With the enhancent of "With You Under My Command," Qi Yuan now stood nearly a hundred ters tall.
A giant of a thousand ters high wouldn't an much to a Supre, as they could suppress such a giant with a single hand.
However, when facing the blood-red armored giant's killing gaze, a sudden sense of fear arose in their hearts.
Blue Charm Supre forcibly suppressed this fear, sneering at Qi Yuan, "We possess a treasure crafted by a Grand Supre, providing both offense and defense. Even with the Supres behind you, you can't stop us! In the upcoming north-south conflict, the south is destined to lose, and you will surely die!"
Blue Charm Supre was already preparing to flee.
The other Supres had similar thoughts. After all, facing over a hundred initial stage Supres was too terrifying.
Qi Yuan, wielding the broken sword, resembled a colossal reaper from the underworld.
His cold, unfeeling eyes swept over the twenty-plus Supres.
In an eerie voice, he said, "Many people can't see the future, but they've already glimpsed it."
The enormous broken sword exuded a sinister, blood-red aura.
Qi Yuan raised the sword and slashed.
Void Realm Ruler's Heart Demon invoked.
As he swung the sword, he roared, "This is your future!"
An endless blood rain poured from the sword, like a torrential downpour, falling on the twenty-seven Supres.
Sheep Chaos Supre and Ning Tao were unaffected.
Greed, arrogance, gluttony, lust... all these emotions were embedded in the blood rain, stirring the Supres' hearts.
The Supres first felt bewildered, then terror-stricken.
"W-what is this?" Blue Charm Supre's face was filled with horror.
The treasure crafted by the Grand Supre made their defense impenetrable, even against a Grand Supre's origin ability.
However, the blood rain pierced through this defense, landing on their bodies.
Blue Charm Supre's face contorted. As soon as he spoke, sothing horrifying happened.
A terrifying tumor bulged out from his back, ripping through his robes.
The tumor grew larger, the size of a millstone.
Suddenly, the tumor burst like a pimple, spraying yellow liquid, as a monstrous demon erged.
The demon's eyes were filled with greed and hunger.
It clung to Blue Charm Supre's shoulder, gnawing at the tumor.
This scene repeated with the other Supres.
Demons burst from their bodies like parasitic worms, devouring their hosts.
So Supres, twisted and writhing like beasts, rolled on the ground.
Others tore at their own skin, trying to peel it off for relief.
The scene was eerie, horrifying, and utterly grueso.
"Devil, you're a devil!"
The mid-level Supres, barely able to speak, looked at Qi Yuan's terrifying figure with eyes full of confusion and fear.
"Spare ... I'll be your dog!" one Supre pleaded.
The towering blood-red giant surveyed the frenzied Supres.
He calmly stated, "This is the fate of those who oppose ."
The hundred Supres behind him were all aghast. Hearing Qi Yuan's words, they shivered inwardly.
The scene before them defied all understanding.
They had only seen their revered, enigmatic Blood Lord transform into a blood-red giant.
He swung his sword once, and blood rain fell.
The terrifying thing was that the Supres' heart demons were fully awakened. These once powerful Supres, devoured by demons, were as helpless as children.
This origin ability easily wiped out twenty-seven Supres, leaving them no chance to resist.
This sight filled them with terror.
How could this be a born sage?
This was a god, a demon god!
Everyone swallowed hard, remaining silent.
In the crowd, Sheep Chaos Supre trembled.
For the first ti since becoming a Supre, he felt this way.
His back tingled, his face filled with ecstasy.
He stepped forward, shouting, "Blood Lord is mighty, ruling the world!"
Now, he didn't resemble a Supre at all, but the most obsequious follower.
Qi Yuan ignored Sheep Chaos Supre, focusing on the twenty-plus Supres.
One by one, they died in agony.
These terrifying Supres, who could destroy cities, perished miserably.
Qi Yuan's experience bar grew rapidly.
He couldn't help but sigh.
Supres truly lived up to their na.
The skyrocketing experience was far more rewarding than that from mythic-level demons.
In just a few seconds, all the Supres perished.
The hellish scene vanished, leaving Qi Yuan at level 148.
As one progresses, the gap between small levels grows, requiring endless ti to bridge.
Qi Yuan was just 2 levels away from mid-level Supre.
However, he didn't need ti; he just needed to kill, and his experience would grow.
But this was just leveling.
Mastering origin abilities, from ti to the micro level, required his own efforts.
Qi Yuan grinned, sweeping his gaze over everyone present, "Do you understand how to kill now?"
The previous battle was slow and wasteful, dragging on forever.
It lacked the efficiency of Qi Yuan's clean and decisive strike.
"We understand." The Supres behind him quickly replied.
Wang Gai, among them, was horrified.
Sheep Chaos Supre, however, bead, flattering, "Compared to Blood Lord's single strike, our fights are like childish scuffles."
Qi Yuan accepted the flattery, his gaze finally settling on the solitary Ning Tao, his smile playful, "You're not leaving?"
Ning Tao clutched the chain tightly, looking at the blood-red figure, the fear in her eyes fading, "If you don't speak, how dare I leave?"
"If you had left earlier, I probably wouldn't have stopped you." Qi Yuan said calmly.
Ning Tao was stronger than the Purple Daoist.
Of course, Qi Yuan could have stopped her, but it would have been costly.
He had complex feelings about Ning Tao, an NPC.
Ning Tao looked at Qi Yuan, still clutching the chain, her expression unnatural, suppressing sothing, possibly fear, or sothing else.
"You saved my life by killing these Supres. I have nothing to repay you with..."
Qi Yuan interrupted her, asking, "Do you know about the Blood Palace?"
Ning Tao shook her head in confusion.
"Do you know the Blood Lord?"
She shook her head again.
"Do you know the Canary? She's a very proud, vain girl I've been looking for." Qi Yuan looked at Ning Tao, a gentle light in his blood-red eyes.
[Ning Tao, level 197, Palace Master of the Heavenly Heart Palace, one of the cursed Northern Demons.]
Ning Tao shook her head, "I don't know. She must be very important to you?"
"Yes, I've been looking for her." Qi Yuan said, "I saved your life on a whim. You don't need to repay . If you et her, tell her I'm in Wugui City... waiting for her."
Qi Yuan's gaze was profound.
Ning Tao looked at him and replied, "I won't thank you for such a great favor. I'll keep an eye out for her."
After a while, she suddenly asked, "Have we t before? Why do I feel a sense of familiarity?"
"Maybe in a dream." Qi Yuan laughed.
After laughing, he addressed all the Supres present.
"Swear an oath to the heart demon, that today's events will not be leaked. Understand?"
The Supres quickly swore their oaths without hesitation.
Ning Tao did the sa.
"With the heart demon oath sworn, you may leave." Qi Yuan said generously to Ning Tao.
Originally, Qi Yuan rembered the "humiliation" he suffered in the underground palace, almost being forced to call "mom."
He planned to make Ning Tao, a Grand Supre, call him "daddy" before letting her go.
But he thought it was too perverse, not fitting his high and mighty Blood Lord image.
Ning Tao glanced at Qi Yuan, clutching the chain tightly, and disappeared in a flash.
After a while, Ning Tao landed in the desert, looking at the blood ball behind her, murmuring, "Husband, the Canary must be a lovely girl."
She touched her left cheek.
"Definitely prettier than my ugly face."
She took one last look behind her, then disappeared in a flash.
...
Three years later.
In Great Grief City, Yun He finally arrived.
His white crane robe stained with blood, his aura unstable.
On his way to Wugui City, he encountered the first general under the Supre, the Demon Crocodile.
Naturally, they fought fiercely.
After years of battle, both were wounded, and they finally separated.
Now, Yun He's face was as pale as paper, his aura unstable.
He sat in the palace, looking puzzled.
"Where is my junior sister?" he asked.
A Supre from Great Grief City approached, respectful.
"Reporting to Grand Supre Yun He, your junior sister Huang ngling left Great Grief City five years ago on urgent business." This Supre was only at the initial stage.
"Where is the city lord of Great Grief City?" Yun He asked again.
"He went to Wugui City for so matters." The Supre answered respectfully.
Yun He's eyes flashed with complex emotions, "How is Wugui City now?"
The Supre hesitated before answering, "I've been in seclusion and don't know much about Wugui City, but it should be the sa as years ago, with a few Supres."
Yun He showed no change in expression, finally saying, "You may go."
The Supre left, head bowed.
The empty palace left Yun He alone, his eyes filled with worry.
"Sothing's... strange."
"If I rember correctly, the city lord of Great Grief City is Supre Mila, and his father is Grand Supre Miku!"
Upon arriving at Great Grief City, he sensed sothing amiss.
He vaguely felt several terrifying auras lurking in Great Grief City.
All Grand Supres!
These Grand Supres hid in Great Grief City, not coming to see him.
This was troubling.
"Could it be... the news about Wugui City is false, and this is a trap for ?" Yun He's face darkened.
If true, it ant Grand Supre Miku had betrayed the south and joined the north.
The south's situation would worsen.
Out of the eighty-eight thousand cities, most had already fallen.
One in ten remained.
A Grand Supre's betrayal would shake the balance.
If he was killed, the White Emperor's support would be cut, further endangering the south.
"I must... leave here." Yun He felt great danger and needed to leave.
But how was another problem.
If he was the target, escaping would be difficult.
He was deeply worried.
anwhile, in the depths of Great Grief City, several Grand Supres whispered.
"Grand Supre Yun He is here. What about our plan?"
"Humph, continue. If he interferes, he stays in Great Grief City forever!"
"One Grand Supre won't change the situation!"
...
In Wugui City, Qi Yuan lazily lay on a master chair, his broken sword harvesting demons on the conveyor belt.
He had now reached mid-level Supre by Flowwind Realm standards.
"Having many subordinates is great." Qi Yuan sighed.
Now, the Blood Palace had nearly two thousand Supres.
Every day, many Supres went out, capturing demons for Qi Yuan to kill.
His experience grew rapidly.
"Unfortunately, my level has increased, but understanding origin abilities is slow."
Supres in this realm needed to improve their origin abilities to advance.
Qi Yuan only needed to level up.
However, his origin abilities couldn't be leveled up through experience; he needed to comprehend them.
Fortunately, with endless source power, Qi Yuan's first origin ability, Void Realm Ruler's Heart Demon, reached a terrifying level.
The quantity was overwhelming.
He couldn't exhaust it.
This ability reached the micro level.
But Great Forgetfulness ntal thod had no progress, still at the ti level.
"Seems my talent is too poor. Without this ga, I'd be a nobody in the Canglan Realm, probably not even entering the Divine Light Sect."
Qi Yuan was disappointed.
He often tried to understand Great Forgetfulness ntal thod.
But every next day, he forgot the previous day's progress.
How could he comprehend it?
"Too hard, too hard, this ga is too hard to play!" Qi Yuan lanted.
Great Forgetfulness ntal thod wasn't for humans.
If the micro level was this hard, what about engraving?
If he engraved it on his body and soul, Qi Yuan suspected he'd beco an idiot.
"Brother, brother, Supre Mila is here to see you!" Chen Huan rushed into the underground palace, anxious.
"Can't you see I'm screwing in bolts? Not seeing." Qi Yuan waved.
What Supre Mila, he wasn't interested.
"Brother, Supre Mila's father is Grand Supre Miku, a Grand Supre!" Chen Huan emphasized.
Qi Yuan smiled, "Finally, a high-level NPC?"
A high-level NPC might be good or bad.
But it didn't matter to Qi Yuan.
Just a ga.
"See him." Qi Yuan changed his mind, curious about Supre Mila and his intentions.
He also wanted to see if he'd be an enemy.
If so, that'd be great.
After a few seconds, footsteps echoed.
The underground palace was dim, candle flas flickering.
A man in a green robe entered, exuding the arrogance of a noble family.
Supre Mila approached, bowing respectfully, "Mila greets the Blood Lord."
Qi Yuan continued watching the cute demons, ignoring Supre Mila, "Speak quickly, I'm busy."
Supre Mila, despite the cold reception, showed no displeasure, saying, "I've co to present a great opportunity to the Blood Lord."
"Oh?" Qi Yuan grew interested, finally looking at Supre Mila, "It better be great."
Now, Qi Yuan was only interested in big things.
He wanted to refine sothing enormous into his golden core.
Only then could he challenge the Bright Palace.
"The Blood Lord, born a sage, created thousands of Supres, shocking the world.
My father, Grand Supre Miku, is a top figure in the south.
He greatly admires the Blood Lord but cannot visit Wugui City." Supre Mila spoke eloquently.
"Get to the point." Qi Yuan was impatient.
"My father has gathered allies, willing to serve the Blood Lord as the ruler of the world!" Supre Mila said excitedly, "The Blood Lord can help others beco Supres, you should be the world's ruler.
Neither the White Emperor nor the Supre can compare."
Qi Yuan laughed.
Playing a ga, and the NPCs wanted to crown him?
Supre Mila continued, "The Blood Palace is strong but lacks mid-level and Grand Supres.
My father, Grand Supre Miku, is willing to lead Grand Supres to serve you."
Supre Mila was extrely respectful.
"Anything else?" Qi Yuan asked.
"I have a sister, three hundred years old, beautiful.
She admires the Blood Lord, and my father wishes to send her to the Blood Palace as your consort."
Qi Yuan's expression beca playful.
This NPC knew how to work, even offering his sister.
But he said, "I'm not interested in being so world ruler. Your offer doesn't interest .
And I've never t your sister."
His words were full of rejection.
Supre Mila looked disappointed.
His grand plan seed to be failing.
But he persisted, "In half a month, the Blood Lord will hold a sermon. May I attend?"
Qi Yuan glanced at him, "Fine, leave."
"Thank you, Blood Lord." Supre Mila left without delay.
The large palace was left with Qi Yuan and the demons on the conveyor belt.
He murmured, "We're all old foxes, no need for charades."
He looked at the demons, smiling, "Fatten the pig, grow its wings."
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