Dominating Martial King
Chapter 133 - 133 130 Unease

133: Chapter 130 Unease 133: Chapter 130 Unease Outside the Secret Realm, Si Wufa, standing at the entrance of the valley, witnessed with his own eyes the ritual sacrifice of Si Huangquan performed by Divine Mechanism Scholar Situ Li.

At that moment, Si Wufa did not express anger but instead smiled, “Using Huang Quan as a sacrifice, this Situ fellow is quite interesting!”

In his pupils lay a hidden crimson kill intent, while a silver-white cone had appeared in the palm of his hand hidden in his sleeve.

This small silver cone, the size of a fingertip, held an infinite destructive power, transforming into streaks of red thunder that twirled around the tip of the cone.

When left with no choice, one could only resort to mutual destruction.

Rather than letting his disciple become a plaything and a puppet of the Demon God, it would be better to destroy him now.

Si Wufa was also absolutely unwilling to see Situ Li succeed.

Today, no matter what the cost, he had to crush this man to dust, ensuring his eternal doom!

This was the consequence of enraging Divine Mechanism Scholar Situ Li.

Zhou Xiongba then furrowed his brows, deep in thought: “Senior Si coming all this way from the capital, could it be that you didn’t come for this Ninth Grade Secret Realm and the Cloud Sea Secret Key?”

“Why do you ask that?

How do you know I’m not here for the Secret Realm and the Cloud Sea Secret Key?” Si Wufa’s expression remained calm, showing no fluctuations.

His clothes fluttered without any wind.

Zhou Xiongba’s lips slightly curved into a smile: “I guessed as much.

This Ninth Grade Secret Realm is far away in Coastal, two ten thousand miles away from the capital; you two don’t need it.

As for the Divine Turtle Wanderer’s legacy, I suspect you wouldn’t care for it either; Lawless Martial Arts surely wouldn’t be inferior to the Divine Turtle Wanderer’s.

And as for the wealth of the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, you two are equally wealthy, surely you wouldn’t care?”

Si Wufa laughed at these words: “You’re wrong there.

We do have some savings, but compared to the Divine Turtle Wanderer, that’s nothing.

If we could get his Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, my sister and I would be laughing in our dreams.

However, I brought Si Huangquan here, indeed not for the Cloud Sea Secret Key.

About seven days ago I received news that there was an opportunity related to Huang Quan here that might help him retrieve his lost organs.

Now, I think we have ended up playing right into Situ Li’s hands.”

Si Huangquan had been sacrificed once in his childhood, with most of his five internal organs, six hollow organs, and limbs taken by the Demon God, and even his vocal cords no longer existed.

Only by retrieving these lost parts of his body could he become a complete person.

He then became slightly serious and bluntly asked Zhou Xiongba: “Why are you asking these pointless questions at this time?

What do you mean by them?”

“Cloud Sea Sword Puppet and Demon God Zangtian are clashing fiercely; the area within a hundred miles will turn to scorched earth under their powers.”

Zhou Xiongba, with his hands behind his back, looked towards the entrance of the valley; his tone was light and fleeting, “This place is my hometown, how can I stand by and watch?

Moreover, my legitimate son is still in the Secret Realm.

However, if Brother Zhou were to act, his own life might not be spared, so I wanted to ensure some benefits for my Zhou Family before dying.

This Ninth Grade Secret Realm and the Cloud Sea Secret Key must belong to my Zhou Family.”

The moment he spoke these words, Du Lingxian next to him felt a shiver in his heart, and his face instantly turned as white as paper.

Others nearby like Lu Zhe and Ying Feilong, however, showed slight changes in their expressions, looking towards Zhou Xiongba with admiration.

Si Wufa was briefly startled, then laughed heartily, his laugh echoing in the skies: “The fame of the Three Finger Divine is well-deserved, truly a brave man!

I grant you this.

And not just the Secret Realm and the Key, as long as I, Si Wufa, am alive in this world, I will ensure the complete safety of the Coastal Zhou Family.”

Zhou Xiongba heard this and simply smiled indifferently, as if it were nothing.

His younger brother was an elder at the Star Constellation Immortal Sect, also a Third Grade expert.

Even if Zhou Xiongba were no longer in this world, the Coastal Zhou Family wouldn’t need anyone else’s protection.

But at that moment, Zhou Xiongba exclaimed in surprise.

His pupils slightly dilated, all his attention now focused on Chu Xisheng.

Not long ago, Zhou Xiongba saw Chu Xisheng making consecutive moves against Mu Ling, and engaging with Zhuo Baiyun, Lu Chen, and others, and he was somewhat disappointed.

It was indeed very strong, strong enough to be compared to Si Huangquan, but far from the level where Zhou Liangchen would draw his sword less than half an inch.

But at this moment, he noticed a huge change in Chu Xisheng’s aura.

Si Wufa also raised his eyebrows, then unbelievably flicked his sleeve and took a step forward: “Brother Zhou, wait, this aura~ it’s Qin Muge’s Divine Sorrow!”

Meanwhile, on another hillside, Lu Luanti’s face also darkened significantly.

She just knew, with Chu Xisheng’s meager abilities participating in this Secret Realm conflict, it was bound to be perilous, with nothing good happening.

The key issue was she was now at her wits’ end, powerless to think of any proper way to rescue anyone.

It’s no use!

She couldn’t stop Divine Mechanism Scholar Situ Li, nor could she stop the battle between Demon God Zangtian and the Cloud Sea Sword Puppet.

But at least she had to rescue Chu Xisheng from the Secret Realm.

However, Lu Luanti did not notice that nearby, Chu Yunyun, who originally had a chilling aura, suddenly clenched her fists.

“God’s Sorrow?”

Her expression was blank as she sensed the agitation of the blood energy within her body.

—It was clearly a bloodline resonance!

Someone nearby had awakened a Bloodline Talent similar to hers!

Was it Chu Xisheng?

Regrettably, she had lost all her True Yuan and couldn’t penetrate the outer Forbidden Technique of the Ninth Grade Secret Realm to perceive the situation inside.

Meanwhile, inside the Secret Realm, as Demon God Zangtian’s hand grasped down, the entire patch of void nearby seemed to become a toy in his palm.

Everything was twisting and shrinking, and with a cracking sound, countless fissures emerged in the void, resembling a crystal ball about to shatter.

However, just as the hand was about to close, capturing both Cloud Sea Sword Puppets within its grasp, the back of Demon God Zangtian’s hand was suddenly perforated by numerous tiny holes.

Countless supremely sharp Sword Qi burst forth from within, piercing through this illusory giant hand and tearing it apart—

And from above the Secret Realm, two more Cloud Sea Sword Puppets emerged, their sword light sweeping across and severing Demon God Zangtian’s right arm, with endless Cold Power spreading toward his main body.

But Zangtian seemed unconcerned, his right hand instantly restored to its original state.

He was bringing more of his will and power into this world, like a massive whale diving into the water, displacing and crushing everything around it, grinding and shattering all in its path.

In front of the Dream Stele, Mu Ling dared not watch the battle between the sword puppets and Demon God Zangtian.

He was kneeling on the ground, looking up at Situ Li above the Medicine Pond with a reverent and joyful expression.

His fate was intertwined with that of his master, Situ Li; the stronger Situ Li became, the broader his disciple’s future would be.

“Too slow!”

Situ Li had finished constructing a skeleton and was now shaping the flesh and various channels and fasciae within the body.

At that moment, his soul shadow glanced upward.

The power of Demon God Zangtian was steadily overpowering the four Cloud Sea Sword Puppets.

The problem was that the Array Formation Restriction of the Ninth Grade Secret Realm was almost unable to withstand their power.

Once the Secret Realm’s Forbidden Array was damaged, those outside like Si Wufa and Zhou Xiongba would certainly try to intervene.

Situ Li then tilted his head, looking toward the sides of the Medicine Pond where Bai Xiaozhao and Li Manshan were continuously bleeding, “The speed of bleeding is not fast enough, delays will bring changes; the speed of Blood Essence Transformation must be as fast as possible.”

“Your disciple obeys the command!”

Mu Ling smiled upon hearing this; he picked up two swords that had fallen to the ground and strolled over to Bai Xiaozhao, ruthlessly stabbing her in the chest with one sword.

This stab was very precise, targeting right at Bai Xiaozhao’s heart, yet it did not completely destroy her heart.

This would release Bai Xiaozhao’s Essence Blood while keeping the blood lively.

Bai Xiaozhao was completely immobile and unable to resist; she could only look at Mu Ling with a cold gaze.

If she could survive, she would certainly dismember this man into ten thousand pieces.

But Bai Xiaozhao knew this possibility was exceedingly slim, her heart filled with despair.

Mu Ling, however, seemed unconcerned, and he plunged another sword into Li Manshan’s chest.

Li Manshan also struggled with all his might, his eyes almost bursting with fury, yet he could only watch as Mu Ling’s sword stabbed into his heart.

After placing the swords, Mu Ling clapped his hands with satisfaction.

Then he turned his gaze towards the central altar, where Si Huangquan was engulfed in wild black flames, nearly bringing the fire right up to his face.

“Why must you bother?

The outcome is already decided, no matter how desperately you burn your Primordial Qi, it’s useless.”

Mu Ling said with a half-smile, seemingly unconcerned, “As everyone knows, Demon God Zangtian adores warriors; Brother Si might not die this time but might have a chance to become one of Zangtian’s demon generals under his command, and in the future, Brother Si might even thank us, master and disciple.”

Si Huangquan snorted, retracting his gaze,

Given the chance, he would have loved to immediately draw his sword and dismember this man into ten thousand pieces.

But he couldn’t do it; to say it out loud would only invite ridicule.

Just then, Mu Ling suddenly felt a wave of danger in his Divine Thought, sensing extreme peril.

He instantly looked sideward, turning his eyes towards the source of this unsettling feeling.

—It was Chu Xisheng!