Fujun City was also a rather prosperous metropolis, with a populace numbering in the hundreds of millions. The city lord of Fujun City was a master of the Hunyuan Realm, wielding absolute authority within its walls.
The sound of musical instruments echoed through the grand hall as beautiful women danced gracefully.
The City Lord of Fujun was hosting a banquet, entertaining guests with laughter and lively conversation.
**”Boom.”**
Suddenly, an invisible ripple swept across the entire city.
**”Disaster!”** The City Lord’s expression changed, and in an instant, he vanished from his seat, reappearing high in the sky above.
**Swish! Swish! Swish!**
Figures emerged one after another beside him—his trusted subordinates and some of the guests he had invited.
They looked up to see the sky sealed off from the outside world. In the distance, a demonic figure hovered mid-air, controlling a black bottle. The faint, ominous fluctuations emanating from it enveloped every corner of the city. Already, squads of demons had teleported into Fujun City, beginning a merciless slaughter. As the inhabitants were slain, a strange energy dispersed from their bodies, drawn by the invisible ripples into the black bottle.
**”The Blood Sacrifice Demon Vial!”**
**”It’s a blood sacrifice!”**
Including the City Lord, everyone paled in horror.
Any faction bold enough to perform a blood sacrifice on an entire city was undoubtedly led by an unparalleled demonic overlord—one even the invincible beings of the world could not kill.
Though many in the Heart Realm Continent wished to eradicate such evil, few had the power to do so. Among those who did, only a handful were willing to act. Tragically, even the supreme invincible beings had their own concerns. Unable to permanently destroy these demonic overlords, they often turned a blind eye, fearing retaliation that could devastate entire nations.
Thus, most chose inaction, prioritizing the safety of their own domains. As long as the chaos did not disrupt the order of the Heart Realm Continent, they tolerated it.
**”We’re doomed.”**
**”The blood sacrifice has come.”**
Despair gripped the hearts of the City Lord and his companions. Some of the guests present were merely projections of Chaos Realm experts—their true forms remained entrenched in their strongholds.
**”City Lord Fujun, forgive us. We are powerless to help.”**
**”Alas, these are the demons of Zhanba Island. There is no stopping them.”** With that, some guests dispersed their projections without hesitation.
**”Master! Master, save me!”**
**”City Lord! Please!”**
Others who had come in person now begged for salvation, but their masters and lords could only shake their heads in silence. Some glanced at their disciples with sorrow. **”I cannot help you. Against Zhanba Island, I am but an ant. Your fate is in the heavens now.”**
None dared to leave even a projection behind to fight, fearing the wrath of Zhanba Island. They only wished to flee as far as possible.
**”No—!”**
**”Master—!”**
Countless cultivators were plunged into utter despair.
The entire city, with its hundreds of millions of inhabitants, was gripped by terror. Even the City Lord of Fujun was overwhelmed with anguish.
**”City Lord Fujun?”** A cold laugh echoed as a squad of three Chaos Realm demons appeared. Each was stronger than the City Lord, and together, he stood no chance.
**”Spare my life, I beg you,”** the City Lord immediately bowed in surrender.
His subordinates and clansmen watched in bitter sorrow as their lord, devoid of even the will to fight, groveled for mercy.
**”Spare you? Perhaps.”** The three demons grinned. **”If you obey our commands and manipulate the city’s formations to aid us, we might consider it.”**
Slaughtering an entire city took time, even for them. With the City Lord’s assistance, the process would be far quicker.
**”Very well.”** The City Lord clenched his teeth, betraying his people. Though it pained him, his Dao Heart had always been self-serving. As long as he lived, what did it matter if his clan perished? Branches of his family existed elsewhere—given time, they would flourish anew.
But if he died, all would be lost.
**”May I… save a few of my children?”** he ventured.
**”Do you seek death?”** The lead demon’s face darkened.
**”No, no!”** The City Lord dared not press further.
—
Panic and despair consumed Fujun City. Among its structures was a branch of the Southcloud Sacred Sect, one of the Ten Great Sects of the Heart Realm Continent, which had a presence in every major city.
**”A blood sacrifice! The demons of Zhanba Island are here!”** The disciples of the Southcloud branch were paralyzed with terror, but they swiftly relayed the news upward.
They were but the lowest rung of the sect.
They held no hope that the Southcloud Monarch would come to their aid—even he dared not provoke Zhanba Island recklessly. While the demons had no restraints, the sect had many.
The message traveled swiftly.
Soon, it reached Dongbo Xueying.
—
**Snowpeak City.**
In a quiet chamber, incense burned, its fragrance filling the air. Seated cross-legged in white robes, Dongbo Xueying meditated with serene focus.
Currently, he was striving to merge the nine paths of his cultivation, aiming for the ultimate realm. Drawing insights from *The Seven Strikes of Hunyuan* and his own mastery of the Void Path, he had created the *Snowpeak Combat Art*, with three supreme killing techniques as its crown jewels. Now, inspired by a sudden epiphany, he was attempting to forge a fourth.
Such moments of creation were part of his accumulation—cultivation was a gradual process, like water wearing away stone.
**”Hm?”** Dongbo Xueying’s eyes snapped open, a flicker of anger within. **”A blood sacrifice in Fujun City? Zhanba Island again?”**
His appearance shifted instantly—his features became more austere, his white robes altering subtly. His previously concealed aura now radiated a chilling, murderous intent.
**Whoosh.**
A black rift flashed beside him, and he vanished.
Since Fujun City was sealed, ordinary means of entry were impossible. But the Great Void Transference Technique could pierce through.
—
**Fujun City.**
Above an ordinary estate, a black rift split the air, and a stern-faced man in white robes emerged.
The city was a cacophony of screams, roars, and clashes. As a master of the Void Path, Dongbo Xueying instantly perceived every corner of Fujun City. Though only a brief moment had passed since the blood sacrifice began, countless lives had already been extinguished.
Witnessing the carnage, his killing intent surged uncontrollably.
**”Zhanba Island! I destroyed one of your squads last time, yet you dare perform another blood sacrifice!”** His furious roar echoed unnaturally through every street and alley. Raising a hand toward the sky, he unleashed his wrath—
**Crack!**
The heavens shattered.
Hundreds of spatial rifts erupted, twisting like serpents across the city. Each rift spanned half the metropolis, obliterating every demonic squad in its path. Even Chaos Realm demons were annihilated instantly, powerless to resist.
**”No!”**
**”It’s him again!”**
The demons of Zhanba Island trembled at the voice resounding through the city. They knew—under the Heart Realm’s suppression, only a being of immense power could project their voice so widely. The demons controlling the Blood Sacrifice Vial spotted the white-robed figure and felt their souls quake.
It was him—the terrifying expert who had annihilated their forces at Anyagu City!
Why was he here again?
Before they could ponder further, the spatial rifts tore through them, reducing them to nothingness.
—
Within the city, the despairing populace had been driven to madness. They knew what a blood sacrifice meant—even their revered monarch would cower before such evil. No one could save them. In the Heart Realm Continent, a blood sacrifice was a nightmare beyond reckoning.
Then came the thunderous voice:
**”Zhanba Island! I destroyed one of your squads last time, yet you dare perform another blood sacrifice!”**
The rage in that voice sent shivers through the people—but then, hope ignited.
Only a supreme expert would dare defy Zhanba Island so openly. Someone their monarch would never dare challenge.
And then, they beheld the most breathtaking sight of their lives—
Giant spatial rifts, like twisting serpents of destruction, carved through the sky.
To the ordinary folk, whose vision could not span the entire city, it appeared as though these rifts descended from the horizon, obliterating every demon in their path.
**”So beautiful…”**
Many would remember this moment forever.
**”If only I could possess even a fraction of such power…”**
In the hearts of the young, a new idol was born—the mysterious savior who defied Zhanba Island and wielded such terrifying might.
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