Swallowing the Stars: Heart of the Martial God

Chapter 67 Immortal Temple
After the black-robed world lord left, Ling Xuan returned to his cave to cultivate.

"As expected, they came to investigate the death of that thunderstorm. However, they shouldn't suspect me. No normal person would think that a universe-level being could kill a world lord single-handedly, even if it was a sneak attack." Ling Xuan felt much more at ease.

"Continue to monitor the movements of this Realm Lord team. Under no circumstances should they be allowed to get close to Li Shuang and the others. Report back to me immediately if they are within three million kilometers of them."

"Yes, Master."

Ling Xuan continued his secluded cultivation.

This squad of realm lords did not approach Feng Lishuang and her group.

They searched by tracking traces, using technological detectors, which were even less advanced than the ones used by Feng Lishuang and her group.

Ling Xuan flew to the clouds in a spaceship to bring the three women back from the outside world, and there was no trace of him going deep into the ruins of the ancient god.

The team searched for another three years but still couldn't find any trace of the killer.

"Benqi, come out and return to the temple with me." The voice of the black-robed world lord pierced through the thick stone walls of the cave and reached Ling Xuan's ears.

Ling Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, but remained outwardly calm. He quickly sent an email to Feng Lishuang and the others, briefly explaining that he was going to the Immortal Temple. Then, he straightened his clothes and strode out of the cave.

The two traversed the intricate valleys of the ancient god's ruins. After a short while, a wide canyon appeared ahead, with a rushing river of lava at the bottom. The scalding lava, like a boiling sea of ​​blood, surged and roared, radiating intense heat that distorted the surrounding air.

Six figures with considerable auras stood in the center below.

The black-robed world lord led Ling Xuan forward and respectfully greeted the red-robed figure at the head of the group, "Captain."

The red-robed realm lord shifted his gaze from the black-robed realm lord to Ling Xuan, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, and asked, "Naro, what is this?"

Naro, the black-robed world lord, stood up and introduced with a smile: "This is Cao Benqi, a peerless genius I discovered during my search. At that time, I followed the trail and found that this little guy was cultivating in a pit with extremely heavy malevolent energy, a place that even world-class cultivators would have to be cautious about."

At first, I thought he had gone mad, but observing his calm and composed demeanor, I went to his cave and inquired about him. I was surprised to find that he was an unparalleled genius who had never received training from any major power. Therefore, I decided to take him back to the temple and entrust him to the gods for proper nurturing.

Upon hearing this, the red-robed realm lord's gaze sharpened like lightning as he stared intently at Ling Xuan, his face full of suspicion. His piercing eyes seemed to see right through him as he said in a deep voice, "Do you think it's possible for someone at the Cloud Realm level, who has never been nurtured by any major power, to cultivate amidst the malevolent energy that even world-class experts treat with utmost caution?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other five realm lords instantly understood and tacitly surrounded Ling Xuan, their world power surging around them, ready to unleash a thunderous attack at the red-robed realm lord's command.

"What are you saying, sir?" Ling Xuan asked, looking puzzled and innocent. "Could it be that I'm not a Cloud-level expert, but a World-level expert?"

"You are indeed at the Cloud Realm level, but you come from beyond the heavens, don't you?" the red-robed realm lord said coldly, his voice carrying a hint of chill.

At this moment, even Naro, the black-robed world lord who had brought Ling Xuan along, unconsciously surrounded them.

In the Blood Luo World, everyone has only one attitude towards those from beyond the heavens: kill them without mercy.

But deep down, Naro didn't want Ling Xuan to be an outsider. After all, such a talented young man would surely shine if properly nurtured.

"Your Honor, I'm innocent!" Ling Xuan feigned a great injustice, but inwardly he was trying to persuade others, "How could I be an outsider?"

“Yes, sir, Cao Benqi has already fused four Blood Crystals at the Cloud Realm level. How could he be an extraterrestrial?” Naro cautiously added from the side.

In his view, someone who could fuse four Blood Crystals without undergoing the baptism of the Blood God Temple was destined to become a Black Warrior once he received the baptism. It would be a great pity to kill such a genius by mistake. Upon hearing this, the Red-Robed Realm Lord's expression also became solemn.

He had initially guessed that Ling Xuan was a genius from outer space who had come to train, but if he had mistakenly killed a genius at the Cloud Realm level who could fuse four Blood Crystals, it would be a grave sin.

The Immortal Temple will definitely investigate any genius who is compatible with the Blood Crystal and has the potential to become a Black Warrior. In that case, it won't just be him who suffers; his entire family will be slaughtered to appease the Immortal Temple's wrath.

The fact that a Cloud-level cultivator can fuse four Blood Crystals speaks volumes. Just look at the fact that even a powerful cultivator at the peak of the Realm Lord level, nurtured by the Immortal Temple, could fuse nine Blood Crystals and was hailed as a genius of billions of years.

The red-robed realm lord stared intently at Ling Xuan, attempting to use his realm lord-level consciousness pressure and powerful strength to force Ling Xuan to reveal his true colors.

However, Ling Xuan was confident and would not be intimidated by the other party.
The Red-Robed Realm Lord also had reservations and dared not rashly search Ling Xuan's soul. If the soul search caused damage to the soul of a future Black Warrior, his clan would also be purged by the Immortal Temple.

After a brief standoff, the red-robed realm lord finally spoke: "Very well, I will believe you are not from beyond the heavens. Let's go back to the temple and let the gods decide."

In his view, even if a mere Cloud-level being is truly from beyond the heavens, he wouldn't be able to cause any trouble once he arrives at the Immortal Temple.

"My lord, I am truly... truly not from beyond the heavens." Ling Xuan looked aggrieved, and his superb acting skills almost made even the red-robed world lord believe it.

He can be said to have truly inherited the teachings of his mentor.

"Your opinion doesn't count. Once we reach the temple, the gods will discern the truth." The red-robed master said with a stern face, then turned and flew away into the distance.

The five black-robed realm lords quickly followed, while Ling Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed at the back of the group.

"Benqi, I'll take you flying. As long as the gods confirm that you're not from outer space, you'll definitely receive the best training." Naro came to Ling Xuan's side, smiling as he used the power of the world to lift Ling Xuan up and catch up with the group ahead.

Along the way, the direction of the procession was very strange, sometimes heading south, sometimes east, and sometimes turning back to the north.

Without exception, the concentration of malevolent energy on this road was extremely low, as if it were a specially opened safe passage.

Ling Xuan secretly estimated that even a typical cosmic-level being could pass through smoothly as long as they followed the correct path.

During the flight, the surrounding scenery kept changing.

Sometimes they passed through a desolate Gobi Desert, the ground covered with sharp pebbles, exuding a chilling aura under the shroud of blood mist; other times they passed through a misty forest, where the trees were tall and thick, with lush foliage, but none of the leaves were normal green, all were a strange blood red, the branches twisted and intertwined, like ferocious giant pythons.

After flying for about a day, the view ahead suddenly opened up, and the blood mist that had been lingering around us suddenly disappeared. Looking up, we saw a bright and clear sky.

The sunlight streaming down gave Ling Xuan a feeling of seeing the light of day again.

Within a radius of tens of millions of kilometers, there are 10081 vortexes of malevolent energy. The originally omnipresent blood mist was attracted to these vortexes. At the center of these 10081 vortexes is an ancient temple covering an area of ​​about one million kilometers, composed entirely of black and red.

"We've arrived. This is the Immortal Temple, the true holy land of the entire continent." Naro remained enthusiastic. For him, as long as he was certain that Ling Xuan was not from outer space, he could gain a large amount of contribution points.

Even if Ling Xuan is truly an alien, he can still gain a considerable reward for discovering and bringing back this genius, so he won't lose out either way.

(End of this chapter)