Chapter 532: The Immortal Temple

In the palace, Blood God Baqi laughed heartily as he descended from his throne.

Luo Feng remained kneeling on one knee.

“Hmm,” Baqi looked at Luo Feng kneeling on one knee, growing more satisfied the longer he stared. The Blood Luo World was unlike the greater universe. In the universe, superpowers like the Virtual Universe Company nurtured their geniuses, encouraging competition while still protecting them.

But the Blood Luo World was different!

The Blood Luo Continent had once ruled over millions of worlds, countless Monarchs locked in endless warfare and slaughter. Even if you were a genius, even if you were mighty, you must endure endless bloodshed to rise to the peak! That was why Baqi had gathered elites to form his “Blood Spirits Guard”—the foundation he prepared for seizing the world!

Though he now remained in seclusion, once he emerged publicly, power and status would only be seized through slaughter!

The Blood Luo Continent revered strength! Revered slaughter!

“Ninety-seven, you were able to slay a Domain-Level One Blood Demon at Cloud-Soaring Grade Nine,” Baqi stood before Luo Feng, looking down at him kneeling on one knee. “Now that you’ve fused three Blood Luo Crystals, your progress will surely accelerate! Even among the elite talents gathered in my Immortal Temple, your talent is top-tier!”

“The benefits you receive under me will certainly not be less than those nurtured by the Temple,” Baqi said confidently. “Show me loyalty, and I shall reward you in kind!”

“Thank you, my Lord,” Luo Feng knelt there, speaking clearly and decisively.

Hearing this, Baqi’s smile widened.

“Haha…”

“Hahahaha…” Baqi laughed heartily, his laughter echoing through the palace, even reaching the third floor where the Blood Spirits Guards were meditating. They looked upward in confusion, wondering why their Blood God was so delighted.

With a beaming face, Baqi personally helped Luo Feng up, who rose smoothly.

“Work hard,” Baqi smiled at him. “Breakthrough to Domain-Level first… Oh, as for the Blood Luo Medal, I haven’t yet conquered a World City, and the medals I brought before have already been distributed.”

“Eh,” Luo Feng was taken aback.

Already given out?

That meant Baqi had no Blood Luo Medals left?

“Haha, Ninety-seven, you young fellow, upon hearing there’s no Blood Luo Medal, your expression changed,” Baqi laughed. “I understand your thoughts. I grew up hearing tales of ‘Blood Warriors’ and ‘Black Warriors,’ striving to become one, striving to earn the Blood Luo Medal.”

“To those who have received it, it’s just a medal, nothing more. But to those who haven’t… it’s a goal pursued for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.”

“Right!”

“I don’t have any Blood Luo Medals left either. I’ll notify the Immortal Temple and request more,” Baqi smiled at Luo Feng. “It should take about ten days, maybe as quickly as six or seven. The Immortal Temple will send an envoy with the Blood Luo Medals. Then I’ll give them to you.”

“Thank you, my Lord!” Luo Feng’s face was filled with gratitude as he bowed deeply.

“Haha… Go now! Breakthrough to Domain-Level first!” Blood God Baqi laughed. “Oh, by the way, here are two Blood Luo Crystals! Come find me once you’ve fused them all.” Saying this, Baqi waved his hand, producing two Blood Luo Crystals, which floated directly before Luo Feng.

Luo Feng respectfully reached out and took them. “Thank you, my Lord.”

Blood God Baqi smiled as he watched Luo Feng leave respectfully, then couldn’t help but laugh again, his laughter making the entire palace seem to tremble.

When Luo Feng left the fifth floor of the palace, he encountered other Blood Spirits Guards. Curious about Baqi’s delight, they approached to ask. Luo Feng naturally explained, which immediately caused many of the Blood Spirits Guards to feel envious and offer their congratulations.

Amidst the well-wishes, Luo Feng left the palace and soared into the sky, flying toward the abyss above which red malevolent Qi surged.

“The first time I met Blood God Baqi, he was domineering and cold. Had I shown the slightest defiance, he would have killed me on the spot,” Luo Feng smiled as he flew, thinking to himself. “But now, after all these years, his attitude has changed significantly. Knowing I’ve fused three Blood Luo Crystals made him even more amiable.”

It was a sign of trust.

Back then, during their first meeting, though he had submitted, Baqi likely hadn’t trusted him much.

But over time, Luo Feng had remained obediently within the designated crater, clearly satisfying Baqi and earning his trust, though perhaps not yet as deep as his trust in his captain, ‘Ayi’ and others. Still, his talent had clearly impressed Blood God Baqi greatly.

“Pity!”

“But Baqi, I can’t stay confined in this Blood Luo World. My destiny lies elsewhere… broader skies await me.” Luo Feng murmured inwardly. “Once I obtain the Blood Luo Medal, I shall leave!”

“If I return again, it will be a very, very long time from now.”

Whoosh!

Luo Feng sped through the sky, directly flying toward his crater residence.

Shortly after Luo Feng left, Blood God Baqi personally sent a message through his communication device to the Immortal Temple, requesting a supply of Blood Luo Medals.

The Immortal Temple was located in the core region of the Ancient God Ruins.

The land stretched vast and boundless, with undulating mountains, occasional swamps, lakes, forests, and craters… Across a region spanning millions of kilometers, blood-red malevolent Qi whirlpools were everywhere—some atop mountain peaks, some deep at the bottom of lakes, some hidden in craters, some floating in midair…

At the heart of each whirlpool burned a radiant red sun.

Across a range of millions of kilometers, there were precisely 10,081 blood-red malevolent Qi whirlpools. Some were dozens of times larger than the whirlpool in Luo Feng’s crater, while others were only a tenth its size, varying in size and intensity.

Of different sizes, different elevations, different positions.

The 10,081 whirlpools were scattered across the sky, lakes, peaks, and valleys, naturally forming a unique pattern!

“Boom~~~”

“Screech!”

“Roar!”

It was as if an ancient beast was howling, its cry echoing across billions of years of time, reverberating throughout the region.

At the center of the 10,081 whirlpools stood an ancient temple, spanning approximately a million kilometers, composed entirely of black and red materials. The temple’s surface was engraved with intricate carvings—roaring beasts, immortal battles—surrounded by the 10,081 whirlpools, exuding an ancient aura.

How vast was this ancient temple spanning a million kilometers?

Compared to it, Earth was insignificant.

The temple was large enough to rival the Sun!

This was the supreme center of power in the entire Blood Luo World—an area not yet fully conquered even by the Virtual Universe Company.

The Immortal Temple stood tall and majestic, within its 9,829th floor, in one of its palaces.

“Yake.” A figure clad in black armor and a helm stood before the throne, gazing down at the figure below, his voice rumbling like thunder.

Below, a man in a white uniform knelt on the ground, his head bowed.

“You are to retrieve twenty Blood Luo Medals now and deliver them to Baqi at the fastest possible speed,” the armored figure said slowly.

“Yes, great god,” the white-robed man knelt, bowing respectfully.

“Go!” the armored figure commanded.

Whoosh!

The armored figure vanished from the palace, and only then did the white-robed man rise, turning and walking out while loudly shouting, “Ura, prepare your envoy team immediately! We depart with me at once!”

“Yes, Lord Yake.”

Voices responded from outside.

Shortly after, a deep purple disc-shaped spacecraft swiftly departed the temple, flying at high speed above the fifteenth layer of clouds, heading toward the crater.

The Ancient God Ruins were too vast. The spacecraft manufactured by the Immortal Temple could not match the performance of Luo Feng’s Machine Race spacecraft. Moreover, flying through clouds created far more resistance than flying through space, so the journey would take around six to ten days, as Baqi had estimated, to reach the crater.

These six to ten days were based on the Blood Luo Continent’s timekeeping, which equated to roughly one or two Earth months.

About twenty Earth days after the spacecraft’s departure, in one of the vast lakes within the Ancient God Ruins, there was a small island at its center.

Inside the island, a powerful being was meditating.

Deep beneath the lake’s surface, a massive whirlpool of malevolent Qi spread endlessly, making the island an excellent place for cultivation.

“Lord!”

“Lord!”

Two figures suddenly burst from the lake’s surface, landing directly on the island. They rushed forward, shouting loudly—their voices reverberating throughout the entire island. With Domain Monarchs’ strength, their roars could be imagined.

“Lord!” “Lord!”

The two hurried toward the entrance of a silver-white, beautiful palace, where several beautiful attendants stood outside.

Boom!

A figure burst from the palace, instantly appearing at the entrance. With a wave of his hand, a massive palm formed from world-force struck the two shouting subordinates. The two Domain experts were slapped flying, crashing into trees and flowers far away.

“I’ve said before,” declared the young man in white robes standing at the palace gates, his eerily beautiful eyes sweeping over the two blood-spewing figures, “when I’m in meditation, if you need me, report to the AI first! Your reckless shouting… consider this just a warning. Next time, don’t blame me for showing no mercy.”

The two guards were immediately frightened into sobriety.

“My apologies, my Lord.”

“My apologies, my Lord.” They flew over quickly, bowing respectfully.

“Hmm.”

The fox-eyed youth grunted through his nose, then said indifferently, “Speak. What’s so urgent that it drove you two to such madness?”

“Underwater, ruins,” one of the guards shouted.

“Deep underwater, there are ruins, possibly the legendary ruins left behind from that ancient battle countless years ago,” the other guard added.

The fox-eyed youth’s eyes widened instantly.

Ruins?

The ruins of that legendary battle?

“Quickly, take me there!” the fox-eyed youth cried sharply, his face flushed with excitement.