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Chapter 1551 - Chapter 1551 Chapter Thirty-Six Tit for Tat

Chapter 1551: Chapter Thirty-Six: Tit for Tat Chapter 1551: Chapter Thirty-Six: Tit for Tat “Does the Blood God need anything else?”

The Void Giant, who had been walking on the waves, stopped in the Blood River and spoke indifferently with his back to the blood-red door.

Though the conversation had restarted, there was no longer any hint of flattery in his words, cold as ice.

“Little demon, after this matter, you should never, never fall into my hands.”

An endless, resentful curse came from the blood-red door: “The Ancestor will subject your soul to the cruelest of tortures, ensuring you never find peace in death!”

Smiling and shaking his head, the Void Giant looked back and said, “This means that the Blood God has agreed to the conditions of this junior, right?”

“…”

The waves of the underground Blood River churned, the ripples of the blood-red door trembled, and eyes full of humiliation glared at the Void Giant, warning, “Never, ever threaten me with old friends again!”

“Is it really okay for you to expose your weakness so easily?”

The Void Giant chuckled: “It sounds like the Blood God is saying that as long as someone dares to threaten using the Demon King, you are willing to agree.”

“Ahhhhh!!!!”

A wild tide rose in the Blood River, dozens of blood claws reached out from the blood-red door but turned into droplets of blood a few feet in front of the Void Giant, leaving only faint claw marks ripping through the Void Spiritual Body, which such an attack was nowhere near hurting a Void Grandmaster.

Although the Blood God World had merged with the land, the influence of the ruling Blood God on the Great Thousand World remained extremely limited. Tang Luo just happened to stand beyond the reach of that influence. This feeling of impotence, of having an enemy right before one’s eyes and being unable to act, enraged the Lord of the Blood God World who had once thought himself invincible.

“Huff… Huff!! One day, one day, the Ancestor will tear you into pieces, and your soul will watch as I consume your flesh!”

“Hehehe.”

Tang Luo laughed: “The Blood God can’t do that.”

“Ahhhhh, you little demon, I’ll kill you, kill you!!!!”

“Alright, alright, calm down, Blood God. If there’s a chance, this junior will let you kill.”

The Void Giant turned around and waved his hand nonchalantly: “Remember our agreement, oh, if another ordinary person ends up dead at the hands of the Blood Rakshasa, the Demon King Mansion might… tsk tsk tsk, it’s a bit exciting to think about!”

“Ahhhhh, come back, come back!!! I will kill you, kill you ahhhhh.”

On that day, the waves of the Underground Long River of Linchuan surged so violently that even the central Lin Chuan Plain experienced slight tremors, and the Wind Media faintly heard a voice filled with murderous intent.

But what does all this have to do with the Void Grandmaster? The ancient Demon Kings might be deeply malicious, but their beastly instincts ultimately make them more simple-minded.

From the information unintentionally revealed by the Lord of the Blood God World, Tang Luo gained deeper insight into the evolution of demon cultivators, making him even less inclined to believe in the information left in the Shadow Stone that he had encountered at the summit of Lingxiao Peak.

However, these matters would wait. For now, he had to deal with more pressing matters.

A cold light swirled in Tang Luo’s eyes. The Grandmasters of the Evil King Palace had been chasing him like mad dogs for several months; it was time for a resolution!

…

Beimang, Lingxiao Peak

Duan Fengjiu was leading several Grandmasters of the Evil King Palace in setting up formations when news of Tang Luo’s annihilation of the Eight Great Sky Demons on the Lin Chuan Plain reached them through Wind Media.

“Lingxiao Sect!!!”

Duan Zhenyao stared at the distant peak of Divine Light and bellowed loudly.

“They’ve gone too far, too far!!”

Between sects, there were always some relations, and though Lingxiao Sect was located in Beimang, they had some affiliated connections.

They had thought that sending an envoy to communicate, the other party would consider past relations and help, but they met with continual prevarication. The sect’s verbal commitments were so agreeable, yet their actions were utterly merciless.

While they were setting up formations in this frigid land of ice and snow, Tang Luo had already reached Longzhou.

Even if Lingxiao Sect didn’t help, at the very least, after his departure, they could have sent a messenger with news. Still, they remained as silent as a mute–this was nothing less than a snub to these six Grandmasters of Lingxiao Sect. At the level of sect relations, it was a humiliating insult.

So it wasn’t just Duan Zhenyao who bellowed in rage; the other four Grandmasters were also uncontrollably furious.

The spirits of the Mirroring Beasts could affect the emotions of their masters to some extent, just like the Grandmasters from the Evil King Palace now, who felt like storming up Lingxiao Peak and staining the white snow red with blood.

“Let’s go.”

Duan Fengjiu stopped the formation technique in his hands and spoke calmly to the five furious Grandmasters.

“Ancestor!”

Duan Zhenyao incredulously asked, “The Lingxiao Sect has gone too far, are we just letting it go?”

“Lingxiao Sect is flourishing.”

Duan Fengjiu looked into the furious eyes of Duan Zhenyao and calmly inquired, “How does it compare to the Evil King Palace?”

The Grandmasters of the Evil King Palace went from boiling rage to powerlessness in an instant, as if doused with a bucket of cold water.

“The Mimicry Technique is especially intolerant of indulgence; you must tame the beast spirit and not let the beast’s soul assimilate with your own.”

Duan Fengjiu spoke indifferently: “Do not let anger cloud your judgment, and forget who the real target is.”

“Thank you for your teachings, Ancestor Nine Phoenixes.”

The five Grandmasters with their formidable demonic energy bowed to Duan Fengjiu, even the eldest among them, Duan Longyan, Duan Longguang, and Duan Longting, did the same.

“Let’s go.”

With the spreading of phoenix wings, Duan Fengjiu transformed into a red streak across the sky, followed by five differently colored Divine Lights.

As a Grandmaster with the mimicry of a heavenly phoenix spirit, Duan Fengjiu was three hundred years old. The accumulation needed to break into the King Realm was already complete, but his overly weak origin was no longer enough for his soul to merge and take the step across the other shore.

Many Grandmasters ended up like this, clashing with others at the zenith of their years, believing that after Spirit Qualification, their flesh would no longer have to worry about overt injuries or hidden ailments.

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