166: Enter the fifth floor

Tian Zhu City.

Fourth level.

Yan Guishan coldly stared at the rampant Refined Corpse army.

Beside him, a grey-robed Elder chuckled, “These Witch Race members have powerful bodies, perfect for refining into Refined Corpses. This commotion is likely to be big, and the Sky Palace will surely react.

At that time, we can seize the Opportunity to head to the Upper Level.”

Within the Witch Race, the Rank is clear.

Especially in Tian Zhu City.

The lower three levels and the fourth and fifth levels are almost impossible to communicate between.

In particular, the portal from the fourth level to the fifth level is usually closed unless necessary, making it difficult even for an Cave Profound Old Monster to infiltrate.

Not to mention the Sky Palace above the fifth level.

Yan Guishan sneered, “As long as we infiltrate the Sky Palace and steal the secret of manufacturing source Blood.

After slaughtering a few powerful Witch Race members, I will be confident in refining more than ten Dongxuan Realm Refined Corpses.

At that time, it will be the Yan Family’s time to sweep through the Qian Wu Secret Realm. Haha.”

The Qian Wu Secret Realm is rich in resources.

However, the local power is strong, with over ten Dongxuan Realm Grand Witches alone.

Many Shu Mountain Elders have entered the Secret Realm.

But the Elders from various factions also belong to different groups, each stirring up trouble and plundering resources in the Qian Wu Secret Realm, making it impossible for them to unite.

Therefore, Shu Mountain was unwilling to act rashly.

After all, their own Yang God Old Ancestor had been in seclusion for many years and would not awaken under normal circumstances unless it was a matter of life and death.

Suddenly, both men frowned.

The fifth-level portal opened, and a golden beam of light descended from the Void Realm.

It pierced through the fourth level, spreading outwards like golden ripples, and the powerful energy evaporated large numbers of Witch Race members and Refined Corpses.

As the golden light dissipated, the streets and buildings were left in ruins.

Several figures appeared in the Void Realm.

In the center, a majestic man in golden armor was furious.

“These lower-Rank people dare to rebel… they truly don’t know their place!”

Ya He, holding a giant halberd polished from bone, exuded a vibrant Blood Qi, like a furnace, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.

With a powerful swing of his heavy halberd, it made a thick, whooshing sound, cleaving through the sky full of Refined Corpses and rioters.

“Ya He is still so impatient. It’s rare for us to come below the fifth level…”

A woman wrapped in animal skin, revealing her tanned skin, waved her hand, and the ribbons entanglement around her transformed into strange feathered serpents, devouring large numbers of rebels.

“Let’s resolve this rebellion as soon as possible.

The foul air of the lower levels, I can’t stand being here for another moment…”

Another Royal Clan member attacked, killing a large group of rioters.

On the fourth level, the Witch Race members who had been struggling to resist the rebellion were all overjoyed.

“It’s the Prodigies of the Yacha Royal Clan!”

“The Royal Clan of the fifth level has finally taken action!”

“Excellent! Drive all these damned rioters to the lowest level and make them slaves!”

Silently, two streaks of light swept past the portal and entered the fifth level.

Half a day later, the rebellion on the fourth level was completely quelled.

Around them were broken walls and ruins, with scattered embers of fire.

Flesh mixed with internal organs stained the ground crimson, like a carpet of blood and gore.

The stench made several Prodigies frown deeply.

“The rebellion is finally quelled…”

A Witch Race woman showed a look of disgust.

“It’s not over yet; the lower three levels still need to be cleared.”

At these words, several Witch Race Prodigies showed expressions of revulsion.

Condescending to descend from the fifth level to the fourth was already their limit.

The Witch Race members of the lower three levels were all the same in their eyes.

They were lowly swine.

The scene fell silent.

Finally, Ya He, the leader, broke the silence: “I’ll go…”

...The strongest rebel on the lower three levels was only comparable to a False Core.

Facing Ya He, who was at the Peak True Core Realm, they were as fragile as lambs to the slaughter.

Splat—

The giant halberd slashed through the Void Realm, and Blood Qi surged, countless Witch Race rebels exploded into a bloody mist with wails, their lives harvested like grass.

In the blink of an eye, the previously clamoring rebels were routed and scattered, fleeing in all directions.

Strands of Blood Qi gathered and merged into the crimson ox-eye gem on the handle of the giant halberd. The gem became even more eerily red, and through the light and shadow within it, one could see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The halberd transmitted strands of Blood Qi into Ya He’s body, causing his aura to surge, creating a sense of stagnation.

Ya He’s face lit up with joy: ‘The weapon bestowed by the Immortal from outside this world is too powerful.

The more creatures it slaughters, the more cultivation it feeds back to the host… This rebellion is simply a heaven-sent Opportunity.

When I return to the Upper Realm, I will surely defeat that Gongsun Liang and enter the Sky Palace to receive the Legacy…’

Suddenly, an endless black Qi surged in the Void Realm, obscuring the sky and sun, isolating the outside world.

Hell Path!

A figure appeared in the Void Realm, with a vast grey expanse behind him, faintly revealing the massive phantom of a demonic idol.

“You… an evil god from the outside world!”

Ya He’s face showed terror.

Gu Changsheng looked at the bone giant halberd in Ya He’s hand, a playful smile appearing on his face: “It seems the Ancestor of the Yan Family isn’t the only one coveting the Witch Race… I wonder which Elder it is, or if there’s someone else…”

Whoosh—

The black Qi surged, transforming into a giant palm that descended, covering the sky and earth. Under the enormous shadow, Ya He’s body was as tiny as an ant.

“Damn it!”

Ya He’s Blood Qi erupted, a golden phantom appeared on his body, and Blood Qi continuously merged into the bone giant halberd in his hand, a cold glint blossoming from the tip of the halberd.

Boom—

Like puncturing a balloon, it actually broke through the giant palm’s blockade and reached the edge of the Hell Path.

“Golden Bloodline…” Gu Changsheng’s eyes showed a hint of joy.

This was an Advanced warrior Bloodline, rare and hard to come by.

Gu Changsheng’s figure flickered, suddenly appearing behind Ya He.

Ya He was immediately startled, and in the instant he turned around, a fair hand suddenly pinched his throat, continuously devouring his Blood Qi.

“You…”

Ya He struggled desperately, twisting, but the hand gripping his throat was like an ancient Strange Beast, possessing incredible strength.

‘How can this evil god’s body be so strong… Damn it… I am the future King of the Yacha tribe…’

Gu Changsheng’s eyes turned white, and mystic light surged around his body. A book seemed to appear before his eyes, recording Ya He’s life story.

And he was wantonly flipping through it.

A moment later, Ya He’s body was covered in a layer of grey light, emitting rustling gnawing sounds.

Gu Changsheng’s palm moved, and he put on a brand new skin.

He slowly opened his eyes, a drop of golden essence Blood appearing in his palm. He swallowed it whole, and as the Blood Qi circulated, his body shimmered like a golden giant.

Human Race members who transplant Witch Race Bloodline will continuously weaken.

However, using it for a short period would not show any abnormality.

“Golden Blood… Now, even if this person’s father were present, he would never recognize me… However, this person received an Opportunity in his youth, which is quite noteworthy…”

A hint of solemnity appeared in Gu Changsheng’s eyes.

In the memory flashback, although Ya He was born into the Yacha Royal Clan, he was illegitimate. Coupled with his naturally weak Bloodline and frail Physique, he was often bullied by his siblings.

At the age of seven, after being beaten half to death, he ran to a desolate mountain. The space rippled like a lake, and a white-robed Immortal descended, bestowing upon him a giant halberd Spirit Treasure.

Whenever he killed and devoured Witch Blood, it would feed back to the user, enhancing his Bloodline Power.

From then on, Ya He rose steadily, becoming the second Prodigy, second only to Gongsun Liang.

“Immortal from outside this world… Judging from the timeline, it doesn’t seem to be from the Shu Mountain faction.

The situation is getting more and more interesting.”

A smile appeared on Gu Changsheng’s lips. He absorbed the bone giant halberd into his hand, and black Qi surged in, instantly giving him information about the giant halberd.

‘Bloodthirsty Sky Halberd… Is that its name… However, the refining method and Materials are unprecedented. Could it be from outside this domain?’

There are three thousand Major Thousand Worlds, and the other Small Worlds are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges.

Since the Qian Wu Secret Realm can be close to the cultivation world, other worlds are naturally no exception.

Gradually, Gu Changsheng’s expression became solemn, and he saw a clue.

“It turns out this halberd also has a hidden trick, serving as a positioning device to establish coordinates for future Possession and descent.

It seems I inadvertently stole someone’s century-long plan… Very good…”

The black Qi quietly refined the giant halberd, shrinking it to the size of a fingertip, which he swallowed whole.

Since he had already stolen it, it was naturally impossible to spit it out.

Moreover, if the mastermind truly crossed realms, a head-on confrontation would be a different matter.

Screech—

Gu Changsheng activated the golden Blood, and his aura was like a golden giant sword, piercing through the clouds and directly towards the fifth-level portal.

He stomped his foot and shot away.

In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived before the fifth-level portal.

Around the portal, light and shadow wriggled, inscribed with various Strange Beast patterns, subtly connecting with each other in the ethereal realm, giving birth to an inexplicable profound aura.

‘A Formation arranged with Strange Beast essence Blood, and of a very high Rank. It would be extremely difficult for an ordinary Cave Profound Old Monster to pass through.

It seems the Witch Race’s cultivation limit in this world must be very high…’

Recalling the rebellion, Gu Changsheng roughly guessed the reason.

His gaze flickered towards the fifth level deep within the portal, and he said lightly, “According to my calculations, the Ancestor of the Yan Family should have already entered the fifth level… Interesting.”