133: With a leisurely stroll, he instantly dominated the entire arena!

Those words completely shattered the last sliver of hope in the High Priest's heart.

Endless despair finally transformed into hysterical madness.

"Ahhhhhhh—!"

The High Priest's eyes were blood-red, looking like a crazed demon as he slammed his Skeletal Staff heavily onto the ground.

"Arrogant brat, you've gone too far!"

"All cult members, heed my command: activate the 'Ten Thousand Soul Blood Hell Formation'!!"

"Today, either he dies, or we perish!"

"Kill him with everything you have! Use his Divine Soul as a sacrifice to my Lord!!!"

He was thoroughly enraged.

Since there was no way out, he would fight to the death!

Following his hoarse roar, the remaining cultists seemed to find a pillar of support, their survival instincts overriding their fear.

They let out a collective roar, and the crimson energy lines on their bodies lit up once again.

But this time, the energy didn't flow into that heart; instead, it was frantically injected into the ground beneath their feet.

"Buzz— Buzz— Buzz—!"

The entire plaza—no, the entire underground space where the Eternal Life Cult headquarters was located—began to vibrate violently.

One by one, the massive Formation runes engraved on the ground were activated. Blood-red light soared into the sky, dyeing the entire space an unsettling shade of scarlet.

The ground of the plaza began to crack, and from the bottomless fissures, a black mist so thick it wouldn't disperse gushed out.

Shrill shrieks and venomous roars echoed from deep underground, as if billions of lost souls were struggling to crawl back into the world of the living.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Countless translucent vengeful spirits swarmed out from the cracks.

These were the Vengeful Spirit Legions that the Eternal Life Cult had refined through human sacrifices over many years.

But that wasn't all.

"Roar—!!!"

Accompanied by deafening roars, a large number of terrifying magical beasts also slowly crawled out from the massive fissures.

These were war machines that had fused with the power of the Lord of Eternal Life and had been refined by the Formation for countless years.

The aura emitted by each beast was enough to make a conventional Rank Six powerhouse feel palpitations.

Vengeful spirits like an ocean, magical beasts like mountains.

The entire plaza instantly transformed into a true Shura Hell.

The blood-colored light of the Formation shrouded the sky, black resentment permeated the earth, and terrifying magical beasts stood on all sides, completely surrounding Chen Nian.

This grand and imposing scene was enough to make any intruder feel despair.

However, facing this terrifying display that could instantly annihilate an entire army...

Chen Nian was not only unafraid, but his face was full of joy, as if he had seen something interesting.

"Oh? There are actually so many demons left?"

"You should have brought them out sooner."

He didn't even assume a defensive posture.

With just a thought...

Blood Pupil Domain, activate!

In an instant, an indescribable aura—older, more overbearing, and more ominous—erupted from Chen Nian as its center.

The entire world seemed to have its mute button pressed at that moment.

All the shrieks, roars, and growls came to an abrupt halt.

The soaring blood-colored light of the Formation, as if meeting its natural enemy, was forcibly covered and tainted by a deeper, purer dark red.

The space of the entire plaza was instantly replaced.

The sky was no longer a rock ceiling, but a boundless blood-colored firmament.

Above the firmament, there was no sun, moon, or stars—only one, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand... countless giant blood-colored pupils slowly opened.

They were cold, indifferent, and devoid of emotion, quietly watching everything within the Domain.

Just by being watched by these blood pupils, those vengeful spirits that had been ferociously aggressive just a moment ago let out even more miserable wails, their soul bodies beginning to uncontrollably twist and dissipate.

Within the Domain, Chen Nian was the sole Dominator.

The wails and venom of those vengeful spirits, far from affecting him, became nourishment for his Domain, greedily absorbed and devoured by the blood pupils.

As for those massive, terrifying monsters, the moment the Blood Pupil Domain expanded, their huge bodies suddenly froze.

The violent power of the evil god within them seemed to have been placed in invisible shackles, its circulation becoming sluggish and obscure.

The terrifying strength they took pride in was suppressed by at least seventy percent within the Domain.

Their movements also became incredibly slow, as if they had fallen into a thick quagmire.

"This... what is this..."

The madness and ferocity on the High Priest's face completely froze.

In its place was a fear and bewilderment even deeper than before.

A Domain!

This was the power of a Domain!

But what kind of Domain could be so overbearing that it could actually suppress their Ten Thousand Soul Blood Hell Formation, which was built upon the Foundation of their entire headquarters?!

Chen Nian paid no heed to his shock.

He slowly landed and began to walk forward with a leisurely pace, as if strolling in his own back garden.

"Roar—!"

The monster closest to him let out an unwilling roar. Its fist, like a giant hammer, tore through the air with immense power and a foul wind, smashing toward Chen Nian.

However, Chen Nian didn't even look.

In the sky, one blood pupil simply blinked.

An invisible crushing force instantly descended.

Pfft!

That terrifying monster didn't even have time to scream before its body instantly exploded into a spray of flesh and blood.

An instant kill!

Chen Nian continued walking forward.

Countless vengeful spirits shrieked and lunged at him, forming a black tide.

Chen Nian still didn't lift a finger.

The blood pupils around him flickered slightly.

Without exception, any vengeful spirit that came within a hundred meters of him was instantly obliterated by the blood-red light.

They didn't even have time to wail before they were turned into pure energy and absorbed by the Domain.

Wherever Chen Nian passed, an area of absolute cleanliness was left behind.

He didn't walk fast, but with every step he took, a swath of vengeful spirits or monsters was easily wiped out.

He wasn't fighting; he was clearing out trash.

The entire plaza became Chen Nian's solo performance stage.

The vengeful spirits and monsters that thousands of cultists had spent their lifeblood to summon were as fragile as paper dolls before him.

This scene completely shattered the psychological defenses of all the Eternal Life Cult members.

They stared blankly at the figure strolling through thousands of demons and ghosts, unable to even conceive the thought of running away.

It was a tremor and submission born from biological instinct when facing heavenly might.

Finally, Chen Nian stopped.

He had crossed the entire sea of vengeful spirits and arrived beneath the altar.

His attention fell upon the High Priest, who had completely lost his wits.

The High Priest shuddered, waking up as if from a dream, and turned to flee.

But it was too late.

Chen Nian simply made a grasping motion toward him in the Void Realm.

Myriad Things Yuan Absorption Art, activate!

An irresistible, terrifying suction force instantly enveloped the High Priest.

"No—!"

The High Priest let out a scream of despair.

His body was completely out of control. His feet left the ground as he was forcibly torn from the altar by that force, flying rapidly toward Chen Nian.

Chen Nian grabbed the High Priest by the throat with one hand and lifted him into the air.

"Just now, did you say you wanted to use my Divine Soul as a sacrifice to your Lord?"

Chen Nian mocked him, a faint smile on his face.

The High Priest struggled weakly, his face turning red, but he couldn't say a single word.

Looking at this face that was young yet as terrifying as an ancient god or demon, his heart was filled with nothing but endless regret.

Chen Nian lost his last bit of patience.

He didn't want to hear any more nonsense from this ant.

He applied a little pressure with his palm.

Crack!

The crisp sound of a bone snapping rang out.

Immediately following...

Bang!

The High Priest's head was crushed like a ripe watermelon right in front of all the Eternal Life Cultists.

Red and white matter splattered in all directions.

The entire area fell into a dead silence.