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Chapter 1565 - Chapter 1565 Chapter 43 The Beginning of the Search

Chapter 1565: Chapter 43: The Beginning of the Search Chapter 1565: Chapter 43: The Beginning of the Search “Three Thousand Floating Worlds, painting the spiritual realm!”

The Yin-Yang Divine Robe ripped open three thousand openings, and thousands of Spirit Realm Fragments flew out to form a prism-shaped umbrella, enveloping the inner world.

“I will withstand the Blood Sea, Star Lord, quickly find a way to break through the barrier!”

Looking up at the blood sea pouring down, Wang You’s calm tone was tinged with some inexplicable emotion.

At this moment of life and death, the Pavilion Master of the Yin-Yang Pavilion in Yan Fu City felt not much fear but was greatly moved instead.

Though the Blood God’s method of reversing the universe was crude, it vaguely allowed him to perceive the fundamental difference between Human Kings and Saints.

This insight would greatly benefit his future cultivation path, but right now, their task was to find a slim chance of survival from certain death.

The Blood Sea crashed heavily onto the inner world, shattering the prismatic umbrella of the Floating World momentarily, followed by the protective layer enveloping the inner world, and finally the seemingly sturdy floating land.

Submerged in the Blood Sea, the two kings felt as if a whole world was pressing down on their shoulders, plunging them into some deep abyss.

The scarlet in their eyes receded further and further, darkness crawled across their world; the Divine Armor cracked bit by bit, yet, the kings’ gazes remained as clear as ever.

The universe reversed, the blood sea churned, the Blood God World transformed dramatically–who would have thought, the Spirit Realm, filled with evil Qi when reversed, would turn into a pure and sacred form.

To the north of the Blood Sea, there appeared lush verdant life, devoid of lively beings, yet meeting all human fantasies of a mythical utopia outside this world.

…

Outside Lin Chuan Plain

Tang Luo has been hesitating at the entrance of the underground river for a while, still unsure about whether to enter.

Though he had anticipated the Blood God’s actions would draw the Sacred Land’s attention, their swift response still caught him off guard.

Qionghua Star Lord was an old acquaintance, but he had never seen the king dressed in the black and white Yin-Yang Divine Robe.

But anyone walking alongside the Divine Court Star Monarch was obviously no ordinary figure.

With such distinguished kings knocking on the door, the Blood God is likely to become the first demon to be sacrificed since the Dark Era.

“Sigh, I should have asked how to strengthen the gates of the Spirit Realm.”

Tang Luo punched his palm, regretfully saying, “A misstep.”

Gazing one last time at the foul-smelling entrance, where dazzling Black Light soared into the sky, tearing through the red clouds toward Yuanzhou.

After much deliberation, Tang Luo killed the idea of following inside; after all, he had personally experienced the horrors within the Blood God World, and both kings seemed particularly formidable.

His cultivation was decent, but involving in this level of conflict would be rather perilous.

Moreover, what could he possibly gain from following them? Only three outcomes are possible.

One is the Blood God is slain by the two kings; whether or not he’s there makes no difference. And let’s say the two kings who destroyed the Blood God are severely injured, could he go out and deliver the final blow? Setting the danger aside, there’s simply no benefit.

Wounded beasts are usually more aggressive than when they are unharmed, and he doesn’t think his Void Spiritual Body could withstand an attack from Human Kings.

Another possibility is that the Blood God sturdy enough that even two kings can’t defeat it–then there’s even less reason to follow.

The enmity the Blood God holds towards him outweighs that towards the two kings; given any chance, the ancient demon would certainly kill him–a needless disaster that’s best reduced.

Of course, besides these two scenarios, there’s the worst possible one.

That would be the Blood God is so formidable that it kills both kings…

In such a case, Xiehe would surely be flipped upside down, but even if the Blood God’s real strength is beyond imagination, it’s nothing more than a Saint King level existence.

Such strength during the ancient times might have been earth-shattering and awe-inspiring, but now… it’s probably tough.

Especially for a Saint King like the Blood God who can only shrink back within the Blood God World, it’s even less impressive.

So, for all these scenarios, being a Void Grandmaster is a very unsuitable identity to get involved.

It’s better to keep his promise, return to Yuanzhou, go into seclusion, and see if he can carve out a path to the ultimate holiness from the existing martial system.

These kinds of fights are better left to the younger generation.

Thinking of his wife waiting in Yuanzhou, Tang Luo suddenly felt everything before him especially trivial, activated his spiritual body, turned into dazzling Black Light, and soared into the sky, tearing through the red clouds towards Yuanzhou.

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Ying City, Yuanzhou

Heavenly Phoenix Sword Saint’s Mansion

Tang Luo left, but the Langhuan Sword Saint’s prohibition had not yet been lifted, so all the clansmen of Tang Sen’s line were still confined within the mansion.

They had assumed the restriction would last until the Longxi Alliance was completely eliminated, but Xu Changge informed them that the prohibition had been lifted.

“Your great-nephew is back in Ying City.”

Xu Changge explained to Tang Sen and Xu Shuhui: “Disregarding the sacred decree, breaking the prohibition privately, a council meeting is being held in the Sword Pavilion discussing how to punish him. As of now, your great-nephew has been detained within the White Jade Sword Pavilion…”

Hearing this, Xu Shuhui’s face turned pale, and her hands instinctively grabbed Tang Sen’s arm.

Feeling his wife’s fear, Tang Sen gently patted her nervous hand and asked his uncle, “How does the Sword Master usually handle those who disregard sacred decrees?”

“Don’t worry, brother-in-law.”

Xu Changge spoke up: “In Yuanzhou, there are plenty of swordsmen who disregard sacred decrees.”

Looking around, Xu Changge placed his hand to his lips, whispering: “For example, father was once confined for five years for breaking military restrictions; elder brother was once penalized three years of hard labor for fighting to cover for his sister with a stolen Divine Sword; not to mention your second brother that year, who grouped with friends to beat up the gabby captain and was only punished for half a year! Right, and your nephew, despite not returning for so long after the sacred decree was issued, wasn’t punished at all!”