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Chapter 305: Blood Demon World… Gone!

"What's going on?" Bei Chenheng was momentarily at a loss. He could be sure that the owner of this aura was undoubtedly a Quasi Emperor. How did buying a Saint opportunity from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion attract a Quasi Emperor?

Moreover, what does a Quasi Emperor lack? Does he really covet the Saint opportunity in his hands? He obtained this opportunity not for himself but for his third son. A Quasi Emperor shouldn't stoop to snatching things from his own son, right?

"I don't know… if senior is joking with me?" Bei Chenheng struggled to speak. His voice was not loud, but it echoed in the void.

"Boom!" The next moment, the space shook. From deep within the Blood Demon Clan's ancestral land, a red light flew through the void and landed in front of the divine ship. As the light dissipated, a tall figure emerged, wearing a moon-white robe.

The man had crimson hair and eyes, and a black-gold pendant hung between his eyebrows. He walked confidently towards the divine ship, and as he approached, a divine radiance emanated from his body. It was an Imperial Weapon undergoing revival.

The man stood in the void, a hundred zhang away from the divine ship, without advancing further. He resembled an ancient god. In the crimson pupils, the sun and moon revolved, creating a terrifying spectacle.

"Blood… Blood Demon Clan?" Bei Chenheng was dumbfounded. In his heart, he cursed Yang Qiu. He knew that those in the demonic path couldn't be trusted. Who could have thought that Yang Qiu's words would come true?

Although he didn't encounter the Blood Demon Great Emperor, he ran into a Quasi Emperor! Though he was a Quasi Emperor, crushing them would be effortless. At this moment, the strongest person among those accompanying the Great Yin Dynasty was the Great Yin God Emperor himself, only a Saint. Faced with a Quasi Emperor, they had no means of resistance.

"This is bad." Beside Bei Chenheng, the other followers of the Great Yin God Emperor felt the same chill in their hearts.

Not long ago, the alliance of six major forces had battled the Blood Demon Clan, causing a stir throughout the entire Heavenly Origin Realm. It remained a topic of discussion among the myriad races because it represented the Heavenly Origin Realm's ruthless counterattack against beings from another realm.

However, now that a Quasi Emperor from the Blood Demon Clan had arrived, would he let them off so easily? Just thinking about it, everyone present understood that they might meet a rhythmic demise soon.

"Senior…Senior!" At this moment, a worshipper from the Great Yin Dynasty spoke up. His voice was hoarse, yet carried a strong will to survive. He said, "I am a worshipper of the Great Yin Dynasty, bearing no grievances with the Blood Demon Clan. The ones who previously targeted the Blood Demon Clan were the Imperial Ye Clan, Imperial Lin Clan, Golden Crow Clan, and other clans like the Kun Peng Clan. I have no affiliation with them. I implore the esteemed senior to spare… my life!"

"Heh..." Beichen Heng let out a sorrowful smile, casting a glance at the person who spoke.

At this critical juncture, he hadn't expected that there would be such a spineless and cowardly person in the Great Yin Dynasty. So many people from the Blood Demon Clan had died. Even thinking with one's toes, it was clear that they had come for revenge. Begging for mercy at this point—wasn't it a bit too late?

Encountering such a situation was simply bad luck, but begging for mercy was unnecessary. It not only compromised the dignity of the Great Yin Dynasty but also made the beings from another realm look down on the creatures of the Heavenly Origin Realm.

If he didn't face the pressure of a Quasi Emperor and couldn't make a move, he would have personally dealt with the one who had pleaded for mercy, even without the Quasi Emperor from the Blood Demon Clan making a move.

The Quasi Emperor of the Blood Demon Clan remained silent, his eyes flashing with sharpness, making no visible movements. The worshipper who had begged for mercy just moments ago disintegrated into a mist of blood, dissipating into the heavens and earth.

This scene sent shivers down countless spines, and bodies felt as if they were in an icy abyss. Some people shivered, their Dao hearts on the brink of collapse. The more powerful one was, the more one feared death, even for a Great Emperor. Practitioners who could face death with equanimity, having experienced the benefits of strength, were truly rare.

"Senior…!" someone shouted.

"Enough noise!" The Quasi Emperor of the Blood Demon Clan spoke with a pale face, devoid of any trace of blood, yet his unmatched aura suppressed everything above and below. The black-gold bone pendant between his brows emitted a radiant light, exuding the majesty of a Great Emperor.

He swept his gaze over everyone and focused on Bei Chenheng, who remained calm and fearless. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "Is this… the Heavenly Origin Realm?"

"What?" Bei Chenheng raised his head, meeting the gaze of the Quasi Emperor without fear, and said calmly, "The Blood Demon Clan has coveted the Heavenly Origin Realm for countless years. Have you forgotten the name of this realm?"

"No." The Quasi Emperor of the Blood Demon Clan shook his head, difficultly squeezing out a few words from between his teeth. He continued, "I am not the same as Zang Tian."

"Zang Tian?" Bei Chenheng's eyes flickered with curiosity, not understanding the meaning of these two words.

"Who is the strongest person in this realm?" The Quasi Emperor of the Blood Demon Clan asked again.

"Heh!" Bei Chenheng sneered but didn't answer. The intention behind the question was too obvious. Did he want to eliminate the top force of the Heavenly Origin Realm? If he answered, wouldn't he become a criminal for the entire Heavenly Origin Realm?

Although, on the surface, the strongest figure in the Heavenly Origin Realm was the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master, the Senior Pavilion Master had explicitly stated that voluntarily revealing his existence was entirely different from someone else doing so.

In any case, he was caught between life and death. It might be better to let this secret exist a little longer. Perhaps, not too long from now, someone in the Heavenly Origin Realm would avenge him.

"Don't force me!" The Quasi Emperor of the Blood Demon Clan's complexion was ugly. He turned to look behind him as if there were terrifying creatures there.

Once again, he said, "If Zang Tian comes across the realm, the Heavenly Origin Realm will be destroyed! Only by telling me who the strongest person in this realm is, and having them come forward, can there be a glimmer of hope for saving this realm!"

"What do you mean?" Bei Chenheng furrowed his brows in suspicion.

"The Blood Demon World… is gone!" The Quasi Emperor of the Blood Demon Clan sighed deeply, two tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes, as if recalling some dreadful scene. His voice became extremely low.

"Gone…?" Bei Chenheng was momentarily unresponsive. The Blood Demon World was incredibly powerful. Occasionally, a Great Emperor would emerge from there to attack the Heavenly Origin Realm.

Although the beings of the Heavenly Origin Realm looked down on the Blood Demon World, they still acknowledged its strength. How could an entire world vanish?