48: Chapter 48 Yuan Dan's Counterattack Against the Celestial Realm, Demonic Blade's Mutation

A cold, chilling voice suddenly came from behind.

The hairs on Gu Han's body stood on end.

He saw Zhou Hong had appeared three steps away, though he didn't know when, with a bloody sharpness gathering at the fingertips of his remaining left hand.

"Speak, how did you attract the blood river netherworld blade?"

Zhou Hong's face was ferocious.

"Otherwise, I will make you wish for death but be unable to die."

Greed flashed in Zhou Hong's eyes.

Half of his body was soaked in blood, and his severed arm was still dripping, yet he stared fixedly at Gu Han, as if looking at a rare treasure.

Gu Han backed against a broken wall, constantly sizing up the situation, wondering how to break out.

He could sense that Zhou Hong would not let him leave easily.

"Lord Zhou, I am just a little banner who survived by luck. What secrets could I possibly have?"

Gu Han forcibly suppressed the roiling blood and Qi in his body, his right hand quietly preparing to unleash the Blade Drawing Slash.

He needed to find an opportunity for a fatal strike.

Moreover, this opportunity had to be, and only could be, once.

After all, Zhou Hong was, no matter what, a powerhouse of the Heavenly Human Realm.

Even if injured, he was not someone that Gu Han, a mere Primordial Core Realm Cultivator, could challenge.

"Bullshit!"

Zhou Hong shouted sharply, and the blood glow at his fingertips surged.

"An ordinary Primordial Core Realm Cultivator would have been eroded into slag by the blood mist there back on the third level. Yet you have survived until now, and you still dare to lie to me?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Han hurriedly explained.

"My Lord, This subordinate unintentionally obtained a blood talisman from a Blood God Cult Disciple."

"It was only with the help of that blood talisman that I was not eroded by the blood mist."

Hearing this, Zhou Hong became even more enraged.

"Brat, do you really think I know nothing?"

Zhou Hong waved his single arm, and his blood-colored True Qi transformed into a long whip that lashed across Gu Han's face.

"Everything you said in the prison cell, I heard clearly from the outside."

The burning pain made Gu Han narrow his eyes, and he tasted the scent of blood on the tip of his tongue.

He stared at Zhou Hong's pale face, drained of blood, and quietly infused True Qi into his right hand, storing up power.

"Brat, stop pretending."

Madness flickered in Zhou Hong's single eye, and the fingernails of his remaining left hand suddenly grew three inches, transforming into bloody sharp claws that pressed against Gu Han's throat.

"Your blood can activate the blood river netherworld blade, isn't that right?"

Gu Han's pupils constricted, cold sweat seeped from his back, and he felt a chill of death wash over him.

The tips of Zhou Hong's claws had already pierced his skin, and a trickle of blood flowed down his neck.

"Lord Zhou, you have misunderstood..."

"Shut up."

Zhou Hong barked, and the claw tips dug in another half inch.

"Hand over the secret, and I can spare your life."

A deafening explosion came from the sky.

The aftershocks of the battle between Ye Wuhuan and the Imperial Clan Fifth Ancestor razed the buildings within a hundred zhang radius to the ground.

Out of the corner of his eye, Gu Han caught a glimpse of the blood river netherworld blade hovering in mid-air.

The blood-colored patterns on the blade were glowing faintly as the blood dripped from his neck.

"It seems you will not shed tears until you see the coffin."

"Do you really think I have no other way if you don't speak?"

"Come here."

Zhou Hong grinned hideously, and blood-colored runes suddenly lit up on his claw tips.

"Soul Searching Technique."

The hairs on Gu Han's body stood on end.

Once the Soul Searching Technique is cast, the person being searched will, at best, become an idiot, and at worst, face Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, meeting their end.

Watching Zhou Hong get closer and closer, at this critical juncture of life and death, Gu Han decided to fight for his life.

Zhou Hong grinned hideously, his blood-colored claw tips stabbing straight at the center of Gu Han's brows.

Just as Zhou Hong's fingertips were about to touch Gu Han.

"Boom."

A violent force exploded from his Dantian, and Gu Han's eyes instantly turned crimson gold.

"Blade Drawing Slash."

Gu Han's right hand swept across his waist like lightning, using his hand as a blade.

The blade light was like a dragon, slashing toward Zhou Hong's throat with a piercing whistle that tore through the air.

"What?!"

Zhou Hong's single eye widened, and in his haste, he blocked with his bloody claws.

"Crack."

Zhou Hong's claws snapped at the sound.

The blade light did not lose momentum, slicing directly across his neck.

"Pfft."

Zhou Hong's neck was forcibly slashed open by Gu Han's hand-blade, creating a large hole.

An expression of disbelief remained frozen on Zhou Hong's face as he let the blood continue to gush from the gash in his neck.

"You... this is impos..."

Zhou Hong, a dignified powerhouse of the Heavenly Human Realm, was actually counter-killed by a junior in the Primordial Core Realm?

Seeing this, Gu Han did not pause for a moment. He gave the opponent no chance to catch his breath and immediately followed up with another strike.

"Take advantage of your illness to take your life."

"Crack."

Zhou Hong's hurriedly raised left arm snapped at the sound, and white bone shards pierced through the skin and flesh.

He staggered backward, making "he-he" sounds in his throat, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"Little Beast... you..."

Zhou Hong squeezed a few words out from between his teeth.

"Let's die together."

"Dream on!"

"Thinking of dragging your grandfather down with you? Keep dreaming."

"Blade Drawing Slash."

In the blink of an eye, Gu Han's right hand turned into blade light, slashing straight toward the top of Zhou Hong's head.

"Crack!"

Zhou Hong's skull was split open, and brains splattered.

A look of disbelief remained frozen in Zhou Hong's eyes.

"Hoo, hoo..."

Gu Han gasped heavily, his right palm edge dripping with blood.

Using his hand as a blade to perform the Blade Drawing Slash, although he killed Zhou Hong, his palm was also torn and mangled by the recoil.

"I actually... really killed a Heavenly Human Realm powerhouse..."

Gu Han looked at Zhou Hong's corpse, a storm raging in his heart.

He knew that if it weren't for Zhou Hong being heavily injured and underestimating his enemy, he would never have succeeded.

At this moment, a line of text floated before Gu Han's eyes.

[Killed a sinful person, plundered four hundred and twenty-five remnants of fate.]

"Eh!"

"This guy has quite a lot of fate."

"As expected of a Heavenly Human with a lifespan of five hundred years."

Following that, Gu Han felt a flow of blood and Qi draining away.

"Not good!"

"brother system, you really know how to pick your timing."

"I'm already in this state, and you're still continuing the synthesis. Can't you wait until I recover before synthesizing?"

Unfortunately, his complaints had no effect at all.

Immediately, he endured the intense pain in his right hand, approached Zhou Hong's corpse, and began searching it thoroughly.

"A Heavenly Human Realm powerhouse should have some good things..."

His fingertips touched a hard object, and Gu Han pulled a blood-colored Jade Slip from Zhou Hong's bosom, with the three small characters "Blood Shadow Evasion Technique" engraved on it.

His eyebrows danced with joy. This was a life-saving secret technique that only Core Disciples of the Blood God Cult could Cultivate.

Suddenly, a deafening explosion came from the sky again.

"Old Ghost Ximen, you dare to injure me?!"

Ye Wuhuan's roar resounded through the sky.

Gu Han looked up and saw an old man in white stepping on thousands of Sword Qi, cutting off all nine of Ye Wuhuan's demonic chains. Behind the old man, thirty-six crystalline jade swords hovered, each emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation.

"Invincible West Gate."

"It is the Grand Elder of the Ximen Family who has been in seclusion for a hundred years."

"I didn't expect this person to actually appear."

...

The Cultivators hiding in the distance could not help but exclaim.

Gu Han's heart raced, and his movements became faster.

He fished out a brocade pouch from Zhou Hong's waist, which contained three Medicinal Pills as red as blood. The rich medicinal fragrance made the pores all over his body expand.

"blood god pill?!"

Gu Han almost bit his tongue.

This was a top-grade Medicinal Pill that could instantly restore all True Qi, and in the black market, one pill was worth ten thousand gold.

The blood god pill was a secret medicine of the Blood God Cult, rarely seen outside.

With a "crack," Zhou Hong's belt broke, revealing a hidden pocket on the inside.

A token engraved with a blood-colored skull slid out.

Gu Han caught it with quick eyes and fast hands. On the back, nine small characters were engraved: "Blood God Cult Core Disciple Zhou Hong."

"As expected..."

Gu Han sneered.

The dignified Left Commander of the Zhenwu Division was actually a secret agent of the Blood God Cult. No wonder he could coordinate with Gongsun Tu on a layout for many years.

Just as he was preparing to continue scavenging, a sudden change occurred.

"Hum."

The blood river netherworld blade hovering high in the sky suddenly trembled violently, and all the blood-colored patterns on the blade lit up.

A beam of blood light that pierced through heaven and earth erupted, blasting away several Dharma Aspect Realm powerhouses who were besieging it.

"Not good, the demonic blade is about to choose a master!"

The Imperial Clan Fifth Ancestor Chu Yi's face changed drastically.