“That attire, that terrifying aura.”
“My heavens, could it really be the Blood-Devouring Hall?”
Seeing the eight figures in their distinctive garb, not only were the Chu Heavenly Clan members struck with fear, but even the hidden onlookers paled. Some trembled uncontrollably, and the faintest-hearted fled, too terrified to keep watching.
The Blood-Devouring Hall’s reputation was too formidable.
To many, its members weren’t martial cultivators but demons from hell—true killing maniacs.
“The Blood-Devouring Hall?”
In contrast, the coalition army, previously routed by the Chu Heavenly Clan Leader and ready to flee, now lit up with glee.
They’d come to crush the Chu Heavenly Clan, only to suffer a crushing defeat due to their ignorance of the Clan Leader’s cultivation.
They’d been set to escape this dangerous place.
But the Blood-Devouring Hall’s arrival offered a glimmer of hope. Instead of fleeing, they stayed to watch.
“What was bound to come has arrived.”
Unlike the others, the Chu Heavenly Clan Leader closed his eyes, sighing inwardly.
He knew Chu Xuanyuan’s enemies weren’t limited to the rabble they’d just faced.
But none of Chu Xuanyuan’s enemies included the Blood-Devouring Hall.
The Clan Leader understood that the Blood-Devouring Hall was here on someone’s commission.
They’d been hired to target the Chu Heavenly Clan.
“May I ask why the esteemed members of the Blood-Devouring Hall have come to our Chu Heavenly Clan?”
Despite knowing their ill intentions, the Clan Leader remained courteous.
But his politeness was met with cold sneers from the Blood-Devouring Hall.
“Clan Leader Chu, since you know why we’re here, why play dumb?”
“Today, you have two choices.”
“First, hand over Chu Xuanyuan’s son, Chu Feng.”
“Second, let the entire Chu Heavenly Clan die with him.”
One of the Blood-Devouring Hall members spoke, his tone dripping with arrogance. Despite being peak Venerables like the Clan Leader, he showed no respect.
“Heh…”
The Clan Leader gave a faint smile at their bluntness, his expression turning grave. A surging killing intent emanated from him.
“I’m sorry, but neither of those choices fits my plans.”
As he spoke, a heavenly thunder mark appeared on his forehead.
With it, his combat power surged.
Though he hadn’t broken through to the Exalted Realm, he was now terrifyingly formidable among peak Venerables.
*Whoosh—*
As the thunder mark appeared, immense martial power poured from him—not mere martial power, but an immortal technique.
The technique spread, forming a massive cage that enclosed the Clan Leader and the eight Blood-Devouring Hall experts.
*Swish—*
The Clan Leader launched his attack, single-handedly charging at the eight.
*Boom, boom, boom—*
Explosions erupted, ripples raging.
These weren’t ordinary ripples but the fallout of peak Venerable clashes.
To many in the Great Chiliocosm Upper Realm, such ripples were cataclysmic.
Yet, they were contained within the cage crafted by the Clan Leader’s immortal technique.
Not only did he fight eight peak Venerables alone, but he also ensured no one else was harmed by the fallout.
“So strong! Who could’ve imagined the Chu Heavenly Clan Leader was this powerful?”
Though the onlookers, limited by their cultivation, couldn’t see the details of the battle, the ferocious ripples within the cage inspired awe and fear.
They knew that if those ripples escaped, many spectators wouldn’t survive.
Their safety was thanks to the Clan Leader.
Thus, many in the Upper Realm now held him in reverence.
“Vice Hall Master, what do we do? We can’t just stand by while the Clan Leader fights the Blood-Devouring Hall alone, can we?”
Many turned to Chu Xuanzhengfa and the Supreme Elder.
They were frantic, unwilling to be mere spectators in a war concerning their clan.
“That’s not a fight I can join. Besides, those others are still watching like vultures.”
Chu Xuanzhengfa and Chu Hanpeng’s eyes were filled with worry and vigilance.
Their concerns weren’t baseless.
Though the coalition army hadn’t renewed their attack, they hadn’t left either, eyeing the battle between the Clan Leader and the Blood-Devouring Hall.
Chu Xuanzhengfa knew they were biding their time.
If the Clan Leader won, they’d scatter.
But if he lost, they’d join the Blood-Devouring Hall to slaughter the Chu Heavenly Clan.
Worst of all, the clan was powerless against this.
Only the Clan Leader could threaten the coalition.
If he fell, the rest of the clan couldn’t even stop the coalition, let alone the Blood-Devouring Hall’s eight experts.
*Wail—*
A scream pierced the air.
*Boom—*
A deafening blast followed.
The cage containing the ripples was shattered, and the unleashed energy surged like a feral tiger, ravaging all directions.
Screams filled the air. Stronger cultivators were blown back, suffering minor injuries.
But weaker ones couldn’t withstand the ripples.
The lucky ones bled from their orifices, their souls wounded. The unlucky exploded on the spot.
Fortunately, the ripples didn’t harm the Chu Heavenly Clan members, mostly affecting the nearby spectators.
This was because one person had blocked the ripples.
The Chu Heavenly Clan Leader.
He emerged from the broken cage, standing before his clan’s forces.
But blood trickled from his mouth, and a fist-sized hole gaped in his left chest.
His chest was pierced, blood pouring uncontrollably from the wound.
This wasn’t a mere flesh wound—his soul was damaged. Otherwise, he could’ve healed it, and his face wouldn’t be so deathly pale, his stance so unsteady.
The Clan Leader was gravely injured, yet he’d still protected his clan.
Seeing their leader so wounded, the Chu Heavenly Clan members’ faces turned ashen, their eyes filled with despair. Some even closed their eyes, bracing for death.
The eight Blood-Devouring Hall experts were unscathed.
The outcome was clear. No matter how strong their Clan Leader was, he couldn’t defeat these eight fiends.
And if even he couldn’t, what could the rest of them do?
They were fish on the chopping block, awaiting slaughter.
