Chapter 42 Hello, we meet again

Chapter 42: Hello, we meet again.

“How interesting.”

Upon hearing the intelligence and observing the behavior of the Blood Soul Gate Envoy, Wu Yifan nodded with satisfaction.

The sole remaining Blood Soul Gate Envoy quickly asked, “Sir, since I’ve told you, will you spare my life?”

“Naturally, but I will only spare you this one time. If we meet again, it will be your death.”

Wu Yifan looked at him with interest and said, and the Blood Soul Gate Envoy nodded hastily.

“Don’t worry, Sir. I will leave the Central Region immediately and find a remote place. I will never encounter you again in this life!”

“You’d better.”

Wu Yifan stood up and then vanished from the Blood Soul Gate Envoy’s sight.

The Blood Soul Gate Envoy took a deep breath, suppressed his injuries slightly, then stood up, intending to leave. He swore he would never cross paths with Wu Yifan again in this life.

Such a terrifying Prodigy was not someone he could offend. Moreover, in less than a hundred years, Wu Yifan had gained power beyond the Saint Realm. It was likely that with enough time, even the Blood Soul Gate would be unable to do anything to Wu Yifan.

However, just as the Blood Soul Gate Envoy was about to leave, he was enveloped by a shadow. He looked up and saw Wu Yifan smiling at him.

“Hello, we meet again.”

“Damn you, if you can’t play, don’t play!”

Seeing this, the Blood Soul Gate Envoy immediately realized that Wu Yifan had no intention of letting him live.

So, he gritted his teeth and prepared to self-destruct. Even if he died, he wanted Wu Yifan to lose a layer of skin.

Unfortunately, due to the absolute disparity in strength, he couldn't even self-destruct and was directly blasted into a blood mist by Wu Yifan’s palm.

“What a waste. Did you really think I would spare you? Don’t be foolish.”

Wu Yifan said coldly. They had chased him for so long and almost killed him. How could he spare them just because they revealed information about the Blood Soul Gate?

Moreover, the most taboo thing on the path of cultivation is being soft-hearted. Enemies are enemies; it’s either you die or I live. So, Wu Yifan did not feel despicable about his actions.

After all, only the victor has the right to say whether something is despicable or not.

“But I didn’t expect the Blood Soul Gate to be so powerful, hiding in the Burial God Valley, and even having a Quasi-Emperor Peak expert. It seems I won’t be able to seek revenge in a short time.”

Wu Yifan was not reckless; he never was. So, after learning about the Blood Soul Gate’s immense power, Wu Yifan pondered for a moment and decided that he would only seek revenge after at least lifting the Restriction of the Ancient Sacred Body to the ninth layer and his immortal Dao cultivation reached the Quasi-Emperor level. Otherwise, he might capsize in the gutter.

On the other side, within the Burial God Valley, the Burial God Valley is known as the most terrifying Forbidden Land in the entire Xuantian Realm. This is because a terrifying and tragic battle erupted here during the Ancient Era, where countless Supreme, Quasi-Emperor, and Great Emperors fell. Terrifying blood Qi lingered in this place, forming terrifying malevolent Qi, so even Supreme and Quasi-Emperors dared not set foot in the Burial God Valley again.

And to everyone’s surprise, the Blood Soul Gate was indeed within the Burial God Valley.

In the center of the Burial God Valley stood a massive archway. Though it looked ordinary, passing through it would lead one directly into the Blood Soul Gate’s headquarters.

Just as Wu Yifan had slain the three Blood Soul Gate Envoys, in the Soul Lamp Hall within the Blood Soul Gate, which managed the life and death of all Blood Soul Gate members, three soul lamps extinguished. The Blood Soul Gate Elder, seeing this, merely glanced indifferently before raising his hand and absorbing the three soul lamps.

The next second, a small runic Formation appeared in the Blood Soul Gate Elder’s hand. As the Blood Soul Gate Elder performed the Blood Soul Secret Art, countless tiny blood-colored threads flew through the Void Realm towards the distance.

They quickly arrived outside the Blood Soul Gate, beyond the Burial God Valley, and in just a few minutes, reached the place where the three Blood Soul Gate Envoys were slain.

At this moment, Wu Yifan had not yet left.

Just as Wu Yifan was about to turn and leave, he sensed something and frowned. Before he could react, three thin blood-colored lines attacked from a distance.

The blood-colored lines landed directly on the spot where the three Blood Soul Gate Envoys were slain. In an instant, under the guidance of the blood-colored lines, the three Blood Soul Gate Envoys, who had been pulverized into blood mist by Wu Yifan, began to slowly revive.

But when Wu Yifan saw this, his brows furrowed tightly.

“Demonic Path Secret Art. Is this the Blood Soul Gate’s doing?”

The moment Wu Yifan’s words fell, the three Blood Soul Gate Envoys completed their revival, but their expressions and movements were extremely strange, appearing like Puppets. Their eyes were blood-red, and their aura was much stronger than their previous Saint King level, having already stepped into the Supreme Realm.

Seeing this, Wu Yifan’s heart grew incredibly heavy. One must know that this was resurrection. Even a Great Emperor could not resurrect a dead person, yet the Blood Soul Gate could. The implications of this were self-evident.

It was likely that the power behind the Blood Soul Gate far exceeded Wu Yifan’s imagination.

In the interim of Wu Yifan’s thoughts, the three Blood Soul Gate Envoys seemed to have found their target and roared as they charged towards Wu Yifan.

Seeing this, Wu Yifan had no time to think and could only passively choose to engage in battle.

Although the three Blood Soul Gate Envoys were resurrected and strengthened to the Early Stage of Supreme, after their revival, they existed as Puppets or in a combat-only mode, fighting without any discernible strategy. Therefore, Wu Yifan quickly found their weaknesses and eliminated them one by one.

After punching the last Blood Soul Gate Envoy to death, Wu Yifan’s expression was extremely grave. He was gambling that the Blood Soul Gate Envoys would not revive again, otherwise, even he would definitely not be their opponent.

The difference between Supreme and Quasi-Emperor is vast. Even with Wu Yifan’s extremely rich combat experience, he couldn’t defeat a Quasi-Emperor by merely having the Ancient Sacred Body’s eighth Restriction unlocked. He would at least need his immortal Dao cultivation to reach the Supreme Peak, coupled with the Ancient Sacred Body, to defeat a Quasi-Emperor expert, even a Puppet.

Fortunately, the Blood Soul Gate Envoys did not revive again in the end. Seeing this, Wu Yifan left the place with peace of mind.

And after Wu Yifan had slain the Blood Soul Gate Envoys again, the Blood Soul Gate Elder who had made the move opened his eyes and murmured to himself.

“To be able to slay a Saint King in the Early Stage after their revival means he is at least a top-tier expert in the Supreme Realm. Our Blood Soul Gate should not be high-profile for now. It’s not too late to kill him after the Master is resurrected.”

As he spoke, the Blood Soul Gate Elder’s gaze unconsciously fell upon a large red mountain deep within the Blood Soul Gate. From afar, it looked like a red mountain, but upon closer inspection, one could see countless red blood Qi surging, appearing extremely eerie and terrifying.