Bloodslaughter Pavilion exuded a chilling, desolate aura. The twelve-story structure floated through the heavens.
At this moment, on the twelfth floor, the Pavilion’s master lay reclining, his black robe shrouding a flickering aura. Around him, a river of blood coalesced into a dense mass.
“Boom…”
Within this blood-red mass, a semi-real portal suddenly appeared, only to vanish into smoke and mist in an instant.
“Failed again, Blood Realm…” A voice, neutral and indistinguishable as male or female, emerged from beneath the black robe.
“Who’s there? Show yourself!” Suddenly, the figure in black roared toward the empty space.
Though not loud, the voice seemed to carry an invisible force, making concealment impossible in the void.
“Master of the Bloodslaughter Pavilion… the strongest among all predecessors.” At this moment, a shadowy figure appeared within the twelfth floor of the Bloodslaughter Pavilion. Though its face was indistinct, its aura was startling.
“Who are you?” The Pavilion master fixed his gaze on the figure, inwardly shocked by the immense pressure radiating from it.
“I am not important. However, I know you are seeking a way into the Blood Realm, and I happen to know how to enter it.” The shadow spoke calmly, as if luring the other in.
Upon hearing this, the Pavilion master fell silent, then stared directly at the phantom figure. “What do you want?”
“Nothing much. I can tell you how to enter the Blood Realm, and all I ask is for you to complete one task for me.” The shadow’s voice was chilling, echoing from the abyss, sending chills down the spine.
“Hmph! It’s always others seeking the Bloodslaughter Pavilion’s help. Never has the Pavilion needed to beg someone else. Pretending to be mysterious—come out!” The Pavilion master waved his sleeve, twisting the void and unleashing thunderous rumbles.
“You may have inherited the cultivation of all previous Pavilion masters, but you can’t kill me. This deal is simple for you, and in return, you gain access to the Blood Realm and the chance to find its origin.” The shadow remained unaffected amidst the distorted void, seemingly impervious to its effects.
The Pavilion master gazed at this sight. “What kind of deal?”
“Hehehe… A very simple deal…”
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Holy Sect.
The Sect Leader Yan and numerous senior elders gathered in the grand hall, each wearing a grave expression.
“Junior Brothers, lately, a mysterious voice has been echoing in my mind, unsettling me greatly,” Sect Leader Yan addressed the group.
“How is that possible, Sect Leader Brother?” Wuya was startled, finding it hard to believe.
The deeper one’s cultivation, the more sensitive one became to hidden forces. For the Sect Leader to be so disturbed, something grave must be at play.
Looking at his juniors, Sect Leader Yan nodded, then pointed upward with one hand. “From there…”
Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed drastically.
“How is this possible…”
Sect Leader Yan looked at them all, then shook his head. “There’s no impossibility. I gathered you all here to clarify this matter. I believe the events ten thousand years ago, when the Supreme One split the heavens, were not so simple. Likewise, the ancestral legacy left behind was not straightforward either. Though we don’t yet know what exactly is happening, this is a warning.”
The senior elders exchanged glances before finally nodding, ready to listen further.
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The Xuanhuang Realm was vast. Though split into two, it remained immense.
Even in the Eastern Lingzhou, every moment and every place bore witness to slaughter.
There were no shortage of reclusive experts or ancient demons.
Every day, new sects rose while others declined.
The law of the jungle prevailed—survival of the fittest. This was Eastern Lingzhou.
Xianling Sect.
A powerful sect, unique in that it was composed entirely of female cultivators.
For a sect of women to become a major force was no easy feat.
Yet today, Xianling Sect faced its most perilous moment in history.
A demonic entity, long sealed away, had broken free and come to attack the sect.
In ancient times, the ancestors of Xianling Sect, together with other sects, had sealed this demon.
But recently, for reasons unknown, the demon’s cultivation had surged, allowing it to shatter its seal. Overflowing with rage toward Xianling Sect, it immediately targeted the sect as its first move upon breaking free.
“Ha! Where is that wench Lianxian? Come out and die!” Above Xianling Sect, a figure floated in the void. His skin was withered, his eyes blood-red, like an ancient demon reborn.
“Demon! You insult our ancestors. Let me, an elder, deal with you!” Xianling Sect entered a state of alert. One of the senior elders, enraged by the demon’s insult to their ancestors, rushed forward to confront him.
The Sect Leader and others were unaware of the demon’s identity, but the boundless demonic aura sent chills down their spines.
“Sect Leader, who is this person?” One of the elders asked.
“I don’t know,” the Sect Leader replied, shaking her head. The demon before them was unfamiliar, his identity unknown.
“Hmph! Know your place, fool!” The demon sneered at the approaching elder.
The boundless demonic aura dyed the void.
A fist descended from the heavens, brimming with demonic energy.
The elder, seeing the fist, unleashed chains of cosmic law, weaving them into a force that clashed with the descending fist.
“Boom!”
The heavens and earth trembled, a burst of light filling the void.
“Pu…”
At that moment, the elder plummeted from the sky, spewing a mouthful of blood into the void.
“Senior Sister…” The Sect Leader’s face turned pale at the sight.
How could this be? Her senior sister was a Grand Heaven Ascendant at peak cultivation, having condensed six chains of cosmic law. How could she be defeated in a single blow?
“Ha! Pathetic! Absolutely pathetic! Xianling Sect, today I, Yanluo, shall eradicate you!” Yanluo roared into the sky, venting centuries of sealed torment.
Upon hearing the name, the Sect Leader’s face changed dramatically, disbelief flooding her features. “You’re Long Yanluo, the demon sealed two hundred years ago by our ancestors? How could you still be alive?”
“Ha! Die? Who can kill me, Long Yanluo? No one in this world has that power!” Long Yanluo laughed maniacally, his laughter bone-chilling and terrifying.
At that moment, the Sect Leader’s face turned pale with a dreadful premonition. She never imagined this demon would be the very one sealed two centuries ago by various sects.
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“Chick, how do you like this outfit? Doesn’t it make you look handsome?” Lin Fan looked at Chick with satisfaction.
The Blood Slaughter Pavilion, eerie and desolate, moved through the heavens and the earth with its twelve layers.
At this moment, on the twelfth layer.
The master of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion lay there, cloaked in black robes, his aura flickering, surrounded by a swirling mass of blood.
“Boom…”
Within the coagulated blood, a portal, half-real and half-illusory, vanished in an instant.
“Failed, the Blood Realm…” The figure hidden beneath the black robe spoke in a neutral voice, indistinguishable as male or female.
“Who is it? Show yourself.” At that moment, the black-robed figure suddenly roared into the void.
Though the voice was not loud, it seemed to contain a certain power, making it impossible for anyone to hide in the void.
“Master of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion… the strongest of all generations.” At this moment, a shadowy figure appeared on the twelfth layer of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion. Though the face was unclear, the aura was terrifying.
“Who are you?” The master of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion stared at the figure, slightly shocked. This aura was incredibly strong.
“Who I am is not important, but I know you are seeking a way into the Blood Realm, and I happen to know how to enter it.” The shadowy figure spoke calmly, as if luring the other.
Hearing this, the master of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion fell silent, then looked directly at the illusory figure, “What do you want?”
“Nothing much. I can tell you how to enter the Blood Realm, and you only need to help me with one thing.” The shadow’s voice was sinister, like the depths of the underworld, sending chills down the spine.
“Hmph, it’s always others who seek the Blood Slaughter Pavilion’s help, never the other way around. Stop playing tricks and show yourself.” The master of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion waved his sleeve, causing the void to twist and thunder to roar.
“Though you have merged the cultivation of all previous masters of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion, you cannot kill me. This deal is easy for you, and you will gain the method to enter the Blood Realm, allowing you to find your origin.” The shadow remained in the twisted void, unaffected by the distortion.
The master of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion watched all this, “What deal?”
“Hehe… a simple deal…”
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The Holy Sect.
Sect Master Yan and numerous elders gathered in the grand hall, each face unusually grave.
“Brothers, recently, a voice has been lingering in my ears, unsettling my mind.” Sect Master Yan addressed the group.
“Sect Master, how is that possible?” Wuyi was shocked, finding it hard to believe.
The deeper one’s cultivation, the more sensitive one becomes to such things. For the Sect Master to be unsettled, it must be a significant matter.
Sect Master Yan looked at his brothers, then nodded, pointing upwards, “It comes from there…”
Hearing this, everyone’s faces turned pale.
“How could it be…”
Sect Master Yan looked at them, then shook his head, “Nothing is impossible. Today, I called you here to clarify this matter. I believe that when the Supreme Being split the heavens and earth ten thousand years ago, it wasn’t so simple. The legacy left by our ancestors is likely not so straightforward either. Though we don’t yet know what it is, this is a warning.”
Wuyi and the other elders exchanged glances, then nodded, continuing to listen.
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The Profound Yellow Realm is vast, even though it has been split in two, it remains enormous.
Even in the Eastern Spirit Continent, every day, in every place, there is slaughter.
There are many reclusive experts, and countless ancient demons.
Every day, sects rise, and sects fall.
The strong prey on the weak, and the victor reigns supreme—this is the Eastern Spirit Continent.
The Immortal Spirit Sect.
A powerful sect, composed entirely of women.
For a women’s sect to become a major power is no small feat.
But today, the Immortal Spirit Sect faced its most dangerous moment in history.
A demon broke free from its seal and attacked the Immortal Spirit Sect.
In the past, the ancestors of the Immortal Spirit Sect, along with other sects, had joined forces to seal this demon.
But recently, for some reason, the demon’s power surged, breaking free from the seal. The demon’s rage towards the Immortal Spirit Sect soared to the heavens, so without hesitation, its first target after breaking free was the Immortal Spirit Sect.
“Haha… where is that bitch Lotus Fairy? Come out and die.” Above the Immortal Spirit Sect, a figure floated in the void, his skin withered, eyes blood-red, like an ancient demon.
“Demon, you insult my ancestors. Let this old woman deal with you.” The Immortal Spirit Sect went on high alert, and an elder, furious at the demon’s insult to her ancestors, charged forward.
The Sect Master and the others did not know the origin of this person, but the boundless demonic aura filled them with fear.
“Sect Master, who is this person?” an elder asked.
“I don’t know,” the Sect Master shook her head, unfamiliar with the demon before her.
“Hmph, you don’t know your own death.” The demon looked at the charging elder and snorted disdainfully.
The overwhelming demonic aura filled the entire void.
A fist descended from the sky, containing boundless demonic energy.
The charging elder, seeing this fist, summoned chains of rules that danced in the void, the power of the chains fiercely colliding with the descending fist.
“Boom…”
The heavens and earth shook, and a brilliant light filled the void.
“Pfft…”
At that moment, the elder’s figure suddenly fell from the void, blood spraying across the sky.
“Sister…” The Sect Master, seeing this, was filled with anxiety.
How could this be? Her sister was at the peak of the Great Heaven Realm, having condensed six chains of rules. How could she be defeated in a single blow?
“Haha… utterly worthless. Truly worthless. Immortal Spirit Sect, I, Yan Luo, will destroy you today.” Yan Luo roared to the heavens, venting the pain of a hundred years of sealing.
The Sect Master, hearing this name, turned pale, unable to believe it, “You are Yan Luo, the demon sealed by our ancestors two hundred years ago. How could you still be alive?”
“Haha, die? No one in this world has the power to kill me, Yan Luo.” Yan Luo laughed maniacally, his laughter chilling to the bone.
The Sect Master’s face turned grave, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart. She never expected the other to be the demon sealed by the sects two hundred years ago.
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“Chick, how do you like this outfit? Doesn’t it look cool?” Lin Fan looked at the chick, satisfied with his creation.
The outfit was specially designed by Lin Fan for the chick—a dinosaur costume that exuded an air of dominance.
“Cluck cluck cluck…” The chick shook its head, looking at Lin Fan, silently protesting. But what could it do? Under Lin Fan’s domineering pressure, it could only submit.
“Huh… there’s a surge of demonic energy ahead. Seems like something’s happening. Chick, our chance to shine is here. We can’t miss this…” At that moment, Lin Fan saw the void ahead, pitch black, filled with demonic energy, unsettling the mind. A wild grin spread across his face.
For Lin Fan now, one goal was to crush everything and obtain the chains of rules, and the other was to make the name of the Divine Chicken Duo resound far and wide.
And now, with an opportunity knocking at their door, how could they not seize it?
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“Oo-oo…” Chick shook his head, silently protesting as he looked at Lin Fan. But what could his protest do? Under Lin Fan’s domineering pressure, he could only obediently submit.
“Ah… Up ahead, the demonic aura is overwhelming. Something must be happening. Chick, our moment has come! Opportunity knocks once—don’t miss it!” At that moment, Lin Fan saw the void ahead darkened by a surging tide of demonic energy, unsettling the heart. He immediately broke into a delighted grin.
For Lin Fan now, there were two goals: to defeat all foes and obtain chains of cosmic law, and to establish the legendary reputation of the Divine Chicken Duo.
And now, an opportunity had presented itself. How could he possibly let it slip away?
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