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103: Chapter 103 The Blood Moon Descends, the Extraterrestrial Demon God's Conspiracy

Accompanying that earth-shattering beast roar, the entire Luofeng Gorge began to tremble violently, as if some gargantuan creature was tunneling through the ground.

Upon the mountain walls on both sides of the canyon, countless giant rocks tumbled down, and dust rose everywhere.

The elite army of the Wu Zhou Empire had only just recovered from a victory.

Immediately, they were turned pale with fright by this terrifying power, and they hurriedly formed defensive formations, tensely watching the end of the canyon.

Finally, under everyone's horrified gazes, a massive Blood-colored Demonic Elephant, its size comparable to a mountain, stepped out slowly from the mist with heavy strides.

The demonic elephant's entire body was dark red, as if cast from congealed blood. Every swing of its long trunk brought a gust of fishy wind, plowing deep furrows into the ground.

And on the back of that giant demonic elephant sat a magnificent throne made of white bones and human skin.

Upon the throne sat an exceptionally burly man.

He wore a set of crimson battle armor polished from the bones of unknown Vicious Beasts. His exposed skin was covered in tattoos of strange and evil blood-colored runes.

He was the Emperor of this generation of the Blood Moon Barbarians, Tuoba Hong.

The aura on his body had remarkably reached the Great Perfection of Spirit Transformation, only a step away from the Void Refining Stage.

What was even more heart-palpitating was the thick, inseparable blood-colored Devilish Qi swirling around him, making him look over a hundred times more dangerous than ordinary Cultivators of the same rank.

“Phoenix Unrivaled, we meet again.”

Barbarian Emperor Tuoba Hong looked down at the crowd on the city wall, his voice like rolling thunder, filled with arrogance and mockery.

When his gaze swept over Su Yun beside Phoenix Unrivaled, his brow involuntarily furrowed tightly.

An extremely familiar aura that made him feel disgusted from the depths of his Soul.

This aura did not originate from someone's Cultivation Technique, nor did it come from some Magic Treasure.

Rather, it was a sense of suppression from the very Origin, like that of a natural enemy.

It was as if... as if it were the scent most hated by the great Demon God he worshipped.

This is impossible!

How could there be an existence in this lower plane that even the great Demon God would find disgusting?

Tuoba Hong was completely baffled, but he did not take Su Yun, this "pretty boy" who only looked to be at the Nascent Soul Stage, to heart.

In his view, the only opponent on this land worthy of his serious attention was Phoenix Unrivaled alone.

“Tuoba Hong! You treacherous, shameless scoundrel!”

Phoenix Unrivaled looked at her nemesis, her teeth gritted in hatred.

“You actually dare to tear up the agreement and slaughter my Wu Zhou subjects! Today, I will surely tear you into ten thousand pieces!”

“Hahaha! Treacherous?”

Tuoba Hong laughed wildly as if he had heard some great joke, his laughter filled with inhuman roars and madness.

“Phoenix Unrivaled, oh Phoenix Unrivaled, you are still so naive! Do you really think a mere scrap of paper could restrain the iron hooves of my Blood Moon Barbarians?”

“To tell you the truth!” Tuoba Hong suddenly stood up and spread his arms like a fanatical believer proclaiming his faith.

“The great Demon God has already handed down a divine oracle! My tribe is the messenger chosen by the Lord Demon God to purify this filthy world!”

“As long as we sacrifice the millions of living beings of your Wu Zhou Empire, and then offer you high-level ‘high-quality’ sacrifices to the Lord Demon God together, we can completely open a stable channel connecting the two Realms!”

“When that time comes, the Lord Demon God's true body will descend upon this Realm! The entire world will tremble beneath the Lord Demon God's feet! And I, Tuoba Hong, will become the new king of this world!”

“Phoenix Unrivaled, I should thank you! Thank you for offering up your own Empire and subjects for the descent of the great Lord Demon God!”

These words were like a bolt from the blue, causing the faces of all the Wu Zhou soldiers to turn as pale as paper.

So, this wasn't an ordinary national war at all.

From start to finish, this was a bloody sacrifice controlled by an Outer-Realm Heavenly Demon from behind the scenes, targeting the entire world!

They were all sacrifices!

“You... you lunatic!”

Phoenix Unrivaled was so angry her whole body trembled, wishing she could rush down immediately and tear this insane Barbarian Emperor to shreds.

However, just as she was about to act, Su Yun beside her fell into a moment of deep thought.

Something's not right...

Su Yun stroked his chin and began a self-analysis.

First of all, I am a villain. My task is to snatch the protagonist's opportunities, snatch the protagonist's women, then continuously grow stronger, and finally step on the protagonist's head.

This saving the world, resisting foreign enemies and whatnot... isn't that the protagonist's job?

Why am I doing this kind of thankless work?

The character setting is wrong!

Su Yun's mind spun rapidly.

But soon, he found a perfect reason for himself that fit his villain persona very well.

Well, Phoenix Unrivaled is my woman now.

The Wu Zhou Empire behind her will also soon become my private property.

These running dogs of the Outer-Realm Heavenly Demon are now running onto my turf to run wild, wanting to touch my person and steal my things?

Can I tolerate this?

I'm not that hypocritical fellow Lin Aotian, who only knows how to make empty promises and throw people aside once they've been used.

Things that belong to me must be held firmly in my hands! No one else can touch them!

Therefore, I'm not saving the world; I'm maintaining my private property and cleaning up the trash at the door while I'm at it.

Yes, that's it!

Having thought this through, Su Yun no longer had any psychological burden.

Instead, looking at the massive blood energy and resentment gathered from the million-strong barbarian army and countless vengeful Souls outside the city, he couldn't help but laugh aloud.

That look in his eyes was filled with undisguised greed and excitement.

Crisis?

Where is the crisis?

This is clearly another super-luxurious experience gift pack sent to me by that Outer-Realm Heavenly Demon who knows where!

[Ding! High-value target detected: Pseudo-Son of Luck Tuoba Hong, blessed by a Demon God. Killing him will grant a large amount of luck points as a reward, with a very high chance of intercepting part of the Demon God's blessing to obtain a special ability!]

The timely System notification made Su Yun smile even more happily.

His unbridled laughter sounded so abrupt and jarring on the silent battlefield.

That undisguised greed and excitement made him look more like a peerless arch-villain who had crawled out of Hell than the fanatical Barbarian Emperor opposite him.

...

Meanwhile, far away from this bloody battlefield, at the border between the Southern Region and the Central Region.

High in the sky, space rippled like water.

Then, a crack appeared out of thin air, and a man wearing Silver Armor with a face as cold as ten-thousand-year ice slowly stepped out.

The aura on his body was incompatible with this world, filled with the pressure of a superior and... pure destructive will.

He then looked down at the land below, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt and disgust.

“What a filthy lower plane, the Spiritual Qi is so thin it's nauseating.”

He muttered to himself, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.

“That damned traitor Burial Azure actually hid in such a garbage place. If he hadn't stolen that 'thing' from the Palace Master, who would be willing to deign to come to such a place and get covered in dust.”

This person was none other than Silver Armor, one of the “God Hunters” from the mysterious and terrifying power of the Upper Realm—the Heaven Burial Palace.

Then, he closed his eyes and sensed carefully for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly.

“The aura of the burial heaven token appeared here, but it was fleeting, seemingly interfered with by the fragile Law power of this plane, making it impossible to pinpoint precisely.”

“Never mind, trying to find someone in this backwater like a headless fly is no different from looking for a needle in a haystack.”

Silver Armor opened his eyes and looked toward the most prosperous part of the Central Region where the Spiritual Qi was densest, his lips curling into a cruel smile.

“I'll just let the natives here help me find him then.”

“I remember the records saying the largest power in the Central Region is called... Taiyi Holy Land? I hope they are smart and sensible enough.”

“Otherwise... Jie jie jie.”

Accompanied by a burst of hair-raising cold laughter, his figure vanished instantly from the spot.

Turning into a streak of light invisible to the naked eye, he sped off toward the Taiyi Holy Land.

...

In the Northern Border, above the isolated city.

Su Yun took a step forward, his body slowly floating into mid-air, facing the giant Blood-colored Demonic Elephant below from a distance.

Then, he hooked his finger contemptuously at Barbarian Emperor Tuoba Hong on the throne, his smile playful.

“A dog raised by an Outer-Realm Heavenly Demon?”

“Very well, it seems the lesson you lot learned at God-Fallen Ravine last time wasn't deep enough.”

“Today, I'll give you a good lesson on behalf of your new master. I'll make you understand the meaning of... despair.”

Su Yun thought that although his cultivation was only at the Late Nascent Soul Stage, as long as he didn't encounter an enemy more than two major Realms above him, he had the confidence to fight them.

Under his incredibly sharp Divine Soul perception after its surge, he had already seen through the fact that the Barbarian Emperor before him was merely a Puppet eroded by Devilish Qi with out-of-control power.

He had the Realm, but no technique.

With such an enemy, he was one hundred percent certain he could play with him in the palm of his hand.

Furthermore, he had the myriad souls banner, a supreme treasure for suppressing demons, in his hand!

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