187: Chapter 187 Zhao Wujiang's High-Stakes Gamble, The Gaze of a Golden Immortal

Three thousand meters beneath the ancestral residence of the Zhao family in Baiyu City.

Here lay a top-secret meditation chamber, isolated from all Divine Sense probing by 'Dragon-Severing Stone'.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the chamber was suppressed to the extreme, as if a single spark could detonate it.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it all!"

The Zhao family's Old Ancestor, Zhao Wujiang—a Heavenly Immortal powerhouse who usually commanded the winds and rain in Baiyu City—was currently like a gambler who had lost his mind, frantically smashing everything in sight within the room.

The priceless ten-thousand-year warm jade bed was pulverized by a single palm strike, and the ancient painting of Dao comprehension hanging on the wall was torn to shreds.

"How could it be so fast?! That was the Ghost-Crying Forest! The Ghost-Crying Forest with a sect-protecting formation! It was gone in less than half an hour? Not even a single survivor left to send word?!"

Just a moment ago, the last secret contact he had planted on the periphery of the Ghost-Crying Forest sent back news—the Ghost-Crying Forest had vanished.

It had vanished in the literal sense.

Nothing remained but a giant pit, so clean that not even a bone fragment could be found.

Immediately after, bad news followed one after another.

The 'Black Water Pool' branch, located eight hundred miles north of the city, had also completely lost contact an incense stick's time ago.

According to reports from Loose Cultivators watching from afar, a heaven-shocking Sword Qi had soared into the sky there, followed by complete silence.

"It's him! It must be him! That damned Inspector, Lin Feng!"

Zhao Wujiang collapsed onto the ground, gasping for air, his wrinkled old face twisted in extreme terror.

He was afraid.

Truly afraid.

He had originally thought that even if Lin Feng were a Heavenly Immortal, it would take some effort to uproot these two deeply entrenched Heavenly Demon Sect strongholds, and he might even get injured.

But now it seemed, the man was simply strolling through his own backyard!

Killing, ransacking, and leaving—it was smooth and fluid, with a terrifyingly high efficiency!

"The next one... the next one must be that abandoned mine!"

Zhao Wujiang abruptly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.

That mine was the largest transit station for the Heavenly Demon Sect in the White Jade Immortal State, holding hundreds of 'blood offerings' with special Physiques, preparing to be transported to the main altar soon.

If that place was also taken out, he, Zhao Wujiang, would not be able to atone for his sins even with ten thousand deaths!

"No, I cannot sit and wait for death! Those two old foxes, Wang Teng and Li Daoxuan, must already be preparing to sell me out!"

Following the extreme fear, a streak of crazy gambling instinct surged in Zhao Wujiang's heart.

"Since you don't want me to live, then we shall perish together!"

With trembling hands, he took out a black wooden box sealed in layers from the deepest part of his Storage Ring.

Opening the box, there lay a jade talisman, scarlet as blood and emitting a nauseating stench—the Myriad-Mile Blood Shadow Talisman!

This was a lethal weapon that could directly contact the higher-ups of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Each time it was used, it would consume a hundred years of the user's Lifespan and vital blood!

"I'll risk it!"

A flicker of ruthlessness flashed in Zhao Wujiang's eyes.

He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of his life-essence blood, containing rich vitality, onto the jade talisman.

"Hum!"

The jade talisman instantly drained the vital blood, erupting with blinding blood-red light.

The space inside the meditation chamber began to twist, and an Aura a hundred times more terrifying than that of a Heavenly Immortal descended across billions of miles of the Void Realm!

The blood-red light gathered, forming a blood-colored mirror in mid-air.

On the other side of the mirror was a churning sea of blood.

In the center of the blood sea sat a giant three zhang tall.

He was shirtless, his muscles knotted like a Dragon, and his skin covered in eerie demonic patterns.

He was not Cultivating, but rather... eating.

He held the leg of an unknown Yao Beast, his mouth covered in blood as he ate, looking extremely ferocious.

The branch master of the Heavenly Demon Sect in the White Jade Immortal State—the Golden Immortal powerhouse, the Demonic Lord, 'Demon Lord Xuetu'!

Sensing Zhao Wujiang's summons, Demon Lord Xuetu slowly stopped eating.

He raised his head, and those eyes without whites, entirely blood-red, looked over coldly through the mirror.

"Zhao Wujiang?"

Demon Lord Xuetu's voice was low and hoarse, as if coming from the depths of Hell, "You had better have a reason for interrupting my meal.

Otherwise, I would not mind turning you into my next snack."

"Thump!"

Even across ten thousand miles, Zhao Wujiang was still terrified by this horrific killing intent, collapsing to his knees and trembling uncontrollably.

"Mercy, Branch Master! This subordinate has a matter of utmost urgency to report!"

"Speak."

"The Immortal Dynasty... the Immortal Dynasty has sent an Inspector!

It is a young Heavenly Immortal!

He... he has already destroyed two of our branches in a row!

The Ghost-Crying Forest and the Black Water Pool... they are all finished!"

"What?!"

Demon Lord Xuetu abruptly stood up, his terrifying Aura causing monstrous waves in the sea of blood!

"An Inspector?

Have those hypocrites finally decided to act?

How many people did he bring?

Is there a Golden Immortal backing him?"

"No! He is alone!" Zhao Wujiang said hurriedly.

"Alone?" Demon Lord Xuetu paused for a moment, then grinned viciously, "Daring to challenge my branch alone? He is courting death!"

"Branch Master, although this person is only at the Early Stage of the Heavenly Immortal realm, his combat power is extremely bizarre!

And..." Zhao Wujiang's eyes rolled, deciding to add some heavy bait to completely incite Demon Lord Xuetu's greed.

"And what?

Stuttering and hesitating, do you want to die?!"

"Yes! This subordinate suspects... he carries a heavy treasure!

It is very likely to be... an Immortal Emperor weapon embryo!"

"What did you say?!"

This time, Demon Lord Xuetu could no longer remain calm.

For the first time, his ferocious face revealed shock, followed by endless greed!

An Immortal Emperor weapon embryo!

That was a supreme treasure that even Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors would covet!

If he could obtain it... let alone a mere Golden Immortal, even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal would be within reach!

"Are you certain?" Demon Lord Xuetu stared fixedly at Zhao Wujiang.

"Although this subordinate has not seen it with my own eyes, according to intelligence, he has never needed a second move to kill!

If not for possessing a peerless divine weapon, how could a mere Early Stage Heavenly Immortal achieve this?" Zhao Wujiang analyzed confidently.

"Good! Very good!"

Demon Lord Xuetu licked his lips, revealing sharp fangs, "Zhao Wujiang, you have performed a great service this time!

If the information is true, I will bestow upon you a drop of 'Heavenly Demon True Blood' to help you reshape your demonic body!"

"Thank you for your cultivation, Branch Master!" Zhao Wujiang was overjoyed; he had won the gamble!

"Listen to my order!

You are to immediately head to the abandoned mine and activate the 'Nine Nether Demon-Sealing Formation'!

You must trap that brat!

I will arrive shortly after!"

"This time, I will act personally to catch a turtle in a jar!"

"Understood!"

Watching the blood-red mirror slowly dissipate, Zhao Wujiang crawled up from the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Lin Feng, oh Lin Feng, no matter how strong you are, can you be stronger than a Golden Immortal powerhouse?"

"This time, I will watch with my own eyes as you die without a burial place!"