144: Chapter 144 Cross-Border Fraud: Blood Fiend God Lord

Secret room.

Su Yun sat in a red sandalwood chair, his fingers tapping the armrest.

Zi Yun stood in the center of the Formation. She had changed into a dark red tight-fitting combat suit, and the blood-colored floral mark at the corner of her eye flickered slightly.

"Ready?" Su Yun stopped his tapping.

Zi Yun nodded, the charm on her face instantly fading as her facial muscles reorganized slightly, making her jawline become sharp.

The warmth in her eyes completely withdrew, leaving only the absolute coldness of a top-tier assassin.

Temperament switch complete. She was now that exotic demon killing machine who had crawled out of a pile of corpses.

Zi Yun cut her index finger.

A drop of rich Blood Fiend Origin dripped into the Formation's eye.

This was power purified by the Nirvana Pill, its grade far exceeding what it once was.

The Formation lines lit up with a dark red glow.

In the Void Realm, a water mirror slowly condensed.

The water mirror was blurry at first; a few seconds later, the Space Law fluctuated violently.

The ceiling of the secret room made an overburdened cracking sound.

A terrifying pressure, transcending the Heavenly Dao of the Lower Realm, projected through the water mirror.

The oppressive feeling of the Immortal King realm.

In the water mirror, a blurry phantom appeared, sitting cross-legged on a blood-colored throne.

"Blood Consort."

The voice came from the water mirror, carrying an echo. The defensive runes on the secret room's walls exploded one after another.

"Your subordinate is here." Zi Yun knelt on one knee, her voice hoarse and her tone flat, without a hint of fluctuation—this was Blood Consort's unique voice.

"Compared to the last message, you are exactly two hours late."

Blood Fiend God Lord's voice was tinged with coldness.

"Why has the progress of the Nine Nether Heavens-Devouring Formation stalled?"

Zi Yun lowered her head, hiding a hint of mockery in her eyes.

"Reporting to the God Lord, your subordinate encountered an unexpected change."

"Speak."

"The prey, Su Yun, is extremely alert. While your subordinate was assimilating his confidants, I was nearly detected by him."

"To avoid exposing my whereabouts, your subordinate was forced to self-destruct a meridian to cut off the leakage of aura, which delayed the timing of the transmission."

Zi Yun spoke very quickly and clearly.

The phantom in the water mirror leaned forward slightly. The pressure increased by another notch.

"Trash! I only want results. When can the Formation be activated?"

Zi Yun looked up, staring directly at the water mirror, her eyes showing no fear.

"God Lord, please appease your anger. Although your subordinate delayed the Formation, I have discovered top-secret intelligence sufficient to change the course of the battle."

"Su Yun is about to open the realm gate hidden in the Void Realm and unlock the largest treasury in the Lower Realm."

The phantom in the water mirror paused.

Blood Fiend God Lord fell silent. The air in the secret room almost solidified.

"Is the news reliable?"

"Your subordinate has completely taken control of his woman's body. During our Dual Cultivation last night, I heard it personally from his mouth. He has already ordered the four great Holy Lands to assemble their elites and prepare to open the realm gate in the Demon-Falling Valley in three days."

Zi Yun threw out the bait.

"Su Yun carries the Origin mark of the Lower Realm's Heavenly Dao. Behind that Void Realm gate lies all the Luck trump cards he has collected."

Zi Yun paused for a moment and lowered her voice.

"Your subordinate suggests pausing the activation of the cross-realm Formation. Once the Formation starts, the Heavenly Dao will surely strike back, and the realm gate will close immediately."

"At the moment he opens the realm gate, your subordinate will cut off his Formation eye from the inside."

"The God Lord can take advantage of the appearance of the Void Realm fault to descend across the realms. Not only can you drain the blood Qi of the Lower Realm, but you can also directly take that treasury for yourself."

The other side of the water mirror fell into dead silence again.

Blood Fiend God Lord was weighing the options.

Su Yun leaned against the back of his chair, quietly watching Zi Yun's back.

This woman had mastered the assassin's style of only caring about benefits and being absolutely rational to the extreme.

This logic suited Blood Fiend God Lord's appetite best.

"Good."

Blood Fiend God Lord's voice finally rang out again, carrying a hint of undisguised greed.

"Blood Consort, you have performed a great service this time. On the day I descend, it will be the time for you to reshape your immortal body and be promoted to Elder."

"Your subordinate will not hesitate even at the cost of ten thousand deaths."

A ripple appeared in the water mirror, and then it shattered completely.

The Formation's light dimmed, and the pressure dissipated.

Zi Yun let out a long breath, stood up, and turned to look at Su Yun. The blood-colored floral mark at the corner of her eye once again flowed with an enchanting luster.

She walked a few steps to Su Yun, sat directly across his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Husband, how was my performance?"

"That God Lord is likely going to lose even his underpants." Su Yun reached out and pinched her shapely nose.

Toying with an Immortal King had bought at least half a month of steady development.

Three days was enough time for him to set up an inescapable net.

Su Yun pushed Zi Yun away and stood up.

"Put your clothes on; it's time for business."

He kicked open the stone door of the secret room and strode toward the main hall.

Taiyi Holy Land, Main Hall Square.

Nine giant bronze cauldrons were lined up, with ever-burning fires fueled by high-grade Yao Beast fat burning inside.

Su Yun was dressed in a mysterious black brocade robe, standing on the high platform with his hands behind his back.

Below, a dense crowd stood in Formation, waiting.

At the very front stood three stunning figures.

Luo Bingyan was in white, holding an ancient sword, her Sword Intent fluctuating.

Nangong Xue wore fiery red armor and held a Blazing Sun Whip. Her brows exuded heroism.

Leng Hanshuang was in a blue dress, surrounded by extreme Leng Hanshuang.

"Lord."

Behind them were the Sect Heads and core Elders of the four major forces: Taiyi Holy Land, Wandao Sword Sect, Hundred Flowers Valley, and Shenwu Pavilion.

Over ten thousand Cultivators at or above the Nascent Soul Stage had all assembled.

Everyone held their breath, gazing at the man on the high platform.

Su Yun's gaze swept across the field.

"In these past few months, you've been eating the Medicinal Pills I gave you and using the resources I snatched. Your cultivation has improved quite a bit."

His voice, mixed with Chaos spiritual power, was precisely delivered into everyone's ears.

"Now, it's time for the inspection."

Su Yun raised his right hand. A pitch-black token appeared in his palm.

The burial heaven token.

Originally a torture tool used to suppress the Heavenly Dao, it had now become the key in his hand.

"Within the Demon-Falling Valley, there is a Void Realm fault hidden."

Su Yun cut straight to the point.

"There lies the Origin power to break through the shackles of the current plane. If we can't get it, we'll all wait for death in this broken place. If we get it, I will lead you to slaughter your way up to the Nine Heavens."

There were no empty promises, just pure, naked interest-driven motivation.

The crowd below erupted in a suppressed low roar; Cultivators go against the heavens precisely for resources.

"The whole army sets out, destination: Demon-Falling Valley."

Su Yun waved his hand.

In the Void Realm, hundreds of sky-blotting Void-Breaking Flying Boats appeared.

Luo Bingyan took the lead and leaped onto a flying boat. The others followed closely.

Zi Yun wore a black veil and appeared silently by Su Yun's side.

"The God Lord won't notice anything, will he?" she asked softly.

"So what if he does?" Su Yun sneered. "My realm gate isn't meant for him."

The people of the Upper Realm have been high and mighty for too long, losing their basic vigilance against the ants of the Lower Realm. That was enough.

Three hours later.

Southern Region border. Demon-Falling Valley.

The sky appeared an eerie grayish-brown. The Spiritual Qi here was violent and chaotic.

A massive black storm swirled at the bottom of the valley.

Su Yun stood on the highest cliff. The strong wind made his brocade robe flap loudly.

Beneath his feet was a dilapidated altar spanning ten miles.

This was the ruins of the Heavenly Dao Grinding Stone left by ancient experts.

Over ten thousand Cultivators from the four major forces had already formed the Four Symbols Heaven-Locking Formation around the altar according to specific positions.

Luo Bingyan, Nangong Xue, Leng Hanshuang, and Zi Yun each guarded the four Formation eyes of the East, South, West, and North.

"Activate the Formation."

Su Yun shouted.

The four women simultaneously performed hand seals. Four Origin light pillars of different colors soared into the sky.

White Sword Qi, red flames, blue frost, and dark red Blood Fiend.

The four powers converged in mid-air, slamming hard into the center of the black storm.

The storm was forcibly torn open.

A pitch-black Void Realm crack slowly appeared above the Demon-Falling Valley.

Behind the crack, a heart-palpitating prehistoric aura seeped out.

The moment the crack appeared.

Millions of miles away in the Upper Realm, deep within the Heaven Burial Palace.

Blood Fiend God Lord snapped his eyes open, a cruel curve forming at the corners of his mouth.

"It really has opened."

He crushed the transmission Jade Slip in his hand and ordered the guards outside the hall,

"Activate the Soul-Locking Nails. Once the realm gate is stable, I will descend personally. Since he dared to expose the coordinates of the realm gate, there's no need to keep him alive."

Lower Realm, Demon-Falling Valley.

The altar began to vibrate violently.

The Origin power of the four regions poured frantically into the Void Realm crack.

The crack was gradually propped open. A massive ancient bronze realm gate became faintly visible.

The realm gate was carved with complex ancient runes.

Every rune flowed with gold-blue light.

Su Yun tapped his toes and soared into the air.

He landed right in the center of the Heavenly Dao Grinding Stone.

The Chaos spiritual power in his body erupted without reservation.

He held his right hand high.

The burial heaven token burst forth with light to the extreme.

The intense light pierced the grayish-brown sky.

Su Yun suddenly pointed the burial heaven token toward the crack at the peak of the firmament where the Void Realm fault had already appeared.

A hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Open... for me!!!"