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Death Grip
After killing Blood Flame with a single strike, Xing Chen looked down at Bloodless, while his grip on the Spear of Punishment tightened slightly, and countless Electric Silver Serpents flashed across it in an instant.
The originally dark Underworld Abyss was illuminated as if it were broad daylight. Countless thunderbolts surrounded him, and the surrounding space shattered inch by inch, with numerous Spatial Storms surging forth; however, they could not harm Xing Chen in the slightest.
"What... what is this? Such powerful force?" Bloodless looked at Xing Chen with extreme shock in his eyes, while a surge of blood light erupted from his body, ready to resist Xing Chen's formidable attack at any moment.
"Child, what he has obtained is the Inheritance of the Blood Fiend God. The Blood Fiend God was one of the top ten Divine Lords under the Yinming Emperor, possessing immense power. Even among all the Divine Lords, he is definitely a top-tier existence, capable of contending with some weaker Emperors of Thunder Punishment," said Hate Emperor, his voice carrying a hint of seriousness. Although he did not know if Xing Chen could still hear him at this moment, he still offered a reminder.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At that moment, several sounds of breaking air came forth, and a momentum reaching the level of Gaze into the Realm's Pinnacle surged up. These were some of the strongest disciples from the Ten Halls.
The first disciple of the Underworld Temple, Zhang Pengyun, and the first disciple of the Zhenmo Hall, Zhenque, along with several other top disciples from various halls, were all drawn here by the series of battles.
Upon seeing these individuals arrive, Bloodless seemed to gain confidence and no longer regarded Xing Chen with the same trepidation as before.
"You all arrived just in time. This person is an unparalleled demon who is rampantly slaughtering our Disciples of the Ten Halls. Everyone, let’s work together to suppress him here," said Bloodless, transforming into a beam of blood light and instantly merging with Zhang Pengyun, Zhenque, and others as he spoke.
"Hmm? Blood Brother, can’t you handle him with your strength? Moreover, I see he is clearly human; how can he be called a demon?" asked Zhang Pengyun, raising an eyebrow slightly.
As the first disciple of the Underworld Temple, he knew a bit about Xing Chen. When they initially entered the Underworld Abyss, both the Vice Hall Master and the Palace Master had mentioned this Xing Chen.
However, because Xing Chen's strength at that time did not warrant his attention, Zhang Pengyun had not paid much mind. But seeing Xing Chen's current power made it impossible for him to ignore any longer.
After all, someone who can stand against the Blood Fiend Hall alone and has slaughtered so many top disciples of the Blood Fiend Hall, while also causing Bloodless to be so wary, is definitely not an ordinary person.
He asked himself if he could achieve such a feat. Although his strength was not weak, there was still a considerable gap compared to Bloodless.
"That's right, Blood Brother, this person is definitely human. You can't accuse him of being a demon just because he killed your Blood Fiend Hall's disciples!" Zhenque said with a frown. Although he did not know Xing Chen, he could sense the powerful force emanating from him. Naturally, he did not want to make an enemy of such a strong being for no reason. After all, Xing Chen had no grievances with their Zhenmo Hall and had not slaughtered anyone from Zhenmo Hall; he had no need to make things difficult for Xing Chen.
The others also echoed in agreement. After all, no matter how one looked at it, Xing Chen did not seem like a demon; he was undoubtedly a true human.
"Everyone, do you think I, Bloodless, would falsely accuse him? Although he is not a demon from the Underworld, he is a powerful figure practicing demonic techniques. If we let him go, he will surely bring chaos to our entire Underworld Abyss," Bloodless said with a hint of anger on his face.
"Blood Brother, that's even more incorrect. You can't possibly feel the pure lightning aura surrounding him? Do you think someone who can wield Purple Gold Thunder could be practicing demonic techniques?" Zhang Yunpeng said to Bloodless calmly.
"Indeed, there is definitely the aura of Purple Gold Thunder on him, and that spear in his hand is also forged from Purple Gold Thunder. If he were practicing demonic techniques, then this Purple Gold Thunder would have annihilated him in an instant rather than being used by him," Zhenque added.
"This... this..." Bloodless was momentarily speechless, unsure of what to say. After all, they were all correct; however, his own stance could not be wrong either. Just moments ago, Xing Chen had used authentic demonic techniques—specifically the exceptionally powerful Hate Emperor's Art—so how could he suddenly wield Purple Gold Thunder?
"Moreover, even if he really practiced demonic techniques, so what? Look at how many people in our Underworld Abyss practice demonic techniques. According to your logic, shouldn't we all be suppressed? Even the Yinming Emperor practiced the Underworld Emperor's Art, which is also pure demonic technique!" Zhang Pengyun rebutted again.
Meanwhile, Meng Xiner had already flown forward and arrived beside Xing Chen. Seeing his current state, it was clear that he was being influenced by the power of the Fate Jade Pendant.
"Xing Chen..." Meng Xiner gently called out as she reached out and held Xing Chen's hand that was gripping the Spear of Punishment.
At the moment Meng Xiner's hand touched him, Xing Chen's arm trembled slightly. His gaze also wavered as he turned to look at Meng Xiner.
“Meng Xin'er, I’m almost done. I can take care of him quickly, but it seems like more people have arrived. Once I deal with them, we can leave,” Xing Chen said, looking at Meng Xin'er with a hint of tenderness that had never appeared in his eyes before.
“Xing Chen, I believe you can handle them, but can we leave now? I don’t want to stay here any longer,” Meng Xin'er said, pursing her lips as she looked at Xing Chen.
Although the Fate Jade Pendant and Phantom on Xing Chen's forehead had not disappeared, the fact that he could speak to her proved that he had not completely lost his humanity like before.
“Alright, I’ll take you away right now,” Xing Chen replied with a smile. He gently wrapped his arm around Meng Xin'er’s waist, and with a light sweep of the Spear of Punishment in the air, he tore open the void. Then, in a flash, he vanished into the emptiness.
“I don’t have time to argue with you about this! Are you going to help me suppress this person or not?” Bloodless shouted angrily.
“Helping you is no problem, but he has already left. You need to catch up to him first,” Zhenque suddenly spoke up. He had watched Xing Chen leave without any intention of stopping him.
“What?” Bloodless exclaimed in shock as he turned around and realized that Xing Chen had already disappeared. He immediately erupted in rage: “Zhenque, why didn’t you stop him?”
“Why should I stop him? I have no grievances with him. Is there a need?” Zhenque looked at Bloodless as if he were an idiot and replied slowly.
“You… you…” Bloodless pointed at Zhenque but couldn’t find the words. Then he suddenly tore at the air with both hands, ripping apart the space before swiftly entering the void to chase after Xing Chen.
“This guy really dares to chase after him. It seems he has a lot of confidence in his abilities!” Zhang Yunpeng muttered as he watched Bloodless leave.
“He’s not just confident; he understands that person will definitely leave Underworld Abyss. At the exit of Underworld Abyss, our Ten Halls’ Vice Hall Master and Palace Master are waiting. Once they reach there, it won’t be difficult for Bloodless to team up with their Palace Master and Vice Hall Master to capture that person,” Zhenque observed more keenly than Zhang Yunpeng, quickly grasping Bloodless’s intentions.
“I see! Then let’s follow him and take a look!” Zhang Yunpeng said as he also vanished into the void. Zhenque and the others followed closely behind. These first disciples from various halls were surprisingly unafraid of Spatial Storms, able to enter the void at any time without hesitation. It was unclear where they derived such confidence from.
On the other side, Xing Chen was traversing through the void with Meng Xiner, and in an instant, they arrived at the exit of the Underworld Abyss. However, just as they were about to leave directly, a resistance pushed them out of the void.
Before Xing Chen could react, a Blood-colored Giant Hand suddenly struck towards him. In a critical moment, Xing Chen pushed Meng Xiner back while simultaneously thrusting the Spear of Punishment forward.
Endless thunder instantly gathered around the Purple Gold Spear, lightning intertwining as it collided with the Blood-colored Giant Hand. With a loud bang, Xing Chen was sent backward, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The person opposite him was much better off. Although their palm was struck by Xing Chen's Spear of Punishment from afar, it did not cause significant harm; their face merely paled slightly, and their body trembled a bit.
"Glimpse of Objects!" As Xing Chen retreated, he suddenly jabbed the Spear of Punishment backward to stabilize himself and looked up at the person who had obstructed him.
"Impressive, your Gaze into the Self cultivation has reached such strength," the person opposite remarked, their expression slightly changing.
"Blood Fiend Hall Master, you really are going backwards; how dare you shamelessly attack someone with Gaze into the Self cultivation. Moreover, you were even injured by them. You are truly bringing shame to our Underworld Palace." At this moment, a figure in a black robe stepped forward and spoke slowly.
"God of the Underworld, stop with your sarcastic remarks. This person carries the aura of someone from our Blood Fiend Hall; he must have killed our people. Otherwise, I wouldn't have shamelessly blocked him," Blood Fiend Hall Master said, his expression slightly changing.
At this time, Xing Chen scanned his surroundings and immediately saw more than twenty people there. Among them, ten had reached the strength of Glimpse of Objects; this should be what they referred to as the Ten Hall Masters, Xing Chen thought to himself.
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