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Death Grip
In the memory of the Blood Fiend Hall Master, Xing Chen learned that there was an Underworld Blood Fruit in the Underworld Palace. However, the Underworld Palace was filled with powerful beings, including those from the Spirit Void Realm. With Xing Chen's current strength, going to the Underworld Palace would be tantamount to seeking death. Moreover, the Underworld Palace was not located on Underworld Island but drifted throughout the entire Underworld Abyss. No one knew its exact location, but after a few days, the Underworld Palace would descend upon Underworld Island to collect those who performed outstandingly in the Underworld Trial.
"Underworld Palace..." Xing Chen murmured, glancing at the now unconscious Meng Xiner.
The Hundred-Day Blood Curse must be broken within a hundred days; otherwise, even if an Ancient Deity descended, it would be impossible to save Meng Xiner.
"Hate Emperor, what is the current state of your Soul Power?" Xing Chen pondered for a moment before slowly asking.
"I am currently only at the first realm of Lingxu, the Merging Void Realm. I can deal with anyone below Lingxu, but I have no means against those above it. Therefore, I advise you not to set your sights on the Underworld Palace," Hate Emperor advised.
"Then tell me other ways to break the Hundred-Day Blood Curse. Otherwise, I must obtain the Underworld Blood Fruit, no matter the cost. Even if it means using the Fate Jade Pendant, I will not hesitate," Xing Chen said calmly without any sign of agitation. However, Hate Emperor knew this was merely the calm before the storm.
Although Xing Chen did not know much about the Fate Jade Pendant, he understood that it concealed immense power—enough for him to accomplish anything. However, he did not want to use it lightly because he sensed that each time he did so, his heart grew a little colder; only Meng Xiner could warm his icy heart.
Moreover, Meng Xiner had just told him not to use the Fate Jade Pendant. Since she said so, there must be a reason behind it; he would definitely refrain from using it unless absolutely necessary.
Yet now, apart from using the Fate Jade Pendant, he truly did not know of any other way.
"I cannot break the Hundred-Day Blood Curse, but I can delay its onset. You can use this time to strengthen your own power. Once you are strong enough, you can think of ways to obtain the Underworld Blood Fruit," Hate Emperor said.
"How long can you delay it?" Xing Chen's gaze flickered slightly. As long as he was given some time, he was confident he could rapidly enhance his strength to a level where he could contend with the Underworld Palace.
"One year; that is my limit. I can delay the outbreak of the Hundred-Day Blood Curse by at most one year," Hate Emperor replied.
"One year... that's enough!" A determined look appeared in Xing Chen's eyes. A year might pass in the blink of an eye for others, but for him, that time was more than sufficient.
After all, it took him less than a year to progress from Body Refinement Realm to his current state of Gaze into the Self. Given another year, he was confident he could reach a level where he could contend with Lingxu experts.
"Child, do not be overly confident. After reaching Gaze of Fate, every bit of improvement in strength becomes extremely difficult. Even if you cultivate Hate Emperor's Art, you won't be able to advance as rapidly as before," Hate Emperor warned gravely.
"But you still have your Inheritance, right? As long as I obtain your Inheritance, my strength will surely soar! Then I can take out the true Hate Demon Armor and Hate Demon Sword; I refuse to believe I can't contend with Spirit Void Realm experts," Xing Chen's eyes glinted coldly. He had made up his mind that no matter what happened, he had to obtain Hate Emperor's Inheritance; otherwise, saving Meng Xiner would be nearly impossible.
"While my Inheritance can enhance your strength, with your current power and carrying Meng Xiner with you, crossing Nine Nether Sea Region to reach Hate Sea Region and then finding my Inheritance and refining its power—these tasks combined are absolutely not something that can be accomplished in just one year," Hate Emperor stated.
"I will cross the void and reach the Hate Sea Region at the fastest speed. In any case, I will do whatever it takes to obtain powerful strength and acquire the Underworld Blood Fruit," Xing Chen said firmly.
Then his gaze suddenly shifted to the void beside him, and he shouted, "Get out here!"
He had noticed someone hiding there earlier, but due to Meng Xiner's situation, he had not paid attention to them. Now that he had a plan, he naturally would not be polite anymore.
As soon as Xing Chen's words fell, there was no response from the surroundings. Seeing this, Xing Chen sneered and pointed out with a finger. A powerful Demonic Aura surged forth instantly, and a gigantic black demonic claw coalesced in the air, crashing down into the void ahead.
Boom!
A loud noise echoed as the space was torn apart by Xing Chen's strike. Several figures appeared, including Zhang Pengyun, the first disciple of the Underworld Temple, and Zhenque, the first disciple of Zhenmo Hall.
They had originally followed Bloodless here, but upon arrival, they saw Xing Chen displaying overwhelming power. All the Palace Masters and Vice Hall Masters present fled in panic. Witnessing this situation, they naturally hid in the shadows, afraid to come out. They even dared not escape for fear of being discovered by Xing Chen. Unexpectedly, they were still found out in the end.
"W-what do you want?" Zhang Pengyun looked at Xing Chen with fear on his face. After all, they believed that both Bloodless and the Blood Fiend Hall Master were stronger than them. Especially the Blood Fiend Hall Master, a powerful figure from Glimpse of Objects, had been killed by Xing Chen. They felt it would be even harder for them, who were at Gaze into the Realm's Pinnacle, to escape Xing Chen's clutches.
"Sir, our conflict is with Blood Fiend Hall; we have never offended you. Please let us go," Zhenque said with a slight change in his expression.
"Let you go? That is not impossible. However, you must help me obtain the Underworld Blood Fruit. Otherwise, even if I let you go today, you will still meet your end!" Xing Chen said coldly. Then he flipped his palm over, and silver light flickered continuously, transforming into a complex seal. As Xing Chen pushed his palm forward, this seal instantly transformed into several silver beams that imprinted on their foreheads.
This was the Seal recorded in the Soul Devouring Refinement Technique, specifically used to seal a person's soul. Once sealed by this technique, even the strongest individuals could not break free unless their Soul Power surpassed that of the caster.
"Child, are you planning to let them infiltrate Underworld Palace to help you steal from Underworld?" The Hate Emperor almost instantly understood Xing Chen's intentions.
"That's right. After this incident, I will no longer arrogantly believe that I can handle everything on my own. Therefore, I must make more preparations," Xing Chen nodded.
"Indeed, you should make more preparations. Otherwise, relying solely on your own strength to contend against Underworld Palace is possible but very difficult. Even if you succeed, it would only be a second-rate strategy. Only by paying the highest price can you achieve outstanding results; that is the best strategy," Hate Emperor said.
"Since you know all this, why didn't you stop me when I was being stubborn back then? If you had intervened, Meng Xiner wouldn't be under the Hundred-Day Blood Curse now," Xing Chen gritted his teeth.
"It's not that I didn't want to stop you; it's that you wouldn't listen at all. Have you forgotten how many times Meng Xiner advised you to leave? Yet you never heeded her words," Hate Emperor shook his head and sighed.
His words left Xing Chen stunned. Indeed, Meng Xiner had repeatedly urged him to leave back then, but he had always been stubborn and ignored her advice. Now it was too late for regrets.
"This is my fault; I blame no one else. Right now, I just want to break Meng Xiner's Hundred-Day Blood Curse. No matter what price I have to pay, I must lift this curse," Xing Chen said with a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth as he glanced at Meng Xiner sleeping in his arms.
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