Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Phew, phew~”
After a long time, Lu Li slowly woke up. He could not sit up at once. He breathed heavily, his entire body soaked with sweat.
The scene that he saw right before he passed out re-appeared in his mind. His heart was still fluttering with fear. Those demons and fiends were terrifying. Every single one of them could have shattered the Universe of Heaven Reverse or even the nine universes.
That white-haired young man’s ability was beyond his wildest imaginations. In addition to his combat abilities, Lu Li was stunned by his spirit and energy as well!
Lu Li felt like that white-haired young man was more like a demon while those ferocious fiends were more like lambs. The white-haired young man slaughtered the demons at will and there was not enough in the world for him to kill.
His spirit!
Lu Li did not take a close look, but he did feel some monstrous spirit in the white-haired young man. Being influenced by the monstrous spirit, Lu Li felt he was immobilized. The young man did not have to do anything, but a glint of his monstrous spirit was enough to frighten Lu Li, to make his blood vessels pop and to shatter his soul!
“He is the Slayer? I cannot believe that he is a young man.”
Lu Li was filled with questions. Maybe, he thought, it was because the young man became an immortal when he was young and that could explain the fact that his looks remained basically the same.
“How powerful is the Slayer! I don’t suppose any regular immortals can be as strong as he is.”
Lu Li believed that those that could have such fame in the Divinity should be a matchless warrior. But how much stronger was the Slayer compared to the Emperor of Heaven Reverse? Lu Li now had a notion of the Slayer’s strength. He could kill several of those horrifying demons in one simple move.
Anywhere he pointed his saber to would be torn apart, demons and immortals alike.
“Blood of the Slayer. That white-haired young man died?”
Lu Li felt sorry for him. It was a pity that such a peerless warrior, a young man with such charm, had died. His blood had turned into pieces of treasure that were shared among many. This story made Lu Li sigh. He wondered who killed the white-haired young man.
Anyway…
Lu Li knew he could not consume the blood of the Slayer. At least, based on his realm and abilities, he could not at his current stage. Otherwise, it was highly possible that he could lose control of himself. Him turning into a maniac could breed a disaster.
“Forget it. I need to put it away for the moment.”
Lu Li put the blood of the Slayer into his Interspatial Ring. He looked through the Wicked Bead to the outside and saw someone to his surprise. It was Jiang Tianshun!
“Jiang Tianshun has recovered?”
Lu Li was over the moon. He left the inner hall and went to take a bath before he joined the others outside. Jiang Tianshun, Jiang Qiling, Bai Qiuxue, and Ming Yu were all here. They all stood up as Lu Li walked in.
“Grandpa Jiang, how are you feeling now?”
Lu Li walked quickly to Jiang Tianshun and checked closely with psychic power. The former was delighted to see that Jiang Tianshun was as fine as before. Jiang Tianshun cupped his fists and stated with gratitude, “Grand Master, I owe much to you and Renhuang. Otherwise, I would have lost this old life of mine.”
Lu Li replied with a smile, “Grandpa Jiang, it is because you are blessed with good fortune. Now that you have survived this, you will live for another three thousand years.”
“Ha, ha, ha!”
Jiang Tianshun laughed out loud. He looked at Lu Li with mixed feelings. At the very beginning, he turned his nose up at Lu Li, thinking that Lu Li did not deserve Jiang Qiling. Back then, little did he know that one day, he would have to rely on Lu Li to save his life, or that Lu Li would become the leader of the human race, which gave the Jiang Family great benefits.
“Lu Li!”
Jiang Qiling said, “The two patriarchs of the Demon-slaying Hall want to return to the Prison of Ice. For one thing, they are eager to harvest more grasses. For another, they hope to gain more experience. Of course, they want to protect father’s safety. It is better to have more people so they can look after each other.”
“Sure, of course!”
Lu Li waved his hand to express his consent. But one question sprang to his mind. He was told that Earth Immortal Realm warriors from the nine universes could not descend lower than the Prison of Gold. However, those two patriarchs of the Demon-slaying Hall were also at the Earth Immortal Realm and yet they could go as they wished. Was… Uncle Nine of the Jun Family lying?
“Uncle Nine of the Jun Family!”
Lu Li shouted. Uncle Nine of the Jun Family came in right away and Lu Li asked him the question that was bothering him.
As a matter of fact, Uncle Nine of the Jun Family had similar doubts. He thought for a while and answered, “The Prison of Primordial Chaos has its own rules. It is true that we from the nine universes cannot go down. Maybe… the Prison of Primordial Chaos was the one protecting the universes down here. I don’t know exactly.”
“What?”
Lu Li raised his eyebrows. He thought about this seriously. The Prison of Primordial Chaos had a big secret. If the Prison of Primordial Chaos had been formed by nature, it could not have such flexible rules. Was the Prison of Primordial Chaos nurtured by some supreme warrior in the Divinity?
Why else would the Prison of Primordial Chaos had exactly 10 levels, each clearly distinguished from the others? Fire, wood, earth, water, gold, ice, wind, darkness, soul, thunder and every level had a towering mountain and Beasts of Primordial Chaos. Those that could survive the Prison of Thunder could fly to the Divinity?
Lu Li felt like the Prison of Primordial Chaos was a game, a game created by a god.
A supreme warrior from the Divinity could create something land and throw it down for the mortal beings to have a path to become an immortal, could it be true? Or maybe, that supreme warrior of the Divinity was looking at them with amusement? Was he observing them as they fought each other, slew each other, as one mortal after another was blasted to dust as they tried to survive the Prison of Thunder?
“Nine universes?”
Jiang Tianshun and Ming Yu looked at Lu Li with confusion. The former asked, “Lu Li, what are the nine universes?”
For Jiang Tianshun and the others, they had always been wondering where Uncle Nine of the Jun Family came from. Naturally, the former would be curious about the mentioning of the nine universes.
“Well, nothing. It is very complicated. I am not at liberty to say.”
Lu Li did not give out too much information. To the Universe of Heaven Reverse, learning about this was not a blessing. Instead, it might bring about stress and panic. Lu Li did not even say much to Jiang Qiling, let alone Jiang Tianshun…
Knowing that Lu Li was determined, Jiang Tianshun did not press him. Lu Li must have a reason to give little information. He understood that Lu Li would not answer his questions no matter how many he asked.
Jiang Tianshun moved on to another topic, “The Inferno is definitely a valuable place for cultivation. Lu Li, the Pavilion of Delicacy is preparing to relocate many young disciples there to cultivate. Do you think that will be okay?”
“No problem!”
Lu Li said generously. The Inferno was a vast land. All the major forces could send their disciples in and it wouldn’t be a problem, let alone accommodating disciples from the Pavilion of Delicacy.
“Okay, then.”
Jiang Tianshun was happy to hear that. After a while, he mentioned another matter with graveness, “Lu Li, the Jiang Family has disciples undercover at the Eastern Land of Oceans. They sent back information to say that the Asmodian Lord seems to be onto a grand plot! He has gathered tens of thousands of young boys and girls. All of them were put into an altar. Some of the young boys and girls had jade talismans of life that their families gave them, but those jade talismans of life were all broken. There are constant sounds of dreary cries and screams from the altar, which is extremely unsettling. There are reports of colored light rays in the middle of the night, which is strange…”
“Tens of thousands of young boys and girls?”
Lu Li was taken aback. How could the Asmodian Lord be so wicked as to sacrifice tens of thousands of young boys and girls? Was he cultivating some secret skill? Or, was he using the young boys and girls to summon something vicious?
“I need to cultivate with greater effort and launch an attack at the Eastern Land of Oceans!”
Lu Li told himself. If the Asmodian Lord could learn some secret skill or summon the most wicked being in the world, then it would be a catastrophe for the human world.
Jiang Qiling and Bai Qiuxue looked at each other. Both of them made the same decision of cultivating with greater efforts.
If Jiang Qiling could learn the legacy that the Emperor of Heaven Reverse passed onto her, and if Bai Qiuxue could reach the third level of the Enchantment, then they would be more empowered. The possibility of them killing the Asmodian Lord would be higher.
