“I am the Howling Demon. Dongbo Xueying, disciple of the Divine Emperor Blood Blade from the Divine Realm, annihilated my true form in the 37th layer of the Abyss while acting as the master of the Blood Blade Pavilion, seizing all my treasures. I once obtained the original copy of the *Blood Demon Scroll*’s first volume by chance. Now, it has also fallen into Dongbo Xueying’s hands. He is currently being repelled by the Dark Abyss and is fleeing! I swear upon the will of the Abyss that everything I say is true.” The Howling Demon Cult Master immediately began transmitting messages through his communication treasures, reaching out to every Four-Heavens Realm God and mighty figure he knew—every single one of them.
“If I can’t have it, neither will you! Let’s see how you escape!” The Howling Demon Cult Master seethed with fury, his heart aching with rage.
His future had once been boundless.
Once he mastered the *Blood Demon Scroll*, his power would have surged rapidly, allowing him to challenge mighty figures beyond his tier—even ranking among the foremost of them. But all of that was destroyed by Dongbo Xueying. The first failure had already shaken his divine heart, making the second attempt even more hopeless. As for a third try? The *Blood Demon Scroll* itself stated that no one had ever succeeded a third time.
“The temptation of the *Blood Demon Scroll*, guided by the will of the Abyss—few mighty figures could resist it.” The Howling Demon Cult Master had initially worried that the mere repulsion of the Abyss might not be enough to drive its denizens to desperate action. Some might even secretly aid Dongbo Xueying if they were on good terms with him.
But with the original *Blood Demon Scroll*’s first volume in play? The situation was entirely different.
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*Whoosh.*
Aboard his Starfield Ark, Dongbo Xueying traversed the spatial tunnel and arrived in the 38th layer of the Abyss.
The moment he entered, he sensed the Abyss’s will pressing down on him—repulsion, destruction, and murderous intent. Clearly, the Abyss had marked him as an enemy.
“At least the Abyss’s will won’t act directly unless provoked,” Dongbo Xueying mused.
Only through sworn oaths would the Abyss’s will unleash its terrifying punishments. Under normal circumstances, even intruders would merely face repulsion, with the Abyss guiding its native powerhouses to eliminate them. The natural order always left a sliver of hope—but to resist the Abyss’s will head-on? Dongbo Xueying estimated that only someone at his master’s level could withstand it.
“A Divine Realm cultivator, daring to trespass in my Dark Abyss?” A cold voice echoed.
An invisible force instantly spread, blanketing the entire layer of the Abyss. Before Dongbo Xueying’s Starfield Ark, nine figures materialized—each a gaunt elder, all carrying slender swords at their backs, encircling him.
“Such mastery over the world… terrifying.” Dongbo Xueying’s heart clenched.
This elder was the ruler of the 38th layer—the Sword Realm Monarch.
Though he appeared aged, he had only cultivated for a little over a billion years, making him relatively young. Yet his comprehension of the “World” aspect was profound.
Dongbo Xueying himself was no slouch in this regard. His foundation lay in the World Heart, fused with the Black Hole Heart and the Extreme Point Heart, refined through years of study. Among ordinary Four-Heavens Realm Gods, few could match his understanding of the World Heart unless they specialized in it. But this Sword Realm Monarch was clearly an exception.
“To command the entire layer of the Abyss, spanning tens of trillions of miles…” Dongbo Xueying inwardly marveled.
The range of one’s world manipulation reflected their mastery.
Currently, Dongbo Xueying could only influence nearly a trillion miles—a stark difference.
“You dare block me?” Dongbo Xueying’s aura darkened, yet his Starfield Ark never slowed.
“I may not be a match for the Pavilion Master, but if I can delay you, the Abyss’s will shall reward me.” The nine elders smiled in unison, drawing their slender swords and striking in an instant.
Dongbo Xueying found it ironic.
He was usually the one ganging up on others—now, the tables had turned.
But world avatars were merely projections of world power. This was a contest of control. Dongbo Xueying had surpassed the Howling Demon Cult Master in world manipulation, allowing him to manifest avatars. Yet here, the Sword Realm Monarch held absolute dominion over the entire Abyssal layer, leaving Dongbo Xueying unable to wrest even a sliver of control—rendering his avatars useless.
“Still, I don’t need avatars.” Standing at the prow of his ark, Dongbo Xueying brandished his Crimson Cloud Spear, its sweeping might tearing through the heavens.
*Boom—!*
The force was overwhelming.
Channeling the full power of his blood-refined divine weapon—a force even mighty figures feared—his spear shattered space itself, as if heralding annihilation. The Sword Realm Monarch’s expression twisted. “Such brutality!”
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
Under the spear’s onslaught, six world avatars exploded instantly—only for new ones to reform elsewhere.
“In my Abyssal domain, even mighty figures cannot touch me.” The elder remained confident.
*Whoosh.*
The Starfield Ark surged forward through the spatial tunnel. The world avatars could reappear at will, pursuing relentlessly—so long as Dongbo Xueying remained in this layer, he was within the elder’s reach.
Yet—
Killing the elder might be difficult, but escaping? That was simple.
Dongbo Xueying bulldozed forward, his spear reducing all obstacles to dust.
“Dongbo Xueying? The *Blood Demon Scroll*’s first volume?” The elder froze. As the Howling Demon Cult Master’s neighbor, he had received the message.
“The *Blood Demon Scroll*’s first volume… The Silent Extinction Emperor relied on the second volume to rise, now second only to the Paramount Sovereigns.” The elder’s eyes burned with fervor. “If I obtain it, my power will skyrocket. Even as a mighty figure, I’d stand unmatched. I may not be Dongbo Xueying’s match, but countless others will hunt him. With my world avatars, perhaps I can seize an opportunity?”
For the *Blood Demon Scroll*’s first volume, the elder’s true form—hidden in his lair—now mobilized, armed with his blood-refined divine weapon, his combat power even greater.
“I’ll stake everything.”
A supreme technique—and one as renowned as the *Blood Demon Scroll*’s first volume? Who wouldn’t go mad?
Even Dongbo Xueying, a prodigy among prodigies, had only obtained one supreme technique after becoming the Blood Blade Divine Emperor’s personal disciple. Another came only after passing the grueling trials to join the Annihilation Legion—a feat achieved by only him and Pang Yi across the Divine Realm and Abyss.
A single supreme technique could drive countless powerhouses to frenzy.
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“What?!”
In the 37th layer of the Abyss, the Serene Clarity Emperor—who had just let Dongbo Xueying pass without interference—paled.
“The *Blood Demon Scroll*’s first volume?”
“Howling Demon, you should’ve said so earlier!” The Serene Clarity Emperor’s eyes blazed with regret and fury. Had he fought seriously, given his far superior realm, he could have entangled Dongbo Xueying. “That Blood Blade Pavilion Master is Dongbo Xueying? His realm is far beneath mine. I could’ve taken the scroll!”
“Pursue!”
Madness flickered in the Serene Clarity Emperor’s gaze. Outwardly composed, he was a creature of the Dark Abyss—a lowly demon who had clawed his way to transcendence as a True God. At his core, he was ruthless.
At critical moments, one must gamble.
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“The *Blood Demon Scroll*?”
“The first volume has surfaced?”
“And it’s in the hands of Dongbo Xueying from the Divine Realm?”
In an instant, the news spread across the Dark Abyss. Those too distant from the 37th layer, or occupied elsewhere, actively relayed the information—alerting allies, patrons, and more mighty figures. Within moments, as word of the *Blood Demon Scroll*’s first volume spread, Dongbo Xueying’s name echoed throughout the Divine Realm and Abyss.
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