Chapter 918: Do You Understand?

Chapter 918: You Unseal or Not

His blood—why is it black?

Outside the Xue Ling family, voices of astonishment filled the air. Everyone’s gaze, including those from the Xue Ling family, was fixed on Ye Chen.

That black fresh blood!

Even from a distance, they could vaguely see it clearly. Every drop of the black blood was like a bolt of thunder, containing wild and domineering power that exerted immense pressure on them.

Boom!

With a thunderous roar, the winds and clouds in the virtual sky shifted, dark clouds gathered densely, and thunder raged as if to tear the entire world apart.

Everyone stared at Ye Chen, their eyes full of shock.

He appeared as just a person, but he felt like a towering mountain reaching the heavens, his oppressive presence making the world tremble. Many people couldn’t help but kneel down.

Boom!

Another earth-shattering roar echoed, and behind him emerged a terrifying and massive scene: a vast expanse of charred black earth, mountains of corpses, rivers of blood, a colorless world, and lightless sun and moon. Even the stars were extinguishing.

What kind of power is this?

Ye Chen subconsciously raised his hand, looking at the blood energy swirling around his fingertips, which carried thunder. He felt somewhat confused.

Kill! Give me kill!

While he was lost in thought, Xue Ling Laozu roared in fury, burning his essence to madly activate the Xue Tu Sha Zhen, aiming to deliver another fatal strike to Ye Chen.

Kill!

His command brooked no defiance. The Xue Ling family regrouped for battle, a dense tide of people surging from all directions to attack.

However, a horrifying scene unfolded.

The Xue Ling family members at the forefront had barely entered within a hundred zhang of Ye Chen when their bodies suddenly turned to ash. Not even a scream escaped them—they were utterly obliterated, leaving no trace.

This...!

The onlookers were horrified. That fearsome pressure had turned the area within a hundred zhang of Ye Chen into a domain of death.

Ah...!

Screams rang out shrilly. The frenzied Xue Ling Laozu performed another blood sacrifice of his clansmen. He had truly gone mad, determined to kill Ye Chen. In batches, his people were drawn into the blood array, and he killed just as many as Ye Chen did.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Xue Tu Sha Zhen hummed and vibrated, trapping countless wronged souls within, where they struggled and wailed, a sight that made people’s scalps tingle.

Die!

Xue Ling Laozu’s eyes were full of savagery as he activated the Xue Tu Sha Zhen again, targeting Ye Chen, who was still on a killing spree.

Buzz!

The blood-colored divine light reappeared, entwined with thunder and even more powerful than before. It crushed everything in its path, piercing through the void space with destructive force, intent on completely annihilating Ye Chen.

Yet, Ye Chen simply ignored it, continuing to swing his divine blade and killing sword.

Only when the divine light was just three to five zhang away from him did he suddenly turn aside, taking a step that shrank the distance between them. He dodged the divine light, having learned from his previous mistake and refusing to fall for it again.

Boom!

The divine light missed Ye Chen and instead blasted a massive hole in the sky.

This... what does this count as?

The onlookers secretly swallowed hard. So many of their clansmen were sacrificed for that world-shaking strike, only for you to dodge it so easily? Did all those people die in vain?

Stop him! Stop him!

While the onlookers were stunned, Xue Ling Laozu's roaring voice shook the heavens, for Ye Chen was charging straight at him with the divine blade and demon sword in hand.

At the sight, the Xue Ling family members rushed forward en masse.

The only thing that could threaten Ye Chen now was their Xue Ling family's Xue Tu Sha Zhen. If it were destroyed by Ye Chen, there would be nothing left here to make him fear, and they would face the doom of their entire clan being wiped out.

Of course, if they could think of it, so could Ye Chen.

With his combat power soaring, no one here was his match. The only thing that could seriously injure him was the Xue Tu Sha Zhen. As long as he destroyed it, his slaughter would be unstoppable.

Kill!

Shouts of killing shook the heavens and earth as the Xue Ling family members went berserk.

Thousands of Kong Ming realm experts charged together, simultaneously unleashing their natal spirit weapons. These were massive killing tools, gleaming with various colors like dazzling stars.

Ye Chen struck out, extending his demonic palm to flatten the virtual sky in an instant. Those weapons hadn’t even unleashed their full power before they were all crushed in his hand.

Pfft! Pfft!

The backlash was powerful, sending batches of people flying. Many with weaker cultivation exploded into blood mist on the spot.

Kill!

Even so, the Xue Ling family’s experts continued their frenzied assault, one wave falling only for another to rush in, succeeding one after another without regard for the cost.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Ye Chen advanced like a demon god, cutting down people in batches. The Xue Ling family was trying to protect the Xue Tu Sha Zhen, while he was determined to destroy it. They charged madly at him, and he killed just as madly.

Ah... Ah...!

Screams echoed endlessly. The once-mighty Xue Ling family, a major power in Bei Chu and an ancient blood spirit inheritance, had now turned into a hellish Asura battlefield. All that remained were screams and wails.

From afar, the entire Xue Ling family was shrouded in blood mist. Parting the mist revealed mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

Too... too strong!

The external onlookers merely watched from a distance, their faces already pale and their bodies trembling. Their souls quaked as they witnessed the rise of a world-shaking demon god.

Amid the sounds of horror, no one noticed that a figure had appeared in the virtual sky. Cloaked entirely in black robes, his aura was concealed, and his eyes were as still as an ancient well.

This person—upon closer inspection—wasn’t it Taixu Gulong?

He had come with Dao Huang and the others, but he was faster and arrived first.

They had gone to Nan Zhao, pieced together the events, and learned that Ye Chen had fought his way here all along. Taixu Gulong had followed suit.

If he hadn't seen Ye Chen slaughtering in the Xue Ling family from afar, he wouldn't have believed that the nine great branches and eighty-one sub-pavilions of the Xue Ling family were all destroyed by one person. This was a level of world-shaking might only an emperor could possess.

How is that possible!

Now, he narrowed his dragon eyes slightly as he watched Ye Chen, fixated on the black fresh blood flowing in his body.

Blood Succession Limit!

He murmured, his expression turning grave, his eyes filled with shock.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As he was shocked, gusts of wind sounded one after another, and three black-robed figures appeared in quick succession—Dao Huang, Tian Zong Laozu, and Zhong Jiang.

From afar, they saw the hellish Xue Ling family and Ye Chen rampaging through it like a world-shaking demon god—cold, violent, and bloodthirsty.

This...!

Even with their composure, the three of them couldn't help but feel a tremor in their hearts. For one person to turn the Xue Ling family into a river of blood required what kind of power?

“His form is so strange.” Zhong Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly. “It resembles the demonic path, but it’s not. And that black blood—what kind of bloodline is it, so domineering?”

“What exactly has he experienced in these three years?” Tian Zong Laozu stared unblinkingly at Ye Chen, his mind unable to calm.

“The weapon in his hand should be the Xue Ling family’s divine blade.” Dao Huang pondered. “Even heavenly realm artifacts can’t harm him? And the Xue Tu Sha Zhen—the mighty Xue Ling family, reduced to such carnage by one man.”

Whoosh!

No sooner had Dao Huang spoken than another gust of wind came from beside him, and another black-robed figure appeared—it was Chu Xuan’er.

Ye Chen!

As soon as she appeared, Chu Xuan’er stepped forward, gazing at Ye Chen in the distance. Her delicate body trembled, her eyes misty with tears.

That year, he died in her arms, smiling so freely.

That year, she donned the phoenix jade hairpin and set out across the vast Bei Chu, all to find him.

She was still herself, the peak master of Jade Maiden Peak in Heng Yue, Chu Xuan’er.

He was no longer the same; the young cultivator of the past was now the world-shaking Saint Lord of the Heavenly Court, a supreme demon god.

After several years apart, reuniting felt like a lifetime.

Suddenly, she lifted her foot, and the Jade Maiden Sword appeared in her hand, ready to fight alongside Ye Chen.

Stay here!

Taixu Gulong acted immediately, striking her with a Taixu seal that restrained her movements.

“From the time I returned, you’ve sealed me for three years. Do you want to seal me for another three?” Chu Xuan’er turned her face, looking at Taixu Gulong with a cold expression.

“Before, I sealed you on Jade Maiden Peak so you wouldn’t run around wildly.” Taixu Gulong shrugged. “You go looking for him, he goes looking for you, then you go looking for him again, and when he comes back, you go again? Do you two find that meaningful?”

“Unseal me.”

“Whatever needs to be unsealed will be.”

Chu Xuan’er’s tone grew colder by a degree.

As he spoke, Taixu Gulong kept waving his hands to cast seals, so that Chu Ling’er, Haotian Xuanzhen, and Yang Dingtian, who had just arrived, were sealed before they could even steady themselves.

“You bastard, what’s wrong with you!” Zhuge Laotou cursed outright.

“Why seal us if you’re not going to help Ye Chen?” Huang Dao Gong and Niu Shisan also started cursing.

“It’s nothing, I just want you to stay put.”

“Unseal us.” Haotian Xuanzhen erupted in anger. That was his child, fighting a bloody battle, and as a father, his heart bled—yet this wretched dragon pulled this stunt.

“No.”

“You unseal or not.” Chu Ling’er said coldly.

“No.” Taixu Gulong repeated, scratching his ear and shaking his head with an infuriatingly smug look, making even the unsealed Dao Huang and the others itch to kick him.

“This is what you said.” Chu Ling’er snorted coldly, a divine light flashing in her brow, as if she were about to unleash Shen Shang.

Not just her—Chu Xuan’er, Zhuge Laotou, Huang Dao Gong, and the others also had divine light flashing in their brows. It was the Shen Shang secret technique, a soul-targeting ultimate move that everyone in the Heavenly Court knew.

Even Dao Huang, Tian Zong Laozu, and Zhong Jiang were pondering how to hit Taixu Gulong with a big move.

“No, no, no!” Taixu Gulong backed down on the spot. Shen Shang was no joke, especially Chu Ling’er’s version, and if so many people unleashed it together, it would be even worse.

In that moment, he regretted teaching Shen Shang to Ye Chen back then, or these people wouldn't be using it to threaten him now. One misstep, and he’d be flat on the ground.

“I’m not sealing you on purpose.” Taixu Gulong took a deep breath and explained, looking toward Ye Chen in the distance. “He needs this slaughter to truly complete his transformation. This is his exclusive killing spree. Your appearance won’t help him—instead, it will add a trace of attachment, and that trace could plunge him into an endless abyss at any moment.”