Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor

Bang!

The blood light formed from Ghost Kill's body suddenly expanded in front, sending rays of blood shooting in all directions. As he steadied himself, his face turned pale, and his aura weakened significantly.

Following the direction of the bloody hand, everyone looked and were all shocked to the extreme. Before them appeared a withered corpse over two meters tall, having a basic human shape but with blurred features. Threads of blood trailed down its skin, looking utterly malevolent.

"This is... a Blood Sacrifice Corpse?!"

Qian He, the Jade Fan Gentleman, narrowed his pupils and exclaimed, simultaneously glancing at the corpses on the ground. To his shock, the bodies left behind in the struggle for the withered bones had transformed into thick blood, slowly flowing out over the ground.

"What is a Blood Sacrifice Corpse?"

The appearance of the withered blood corpse left everyone feeling utterly oppressed. Hearing Qian He's words, the Black Armor King Hu Kui inquired.

The martial artists from Black Mountain City were not of high origin and had limited knowledge. They had never heard of a Blood Sacrifice Corpse.

"A Blood Sacrifice Corpse is an evil blood sacrifice method, originating from the restricted area demons. After a powerful demon dies, it seals its demon soul. Humans are the most intelligent beings; by using human flesh to forge the body and embedding the demon soul, it can be reborn."

"Eventually, however, some powerful humans harbored evil intentions and modified the blood sacrifice method so that it could be used by humans as well. Due to violating heavenly order, it was banned across the continent. If discovered, the practitioner would be hunted by all its martial artists. I never expected to see a Blood Sacrifice Corpse in the Dark Tomb!"

This time, the speaker was Hanakage Hiromi, who came from the Central Divine Domain and was considered the most knowledgeable among them. Hearing this, everyone's eyes brightened.

Martial artists are selfish; they will do anything to survive. Though the Blood Sacrifice Corpse defies heavenly laws, using it is akin to achieving immortality.

Don't martial artists practice for the quest for immortality?

"So you're saying the Dark One's soul is lodged within the withered blood corpse."

The Black Armor King Hu Kui said coldly, with a deeper red gleam in his eyes.

Everyone's faces turned grim. They finally understood that from the very beginning, they had fallen into the Dark One's trap. They were just blood food for the Dark One, and the withered bones were merely tools to incite them to fight among themselves.

"We must stop fighting each other. Uniting to kill the Blood Sacrifice Corpse is the most important task now."

Hanakage Hiromi's face was grave. Among them, no one was more aware of the Corpse's terror. Records showed that once, a Life and Death Realm King used martial artists from a small domain as blood food to forge a Blood Sacrifice Corpse for immortality.

That corpse had incredible power, capable of destroying a King Level Star Beast with one punch. In the end, it took more than ten Life and Death Realm Kings to kill it. After that, the continent's rulers harshly eradicated all blood sacrifice methods.

"Understood!"

Ghost Kill popped a healing elixir into his mouth. That recent strike revealed the immense threat of the Blood Sacrifice Corpse — no one among them could withstand even five moves against it.

This was because the Blood Sacrifice Corpse had just been birthed and had not absorbed enough human flesh. Once the corpse becomes perfect, its power would surpass the Dark One's peak.

From the previous strike, Ghost Kill gauged its power to be between the Guiyuan Realm Sixth and Seventh Layers. With everyone united, the odds of defeat were not small.

"Kekekeke, welcome to the Dark Tomb. This is the grave prepared for you all. Do you like it?"

A sinister and illusory blood shadow flashed over the Blood Sacrifice Corpse, emitting pure evil.

"Dark Tomb, Dark Tomb, it's naturally the grave you've prepared for yourself, Dark One."

Hanakage Hiromi took a step forward, his immense aura enveloping the Blood Sacrifice Corpse. There were only about a dozen martial artists left, and all were injured. Yet now, they had no choice but to release their aura to pressure the Blood Sacrifice Corpse.

"Over so many years, you are the first person to speak to me like this."

Snarled the blood shadow grimly.

"I am the first, and I will be the last."

Hanakage Hiromi replied in a deep voice.

"In a moment, I will absorb all your essence blood. Let's see how tough you talk then!"

The blood shadow flickered and merged back into the Blood Sacrifice Corpse. Having just been forged, it wasn't perfect yet and couldn't stay detached for long.

Whoosh!

As the blood shadow merged with the corpse, Hanakage Hiromi's right hand extended, his five fingers transformed into five blood-red energy rays, piercing toward the Blood Sacrifice Corpse. The air exploded, echoing like five ocean waves spreading outward.

"Junior Sister Chu, stay close to me."

Jade Fan Gentleman Qian He made the worst-case plan in his heart, whispering to Chu Honghe.

"Understood!"

Chu Honghe naturally wouldn't gamble with her life.

Both were Celestial Net Domain prodigies. In Qian He's hand was an escape trump card. If push came to shove, he would have to take Chu Honghe and flee.

Although the Ksitigarbha Gate was closed, the Dark Tomb was created by the Dark One, whose comprehension of the secrets of space in the Realm of Transcendence was not excessively high. Many surpassed him.

Chu Ming stood at the back, observing. He was not reckless. He too had a trump card: a Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Talisman given by Qingxuan King, capable of ignoring space to randomly teleport thousands of miles away.

However, it was his final life-saving measure, and he was reluctant to use it unless absolutely necessary.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

Facing Hanakage Hiromi's attack, the Blood Sacrifice Corpse sneered coldly. It then leapt, throwing a punch that sent rolling waves of blood. The space rippled slightly.

Bang, bang, bang…

The five blood energy rays were instantly shattered by the fist force, turning into fragments of powerful qi, striking the ground and creating deep holes.

Swish!

Ghost Kill moved like a phantom, instantly vanishing into the void, turning into a stream of water. The small sword in his hand, Yuchang, gleamed coldly, slashing toward the Blood Sacrifice Corpse with an explosion of red light.

Crack!

The corpse swung its right arm, sending a whistling through the air. The red light collided with its thick arm and was shattered almost instantly. The arm continued its momentum, hitting Ghost Kill and sending him flying.

Ghost Kill felt a sharp pain; his left chest caved in and his body was flung backward. His once rosy face turned pale again.