136: Chapter 136 Blood Fiend's Killing Weapon, Blood Princess

Lower Realm, Demon-Falling Valley.

The deafening roar gradually subsided.

The terrifying millstone, condensed from the Laws of heaven and earth and covering the entire sky, stopped rotating.

Ten thousand feet in the air, the tens of thousands of armored Black Armored Army soldiers and those three arrogant half-step Immortal Lords—not a single speck of residue remained.

Even a drop of blood or a wisp of a remnant Soul was crushed to pieces.

The only trace of their existence was the Spiritual Qi of this world, which had suddenly become more than ten times denser.

Withered trees met spring, and crystal-clear spiritual springs gushed from the parched rock crevices.

This was the world's instinctive feedback of vitality after devouring such great nourishment.

Su Yun, dressed in a mysterious black brocade robe, stood at the peak of the sky.

With an indifferent expression, he gave a casual wave, and the Heavenly Dao Millstone transformed into a sky full of colorful spots of light, dissipating into the Void Realm.

Below, there was a deathly silence.

Hundreds of thousands of Cultivators from various regions were all scared witless.

Someone's knees gave way, and with a "thud," they knelt on the ground.

Immediately after, whether it was the high and mighty Void Refining Stage experts or the Sect Masters who dominated their regions, a large crowd knelt down in succession.

“Thank you, Lord, for your life-saving grace!”

Taiyi Holy Master roared hoarsely, his forehead slamming heavily onto the black rock, creating a dent; blood flowed freely, but he was completely oblivious.

Fanaticism.

Extreme fanaticism.

The figure in the sky was no longer a human in their eyes, but a living deity holding the power of life and death.

Crushing Immortals with a mere gesture—with such great power, who would dare to disobey?

Su Yun didn't spare them a single glance, his gaze piercing through layers of void to strike at the blood-colored cross-Realm crack that was about to close completely.

On the other end of the crack, that giant blood-colored eye was staring intently at him, filled with frenzied bloodshot veins.

A mocking smile appeared at the corners of Su Yun's mouth as he slowly raised his right hand and made a clean, sharp throat-slitting gesture at that eye.

Crack!

The crack was completely sealed.

The sky cleared again, cloudless for ten thousand miles.

...

Upper Realm, deep within the blood-colored nebula, Heaven Burial Palace.

Boom—!

A violent and matchless aura of destruction erupted from the main hall, causing the massive dark-red palace to tremble violently.

“Brat! You go too far!”

Blood Fiend Divine Lord sat on a throne piled high with the bones of countless Immortals, his chest heaving violently.

His face, which was shrouded in blood mist year-round, now had veins bulging, and his features were contorted.

Crack.

He crushed the armrest of the throne with his bare hands, and the bone powder polished from the skull of a half-step Immortal Lord rustled down onto his dark gold robe.

Below the hall, dozens of high-ranking members of the Heaven Burial Palace with profound auras knelt in unison, cold sweat soaking their backs.

These titans, who usually commanded the winds and clouds outside, didn't even dare to raise their heads now.

The tens of thousands of elite Black Armored Army soldiers were the foundation of the Heaven Burial Palace's conquest of the heavens.

The three half-step Immortal Lord Elders were the mainstays of the Sect.

And yet, in a Lower Realm they viewed as a pigpen, they had been crushed like fertilizer.

“Pass down my decree!”

Blood Fiend Divine Lord stood up abruptly, his eyes crimson, his killing intent condensing into physical frost.

“Assemble one hundred thousand Blood God Army soldiers; I will personally descend to the Lower Realm to extract that Su bastard's Soul and refine his spirit, torturing him for a hundred thousand years!”

“Divine Lord, please calm your anger!”

A withered-looking Grand Elder braced himself and looked up, his voice trembling: “Divine Lord, you absolutely must not!”

“What? Do you want to take a dip in the Blood Pool?” Blood Fiend Divine Lord stared intently at him, a scalp-numbing blood light already swirling around his fingertips.

The Grand Elder kowtowed vigorously, speaking rapidly.

“The Laws of the Lower Realm have a very strong rejection; if the Divine Lord's true body descends, your cultivation will surely be forcibly suppressed!”

“Furthermore, the spies of the Nine Heavens Immortal Court, Taixuan Holy Land, and the Netherworld Demon Sect are staring intently at us right now!”

Blood Fiend Divine Lord's movements froze.

“Those old fogies have always been eyeing the foundations of our Heaven Burial Palace.”

The Grand Elder was sweating profusely.

“If you leave your lair, within half a day, they will surely join forces to break through the Sect-protecting array! To ruin the million-year foundation of our Heaven Burial Palace for a mere Lower Realm ant is not worth it!”

Blood Fiend Divine Lord gritted his teeth, the muscles at the corner of his eyes twitching wildly.

Aggrieved.

Extremely aggrieved.

A titan of the Immortal Realm had his face slapped swollen in public, and not only could he not fight back, but he also had to swallow his pride and endure it.

“Good, very good.”

Blood Fiend Divine Lord slowly sat back on his throne, his voice bone-chillingly cold.

“If we cannot win by force, then we shall win by wit.”

He flicked his sleeves, turned around, and strode toward the depths of the hall.

“I will let him know that the consequences of offending the Heaven Burial Palace are far more despairing than death.”

At the end of the hall was a massive Blood Pool spanning a hundred feet.

Thick red slurry churned in the pool, emitting a nauseatingly sweet and metallic scent.

This was a forbidden land formed by the convergence of the essence blood of countless living beings.

Blood Fiend Divine Lord stood by the pool, forced out a drop of dark gold heart blood, and flicked it into the pool.

“Blood Consort, awaken.”

Gurgle... gurgle...

Giant bubbles rose from the center of the Blood Pool.

A graceful, naked body slowly rose from the viscous blood water.

Her figure was enchanting to the extreme, every curve flawless—a bit more would be too much, a bit less too little.

But what was bone-chilling was that there were no features on her face, only a patch of pale skin as smooth as jade.

“Master.”

A cold female voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation rang directly in Blood Fiend Divine Lord's mind.

Born Faceless, Blood Consort.

Blood Fiend Divine Lord's most secret and proud killing weapon.

She had no fixed form but possessed a perfect disguise talent that even an Immortal Emperor would find difficult to see through.

As long as she made contact, she could ignore the gap in cultivation.

Forcibly penetrating the opponent's Soul, devouring memories, stripping emotions, and perfectly replacing them from body to Divine Soul.

Even her master, Blood Fiend Divine Lord, could not see through her disguise.

“Go to the Lower Realm.” Blood Fiend Divine Lord looked down at her. “Find Su Yun.”

Blood Consort stood quietly in the blood water; she didn't respond, but it represented absolute obedience.

“Don't confront him directly; he controls the authority of the Lower Realm.”

A viper-like glint flashed in Blood Fiend Divine Lord's eyes.

“Find out who the woman closest to him is.”

“Find her, then devour and replace her.”

A cruel smile curled at the corners of Blood Fiend Divine Lord's mouth.

“I want you to personally dig out his heart and bring back his Divine Soul at the moment he is completely off guard and lost in passion.”

“Yes, Master.”

Blood Consort's body swayed slightly, turning into a pool of scarlet liquid that instantly merged into the undercurrent at the bottom of the Blood Pool.

Following the extremely faint cracks in the Laws between the two Realms, she silently seeped toward the Lower Realm.

...

Lower Realm, Demon-Falling Valley, Inner Heaven and Earth.

Su Yun sat cross-legged at the mountain peak, the Spiritual Qi around him circling and whistling like a true dragon.

By now, the Inner Heaven and Earth had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The territory had expanded fivefold. Mountains rose from the ground, and spiritual rivers flowed incessantly.

After devouring the Origins of ten thousand Upper Realm elites and three half-step Immortal Lords, the Laws of this world had been greatly supplemented.

The blood qi within Su Yun's body was as deep as an abyss and as vast as the sea; his Body Integration Late Stage Realm was thoroughly solidified, and he faintly touched the barrier of the Tribulation Crossing Stage.

“Whew...”

Su Yun exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and opened his eyes.

In his deep pupils, the phantom of colorful Law chains flashed and vanished.

Today's victory was very satisfying, but he remained calm.

This wasn't his own raw strength, but rather he had used his authority as the acting Heavenly Dao to exploit an information gap.

The Heaven Burial Palace had underestimated the enemy and rushed in, only to be trapped and beaten like a dog behind closed doors.

Next time, that old fogey Blood Fiend would definitely use even more sinister and destructive methods.

Once the opponent found a way to bypass the Heavenly Dao's suppression, this newly formed Inner Heaven and Earth would still be at risk of being torn apart.

He had to take the initiative and secure more bargaining chips.

Su Yun took out a Jade Slip; this was the residual information from Soul-searching the Golden Armored Divine Emissary.

The Jade Slip mentioned that the reason the Heaven Burial Palace went to such great lengths to extract Luo Bingyan's dao foundation was not just because of her Ice Spirit Saint Body.

But also because she harbored the secret of a "secret treasure."

A peerless secret treasure capable of reversing Karma and contending with the titans of the Immortal Realm.

Crack.

Su Yun crushed the Jade Slip.

The clue lies with Bingyan.

Since this thing could drive the Heaven Burial Palace so mad, it had to be in his own hands.

Su Yun took a step forward, his figure turning into a stream of light and landing in front of the bamboo forest halfway up the mountain.

A gentle breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled. He pushed open the wooden door of the bamboo hut.

Inside, calming incense was burning, and the light was soft.

On the bed, Luo Bingyan was lying lazily on her side, draped in only a very thin moon-white gauze dress.

Large patches of skin whiter than mutton-fat jade were exposed to the air.

Her long, straight jade legs were crossed, outlining a breathtaking curve.

Hearing the door open, Luo Bingyan instantly opened her eyes.

The moment she saw it was Su Yun, the cold, defensive chill in her eyes melted like ice and snow, instantly turning into joy that was about to overflow.

“Senior Brother...”

She didn't get up, but wriggled on the bed like a lazy kitten.

Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a hint of pitiful charm.

“You were gone for so long... Bingyan is so cold all by herself.”

This contrasting appearance made Su Yun raise his eyebrows slightly.

He walked to the bedside and looked down at this once unattainable Ice Snow Palace Master.

Leaning down, he reached out a finger and gently tilted up her smooth chin.

His fingertip slowly rubbed against her delicate lips.

Luo Bingyan followed the movement and raised her snow-white neck, her cheek greedily rubbing against his palm.

A fire ignited in her beautiful eyes, her breathing became hurried, and she proactively opened her arms to wrap them around Su Yun's neck.

“Senior Brother, hold me...” she murmured almost pleadingly.

Feeling the incredible softness and heat in his arms, a strange look flashed in Su Yun's eyes.

But he pressed down nonetheless, confining her entirely within his shadow.

“Junior Sister.”

Su Yun leaned close to her ear, his hot breath hitting Luo Bingyan's sensitive earlobe, causing her body to tremble slightly.

“About that secret treasure Senior Brother... I left behind earlier...”

A meaningful curve appeared at the corners of Su Yun's mouth, his voice deep and full of allure.

“It's time for us to have a good, 'deep exchange.'”