Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao

"If you don't leave now, you'll be caught up in this and won't be able to escape later!"

Under Xue Wuyi's urging, Bai Xiuxiu knelt on the ground and solemnly kowtowed three times. She then took out a paper crane, which enlarged as it caught the wind. With a gentle leap, she stepped onto the paper crane and flew away, gradually disappearing from Xue Wuyi's sight.

"With my wish fulfilled, it's time to attend to my own affairs." The gentleness in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by a chill, bone-piercing intent to kill.

"If you gentlemen don't make a move soon, I might just leave!" Xue Wuyi's voice, cold as ice, suddenly echoed through the mountains.

"Unexpectedly, the cold-blooded Xue Wuyi has such a gentle side. Today has truly been an eye-opener. Seeing you kill Liu Peiran, I thought your heart was made of stone." A blue-robed swordsman appeared from within the mountain, his treasured sword slung on his back, brimming with battle intent, as a powerful Sword Qi surged from him.

"I say, Liu Ruoxu, aren't you getting old? Even your sword is aging. Why waste words on this demon lord?"

As soon as these words fell, several figures emerged from the mountain. There were both men and women, and any cultivator could see that they were glowing with Primordial Spirit Light, clearly all Primordial Spirit True Men.

"You really think highly of me, all the notable Primordial Spirit True Men of Great Chen have gathered!" Xue Wuyi laughed, displaying not a trace of fear on his face.

The leading elder, however, frowned. Several of them had secretly allied to capture Xue Wuyi in one fell swoop, yet this demon lord showed no fear. Knowing the sinister nature of Xue Wuyi's spells, he heightened his vigilance.

"But this suits me fine, saves me the trouble of finding you one by one. Once I finish with you, the Cultivation Realm of Great Chen will be at my beck and call!" Xue Wuyi laughed heartily.

The originally verdant land suddenly turned blood-red, the surrounding vegetation began to wither, and the red area enlarged and deepened quickly. In no time, a sea of blood appeared beneath everyone's feet.

"How many people died to create such a terrible sea of blood, Xue Wuyi, you are truly heartless and mad," a woman angrily said.

"I hate the faces of you so-called righteous sects the most. Let's see the truth in action!"

Instantly, the sea of blood churned up waves, and a thick stench of blood shot into the sky. Everyone frowned, realizing that their mana seemed a bit sluggish, knowing it was Xue Wuyi's doing.

The light of the Primordial Spirit brightened the earth, suppressing the turbulent sea of blood. Sword light, spells, talismans, and magical treasures bombarded towards Xue Wuyi all at once.

The blood waves tumbled and transformed into a crimson barrier, blocking everyone's attacks, while the filthy blood excelled in corrupting people's magical treasures. Several of them carelessly had their treasures contaminated, significantly weakening their power.

"This demon lord's techniques are perverse; don't get entangled with him. We should quickly finish this," Liu Ruoxu shouted.

Sword Intent swept across heaven and earth, cleaving the sea of blood apart and charging straight towards Xue Wuyi, while the others, not to be outdone, also employed their most powerful moves they had kept in reserve.

Xue Wuyi used the sea of blood to block the attacks, but at this moment, with everyone attacking relentlessly and sparing no secret techniques, his situation became perilous.

"Won't you make your move?" At this critical moment, Xue Wuyi suddenly shouted.

A shadow arrived in response to the call and instantaneously stormed into the battlefield. A massive werewolf appeared with a resounding roar that echoed through the heavens and the earth, startling several Primordial Spirit True Men. The Human Immortal Dao indeed utilizes the physical body as the foundation of their power, resulting in great mana but somewhat frail bodies.

"Xu Jianglin, how are you here!" The group was shocked. These two were clearly enemies, yet for some reason, they had now joined forces.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Surprised, aren't you? Although I dislike Xue Wuyi, I have no fondness for you righteous sects either. Now that Xue Wuyi has promised to leave Zhongzhou to me if I help him."

The crowd suddenly realized they had been blinded, only now recalling that Xue Wuyi had always remained behind the scenes. For him, the Fortune and Destiny of the Human Path was not a necessity; on the contrary, destroying the Great Chen Cultivation Realm suited his desires more.

At that moment, as Xu Jianglin transformed into a werewolf and charged into the fray, he relied on his robust body to withstand the attacks, tearing an old man to shreds in an instant, his blood flying everywhere.

"How is this possible? How has Xu Jianglin's strength increased so rapidly?" The remaining people were shocked, as Xu Jianglin did not possess such power during his recent battle with Xu Ziming.

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Xu Jianglin himself had only recently noticed this; as the number of werewolves under his command increased, his strength grew. An unseen divine force from the heavens and earth seemed to descend upon him, changing his abilities drastically day by day.

What he didn't know was that he had unwittingly created werewolves, seen by the heavens and earth as a sub-species of the human race. As the origin of their bloodline, Xu Jianglin had unknowingly become the progenitor of a race. There was a Fortune and Destiny naturally bestowed upon him from the cosmos.

Each additional werewolf under his command strengthened this Fortune and Destiny, which was why Xue Wuyi ceased his struggle against him and instead formed an alliance.

Following the elder's death, Xue Wuyi's perilous situation was immediately resolved. The previously suppressed Sea of Blood surged once more, accidentally engulfing a woman who was instantly corroded by the Sea of Blood, leaving behind nothing but a white skeleton.

The remaining people felt an instant fear. The situation was extremely unfavorable for them; any small misstep against the alliance of two powerful demons could lead to their complete destruction.

Suddenly, a Treasure Vase appeared in the sky, its light stabilizing the turbulent Sea of Blood.

A voice echoed from a distance, "Xue Wuyi, let us settle our fate today."

No sooner had the voice faded than a Scholar appeared in the middle of the battlefield—it was Lu Yu, rushing over from the Underworld, recognized by the crowd as the master who had appeared in Fengjing, immediately relieving their anxiety.

Xue Wuyi frowned deeply as he carefully observed Lu Yu. He didn't recall ever offending such a distinguished figure, who now controlled the Sea of Blood with a vase suspended in mid-air.

"It's been many years since our parting in Wan City, it seems the Blood Cult Leader indeed forgets his debts." Lu Yu said.

Only then did Xue Wuyi remember that the Scholar who Liu Peiran had protected behind him was none other than the man before him.

Thinking how this once un-cultivatable Scholar, who knew only minor tricks, had acquired such immense strength in such a short time while Xue Wuyi, despite all his scheming and the selling of his soul, could not match this young man, filled his heart with bitterness and envy.

"So it's you. You believe you've already defeated me," Xue Wuyi said with a fierce look on his face.

Suddenly, he waved his hand, and a large group of famished people rushed out from the depths of the Sea of Blood. Each had a parched countenance with eyes emitting a strange blood light and mouths emitting beast-like growls, akin to walking corpses, charging at Lu Yu.