Chapter 147: The Blood God

Master Lu fell silent for a moment and closed his eyes once again.

His voice echoed in the Void Realm, devoid of any emotion, yet it caused Hall Master Yan Leizi's heart to sink bit by bit.

"This person's cultivation, this old man also cannot see through."

Hall Master Yan Leizi's pupils contracted sharply, and a tempestuous storm raged in his heart.

Senior Master Lu was a true powerhouse of the Third Step, yet he actually couldn't see through Chu Yuan's cultivation?

Just what was Chu Yuan's origin?

"However…"

Master Lu paused.

"You do not need to worry too much about this person. Just do not provoke him. Otherwise… Luo Tian Star Domain might face a cataclysmic disaster."

Hall Master Yan Leizi took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, bowed, and said, "Yes, this Junior understands. This Junior shall take his leave."

Master Lu spoke no further. Hall Master Yan Leizi turned and slowly retreated from this dark space, his footsteps much heavier than when he had arrived.

Master Lu's words from just now kept echoing in his mind; even a powerhouse of the Third Step actually couldn't see through the truth of Chu Yuan's strength.

He had a faint feeling that Senior Master Lu seemed to recognize Chu Yuan, and… deep down in his heart, there seemed to be a trace of imperceptible dread.

Hall Master Yan Leizi quickly shook his head, throwing this absurd thought out of his mind.

Perhaps it was an illusion. Senior was a supreme existence of the Third Step; looking at the entire Luo Tian Star Domain, who could possibly make him feel fear?

No matter how strong Chu Yuan was, he was merely a Cultivator of the Sui Nie Realm, with a chasm-like gulf between him and the Third Step.

Senior's words were likely just to remind him not to cause unnecessary trouble, not that he actually feared that person.

But since Senior had said so, Chu Yuan was absolutely not to be provoked.

Hall Master Yan Leizi made a mental note of this, suppressing that unease in the deepest part of his heart and thinking no more of it.

He shook his head, his figure flashing as he vanished into the dark space.

With the great war looming and many trivial matters to attend to, he could not afford any distractions.

On the other side, after leaving the Thunder Immortal Hall, Chu Yuan did not return directly to Biyou Star.

Wang Lin's Breakthrough was imminent.

Chu Yuan moved his body, sweeping toward that direction.

He could not wait to experience the power of a true Pure Nirvana Realm powerhouse.

Although the Kui Nie Realm was strong, it was after all only the threshold of the Second Step, with a chasm separating it from the Pure Nirvana Realm.

Once he stepped into the Pure Nirvana Realm, he would no longer need to rely too much on the Thunder Beast, and could possess extremely strong combat power solely by himself.

By then, relying on his array of Magic Treasures and celestial spells, he would have the confidence to clash head-on even with a Sui Nie Realm powerhouse.

A rainbow streak sliced through the Void Realm. Chu Yuan wandered within the Void Realm for a long time, following that thread of faint Aura, and finally stopped outside a cultivation planet.

Chu Yuan's gaze pierced through layers of nebulae, landing on the figure deep within the planet who was currently closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.

Wang Lin was on this planet.

Time flowed by, and in the blink of an eye, ten years passed.

During these ten years, Chu Yuan had stayed on guard outside in the starry sky, never stepping half a foot onto that planet, nor did he disturb Wang Lin's Cultivation.

On this day, Chu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Wang Lin had left, turning into a rainbow streak and hurtling toward the depths of the starry sky.

His Aura surged; he was clearly about to make a Breakthrough.

The corners of Chu Yuan's mouth curled up slightly, and with a shift of his body, he followed unhurriedly.

Just like in the original work, Wang Lin encountered Yao Yun.

The Heavenly Tribulation descended, and an Ancient Demon manifested. Lightning exploded in the Void Realm, and electric serpents danced wildly, turning that heaven and earth upside down.

Wang Lin struggled to hold on amidst the Lightning Tribulation, proceeding cautiously step by step, and was on the verge of finding an opportunity to escape.

Just at this moment, a thick, almost tangible bloody Aura suddenly surged out from the Void Realm, forcefully pushing aside the sky-covering Lightning Tribulation and turning the Void Realm for tens of thousands of feet around into a dense sea of blood mist.

The lightning struggled within the blood mist, flickering erratically, yet it remained unable to break through that layer of bloody barrier.

"Xu Mu, you have bounced around for so long, it is time for you to fall silent!"

An old voice echoed from the depths of the blood mist, unhurried, yet when it fell into the ears, it was like a hammer of ten thousand tons, making one's blood boil.

Wang Lin's pupils contracted sharply.

The Blood God! He had actually come in person.

The blood mist surged to both sides as a figure slowly walked out from within.

He wore a blood-red robe, the corners of which were embroidered with dark gold runes that flickered under the reflection of the bloody light.

His blood-red long hair moved without wind, like burning flames.

His face was gaunt, his eyes as crimson as blood, and his entire body exuded the terrifying pressure of the Sui Nie Realm Middle Stage. He was none other than the Yao Family's Old Ancestor, the Blood God.

With a wave of his hand, he pulled Yao Yun out from the Lightning Tribulation and casually tossed him into the distance.

Only after doing all this did he turn his head, his gaze landing on Wang Lin, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly to reveal a grim smile.

"Little fellow, what exactly did you take from inside the Moon-Gazing Beast?"

His voice was unhurried, yet it was like a heavenly decree, shaking the Void Realm so much that it trembled.

"Hand it over to me."

Wang Lin groaned, his face turning pale.

Those words seemed casual, but they actually contained the power of heaven and earth. It was the power of rules, where words became law.

Within this ten-thousand-foot blood mist, the Blood God was the true heaven.

This single sentence of his was comparable to thousands of Zhan Luo Spells falling at the same time. Wang Lin's Physical Body and Primordial Spirit involuntarily froze, tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand.

At the critical moment of life and death, Wang Lin immediately sacrificed the Ancient God Crucible.

As soon as the great crucible appeared, it instantly enveloped his entire body. Golden light clashed with the blood mist, emitting sizzling sounds.

But even so, he still spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, his Aura instantly withering.

This was bad.

Wang Lin secretly cried out in dismay.

The Blood God was a Sui Nie Realm powerhouse. Even though he was currently injured—as even someone of the Blood God's strength could not escape unscathed from the power of the Ancient God's star shattering last time—he was still absolutely not someone Wang Lin could contend against.

With his current cultivation, he had no chance of victory against the Blood God. He could only throw in all his trump cards and take a gamble.

Just as Wang Lin gritted his teeth and prepared to go all out, another terrifying power suddenly enveloped the heaven and earth.

It was lightning—golden lightning.

Lightning surged from the Void Realm, thread by thread, layer upon layer, blotting out the sky and turning the entire Void Realm into a golden sea of lightning.

The sea of lightning clashed with the blood mist, emitting deafening rumbles. The blood mist melted inch by inch in the lightning, and the sea of lightning advanced step by step through the blood mist.

In a brief moment, the blood mist was compressed until only a circle around the Blood God remained, while the entire Void Realm had already been covered by the sea of lightning.

Another majestic voice came, unhurried, yet carrying a pressure that rivaled the Blood God's.

"Blood God, as a Sui Nie Realm powerhouse, isn't acting against a Junior a bit too shameless?"

Hearing that familiar voice, Wang Lin was overjoyed and suddenly turned his head.

He saw a black-robed figure walking through the Void Realm. With every step he took, lightning exploded beneath his feet. Golden lightning surged around him, and his Aura climbed layer by layer, like a God of Thunder walking out from ancient times.

It was none other than Chu Yuan.

The Blood God's expression changed, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

His gaze locked onto that black-robed figure, his eyes filled with wariness.

"Chu Yuan! You are actually here!"