Over two thousand peak Earthly Mythics and several hundred Supres gathered in the enclosure. Qi Yuan, dressed in a blood-red robe, sat serenely on the city wall.
His gaze was divine, his voice ethereal like the sound of immortals.
As he began his sermon, everyone present beca entranced.
Even the scheming Supre Mi Luo seed to be transported between celestial realms and infernal pits, experiencing constant transformations.
The crowd was completely captivated, and ti quietly slipped away.
Outside Wugui City, three terrifying presences lay dormant.
Leading them was Supre Mi Luo's father, Grand Supre Mi Kong.
His face showed a peculiar expression, “Even with the aid of the Destiny Stone, the Blood Lord’s talent is terrifying.”
“The Path of Human and Demon is the path of human nature. One must deeply understand human nature or be fixated on a single thought to comprehend the essence. To preach, one must be adept at human relationships and see through the nature of all things. Unfortunately, this ans... confusion.” Another Grand Supre sighed, “The Blood Lord’s madness isn’t a façade. His deep understanding of the Path of Human and Demon is sothing even Grand Supres can’t bear. His madness is normal.”
The three present were all Grand Supres.
They had already etched their essence abilities onto their bodies and souls.
Their understanding of the Path of Human and Demon was profound.
This path was inherently chaotic; the deeper the understanding, the greater the impact.
There was no supre being like the White Emperor or the Supre who remained in the mortal world. Otherwise, no one knew if they might suddenly go mad.
With the help of the Destiny Stone, the Blood Lord could clarify the chaotic Path of Human and Demon, allowing Earthly Mythics to directly touch the essence. This ant the Blood Lord was so deep into the Path of Human and Demon that he could collapse into madness at any ti.
Even a Grand Supre couldn't bear it, let alone the Blood Lord.
“We must not emulate the Blood Lord and beco too entangled with the Destiny Stone. Each person shall wield the Destiny Stone for seven years, taking turns.” A yellow-browed Grand Supre proposed. He was from the north.
This proposal was sothing they had previously agreed upon.
“No objections,” said a blue-haired woman coldly, “I like studying strange things. Two-thirds of the Blood Lord's body should be left for to research thoroughly.”
Grand Supre Mi Kong chuckled, “When we strike, we mustn't be too forceful. If we shatter the Blood Lord, Grand Supre Bingxue won’t be able to study him.”
The yellow-browed Grand Supre smiled, but his eyes showed worry, “My brow keeps twitching. I don’t know if it’s a good or bad on.”
“What else are you worried about?” Mi Kong asked.
“The disappearance of the Purple Taoist in the Land of Blood and Thousand Cities is strange,” the yellow-browed Grand Supre was uneasy.
Mi Kong internally despised the yellow-browed Grand Supre.
They had discussed this many tis, yet he was still worried.
“Even if the Blood Lord killed the Purple Taoist with the Destiny Stone’s help, we have... thousands of Supres at our command. Even the White Emperor would be cautious, let alone the Blood Lord!” Mi Kong reassured, but his lifespan was nearing its end, and this had to succeed.
Over the years, the three Grand Supres had secretly sent peak Earthly Mythics into Wugui City.
With this sermon alone, they had sent fifteen hundred people.
One could say that the prosperity of Wugui City was partly due to their contributions.
Grand Supre Bingxue said calmly, “If we delay any longer, others will covet the Blood Lord too.”
The yellow-browed Grand Supre pressed his twitching brow, “Alright!”
Mi Kong laughed, “Let’s discuss how to divide the spoils again.”
Discussing these things always brought excitent and joy.
After all, this opportunity was greater than becoming a Grand Supre.
...
On the city wall, the sermon ended.
Those seated below had varying expressions; so frowned, so pondered.
Qi Yuan stood on the city wall, murmuring, “This sermon was much more serious than the previous ones. Don’t disappoint .”
As Qi Yuan's voice fell, a man suddenly stood up in the enclosure, essence power bursting from him.
His eyes were closed, but his suppressed joy was evident.
He had beco a Supre!
So Supres woke from their insights, looking at the newly ascended Supre with complex emotions.
One after another, Earthly Mythics began to ascend to Supres like bamboo shoots after a rain.
In just a few hours, the number of new Supres in the enclosure exceeded a thousand.
This matched the Flowwind Realm’s accumulation over a millennium.
Supre Mi Luo opened his eyes, filled with amazent.
Hearing about it was nothing compared to seeing it firsthand.
He glanced at the Blood Lord on the city wall, a bold idea flashing in his mind.
Soon... he could take his place.
Waiting... waiting... waiting for all his agents to ascend to Supres.
Half a day passed, an agonizingly long day for those working, and too short for those on vacation. For those breaking through to Supres, ti seed unrealistically short.
To Supre Mi Luo, that afternoon felt exceptionally long.
Finally, as the last Earthly Mythic ascended to Supre.
All two thousand Earthly Mythics had beco Supres.
As usual, these two thousand Supres saluted Qi Yuan.
“Thank you, Blood Lord, for your sermon!”
The thousand Supres shouted in unison, their voices echoing throughout Wugui City.
At least for that mont, their gratitude was genuine.
Qi Yuan stood on the city wall, lazily, “Finally over.”
An end also marks a beginning.
As he spoke, seemingly about to leave, a voice suddenly echoed from the crowd.
“It’s not over yet.” The speaker was Supre Mi Luo, who had been waiting for this mont.
The light voice reached everyone's ears, including Qi Yuan’s.
Thousands of Supres turned their gaze to Supre Mi Luo.
Hundreds of Supres looked at Supre Mi Luo with mixed feelings.
So were surprised, others fearful, and so were confused and anxious.
Li Yunzhi, in the crowd, muttered, “That guy is finally making a move.”
His eyes showed worry.
It was obvious to anyone that many Supres were moving toward Supre Mi Luo, seemingly taking sides.
Among them were many old Supres of Wugui City.
Qi Yuan looked at Supre Mi Luo, “Not over yet? Hurry up, I’m busy.”
Supre Mi Luo, seeing Qi Yuan's calmness, felt uneasy, but he knew there was no turning back.
He shouted, “Today’s matter is between and the Blood Lord. Everyone else, just watch. If you intervene and die, don't bla !”
He threatened.
As his voice fell, more Supres gathered around him.
Even the old Supres of Wugui City joined him.
In just a few breaths, Supre Mi Luo had over a thousand Supres surrounding him.
A thousand Supres together exuded an aura that shook everyone.
The remaining thousand Supres looked uncertain.
A tall, burly Supre stepped out, his expression agitated, “What are you doing? The Blood Lord granted us the essence insight, helping us beco Supres. Now, as new Supres, you betray the Blood Lord?”
He scolded Supre Mi Luo and those with him.
He then shouted to those behind him, “Everyone, protect the Blood Lord! They outnumber us; the Blood Lord needs us!”
Only a few dozen Supres stood out from the thousand behind him.
The rest had varying expressions; so hesitated, so were anxious, and so even considered joining Supre Mi Luo.
Supre Mi Luo looked at the tall, burly Supre with disdain.
Human nature... is inherently selfish.
Occasional flashes of nobility are like stars in the ancient sky.
Without the stars, there is no light.
However, Supre Mi Luo still smiled, “Don’t be deceived by the Blood Lord. He was once a young genius, admired by my father, Grand Supre Mi Kong, who even considered marrying my sister to him. But he seduced my sister and stole a treasure from my father. With that treasure, he achieved today’s success. This is a personal feud; do not interfere!”
Righteousness was necessary.
Indeed, this revelation made so reluctant Supres find justification for not defending the Blood Lord, feeling more at ease.
So opportunists asked, “Supre Mi Luo, may we join you in killing this despicable man?”
“Absolutely,” Supre Mi Luo smiled.
The opposite thousand Supres, though more nurous, couldn’t unite.
They posed no threat.
Dozens more Supres joined Supre Mi Luo’s side.
His confidence grew.
“Blood Lord, hand over the treasure and kill yourself as penance.” Supre Mi Luo, backed by a thousand Supres, demanded.
Qi Yuan, standing on the city wall, remained calm, “Is it just you? No one else?”
“Hehe, the Blood Lord lives up to his na, truly courageous!”
A hearty laugh echoed.
Three Grand Supres appeared, exuding powerful auras. They landed in Wugui City, shielding the thousand Supres.
They were Grand Supres, their strength unparalleled.
Their presence reassured the rebellious Supres.
The three Grand Supres faced Qi Yuan across the thousand Supres, their eyes burning with desire.
The Blood Lord’s calmness confird their belief that he was truly mad.
Even if it were the White Emperor in the Blood Lord's place, he wouldn't remain so calm under these circumstances.
Of course, the three Grand Supres, despite their confidence, didn't stand in front of the thousand Supres. They stayed behind, just in case the Blood Lord had any terrifying tricks up his sleeve. Being cautious, they didn’t want to risk being instantly defeated.
The Blood Lord stood on the city wall, smiling, “Did you think I was unaware of your sches? That I had no preparations?”
The Blood Lord’s words caused Grand Supre Mi Kong's heart to skip a beat.
The thousand Supres also felt a pang of fear.
Then the Blood Lord continued, “I’ve prepared a gift for you as well.”
As he spoke, he took out a cup and gently threw it off the city wall.
The thousand Supres below instinctively took a step back, even the three Grand Supres retreated a few steps.
The cup fell and hit the ground with a clink, yet nothing happened.
Wang Gai, who stood among the Supres, wore a strange expression. This was not what he had expected.
The thousands of Supres were on edge, watching the Blood Lord, unsure of what he was planning.
The Blood Lord smiled, “Oh dear, using a silver cup for smashing wasn’t a good idea; it didn’t break. Well, broken or not… co out, my gift for you all!”
Following the Blood Lord’s words, the three Grand Supres tensed.
Was there really a counterasure? If so, this was going to be a brutal fight!
As the Blood Lord spoke, a hundred Supres flew up to join him on the city wall.
Among them was Wang Gai.
These hundred were the Supres who had witnessed the Blood Lord's power before.
Seeing these people gather, the Blood Lord felt reassured, “With them, what can you possibly do against ?”
The three Grand Supres exchanged glances, feeling the absurdity of the situation.
The Blood Lord having a hundred loyal Supres was understandable. But expecting them to fend off a thousand others was ludicrous.
The three Grand Supres concluded the Blood Lord wasn’t just acting mad—he was truly insane.
They had been cautious and made nurous plans for a lunatic, which now seed ridiculous.
The Blood Lord stood on the city wall, addressing the thousand Supres with a smile, “To deal with you, I’ve ford an orchestra. That’s quite an honor, don’t you think?”
In the Canglan Realm, the Blood Lord had thought about playing background music during battles to add to the atmosphere. Unfortunately, he didn’t have enough followers at the ti and had to settle for playing music through jade slips.
Now, as the Blood Lord, he had no shortage of people.
“A hundred Supres playing music for you, sending you off in style, isn't that grand?”
The Blood Lord snapped his fingers.
The hundred Supres took out various musical instrunts, including flutes, trumpets, drums, and erhu.
At the forefront, five Supres, including Wang Gai, held instrunts resembling suona horns.
The scene was both solemn and comical.
The Blood Lord commanded, “Play.”
Wang Gai blew into his suona.
A mournful sound echoed, akin to a funeral lant.
The hundred Supres played in unison, their expressions serious, like mourners at a burial.
In the dry desert air, the mournful tune resonated.
The Blood Lord stepped into the rhythm.
“Upon first hearing, you don’t recognize the suona’s tune. Upon hearing again, you're already in the coffin.”
“Too bad I didn’t prepare coffins for you, so you won’t be called coffin-dwellers!”
As the music played, the Blood Lord walked off the city wall, stepping toward the thousand Supres.
He thought to himself, having a hundred Supres playing suona increased his battle prowess. Unfortunately, this couldn’t be replicated in the Canglan Realm.
If it could, he would have a few hundred Supres playing suona outside the Guangming Palace every day.
The thousand Supres exchanged bewildered glances.
The suona’s tune was indeed sorrowful, but this was too absurd.
Grand Supre Mi Kong’s face darkened.
This Blood Lord was genuinely insane! “Attack!” Grand Supre Mi Kong commanded.
The thousand Supres hesitated but began to prepare for battle.
The Blood Lord stopped.
“Have you ever seen a thousand demons ravaging the world, with blood raining down?”
Void Realm Dominator, Heart Demon Invocation!
At that mont, the Blood Lord in his blood-red robe unleashed his essence ability, like a flood bursting through a dam.
With the mournful music as a backdrop, blood rain poured down, landing on the thousand Supres.
The Supres tried to resist the rain, but it seed intangible, impossible to block or touch.
Yet, as it landed on them, a horrifying transformation occurred! The Blood Lord, like a bloody death god, sat in the air, his eyes filled with a cruel smile.
“Keep playing, keep killing!”
Void Realm Dominator, Heart Demon Invocation!
With the suona's lantation, blood rain fell, causing terror and madness among the thousand Supres.
The once formidable Supre army crumbled instantly under the Blood Lord's essence ability.
The lanting music played on, representing the living’s sorrow for the dead.
In the enclosure, the thousand Supres, twisted by terror, fought and consud themselves.
The sight was bizarre and horrifying.
Li Yunzhi, along with the remaining thousand Supres, stood in stunned silence.
What was this? A divine ability that incited heart demons, instantly killing a thousand Supres! Even Mi Luo Supre, who was not one of Wugui City's old Supres, suffered terribly.
The scene was indeed terrifying.
This Blood Lord wasn’t a divine saint but a true killing god!
The surviving thousand Supres swallowed hard, their faces pale with fear.
This ant the Blood Lord could just as easily kill them if he wished.
Everyone was shocked, watching the Supres die one by one in horror.
The three Grand Supres also looked terrified for the first ti.
“You... you... what are you?”
An army of a thousand Supres sent to their deaths, like a demonic domain—this was beyond their comprehension.
Even a god couldn’t achieve this!
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