50: Chapter 50 Blood Demon Nine Hearts Devours Ancestor, Blood River Blade Cries Out to Gu Han

"In these three hundred years, these nine demonic hearts have been this old man's greatest achievement."

"Otherwise, how would this old man dare to plot all this alone?"

Ye Wuhuan grinned hideously and crushed the heart in his hand.

"Old ghost Ximen, being able to die under the demonic heart is your honor."

"However, rest assured, you will not be the last."

"This old man will send the entire Ximen Family to keep you company."

"Die for me!"

The moment Ye Wuhuan crushed the heart, the sky full of blood mist transformed into thousands of hideous ghost faces, emitting shrill, wailing sounds.

Invincible West Gate's Thirty-six Jade Swords suddenly trembled violently, and spiderweb-like blood-red cracks appeared on the blades.

"Blood Demon Heart-Devouring Curse?!"

"Didn't this go extinct back in the ancient times?"

Invincible West Gate's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly formed seals to recall the jade swords.

"Too late."

"How could the Legacy of my Blood Demon Sect be something an ant like you can fathom?"

Ye Wuhuan laughed wildly, and the nine main demonic chains suddenly fused into a hundred-foot-long blood python, opening its giant mouth to swallow Invincible West Gate.

"Boom!"

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, Invincible West Gate spat out blood and flew backward, his dharma robe shattered, revealing the dim, golden heart-protecting mirror underneath.

"Old Ancestor!"

The Sword Cultivators of the Ximen Family cried out and formed a formation to rescue him, but they were swept by the aftermath of the blood python, and seven Mortal Transformation Realm Cultivators exploded and died on the spot.

Seeing this, Chu Yi's pupils shrank, and he suddenly bit his fingertip to draw a blood talisman on his forehead.

"Imperial Dragon Qi, heed my command!"

A heaven-shaking dragon roar came from the direction of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and the golden dragon of dynastys fortune broke free from the demonic blade's restraint, turning into a stream of light that merged into Chu Yi's body.

This Imperial Clan Fifth Ancestor's aura rose steadily, breaking through the shackles of the Nirvana Realm in the blink of an eye, reaching the half-step Samsara Realm, with nine dragon-shaped phantoms appearing around his body.

"Ye Wuhuan!"

Chu Yi's voice was like thunder.

"Tonight, I will let you witness the true Imperial Dao ultimate technique."

...

Gu Han seized the opportunity to rush out of the dungeon ruins, the wound on his back burning with pain.

He forcibly suppressed the restlessness of the Dragon Elephant Bloodline within him and slipped into a dark alley.

"I must heal as soon as possible..."

Gu Han took out the blood god pill he had obtained from Zhou Hong from his bosom, and just as he was about to consume it, every hair on his body suddenly stood on end.

At the end of the dark alley, three black shadows appeared silently.

"Little brother, where are you in such a hurry to go?"

The leader lifted his cloak, revealing a hideous face covered in sores.

"Hand over Zhou Hong's Legacy, and I will leave your corpse intact."

Gu Han's heart pounded wildly; these three were actually all in the Divine Intent Realm.

He quietly circulated his Nine Hells True Qi and discovered that only thirty percent of his True Qi remained.

"Seniors..."

Gu Han pretended to be terrified and retreated.

"This Junior is just..."

"Enough nonsense!"

The black-clad figure on the left suddenly flung out three streaks of black light.

"You dare to touch things belonging to the Blood God Cult?"

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Gu Han used his hand as a saber, narrowly parrying the three bone-piercing nails, his right hand immediately splitting open.

He used the momentum to crash through the side earthen wall, rolling into an abandoned house.

"Chase!"

The scarred face shouted sternly.

"He has been hit by the Heart-Corroding Nail, he won't get far."

Gu Han stumbled into the inner room and suddenly noticed his palm was pitch black.

The bone-piercing nail had actually been coated with deadly poison.

He swallowed the blood god pill without hesitation, and the surging medicinal power exploded within his body instantly.

"Boom!"

The Nine Hells True Qi surged like a raging tide, and the dark golden patterns under Gu Han's skin spread wildly.

He was surprised to find that the Dragon Elephant Bloodline within him was fighting against the poison, and every collision made his True Qi more refined.

"So that's how it is..."

Gu Han had a flash of inspiration and immediately sat cross-legged to circulate his energy.

The Nine Hells Body Refining Technique, combined with the Dragon Elephant Bloodline, actually refined the poison bit by bit into pure energy.

"Found you!"

A large hole suddenly broke open in the roof, and the scarred face swooped down from the air, his palms glowing with a ghostly blue toxic light.

At the critical moment, the sound of a dragon and elephant neighing came from within Gu Han.

The dark golden patterns instantly covered his entire body, and his right fist, wrapped in violent True Qi, slammed toward the top of his head.

"Bang!"

The scarred face flew backward faster than he had come, his entire right arm twisted at a strange angle.

He crashed through three brick walls before stopping, his face filled with disbelief.

"Impossible!"

"You were hit by the Heart-Corroding Nail, why are you still able to block me?"

Gu Han slowly stood up, golden light flickering in his eyes.

He felt as if an ancient giant beast had awakened within him, and every inch of his flesh and blood was filled with explosive power.

At this moment, Gu Han's injuries had healed, and his aura had also stabilized.

"I've been beaten all night."

"I'll just use you three pieces of trash to vent my anger."

"Aren't you looking for Zhou Hong's Legacy?"

Gu Han sneered.

"Come and take it."

"Zhou Hong left behind quite a few good things."

The other two black-clad figures jumped down from the hole, and their expressions changed simultaneously upon seeing their companion's miserable state.

"Big Brother!"

"Careful, this brat is strange."

The scarred face struggled to stand up and shouted sternly.

"Attack together, use the Blood Fiend Formation!"

The three quickly formed a formation, and the blood-colored True Qi wove into a net in the air, shrouding toward Gu Han.

This was a joint attack technique of the Blood God Cult, sufficient to trap and kill strong enemies above their level.

Gu Han, however, was no longer afraid; he felt the Dragon Elephant Bloodline within him boiling.

The pitch-black toxin on his right arm had been completely purified, and the dark golden patterns were becoming increasingly clear.

"Well come!"

Gu Han gripped his hands in the air, using his hands as a saber to execute the Blade Drawing Slash.

Two dark golden streaks of Saber Qi flew out in a cross, tearing the blood-colored net apart.

"What?!"

The scarred face was horrified.

"He is clearly only in the Primordial Core Realm!"

Gu Han did not give the opponent time to react; his figure moved like lightning as he rushed into the formation.

His right fist slammed into the chest of one of the black-clad figures, and the power of the Dragon Elephant erupted, directly piercing through his chest.

"Third Brother!"

The other black-clad figure was furious and shot dozens of poison needles from his sleeves.

Watching the poison needles approach, Gu Han dodged to the side, avoiding the attack.

"It's your turn."

Gu Han appeared behind the black-clad figure like a ghost, his hand-blade slicing across his throat.

"Pfft!"

Fresh blood sprayed, and the second black-clad figure fell, clutching his throat.

Seeing this, the scarred face turned and fled, but was kicked to the ground by Gu Han.

"Spare... spare my life..."

The scarred face begged for mercy in terror.

"I am willing to serve you as my master..."

Gu Han sneered.

"People from the Blood God Cult are worthy of begging for mercy?"

With a swift motion, the scarred face's head rolled to the ground.

Gu Han couldn't be bothered to ask why they knew he had obtained Zhou Hong's Legacy.

Right now, Gu Han just wanted to get through the night safely.

The battle ended, and Gu Han let out a long sigh of relief as the boiling Dragon Elephant Bloodline within him gradually calmed down.

He checked the spoils of war, finding several bottles of Medicinal Pills and some silver notes on the three of them.

"The Blood God Cult is truly like a lingering ghost..."

Gu Han frowned, contemplating what to do next.

The Imperial City was already in chaos, with various factions fighting over the blood river netherworld blade.

With his current strength, getting involved would mean certain death.

"I'll find a safe place to heal first and wait for the storm to pass."

Just as Gu Han was preparing to leave, his body suddenly stiffened.

He felt the Dragon Elephant Bloodline within him becoming restless again, and the dark golden patterns under his skin lit up uncontrollably.

At the same time, an earth-shattering saber hum came from the distance.

"Hum!"

The blood river netherworld blade had actually turned around and was flying rapidly toward Gu Han's location!

"Not good!"

Gu Han's expression changed drastically.

"This ghost thing is looking for me!"

"Once this demonic blade draws that group of people over, it will be hard for me to survive."

Gu Han felt extremely anxious.

He kept circulating his energy to suppress the surging blood and Qi in his body.

On the other hand, he kept trying to find a way to sever the connection with the demonic blade.

Unfortunately, no matter what he tried, he still couldn't change anything.

At this moment, the blood river netherworld blade erupted with another heaven-shattering saber hum.

All the ancient runes on the blade lit up, and the dark red light swept through the entire Imperial City like a tide.

It seemed to be dissatisfaction with Gu Han.

Or perhaps it wanted to break free from the siege before it.

"Hum!"

"Hum!"

"Hum!"

The blood river netherworld blade let out three consecutive saber hums, once again attracting everyone's attention.

All the strong experts who were fighting stopped simultaneously, looking in shock as the demonic blade suddenly turned and shot rapidly toward the direction where Gu Han was.

"Not good!"

"This demonic blade is trying to escape!"

Chu Yi's expression changed drastically.

He knew that this demonic blade and Great Chu's Luck were naturally at odds.

Whoever obtained it would affect the Chu family's empire.

The best choice for the Great Chu Imperial Family now was to seize the demonic blade, refine it again, and make it one of the Great Chu Imperial Family's ancestral holy weapons.

The worst-case scenario was to destroy this demonic blade, allowing the swallowed Luck to return.