Dominating Martial King
Chapter 126 - 126 123 Demon God Zangtian

126: Chapter 123 Demon God Zangtian 126: Chapter 123 Demon God Zangtian At the moment Chu Xisheng drank the “Jade Heart Elixir” in the Secret Realm, Chu Yunyun and Lu Luanti finally reached the summit of a mountain on the southern side of the Secret Realm.

Actually, both of them had arrived at Coastal County the night before, hot on the heels of Chu Xisheng.

The issue was that since they had said they were going to watch the great tide at Coastal, they couldn’t just talk the talk without walking the walk.

So early in the morning, the two women first went to the bank of the Shenxiu River to take a glance at the nonexistent tide, and only then did they hurry in the direction of the Secret Realm.

Their main purpose was to watch the tide, and incidentally to check on Chu Xisheng’s safety in the Secret Realm.

Along the way, Chu Yunyun had to feign illness and weakness, which meant they couldn’t travel swiftly.

Furthermore, there was a large number of guards surrounding the Secret Realm, prohibiting anyone from getting near.

Lu Luanti had expended a great deal of effort to bring Sister Chu into the realm.

When the two women stood firm on the mountaintop and looked out into the distance, they happened to see the dense fog surrounding the “Killing Stele” Square scattering and dissipating, unveiling the horrific scene within to everyone’s eyes.

Chu Yunyun, upon seeing the bodies strewn across the ground, her gaze momentarily deepened, showing a hint of solemnity.

She had never imagined that the struggle for the Secret Realm in Linhai County would be so perilous.

The only consolation was that amongst the corpses on the square, Chu Yunyun did not find the body of Chu Xisheng.

He was still alive—

“How could this be?” Lu Luanti was also slightly stunned.

Her gaze then became attracted to the strange runes on the square.

After examining them carefully, she murmured in disbelief, “Is this Blood Essence Transformation?

How could such a thing exist in the Ninth Grade Secret Realm of the Divine Turtle Wanderer?”

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the Secret Realm, there was deathly silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The nearly two thousand people waiting there were all staring dazedly at the Han white jade Square, looking at the Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea upon it.

The faces of the vast majority of them were ashen, as pale as paper.

Some were panicked and at a loss for what to do; some were trembling so much they nearly fainted on the spot; others had reddened eyes, their emotions on the verge of losing control.

And after a moment of silence, the entire valley entrance buzzed again with sound.

“What in the world happened with this challenge?

Killing Stele—is it meant for mutual slaughter?

Why such brutality?”

“It’s merely a struggle for a Ninth Grade Secret Realm, and the Divine Turtle Wanderer isn’t of a demonic origin, why did so many people die?”

“How could this be?

How could this be?

Am I dreaming?”

“Impossible!

This is impossible, I must be seeing things wrong, this has to be an illusion.

My child has exceptional talent, not much less than those of Qingyun’s genius, how could he die here?”

“Where are their secret realm tokens?

Why hasn’t a single one of them come out?

If they are defeated, do they just wait for death inside?”

In the crowd, Zhou Xiongba’s heart also trembled slightly.

He scrutinized closely and discovered that among the corpses, there was neither Zhoou Liangchen nor several of the Zhoou Family house guards and clansmen.

Zhou Xiongba’s mind relaxed at once, and his expression eased.

Beside him, Du Lingxian muttered distractedly, “Husband, we really did ask the right person for help this time.”

Du Lingxian didn’t dare to imagine what scene she would be witnessing now if they had not been able to invite Chu Xisheng this time.

Zhou Xiongba silently nodded in agreement, with a pensive look.

He, too, did not believe that Zhoou Liangchen’s ability was sufficient to protect all their Zhoou Family’s people in such a bloody and cruel slaughter.

It must have been Chu Xisheng who undertook the responsibility alone—

Zhou Xiongba then turned his gaze to the surrounding people.

He saw that Shi Jiuming, Lu Zhe, Ying Feilong, and others all had looks of shock and anger, their faces dark.

The Pearl Immortal, Zhou Xia, of the Shuiyun Palace, was filled with grief and resentment as she gripped her sword so tightly she nearly shattered the hilt.

The casualties in this secret realm competition had far exceeded their expectations.

Among the several dozen forces contesting for the secret realm, even those with the lightest losses had suffered over five deaths, with the worst having been completely annihilated.

Although these Ninth Grade Martial Cultivators had lower cultivation, they were the elite selected by their clans and possessed considerable talent.

Had they not met untimely ends, they would have been the backbone of East State’s future.

But today, these precious talented Martial Cultivators had all perished here.

And many of them were their own family and friends.

Zhou Xiongba was similarly shocked and furious.

He didn’t know if his own people would survive to the end.

His tiger eyes filled with authority, he looked towards a figure in a green robe in the crowd, “Master Xuanqing, do you recognize the talisman array on the square?

Can you explain it to us?”

This was a Fifth Grade sorcerer who was highly skilled in the art of talisman arrays and had good relations with the Zhou Family.

“It’s the Blood Essence Transformation Array,” Master Xuanqing’s face was also very grim.

Seven of his disciples had died within the secret realm.

“This is a legendary dharma gate that helps to reconstruct the flesh of the dead,” he explained.

“It is said that not only can this technique resurrect the deceased, but it can also extend the lifespans of high-grade Martial Practitioners.

Furthermore, some deeply rooted forces would use it on their legitimate offspring to replace their martial bones and bloodline talents with the highest quality ones.

However, this technique is not easy to invoke, requiring more than a dozen extremely rare Spiritual Medicines, a large amount of Qi Blood Essence, and the aid of Divine Demons from the Upper Realm.”

“Blood Essence Transformation?” Pearl Immortal Zhou Xia ground her teeth, and blood seeped from the corner of her lips, “Who is behind this?”

She had also heard of Blood Essence Transformation, and a killing intent immediately swelled within her.

She thought of her eight disciples, who had now become materials for someone else’s Blood Essence Transformation.

“The Divine Turtle Wanderer himself!” Master Xuanqing spoke with a condensed voice, “There was a legend that the Divine Turtle Wanderer, in his later years, considered extending his life using the Blood Essence Transformation technique.

But due to the gruesomeness and brutality of the method, and it required reliance on the power of God Demons to reshape the flesh, making one inevitably fall under their control afterward.

The Divine Turtle Wanderer could not bear to sacrifice innocent lives for his own gain, nor did he wish to become a lackey for the God Demons of the Upper Realm, so he abandoned the array at the last moment and destroyed his Blood Essence Transformation Array.

This tale is recorded in many ancient texts, which I did not expect to be true, and this Blood Essence Transformation Array is hidden within this secret realm.”

Lu Zhe, upon hearing this, frowned deeply, puzzled, “If this Blood Essence Transformation Array was destroyed by the Divine Turtle Wanderer, how can it still function now?”

He used a secret technique to observe the square from afar and saw that the Qi Blood Essence and spiritual quality of those corpses had been drained, leaving only empty shells of flesh and blood.

“Indeed, it was destroyed!

This array is now incomplete, with several key parts erased.

However—” Master Xuanqing paused, his voice now labored and gruff, “there were just too many deaths this time.

Four hundred young people with superior talents are enough to activate the remnants of this incomplete array, bringing down a God Demon from the Upper Realm.”

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but look horrified.

The God Demons of the Upper Realm, that was an eternal taboo for Daning—

Lu Zhe continued to press, “Summon a God Demon?

And then what?”

“And then?” Master Xuanqing let out a bitter laugh, his gaze intensely murky, “They have boundless might, and by simply descending, they could effortlessly restore the damaged array to its original state.

They would be delighted; another lackey would emerge in the world of mortals.

And the Blood Essence Transformation array personally arranged by the Divine Turtle Wanderer, is that ordinary?”

At that moment, they all inhaled sharply when they saw a faint, massive figure emerge before the Killing Stele at Han white jade Square.

The figure was nearly seventy-five feet tall, towering and stout with strong limbs.

It had no head; instead, two eyes were opened on the chest where the breasts would be, looking down upon this world.

Its skin from head to toe was gray-black, as if it was made of stone and iron.

Wrapped around it were serpent-like chains which penetrated deep into its body.

As this Demon God’s figure appeared, the blood-colored talisman array on the Han white jade Square began to change rapidly.

The runes started to expand and extend, completing the missing parts of the array.

Meanwhile, outside of the valley, everyone who saw this scene was thrown into a panic.

“That’s the Demon God Zangtian!

Shut your eyes now!

Those below Sixth Grade must not look directly!”

“The Demon God has descended.

Everyone below Fifth Grade, retreat twenty miles away.”

“Lu Laosan, you take the Lu Family Castle’s clan soldiers to evacuate the civilians!

Starting now, within twenty miles there must not be a single living person.

No!

This is the Demon God Zangtian, make it fifty miles!”

While people were fleeing, screaming, or bracing themselves,

Zhou Xiongba was looking towards a person within the crowd, his gaze sharp as a blade, his killing intent chillingly cold.