another and looked at the blood-colored blade light in the sky.

Inside the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, Bureau Chief Lu Tianming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the broken armillary sphere red. He calculated with trembling fingers, his face instantly turning as pale as paper.

"Your Majesty."

Lu Tianming screamed hoarsely.

"The Blood God Cult has used the prison as the eye of the formation to set up an ancient Blood Sacrifice Grand Array."

"They are not only stealing the Luck of our Great Chu, but also intend to use the blood of the million living beings in the Imperial City to reforge that ancient magic blade."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuanwu's rage surged, and the unique Heavenly Dragon Dharma Aspect of the Great Chu Imperial Family condensed behind him.

"Suppress."

Immediately following that.

"Pass on my imperial decree."

"Request the clan elders to take action and protect the Luck of our Great Chu."

Emperor Yuanwu's voice was icy and bone-chilling.

For the first time, a look of shock and anger appeared in the eyes of this emperor who had ruled Great Chu for hundreds of years.

As the imperial edict was issued, the entire Imperial City instantly boiled over.

Countless Black Dragon Guards surged toward the various city gates like a black torrent, and the formation patterns of the city defense array lit up one by one along the streets.

The old eunuch serving beside Emperor Yuanwu flashed away, speeding toward the imperial grotto-heaven.

And at this moment, deep in the prison, the anomaly had only just begun.

"blood river netherworld blade, absorb for me!"

"Let the world witness your power once again!"

"Let this capital city witness your glory once more."

The giant mummified man let out a maniacal laugh.

At this time, Gu Han was covered in blood, looking in horror at the magic blade on the altar.

The blood river netherworld blade trembled violently, and viscous blood-colored light seeped out from the cracks in the blade, actually tilting slightly more in his direction.

The giant mummified man also noticed the anomaly of the blood river netherworld blade.

"Impossible!"

"How could this be?"

The giant mummified man gritted his teeth in anger, his five Blood Evil Chains dancing wildly.

"I have fed this magic blade with my essence blood for three hundred years; how could it react to an ant like you?"

"Come here!"

The giant mummified man suddenly mobilized the five Blood Evil Chains, transforming them into blood-colored giant pythons that pounced toward the blood river netherworld blade on the altar.

"Boom."

The blood-colored chains coiled toward the blood river netherworld blade like giant pythons, but were shattered by a violent surge of Evil Qi the moment they touched the blade.

The giant mummified man's expression changed abruptly.

"How is this possible?"

Ye Wuhuan laughed wildly, and his nine jet-black chains suddenly strangled forward.

"Old Ghost Gongsun Tu, your opponent is this old man."

"Tonight, I will take revenge for everyone in the Blood Demon Sect who died tragically at the hands of the Blood God Cult."

"I'll start with you."

"Blood Demon Kill!"

Ye Wuhuan shouted violently, and the nine jet-black chains emerged like nine demonic dragons tearing through the air.

Nine hideous ghost heads condensed at the tips of the chains, pouncing toward Gongsun Tu with the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves.

"Old Ghost Ye, you are courting death!"

"Instead of hiding well and lingering on in a desperate struggle,"

"you actually dare to come out and disrupt my Holy Cult's plan."

Gongsun Tu roared, and the blood-colored chains met the attack.

The moment the two forces collided, the entire third level of the prison shook violently, and gravel fell like rain.

Gu Han was blown away by the shockwave, crashing heavily against the edge of the altar.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but was horrified to discover that after his blood landed on the altar, it was entirely absorbed by the blood river netherworld blade.

"Hum, hum..."

The blood river netherworld blade suddenly emitted a deafening hum, and blinding blood-colored light erupted from the spiderweb-like cracks on the blade.

The Dragon Elephant strength within Gu Han's body boiled uncontrollably, and the dark golden patterns on his skin became increasingly distinct.

"Not good!"

Gongsun Tu's expression changed drastically.

"This brat's blood is strange."

He pulled back his chains violently, wanting to stop it, but was tightly entangled by Ye Wuhuan's nine magic chains.

"Hahaha."

"Old Ghost Gongsun, it seems your three-hundred-year plan is going to fall through!"

Ye Wuhuan laughed wildly.

"The blood of this Dragon Elephant Physique is the best nourishment for the blood river netherworld blade."

"Don't even think about getting past this old man."

Then, Ye Wuhuan said to Gu Han.

"Kid, seize the opportunity."

"Take this blood river netherworld blade."

...

Outside the prison, Third Prince Chu Xuan, with the help of Elder Ying, broke through Li Tianxing's blockade.

Just as he was about to continue toward the Zhenwu Division.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable palpitation.

He felt as if he had lost something.

Even, he felt that going to the prison would be life-threatening.

It was as if the blood-colored blade light was staring at him.

He hesitated for a moment.

Chu Xuan still decided to head to the Zhenwu Division.

After all, this was an opportunity to perform in front of Emperor Yuanwu.

Otherwise, once his brothers arrived ahead of him and suppressed the rebellion,

then there would really be nothing for him to do.

At that time, it would be even harder for him to fight for the position of Crown Prince.

"Follow me to suppress the rebels and the Blood God Cult evildoers."

Chu Xuan ordered loudly, and then he squeezed the horse's belly with his legs.

The group followed closely behind Chu Xuan.

In a moment, Chu Xuan and the others arrived in front of the Zhenwu Division prison.

The Imperial Guard led by Third Prince Chu Xuan had just arrived at the perimeter of the Zhenwu Division when they were blocked by a blood-colored barrier.

The warhorses neighed in alarm, and the soldiers' faces showed fear.

"Your Highness, be careful."

Elder Ying grabbed Chu Xuan.

"This is the Blood God Cult's Myriad Blood Barrier; touching even a fraction will turn one into blood."

Chu Xuan's face was as gloomy as water.

The closer he got to the blood-colored blade light, the more clearly he felt that the imperial Luck within his body was being extracted by some force, and his Luck was constantly draining away.

"Damn it!"

He looked abruptly toward the direction of the prison.

"What exactly has been unleashed?"

"Elder Ying, is there any way to break this barrier?"

"This old man will try."

"Your Highness, please step back a bit to avoid being injured by the shockwave."

Immediately, Elder Ying leaped into the air.

At this moment, he vaguely sensed several familiar auras.

But he did not panic, gathering all his strength into his fist.

In an instant, the aura of the Dharma Aspect Realm permeated the air.

"Qianyang Burning Heaven."