The Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Tower heard those words.
It gave two disgruntled shakes.
Wang Hao raised a hand and pressed it against the tower.
“Quit it.”
“This is the last one.”
“Use it sparingly.”
The black tower shook even more fiercely.
Wang Hao added:
“If you do a good job…”
“I’ll give you a share of the remaining immortal blood.”
The Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Tower immediately fell still.
The Dragon-Slayer watched this exchange.
Unable to resist, he asked:
“Have all your cursed artifacts…”
“Been fooled stupid by you?”
Wang Hao shook his head.
“I never deceive my own people.”
“I merely delay fulfilling my promises from time to time.”
The Dragon-Slayer felt that statement was even more shameless than outright deception.
The sea of blood continued to recede.
A drop of bloody rain passed through the shattered immortal realm.
And fell toward the Nine Provinces.
As it pierced the firmament, it rapidly split apart.
One became ten.
Ten became a hundred.
In the blink of an eye,
it had turned into a crimson downpour covering several provinces.
The imperial capital of Great Xia.
The National Guardian Grand Array activated on its own.
A golden curtain of light enveloped the city.
The blood rain struck the barrier,
releasing a piercing hiss of corrosion.
Within every droplet of blood
was a tiny human face.
Their mouths opened,
frantically gnawing at the grand array.
At the western frontier.
An army that had just finished purging a horde of corpse-beasts was resting outside a city.
The blood rain came too swiftly.
Several hundred soldiers had no time to retreat into the city.
Blood landed on their skin
and instantly burrowed into their pores.
One soldier’s body stiffened.
The whites of his eyes swiftly turned red.
He drew his saber.
But its edge was not aimed at the enemy.
It was aimed at the comrade beside him.
“Kill me…”
The soldier’s arms trembled.
The will of the Blood Rakshasa was taking control of his body.
With what little awareness he had left,
he desperately held back the blade,
refusing to let it fall.
“Quick!”
“Kill me!”
The old soldier beside him gripped his spear.
Its tip rested against the soldier’s heart.
Yet he could not bring himself to thrust it forward.
They had guarded the border together.
They had clawed their way out from piles of corpses together.
Just days ago,
the soldier had said that once the corpse-beasts were dealt with,
he would return home and marry.
“Do it!”
Veins bulged across the soldier’s neck.
Half his face had already dissolved into bloody pulp.
“Don’t let me…”
“Become a monster!”
The old soldier’s eyes reddened.
His spear shot forward.
Just as its tip was about to pierce the soldier’s heart,
a strand of golden imperial providence descended from the sky.
It coiled around the soldier’s body.
Wang Hao’s voice
rang throughout Great Xia along the river of imperial destiny.
“Everyone.”
“Hold your breath.”
“Seal your acupoints.”
“Light the city’s yang fires.”
“Leave the blood rain to me.”
The old soldier’s spear halted in midair.
The blood-corroded soldier lifted his head.
The crimson in his eyes continued to spread.
Yet he had heard that voice.
The Emperor of Great Xia
was still in the heavens.
He had not retreated.
Then he, too, could hold on a little longer.
The soldier bit through his tongue,
using the pain to reclaim a fleeting moment of clarity.
“Brother.”
“Don’t kill me just yet.”
“His Majesty said…”
“This blood…”
“Has to be taxed.”
The old soldier laughed through red-rimmed eyes and cursed.
“You’re about to die, damn it.”
“And you’re still thinking about paying taxes?”
Bloody fluid streamed from the soldier’s mouth.
“Great Xia’s new laws…”
“Tax evasion means confiscation of the family estate.”
Similar orders
swiftly spread across the Nine Provinces.
Cities everywhere lit their yang fires.
Martial artists sealed the apertures throughout their bodies.
The blood aura of military formations surged into the sky.
Government offices across the land rang bronze gongs,
ordering the common people into cellars and stone shelters.
Body-Tempering martial artists guarded the entrances.
Muscle-Tempering and Bone-Tempering martial artists hauled firewood.
Organ-Tempering and Aperture-Opening martial artists joined forces to contain the blood rain.
Intent Realm and Astral Aura Realm experts took to the skies,
using their martial intent to raise barrier after barrier.
Flight Realm martial artists patrolled the cities,
slaying monsters completely consumed by the sea of blood.
Martial God Realm experts, meanwhile, entered the cores of the great arrays in every province.
Support the heavens with the Martial God’s Dharma Manifestation.
This was an Immortal Calamity.
In theory,
mortals had no right to resist.
But the people of Great Xia
had already refused to kneel once.
Naturally, they could refuse a second time.
Beneath the Blood Sea,
Wang Hao sensed the situation in every corner of the realm.
His gaze grew colder and colder.
New faith was condensing within the Imperial Dao River.
The outline of a thin, pale-golden shield
began to emerge around him.
As long as Wang Hao wished,
he could draw upon the people’s faith once more
to hasten the shield’s formation.
But he did not.
“This time,”
Wang Hao said softly,
“you will not shield Me.”
“Great Xia raised an emperor,”
“not an altar table.”
He raised his right hand.
The Immortal-Sealing Altar flew out from his robes.
Inside the altar, five drops of immortal-grade origin blood
lit up at the same time.
The Origin Blood of Xuanming.
The Origin Blood of Blood Rakshasa.
The Origin Blood of Taiyi.
The Origin Blood of Corpse Liberation.
The Origin Blood of Heaven’s Deficiency.
Among them,
the scarlet drop of origin blood belonging to the Blood Luo Immortal Lord
was frantically battering against its seal.
After the Blood Sea descended into the outside world,
the connection between this drop of origin blood
and Blood Luo’s true body
had become stronger than ever.
The Myriad Contracts, One Origin Seal appeared in Wang Hao’s palm.
Dark contract patterns spread in rings across the Blood Rakshasa’s origin blood.
Countless blood-red threads
extended from within the Immortal-Sealing Altar,
connecting to the boundless Blood Sea.
The Blood Luo Immortal Lord immediately sensed it.
“With a single drop of origin blood,
you think you can control Me?”
“Foolish delusion!”
The endless Blood Sea surged all at once.
The contract patterns in Wang Hao’s palm shattered inch by inch.
Blood Luo’s power was simply too great.
At Wang Hao’s current realm,
even with the Myriad Contracts, One Origin Seal,
he could not directly control an immortal-level lifeform at the peak of its power.
Instead, the drop of origin blood in his hand
showed signs of being forcibly recalled by Blood Luo.
The Immortal-Sealing Altar shook violently.
Blood-red cracks appeared across its body.
Wang Hao raised his hand and pressed down on the mouth of the altar.
“I cannot control you.”
“But I can go and take a look at your origin.”
He raised his head and gazed toward the deepest part of the Blood Sea.
The system notification had already appeared.
【Special Check-In Location: Blood Sea Origin Eye!】
【Current Distance: 1.7 million li!】
【Warning: The Blood Sea Origin Eye lies at the deepest point of the Blood Luo Immortal Lord’s origin.】
【Once inside, all the host’s blood will fall under Blood Luo’s control within three breaths.】
Wang Hao put away the Immortal-Sealing Altar.
Then he draped the shattered black-haired immortal hide over his body.
The Corpse Liberation Immortal Hide had been torn open by the Xuanming Wings.
It had long since lost most of its power.
But the corpse-path laws covering its surface
could still block part of the Blood Sea’s corrosion.
The Dragon-Slayer saw through his intentions.
“You’re going in?”
“Mm.”
“That is suicide.”
“The check-in location is inside.”
The Dragon-Slayer did not understand.
“What location?”
Wang Hao shook his head.
“Nothing.”
“I’m going to collect a debt.”
The Dragon-Slayer struggled to his feet.
“This old man will go with you.”
“You would only hold Me back.”
The Dragon-Slayer tightened his grip around the half of his severed blade that remained.
“This old man can still deliver one more strike.”
“Your blade is already broken.”
“The blade is broken,”
“but my hand remains.”
Wang Hao glanced at his empty left shoulder.
“You only have one left.”
The Dragon-Slayer’s face darkened.
“Can’t you say something pleasant for once?”
Wang Hao thought seriously for a moment.
“If you die,”
“your share can be left to your descendants.”
“Get lost.”
Wang Hao turned around.
The Imperial Dao River transformed into a golden road
that stretched straight toward the Blood Sea.
The Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Pagoda hovered above his head,
sealing away the first blood rain to descend.
Wang Hao took one step into the Blood Sea.
Sizzle!
White smoke instantly rose from the black-haired immortal hide.
Strand after strand of Corpse Dao black hair was corroded by the blood.
Countless faces within the sea of blood lunged forward at once,
tearing into Wang Hao’s body.
Wang Hao raised both palms.
The Heaven-Imprisoning Earth-Covering Palm erupted in rapid succession.
The first palm.
Ten-thousand-zhang waves of blood exploded.
The second palm.
Millions upon millions of faces turned into blood mist.
The third palm.
A vast river of Imperial Dao surged into the sea of blood.
The fourth palm.
Large patches of the Corpse Immortal’s black skin were torn away.
The fifth palm.
Blood began to seep from Wang Hao’s skin.
The sixth palm.
The will of Blood Luo invaded his body along with his blood.
The seventh palm.
The Corpse Dao markings were battered by the sea of blood.
They actually moved half an inch away from his heart—temporarily.
Two kinds of rotting immortal power
clashed and tore at each other inside Wang Hao’s body.
The eighth palm.
The sea of blood stretching one hundred thousand li before Wang Hao was forcibly flattened.
The ninth palm!
“Cover the earth!”
Boom!
A bottomless palmprint appeared in the sea of blood.
Following the palmprint,
Wang Hao plunged three hundred thousand li deeper in a single breath.
The figure of the Blood Luo Immortal Lord
kept appearing throughout the sea of blood.
At times, she took the form of a skinless woman.
At times, she was a giant pieced together from countless corpses.
At times, she was nothing more than a blood-red face covering the entire sea.
“You will never reach the Source Eye.”
Countless voices overlapped.
“Your blood
has already begun obeying my command.”
Wang Hao lowered his head.
His arms were rising against his will.
His five fingers curled inward,
reaching for his own heart.
Blood Luo was trying to control him into killing himself.
The Transcendent Great Dao within Wang Hao’s body rumbled into motion.
His pale golden blood began to burn.
He forcibly regained control of his right arm.
Then, without the slightest hesitation,
he struck his own left shoulder with a palm.
Boom!
His entire left arm, along with the flesh corrupted by Blood Luo,
was blasted into blood mist by Wang Hao’s palm.
The Blood Luo Immortal Lord fell silent for a moment.
“You are certainly decisive.”
Wang Hao sealed the wound on his severed arm.
“I haven’t finished collecting the debt.”
“So naturally, I can’t die yet.”
“This Immortal Lord can give you more.”
Countless scenes appeared in the sea of blood.
Eternal life.
The reopening of the Immortal Realm.
Great Xia becoming a divine dynasty spanning the myriad realms.
Countless living beings prostrating themselves at Wang Hao’s feet.
Countless peerless beauties serving at his side.
An imperial throne forged from immortal bones stood at the end of the universe.
Blood Luo’s voice was filled with temptation.
“Merge with this Immortal Lord.”
“You can become the new master of the sea of blood.”
“Every drop of your blood
can transform into an undying incarnation.”
“Even if the Nine Provinces are destroyed,
even if every citizen of Great Xia perishes,
you will still live forever.”
Wang Hao did not stop walking.
“That does sound tempting.”
A hint of amusement entered Blood Luo’s voice.
“You agree?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“After we merge,
who gets the imperial treasury?”
Blood Luo fell silent.
Wang Hao shook his head.
“You can’t even make the ownership of the treasury clear,
yet you expect me to sign a contract.”
“Very unprofessional.”
The sea of blood suddenly erupted in fury.
Countless blood-red hands reached out from every direction.
Above Wang Hao’s head,
the eighth level of the Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Pagoda opened.
Three purple-black thunder phoenixes burst forth.
The thunder phoenixes spun,
forming a storm of thunder and fire.
The blood-red hands were continuously incinerated.
Wang Hao seized the opportunity to continue plunging deeper.
One million li.
One point two million li.
One point five million li.
Only two hundred thousand li remained between him and the Source Eye.
But the Corpse-Release Immortal Skin had already rotted away completely.
The final piece of black skin peeled from Wang Hao’s shoulder.
The sea of blood came into direct contact with his body.
In an instant,
the blood throughout Wang Hao’s body stopped flowing.
His heart stopped beating as well.
The enormous face of the Blood Luo Immortal Lord
slowly condensed before him.
“It’s over.”
Wang Hao’s body froze where he stood.
His eyes gradually dimmed.
Blood Luo extended one finger
and pointed it toward the center of his brow.
Just as his fingertips were about to make contact,
a dragon's roar suddenly rang out
from within Wang Hao's stopped heart.
Roar!
The Imperial Dao River burst forth from inside him.
The golden dragon of destiny bit down on Blood Rakshasa's finger.
Wang Hao opened his eyes once more.
"Found you."
He hadn't been unable to resist just now.
He had deliberately relinquished control of his body,
allowing Blood Rakshasa's true origin will to descend of its own accord.
If Blood Rakshasa wanted to control his heart,
she had to send her will
into Wang Hao's body.
The Myriad Contracts Origin Seal had long been hidden deep within the Imperial Dao River.
The instant Blood Rakshasa's will entered,
the contract seal locked onto the true source eye.
That finger pointing at Wang Hao's brow
was where Blood Rakshasa's true origin had condensed!
Wang Hao seized Blood Rakshasa's wrist with his right hand.
"Thunder Abyss!"
The gate to the ninth level
opened with a thunderous boom.
The final purple thunder dragon
opened its eyes.
【The Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Pagoda has unleashed a full-power strike at the Ninth Realm!】
【Remaining full-power attacks on the ninth level: 0!】
The purple thunder dragon shot out from the pagoda.
It did not attack Blood Rakshasa's face.
Instead, it followed the arm Wang Hao had seized
and plunged into the source eye within the sea of blood.
Boom!
Deep within the 1.7-million-li sea of blood,
a purple sun rose.
Countless streams of blood were vaporized by the immortal lightning.
For the first time, Blood Luo Immortal Lord let out a cry of pain.
"Let go!"
She swung her other arm.
One palm pierced through Wang Hao's chest.
A massive bloody hole appeared
beside Wang Hao's heart.
Yet his right hand
still held on to Blood Rakshasa with all its strength.
The system notification finally appeared.
【The source eye of the sea of blood has been reached!】
【Would you like to sign in?】
"Sign in."
【Sign-in successful!】
【Reward obtained: Primordial Blood Edict!】
【Primordial Blood Edict: A single drop of source blood that has separated from its main body yet remains pure can be temporarily elevated into primordial source blood.】
【Condition for use: The heart blood of a living being at the same realm or higher is required as a catalyst.】
【The host possesses a complete Imperial Dao. Imperial blood may be used in place of the heart blood of a being at the same realm.】
【Intelligence updated!】
【Blood Luo Immortal Lord has no fixed core.】
【The purest drop of blood within the sea of blood is the primordial source blood.】
【The source blood previously refined by the Sealing Immortal Altar had yet to absorb the origins of Corpse Liberation, the Supreme One, or Heaven's Deficiency. Its purity has already surpassed that of the present sea of blood.】
【Elevating the sealed source blood into primordial blood can reverse the process and recall all of Blood Luo Immortal Lord's origins.】
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