Chapter 520: Death, or Surrender!

Blood flowed over the moss, staining it crimson. The decapitated corpse of the frenzied savage still twitched faintly on the ground.

“This murderous aura is like a rose,” Luo Feng shook his head. “Beautiful yet thorny. Once one succumbs to the killing intent, one becomes a true frenzied savage, losing all reason—no different from death.”

The ancient tomes had long foretold how the remnants of the divine drew countless mighty souls from the Blood-Net Continent. Time and again, warriors who succumbed to the bloodlust lost their minds, descending into frenzied madness—becoming little more than beasts driven by slaughter. Yet still, the multitudes came, lured by the promise of power!

“Strange,” Luo Feng frowned. “The space at the bottom of this crater shouldn’t be too large. I’d guess… about ten thousand kilometers in diameter!”

“And he’s a Domain Lord at the first stage of cultivation, with incredible flight speed. Logically, a frenzied savage, whose intellect has dropped to the level of beasts, should not remain at the bottom of this pit.” Luo Feng was puzzled. If you threw a cat into a house with the door open, the cat wouldn’t stay inside forever.

Same principle.

For a frenzied savage at the Domain Lord level, this crater was nothing.

“Could he have just turned into a frenzied savage at the bottom of the pit? Is it really that coincidental? I haven’t come down here in two years, and the moment I do, I run into a frenzied savage?” Luo Feng felt something was off. He frowned, staring at the red murderous aura before him.

On a protruding platform on the wall of the deep crater, a figure clad in bronze battle armor sat cross-legged. He opened his eyes, gazing downward, and transmitted his voice: “Master, one of the Blood Devils has died. Allow me to deal with this youngster!”

“No need!”

A deep, blood-laced voice echoed in his ears.

Within the vast crater bottom, from the blood-red palace, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted. A sinister streak of blood-red light shot directly out of the palace.

The red murderous aura filled the air. Even with his incredible vision, Luo Feng could only see clearly for dozens of kilometers. Beyond that, everything was blurred and indistinct, with only vague, massive objects visible.

“It’s indeed strange, but I have a Mosha Clan clone. I can escape with confidence. Just be careful—it’ll be fine! I want to see what’s really at the bottom of this crater.” Luo Feng hesitated briefly before quickly making his decision. However, the moment he made his choice, a terrifying, chilling presence descended in an instant!

“Boom~~~”

An overwhelming pressure! As if an ancient demon god had awakened!

“Bad!” Luo Feng’s expression changed. Immediately, he shot upward.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, thousands of kilometers around him froze. It felt as if he had sunk into a swamp, the entire space turning into an endless quagmire… Luo Feng struggled to fly upward, but the pressure from the frozen space reduced his speed by thousands of times, an unimaginable force bearing down on him.

“You cannot escape from me.” A deep voice echoed in Luo Feng’s ears and mind.

“Eh?” Luo Feng’s face changed, turning toward the sky ahead.

In midair stood a towering figure. He wore a blood-red robe, with long crimson hair trailing down to his knees. His eyes, especially, were eerily blood-red… Standing there, he seemed like an endless sea of blood.

That bloody aura made souls tremble.

“A terrifying figure.” Luo Feng narrowed his pupils. Though his will was unshakable, he could barely resist the effect of the other’s aura.

“I am!”

“The Blood God ‘Baqi’.” The tall, crimson-robed man stood midair, slowly speaking. His voice reverberated throughout the deep crater, “You are quite impressive. At the peak of the Cloud Heaven Stage, you managed to kill one of my recently Domain-Lord ascended Blood Devils. It seems you’ve already stepped onto the path of laws, and your achievements are no small feat!”

Luo Feng was secretly shocked.

A Blood Devil he had raised?

The warrior who had already been completely consumed by the killing intent, turning into a frenzied savage, was actually being raised? That made sense. Once transformed into a frenzied savage, one lost all reason, driven only by instinctual killing desires, with intellect reduced to that of a beast. If one possessed great power, it was indeed possible to control such a frenzied savage, much like taming a wild beast.

However…

Frenzied savages were generally only useful for mass slaughter.

“At the peak of the Cloud Heaven Stage, your achievements in the laws are already this high. You crossed the vast gap between Cloud Heaven and Domain Lord, slaying a Blood Devil. You… are truly exceptional!” The crimson-robed man in midair spoke slowly. Though he was praising, his voice remained mighty and cold, “I truly admire you!”

“You now have two paths before you!”

“First, submit to me, the Blood God, and become one of my Blood God Guards. From then on, as I dominate countless worlds, you will be my most loyal subordinate. As the Blood God becomes the most radiant existence in the Blood-Net continent, you too will gain eternal glory.”

“Second, resist me—and resistance means death!”

The crimson-robed man gazed down at Luo Feng, causing him to feel momentarily bewildered.

What was going on?

He had just slain a frenzied savage, and now a terrifyingly powerful figure appeared. Judging from the man’s presence, he was at least a World Lord… otherwise, he couldn’t have suppressed Luo Feng so effortlessly from afar! Now, this supreme expert was forcing him to submit?

As a core member of the Virtual Universe Company, should he submit to a powerful figure from the Blood-Net world?

“Submit or die!” The crimson-robed man gazed down at Luo Feng. “I will give you ten heartbeats to decide!”

“Ten!”

The crimson-robed man’s eyes were entirely blood-red, as if endless slaughter lay hidden within. The terrifying killing intent descended fully, pressing down on Luo Feng. Yet Luo Feng, under this infinite will pressure, stood firm like a rock, resisting.

“Nine!”

“Eight!”

“Seven!”

As if a god were enraged, the surrounding murderous aura trembled violently. Luo Feng felt the pressure increasing alarmingly. The crimson-robed man’s killing intent grew heavier with each passing moment. Luo Feng had no doubt—if he failed to make a decision by the end, the other would kill him. This was evident from the other’s unmistakable will.

A killer who had slain countless beings, extremely proud and confident, tolerating no disobedience.

“Three!” The voice grew colder, and the crimson-robed man’s eyes faintly radiated a chilling gleam.

“Now I have two choices. First, immediately switch to my Mosha Clan clone. Using the clone’s incredible speed, I can instantly dart out and rush into my mechanical clan spacecraft! Relying on the spacecraft’s acceleration, I can break through the eighteenth cloud layer in an instant. This spacecraft is the pinnacle of E-class ships, belonging to an immortal of the Mechanical Clan. Judging from my assessment, this person before me is not an Immortal. I have a ninety-nine percent confidence I can escape.”

“Second, temporarily submit! Because he clearly sees me as a talent, and at least my life won’t be in danger.”

“The first method, escaping via the spacecraft, would expose me as an ‘outsider,’ provoking the true ruling class of the Blood-Net continent to hunt me down. I would never be able to return, and the ‘Ancient God Ruins’ would help me fuse more Blood-Net Crystals. I also wish to obtain more Blood-Net Crystals… Once I leave, the opportunity is gone.”

Instantly, countless thoughts raced through Luo Feng’s mind.

“Two!” The crimson-robed man’s aura subtly shifted.

“Master!”

Luo Feng knelt on one knee, performing the most standard salute used by subordinates to superiors on the Blood-Net continent, respectfully shouting.

Instantly, the crimson-robed man in midair showed a rare smile on his face, glancing at Luo Feng with satisfaction: “Excellent. Your talent should rank among the top three of my Blood God Guards. I appreciate those with talent who know how to make choices. From this moment on, you are the ninety-seventh Blood God Guard under my command!”

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, countless figures descended from the sky. Some shot in from the distance, others rapidly plummeted from above. In the blink of an eye, ninety-six figures clad in bronze battle armor stood on the ground. Each of these bronze-armored figures exuded a powerful aura, all at least at the Domain Lord level, with a few even surpassing it.

In unison, these ninety-six bronze-armored figures knelt on one knee, respectfully shouting in unison: “Congratulations, Master! Congratulations!”

“Haha, hahahaha…” The crimson-robed man laughed heartily.

“Ayi, you will be responsible for training ninety-seven.” The crimson-robed man laughed, then transformed into a streak of crimson light and vanished instantly.

Luo Feng looked around at the sudden appearance of these ninety-six bronze-armored figures, feeling astonished. Using his powerful consciousness and willpower perception… he instantly judged that among these ninety-six individuals, ninety-four were Domain Lords (Domain Stage), and two were actually World Lords (World Stage)!

“Ninety-seven!” A tall bronze-armored warrior stepped forward, smiling. “Welcome to the Blood God Guards!”

“What exactly is the Blood God Guards, and who is our Master?” Luo Feng feigned confusion, asking quickly.

“Haha…”

This tall warrior, unlike the others, had blood-red patterns on his armor. Among all the Blood God Guards… only two warriors bore blood-red patterns on their armor. These two were both World Lords! This individual was one of the two World Lords among the Blood God Guards.

“Our Master is the greatest genius in the history of the Immortal Temple over countless eons.” The tall warrior spoke proudly, his voice booming. “Within the Immortal Temple, our Master’s status is no less than that of other Immortal deities!”

The crowd of bronze-armored warriors mostly looked excited and reverent.

“If our Master wished, he could ascend to Immortal status in a short time.” The tall warrior said proudly. “However, our Master is not content with just this level of achievement. Do you know… our Master has already fused eight Blood-Net Crystals.”

“What, eight?” Luo Feng’s eyes widened.

Heaven.

Fusing ten Blood-Net Crystals would allow one to become the legendary Black Warrior, a being said to exist only in legends.

The tall warrior was clearly pleased by Luo Feng’s shock, nodding slightly: “Yes! Our Master’s goal is to become a legendary Black Warrior! You should feel proud to join the Blood God Guards, for countless people across the Blood-Net continent wish to join but are not accepted by our Master.”