Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 267

In no time, the Taichu Holy Master, who had been squished into a bloody mist, slowly restored to his former self, though his face was much paler and he looked quite weak, like he had just seen a ghost.

Pain, excruciating pain!

The agony of having your body crushed in an instant was something the Taichu Holy Master definitely did not want to experience again.

Looking at the skinny man in front of him with a fierce expression, he felt a mix of frustration, hatred, and fear bubbling up inside.

“How does it feel?” Blood Slayer smirked.

Just moments ago, relying on the traits of the Undying Blood Clan, the Holy Master had recovered from the brink of death, which was entirely expected.

Of course, the main thing was that he hadn’t truly intended to kill the old guy; he just wanted to vent his anger.

Hearing that, the Taichu Holy Master forced a nasty smile, daring not to show a hint of discontent, and said, “Lord Blood Slayer, I know you’re just joking with me.”

“Humph!”

Blood Slayer snorted coldly, his voice booming like thunder, hitting the Taichu Holy Master like a hammer to the chest.

“You old bastard, do you have any idea that the information you revealed is wrong?!”

“My most important avatar fell in that godforsaken place!”

“What?!”

At this, the Taichu Holy Master’s face filled with shock, his eyes widening like copper bells, his pupils trembling.

He couldn’t believe that his avatar had actually been killed in the Eastern Domain!

That was a high-tier Immortal Sovereign!

In the entire Eastern Domain, who had that kind of power?!

Could it be…

The Taichu Holy Master thought of a familiar shadow, gulped, and stammered, “Is it… the Red Demon?”

He never expected the Great Demon, whom he had once suppressed with a magical artifact, could now grow to such an extent! Even be able to kill someone of that level from the Undying Blood Clan!

Was this even reasonable?!

Blood Slayer coldly remarked, “The so-called Red Demon you mentioned, is he the guy dressed in red?”

“Yes, yes, yes! That’s him!” The Taichu Holy Master nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, then cautiously asked, “May I ask if your avatar fell at his hands?”

“Don’t be ridiculous; that guy isn’t capable of that!” Blood Slayer scoffed.

“Then, who did it?”

The Taichu Holy Master instantly froze.

In the Eastern Domain, was there someone even stronger than the Red Demon?

This truly exceeded his understanding!

Blood Slayer’s gaze shifted, and recalling a certain silver-haired youth, he darkly stated, “He claims to be the Red Demon’s Master, an Immortal King!”

“Gasp!”

The Taichu Holy Master sharply inhaled, fear evident in his eyes.

He thought he was the only one clinging to a big leg, but turns out his old enemies hit the jackpot too!

This was not good news!

“Lord Blood Slayer, I’m innocent; I truly had no idea about this.” The Taichu Holy Master’s tone was abject, desperately trying to clear his name.

What surprised him the most wasn’t that Hong Qianye had taken an Immortal King as a master, but that there really were Immortal King-tier powerhouses in the Eastern Domain. It seemed not only the Central Region was deep; other places were just as much!

Blood Slayer knew that shirking responsibility was pointless, and for this matter, he could only blame his bad luck.

In principle, a mere beginner-level Immortal King should be within his capabilities to suppress, as long as he hurried off to get his revenge.

But the problem was, the other party possessed an extremely special magical treasure!

That top-notch Immortal King-grade artifact!

At this moment, Blood Slayer recalled the scene where his avatar encountered trouble in the Burial Heaven Coffin, causing him to shudder uncontrollably, still haunted by the memory.

So terrifying!

That special artifact was simply a natural counter to the Undying Blood Clan!

No matter how strong their self-healing ability was, if they were really trapped inside that bronze coffin, they would just slowly be worn down to nothing.

Blood Slayer even felt that even if he returned to the peak Immortal King level, he still might not be able to escape from the Burial Heaven Coffin!

Thus, filled with apprehension, he didn’t dare to rush off to the Eastern Domain for revenge.

Even if he was kicked around, forced to acknowledge family…

Just thinking of that scene made Blood Slayer’s eyes turn blood-red, with veins bulging on his face. He felt his dignity had been trampled upon, filling him with immense shame.

The Taichu Holy Master felt his scalp tingle, internally worried, “Is it really that bad? I thought you were really wronged!”

What he didn’t know was the intense humiliation this man had suffered.

Gradually, after making an effort to calm his emotions, Blood Slayer coldly looked at the old man in the linen robe and said,

“Old bastard, remember to get me some fresh blood food; if nothing else, get lost quickly!”

The Taichu Holy Master felt like he had just received a pardon and hurriedly responded affirmatively before fleeing the underground palace.

“Such bad luck!”

Blood Slayer cursed under his breath and submerged back into the blood pool to hasten the recovery of his lost energy due to the loss of his avatar.

His mission was to take root in the Kunlun Realm, help the Undying Blood Clan grow its influence, and eliminate potential threats.

And now, having taken a huge fall, he could only lie low and silently develop further.

Days later.

The weather was clear, and the sun shone brightly.

A massive Kunpeng soared through the void, heading towards the Central Region.

A handsome young man with sunglasses and flowing silver hair draped over his chest reclined comfortably in a lounge chair, a long straw in his mouth, connecting to a giant milk tea bucket.

He was blissfully sipping away, wearing a face full of delight.

Ever since he learned he was leaving the Eastern Domain for the Central Region, the entire sect had been quite surprised. After holding a grand farewell ceremony, Ye Junlin set off on his journey with his disciples.

Before leaving, the sect master, Xu Yonian, smilingly said, “Ye Taishang, when you reach the Central Region, do visit the Xuantian Holy Land for a chat. After all, our two families share a connection.”

Ye Junlin readily accepted; after all, it was on his way, and he wanted to check in on Liu Qingming, whom he had previously visited at the Xuantian Sect.

He imagined that the fellow must be living pretty well now.

“Master, the black pearls inside are about to be finished. Should I get you more?” Bai Xiaoxi, dressed in a pink dress, came over gently.

Ye Junlin was still sucking on the straw, making a sound of agreement.

Soon, Bai Xiaoxi excitedly returned, holding a bunch of plump, bouncy black pearls rich with spiritual energy, and poured them into the giant milk tea bucket.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly, showing just how fast the Kunpeng was flying.

Even in the Celestial Immortal Realm, when it came to flying speed, even ordinary Immortal Sovereigns would feel ashamed!

Minutes later.

Ye Junlin burped, casually gesturing to have the milk tea bucket removed, and yelled forward, “Little Hong, where are we now?”

With his big disciple leading the way, Ye Junlin felt pretty at ease.

Hong Qianye turned around and respectfully cupped her hands, saying, “Reporting to Master, in a bit we will reach the borders of the Central Region, and judging by this direction, we should arrive at Fengming Prefecture!”

Li Wujie looked starry-eyed, bursting with excitement, “The Central Region—that’s the Central Region! I never expected I’d get to come here in my lifetime!”

The Central Region is at the heart of the Kunlun Realm, always possessing the best resources for cultivation and a massive population. There, the strong are like the clouds, truly a grand stage.

As they say, the Central Region is Kunlun, and Kunlun is the Central Region; the old generation wasn’t just talking!

Seeing this, Hong Qianye crossed her arms, tilting her chin up with a hint of pride, “Country bumpkin, just wait until I show you what the world is like.”

“Cut it out!”

Li Wujie rolled his eyes, thinking, what are you all smug about?

Hong Qianye gazed far ahead with a beautiful face showing a hint of pride,

“Fengming Prefecture has a very special ancient nation; back when I was the Fire Cult Leader, almost the whole country were my followers. I wonder how it is now.”

Hearing this, the disdain on Li Wujie’s face intensified, “Tsk tsk, bragging with no script, huh?”

Hong Qianye ignored Li Wujie’s doubts and continued reminiscing,

“That special ancient nation is primarily female, with a terribly small number of males. Women often fight for their right to choose a partner, just to experience the pleasures of life with their desired man.”

“Hmm?”

Li Wujie could hardly believe his ears, his face barely able to hold back his overwhelming excitement, calling out in exhilaration:

“There’s such a thing?!!”