98: Chapter 98 Slaying the Peak of Dharma Form, the Embers of Fate Rage Wildly

"Tu Qianjue, he is indeed here!"

A cold smile curled at Gu Han's lips; his figure flashed, appearing instantly before the small building.

The night wind, carrying the scent of rouge and powder, brushed against the corner of Gu Han's clothes.

Behind Gu Han, the Azure Dragon Dharma Idol breathed out dark-gold chains, tearing a gap in the barrier.

"Old Dog Tu certainly knows how to enjoy himself."

A woman's tender laughter drifted from within the carved window frames.

The scene inside the room was reflected in Gu Han's pupils.

Seven female cultivators from the Azure Demon Sect were injecting essence blood into a Formation. An old man in black robes sat on a futon in the center, surrounded by surging blood mist; he was at the critical moment of breaking through to Nirvana.

Gu Han's toes lightly tapped the roof tiles, and the blue-brick ground below suddenly exploded with spiderweb-like cracks.

The half-wisp of Dharma Aspect Realm Aura he intentionally leaked was like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, instantly stirring up layers of ripples.

The carved window frames on the third floor of the small building shattered with a "clatter." Amidst his billowing black robes, Tu Qianjue lunged out, carrying a foul wind.

His withered, bone-thin right hand formed a claw, his fingertips glowing with a faint blue poisonous light, leaving charred traces in the air wherever it passed.

"Who's there?"

Tu Qianjue suddenly snapped his eyes open, his withered claw striking the ground as he lunged upward.

"Which Fellow Daoist has arrived? Please reveal yourself."

"Old Dog Tu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Gu Han's voice exploded, carrying the True Qi of a dragon's roar.

Gu Han stood suspended in mid-air. Behind him, the Azure Dragon Dharma Idol breathed out dark-gold chains, enveloping the entire Yingchun Tower in an ancient Aura.

Tu Qianjue's pupils constricted to the size of needles. His withered claw hung in mid-air as the Aura of the surging blood mist suddenly stagnated.

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

Tu Qianjue narrowed his cloudy eyes, the blood mist around him slithering like venomous snakes.

"This old man does not seem to have offended Your Excellency."

"If I have, please speak plainly."

Gu Han remained silent. His figure moved like lightning, his Heavenly Prison Steps shattering the void as he lunged straight for Tu Qianjue's throat.

Tu Qianjue's pupils shrank. His withered claw suddenly lunged out, and amidst the surging blood mist, it transformed into a hundred-zhang river of blood, sweeping forward with a bloody scent.

"Little Beast, you're looking for death!"

Gu Han sneered. The Azure Dragon Dharma Idol roared toward the heavens, and the dark-gold chains shredded the blood river like living creatures.

"Xu Yuan's debt should be repaid by his master."

Tu Qianjue's expression changed drastically; he felt the threatening Aura emanating from Gu Han.

"Xu Yuan?"

Before his voice could fade, twelve blood lines suddenly burst from his sleeve, each ending in a faint blue bone nail.

The bone nails whistled through the air with a shrill ghostly wail—they were the extremely sinister "Soul-Sealing Nails."

Air waves exploded from beneath Gu Han's boots as his figure twisted like a phantom.

After seven steps, charred footprints were left on the ground. All twelve bone nails were driven into the blue bricks, corroding pits a zhang deep.

"Is that all?"

Amidst his sneers, Gu Han pressed his fingers together like a sword and pointed toward the void.

heavenly prison chains shot out from the Dragon Shadow Dharma Idol, twisting toward Tu Qianjue's throat like a flood dragon emerging from the sea.

"Arrogant!"

Tu Qianjue roared, and the Aura of the Peak Dharma Aspect Realm within him exploded completely amidst the surging blood mist.

It actually transformed into a hundred-zhang blood river, fangs bared and a foul wind blowing.

"Blood River Devouring the Heavens!"

The blood river opened its massive maw and lunged to swallow Gu Han. Wherever it passed, space shattered and the void trembled.

Gu Han's figure flashed, appearing instantly above the blood river.

He clenched his fist, and dark-gold Buddhist light erupted simultaneously with the Azure Dragon Dharma Idol.

"The dragon battles in the wilderness; its blood is dark and yellow!"

"Break!"

A single punch was thrown, like the heavens collapsing and the earth rending. With a dull thud, the blood river was actually shattered by Gu Han's punch, turning into a rain of blood.

Tu Qianjue retreated violently, his eyes filled with horror and unwillingness.

"Impossible!"

"You are only at the Dharma Image Realm Sixth Layer; how could you possibly break my Blood River Dharma Idol?"

Gu Han sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"So what if I'm at the Dharma Image Realm Sixth Layer?"

"It is enough to kill you!"

Tu Qianjue's face was grim; he knew he would not escape calamity today.

But as a Peak Dharma Aspect Realm expert, how could he just give up without a fight?

"Little Beast, don't get ahead of yourself!"

"Let me show you this old man's methods."

Tu Qianjue's vital energy and blood surged. At the moment his Blood River Dharma Idol shattered...

A flash of madness crossed his eyes, and his withered claw suddenly plunged into his own chest.

"Blood River Hand!"

"Little Beast, to force this old man to use this move, you've earned your keep!"

He roared as the blood-light in his palm flared intensely.

Tu Qianjue actually transformed his own essence blood into a towering wave of blood, forming a gargantuan blood-colored palm that blotted out the sun, striking down fiercely toward Gu Han.

Wherever the blood palm passed, space collapsed and the void trembled, crushing everything into dust.

"Come then!"

Battle Intent boiled in Gu Han's eyes.

He knew well that this strike was Tu Qianjue's final, desperate blow, and also the best opportunity for him to test his own strength.

He gripped the hilt of his blade with one hand.

The Azure Dragon Dharma Idol roared behind him, dark-gold chains wrapping around it with a deafening clatter.

"Blade Drawing Slash!"

Gu Han gave a low shout and slashed out with his blade.

The blade light, like a dragon, carried an Aura that could destroy heaven and earth as it collided fiercely with the gargantuan blood-colored palm.

"Boom!"

The world lost its color; the sun and moon grew dim!

A terrifying shockwave centered on the two of them spread frantically in all directions; everywhere it passed, everything was reduced to nothingness.

Under this force, the backyard of Yingchun Tower was like paper, instantly leveled to the ground.

As the dust settled, Gu Han stood proudly in the void, holding his long blade. His clothes fluttered in the wind, yet he was completely unharmed.

In contrast, Tu Qianjue fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string, coughing up blood frantically, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Impossible... This is impossible..."

"The Azure Demon Sect will not let you off."

Tu Qianjue struggled to stand, only to find his Meridians completely severed and his Dharma Idol shattered—he was already at the end of his rope.

"Nothing is impossible."

Gu Han looked at him coldly, as if looking at a dead man.

"You have committed many evils; tonight is the date of your death."

With that, he spoke no more nonsense. His figure flashed, appearing instantly before Tu Qianjue as he slashed down with his blade.

"No!"

Tu Qianjue screamed in terror but could not dodge.

"Puff!"

The blade light flashed, and a head soared into the sky, blood spraying everywhere.

Tu Qianjue was dead!

[Slew a sinful person, plundered 520 remaining remnants of fate.]

Gu Han watched the text floating before him. A cold smile curled at his lips as he collected Tu Qianjue's storage ring and turned to leave.

"Hmm? Someone is coming?"

His brow furrowed slightly. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he sensed several powerful Auras rapidly approaching.

"Heavenly Human Realm experts?"

Gu Han's heart tightened; he could feel that among these Auras...

The strongest was only at the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Human Realm.

"Forget it, I'll let these small fry be!"

"I'll find a place to convert the life origin crystals into cultivation first."

Immediately, he used the Heavenly Prison Steps to make a clean getaway.

He sped all the way until he was far from Yingchun Tower, arriving at a quiet cave outside the city before stopping.

"Whew..."

Gu Han let out a long breath. The Azure Dragon Dharma Idol behind him slowly dissipated, and the dark-gold chains receded into his body.

His gaze was cold as he muttered to himself.

"Azure Demon Sect, Blood God Cult, the princes' struggle for the throne..."

"The capital is going to be quite lively now."

Gu Han thought no more of it. He found a clean spot to sit cross-legged and began to take stock of his gains.

He first took out several dharma image diagrams from Jiu Wuming's storage ring.

These dharma image diagrams were all treasures of the Blood God Cult, each containing formidable power.

" 'Blood Demon Devouring Heaven Diagram,' 'Nine Serenities Soul Refining Incantation,' 'Mystic Ice Evil Corpse Art'..."