The divine realm of the Arbiter Venerable is dim and gloomy, with iron prisons floating in the void, suppressing all manner of beings, spirits, anomalies, and even deities.
The Arbiter Venerable’s divine form stands eight thousand zhang tall, seated on an iron throne, its corpse-like body emanating a dark and mysterious corrosive force, as if condensed from the darkest and most impure substances of the universe.
Ordinary deities cannot approach.
The gods within this divine realm feel their hearts stir once again.
Indeed, Zhang Ruochen’s dao domain is too strange and wondrous, grand and majestic, with unimaginable potential for growth, making even true gods envious.
Blood Absolute War God, having just arrived, could not have known that Zhang Ruochen had comprehended such an earth-shattering dao domain.
To embody the ages in one’s being, to master the transformations of all phenomena.
Even in his time, he dared not think so boldly.
“A mere fledgling who has cultivated for so few years, how could he comprehend the cosmos, how could he understand the past and present? In this god’s view, this boy must be the reincarnation of Saint Monk Xumi, perhaps even retaining some of the monk’s memories. He cannot be spared! He cannot be spared!” a ghost clan deity said in a sinister tone.
Blood Absolute War God stood firm as a mountain, glaring fiercely, and said, “Meng Hai, old ghost! This seat thinks you resemble a remnant soul of the Ten Tribulations Heavenly Monarch reborn. Today, you shall not be spared.”
Crimson blood qi surged from beneath Blood Absolute War God’s feet, entangling the ghost clan deity and pulling it towards him.
The ghost clan deity resisted the blood mist while roaring, “You’re slandering me! With the Arbiter Venerable here, you dare not act recklessly.”
“You can casually slander others, so why can’t this seat?”
Blood Absolute War God instantly appeared before Meng Hai, striking with a fist that unleashed millions of divine lightning bolts, shattering the ghost deity’s form into a cloud of ghost mist.
Meng Hai’s ghost body reformed and swiftly retreated towards the Arbiter Venerable’s position, his face filled with horror, thinking to himself, “Since returning from the Jade Emperor Realm, Blood Absolute War God has grown even stronger. This god has no power to resist.”
Blood Absolute War God pursued with great strides, but strands of ghost mist surged forward, condensing into the Ghost Lord’s divine form.
“Blood Absolute, Meng Hai only suggested a possibility, and you react with such fury, intending to kill him? Are you hiding some truth?” the Ghost Lord said.
Blood Absolute War God could hear the malice hidden in the Ghost Lord’s words and laughed loudly, “Fine! A group of deities with such narrow minds, just because my grandson is too exceptional, you want to see him dead. Come then, today I’ll see who has the ability!”
A piercing dragon roar resounded.
The Blood Dragon War Halberd flew into Blood Absolute War God’s hand, causing the Arbiter Venerable’s divine realm to tremble.
Ancient God Xue Zhi cleared his throat and said, “The Arbiter Venerable’s cultivation is unparalleled. Can he not see through the origins of a mere saint realm junior? Is there need for you to argue here?”
Blood Absolute War God and the Ghost Lord locked eyes, their gazes sharp, neither yielding.
At this moment, the Arbiter Venerable spoke, “Saint Monk Xumi has fallen, his form and spirit extinguished. This matter need not be raised again.”
The Ghost Lord declared loudly, “Yet Zhang Ruochen is Saint Monk Xumi’s disciple and the son of a sinner of the Temple of Fate, disrupting the War of the Ten Realms, a crime worthy of death. He even dares to issue a challenge to seize the Ten Realms and claim their lordship. He has no such right!”
In the Hunting Heaven War a thousand years ago, the Ghost Lord targeted Zhang Ruochen not because he thought highly of him, but to indirectly contend with Blood Absolute War God. His eyes were only on Blood Absolute War God.
But now, targeting Zhang Ruochen meant the Ghost Lord truly saw him as a threat, no longer viewing him as a mere saint realm ant.
“Disrupting the War of the Ten Realms and tarnishing the Temple of Fate’s prestige indeed deserves severe punishment,” another deity spoke, this one from the Nether Hall.
Qinglu God King manifested his form and said, “High talent is no excuse for breaking rules. Great cultivation does not place one above regulations. War God, your constant protection does him more harm than good.”
One deity after another stepped forward, offering their counsel to the Arbiter Venerable.
They proposed that even if divine punishment was not invoked to execute Zhang Ruochen, he should be captured and not allowed to continue disrupting the War of the Ten Realms.
Clearly, Zhang Ruochen’s heaven-defying talent had drawn their attention. Otherwise, god-king level figures would not personally intervene with such words.
Facing the gods’ concerted pressure, Blood Absolute War God showed no sign of compromise, laughing wildly, “Let me tell you plainly, Zhang Ruochen is Saint Monk Xumi’s disciple, but he also carries the blood of the Blood Absolute Clan.”
“He is the son of a sinner, but he is also my grandson.”
“Whether you agree or not, since Zhang Ruochen has issued the challenge for the Ten Realms and the battle has begun, no one can stop it.”
“If he is not allowed to participate in the War of the Ten Realms, we will fight, turning the heavens and earth upside down.”
“If Zhang Ruochen wins the War of the Ten Realms and the Ten Realms are not given to him, then we will kill. Whoever dares to take the Ten Realms, we will kill. In the mortal realm, he is invincible, and in the divine realm, I will take on all comers!”
“Of course, if he loses, it proves he is unworthy of being the Lord of the Ten Realms. Then, I will personally take him away from the Ten Realms battlefield, ensuring he does not trouble you.”
The Ghost Lord sneered, “A mere Great Saint wants to claim ten great worlds. Can he swallow them, can he hold them? Is he not afraid of choking?”
Blood Absolute War God said, “Good! Since you, Ghost Lord, agree to let Zhang Ruochen try, I believe the other deities have no objections. This matter is settled!”
The Ghost Lord’s divine eyes glared, teeth grinding, about to curse Blood Absolute War God’s shamelessness, when Emperor Luo Yan’s voice came from above, “Zhang Ruochen represents the Hell Realm after all. His displayed strength is extraordinary, perhaps truly capable of battling the world’s heroes. If he can win all Ten Realms, they will belong to the Hell Realm. Is that not a good thing?”
Emperor Luo Yan is a figure equal to the Arbiter Venerable. His words reminded the gods that Zhang Ruochen seems to hold the status of Emperor Luo Yan’s son-in-law, a marriage granted by God Venerate Fuluo.
This complicates matters!
Qinglu God King, ever cunning, realised that with his status, he could not press further.
Blood Absolute War God and Emperor Luo Yan, one fearless of heaven and earth, the other unafraid of either, are not to be provoked lightly. No need to confront them head-on.
He secretly transmitted to Lan Ying, “Zhang Ruochen seeks to break the limits of the saint path through battle. He must not succeed. Find an opportunity to kill him.”
The Ghost Lord also transmitted to Yuan, “Zhang Ruochen has become a force. Killing him cannot be done alone. Unite all possible allies, find the right moment, and ensure he is slain in the Boundless Divine Sea.”
The Ghost Lord sneered coldly, “Blood Absolute, enjoy your pride now! Soon, you will know great joy and great sorrow.”
