Hunting God Era

Chapter 224 Sacrificial Relics and Wilderness Overlord
The man with the shaved head was terrified. The man in front of him was not only unharmed when faced with his divine weapon attack, but even had the energy to comment.

It's like commenting on a child learning martial arts—leisurely and carefree, posing no threat whatsoever.

Five Realms?

No, those in the Fifth Realm cannot leave. Even if they were to leave, the price they would pay would be extremely high, and they would be unable to conceal their aura.

He couldn't discern the cultivation level of the person before him, but no matter what, he was at most only at the fourth level!
He knew all the four realm experts from Japan, but this person wasn't from Japan; he had an Eastern face.
China has made its move?!

No matter what, I have to make sure I'm alive!

The man with the shaved head roared and pushed the divine short sword in his hand to its limit. The projection behind him instantly shrank, and the raging ocean, the howling shadow of the eight-headed serpent, and the phantom of the ancient shrine all merged into the short sword to kill you.

Boom!

The short sword transformed into a beam of azure light that pierced through the heavens and earth, falling like lightning, as if splitting mountains and cleaving seas, even tearing space itself, carrying all his cultivation and the power of all the divine artifacts he could mobilize, and slashed down at Li Ye!

The space groaned under the strain, the light was completely distorted and swallowed up, and the entire castle tower shook violently under this force, as if it were about to disintegrate at any moment.

Li Ye's expression remained unchanged; he simply raised his hand.

The movements were casual, as if brushing dust off one's shoulders.

There was no earth-shattering light, no devastating energy fluctuations.

Only a hazy, seemingly ordinary glimmer of light flashed and disappeared from his fingertips.

Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.

The overwhelmingly powerful thunderous strike suddenly froze when it was still several feet away from Li Ye's brow.

Click!

A soft, crisp sound, like glass shattering, rang clearly in the man's ears.

In the reflection of his pupils, which suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead, the attack that had gathered all his power shattered like a fine piece of porcelain.

There was no explosion, no shockwave.

break down.

The lightning was completely decomposed into its most primitive energy particles, which then dissipated into the air without leaving even a ripple.

Like fireworks that have faded away.

"puff!"

The backlash from the instantaneous disintegration of his power far exceeded the man's imagination. It was as if he had been struck by billions of thunderbolts at once. His bones made a series of loud cracking sounds, and blood gushed from his mouth like it was free, even containing fragments of his internal organs.

The ancient dagger in his hand clattered to the ground, its azure divine light completely extinguished, and his entire body deflated instantly like a punctured balloon.

He seemed to have his spine removed, collapsing to the ground, his face ashen, his breath barely a whisper.

"Oh? Not dead yet?"

Li Ye lowered his fingers and smiled faintly: "Not bad. You survived one of my attacks. Among the Four Realms, you can be considered an elite."

He used his own supernatural power, 'Life and Death', combined with the Ruyi Power. When restrained to the extreme, it could shatter all power, including this person. Although the main body was not him, the accompanying power should have been enough to strangle the person.

It's really good that this guy survived.

But we've come this far.

"What...what is your purpose?" the man with the shaved head stammered. "Spare me...spare my life, I can surrender, I can..."

You're unlucky.

Li Ye casually pointed at him, and the man with the shaved head froze, his entire body turning into particles and dissipating.

"I've already chosen someone, so I don't need you anymore."

If he hadn't found Guren, he might have had to deal with the Shimazu clan alone. If someone surrendered to him at that point, he would definitely have accepted.

It doesn't matter who we use, but since we already have one person, there's no need for a second person on East Island.

According to his plan, there would be one island in the east, one island in the south, one in the Kanto region of mainland Japan, and one in the Kansai region.

Four spokespeople are enough to attract enough attention; the rest will follow these four and build their own careers.

There are always those ambitious people who, unlike Honglian, are unwilling to take advantage of the chaos.

As long as a group is formed, there will definitely be people who can join; it works everywhere.

Inside the castle tower, with the death of the man with the slicked-back hair, the surroundings became completely silent. Apart from Guren, only Li Ye and Erica were there.

Honglian trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but Li Ye waved his hand and said, "You can't handle this place. You should rest and recuperate. However, cultivation is too slow for you. That knife is quite good; it's a valuable magic weapon, so I'll give it to you."

"Yes"

Honglian lowered his head in shame. He had thought he could use the chains to fight his enemies, but he found that while the chains were useful, it depended on who used them. His current cultivation level was too low, and if a master was on guard, he would be helpless and would be at a disadvantage.

If Li Ye hadn't arrived, he probably would have died here.

These historically significant families are not comparable to shrines and temples; we must be extra careful in the future.

Li Ye stepped forward, crossing the spot where the man with the crescent-shaped hair had turned to dust, and walked towards a seemingly ordinary wall deep within the main hall, which was actually covered with intricate and hidden barriers.

Honglian struggled to keep up, but was held up by an invisible, gentle force.

"Get some rest. The rest is none of your business. The Primordial Beginning inside is what I need to do."

After saying a sentence, Li Ye moved forward a little.

"break."

A soft sound, like glass shattering.

The walls collapsed and vanished silently, revealing a deep, swirling spatial vortex behind them.

An aura far more ancient and violent than that of the man with the shaved head activating the divine artifact erupted from the vortex like a ferocious beast that had been imprisoned for ten thousand years breaking free of its shackles.

This aura carried the salty, pungent, and icy scent of the deep sea, the destructive will of a storm sweeping across the land, the resentment and madness of a bloody sacrifice, and even more so, a chaotic and primal majesty.

It was not pure holiness, but rather like the storm itself, a savage force where destruction and life coexisted, chaos and order intertwined.

Beyond the vortex lies the Primordial Demon Realm.

"It's quite a large operation. After so many years, it seems they've cultivated something extraordinary. I'm leaving."

Without hesitation, Li Ye stepped into the chaotic spatial vortex.

Erica followed closely behind, her figure disappearing into it. With one step, the world changed abruptly.

What greeted them was not the darkness or distorted space they had expected, but a wild, broken, yet magnificent and bizarre scene that defied description.

Before me lay an endless sea of ​​black reefs. These reefs were not formed naturally, but rather seemed to be a collection of countless broken and twisted giant swords, spears, shipwrecks, and fossilized bones of some enormous creature.

They are rugged and ferocious, sharp as spears, and stand tens or even hundreds of feet tall, forming a dense forest of swords that stretches as far as the eye can see.

The surface of the reef is covered with traces of wind and water erosion, shimmering with a dark metallic luster, like a broken weapons graveyard.

Between the crevices of the rocky forest lies a bottomless, dark canyon, where not silence reigns, but a relentless, raging wind blows.

The wind was not colorless, but rather a murky yellow-purple-gray, with visible wind blades whistling and swirling within it, emitting a sound like the howling and roaring of countless wronged souls.

These places resembled broken earth, with ground even forming on the rocks, and dark red springs gushing out with a pungent smell of sulfur and blood, like pools of water.

The pool water was boiling and churning, emitting highly toxic steam, and thick white salt crystals had solidified on the edge of the pool, like frozen waves.

There were no sun, moon, or stars in the sky, only thick, swirling, reddish-brown clouds that seemed impossible to disperse.

The clouds hung extremely low, seemingly within reach, and every now and then, thick, purplish-black lightning bolts pierced through the clouds, tearing apart the dim sky, accompanied by deafening thunderclaps that sounded like the shattering of a heavenly drum.

"Sword Forest, Storm, Salt Lake, Blood Spring."

After glancing at it, Li Ye smiled slightly: "What a fine place to restore. It should be a place for Susanoo to expand and worship."

Susanoo severed the Yamata no Orochi, its head separated from its scales, which then became the Sword Forest Reef.

Storm is a power of Susanoo, the storm god.

The Salt Lake Blood Spring is likely a reflection of the legendary "eight salts to make wine".

It is definitely related to the beginning of Susanoo.

"Li Ye."

At that moment, Erica's expression turned solemn, her honey-colored skin tense, as she instinctively sensed the extreme danger lurking in this land.

The decaying air, the raging energy, and the omnipresent malice here far surpassed any demonic realm she had ever experienced.

She watched warily as the clouds rolled and the canyons deepened.

At the same time, a cold, stiff, yet majestic voice, as if emanating from the depths of this shattered land, resounded throughout the entire Primordial Era.

"Who has trespassed into the resting place of Susanoo?"

The moment the voice fell, the largest pool in front of them, the Eight Salt Pool, suddenly churned violently!
The thick, foul-smelling pool of blood was like boiling water, with numerous bubbles bursting and releasing nauseatingly toxic steam.

In the pool, a huge human figure, made up of countless black rocks, solidified salt blocks, and tangled dark red vines, slowly rose up!

Its body was as large as a hill, and its shape was extremely twisted and bizarre. Its head was not a human head, but a huge, cracked bronze wine vessel. The mouth of the vessel was like a roaring maw, and the inside was filled with scarlet liquid. In the eye sockets were two huge gems burning with ghostly blue soul fire, like ghost eyes.

Its torso was forged from countless broken giant swords, spears, and axes, with dark red magma flowing between the gaps, and its surface was covered with thick white salt crystal armor.

One arm resembled a twisted, giant anchor, covered in rust, with a sharp barb at the end.

The other arm was entirely composed of violent, solidified, turbid gales, with wind blades whistling and tearing through the air.

Its lower body was submerged in a pool of blood, composed of countless enormous, sucker-covered, purplish-black octopus tentacles, covered with distorted human face reliefs, emitting silent wails.

"amazing!"

Upon seeing this, Li Ye couldn't help but exclaim, "No wonder this place has been around for thousands of years, even longer. Humans and demons have merged and actively integrated into the demons, becoming one with them. You are truly amazing!"

At a glance, he could tell that this demon was just like the Heart Demon Jade Egg from before, but the difference was that this was not a demon possessing a physical body, but rather a fusion of the two.

This thing has a human aura, but not much of it anymore. It mainly absorbed the power of demons and monsters; it is not only human but also a demon.

Those who cultivate themselves to the point of ruining their minds are engaging in heretical practices that attempt to become gods.

"My name is Sihai Huangba Tu!"

The wine vessel opened and closed its massive mouth, dripping murky blood wine with a metallic scraping sound.

"No one other than a member of the Shimazu bloodline is allowed to enter!"

It suddenly waved its hand, and a terrifying aura, powerful enough to tear apart space and freeze souls, instantly locked onto the two of them.

At the same time, the arm made of gale-force winds also emitted a destructive storm compressed from billions of wind blades.

Countless octopus tentacles burst forth from the blood pool, carrying foul, corrosive energy and piercing shrieks, as they swarmed towards them.

"That's interesting, but you'll never become a god; you'll just be a demon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray aura around Li Ye suddenly surged!
The destructive storm that howled in and the filthy tentacles that entangled it were blocked the moment they touched the arc.

Chi Chi Chi!
A piercing melting sound rang out, and the violent wind blades, like ice and snow thrown into a furnace, quickly disintegrated and vanished. Countless tentacles were also broken off inch by inch, and the filthy curse energy was directly purified into nothingness by the gray light. The remaining limbs fell helplessly, crashing onto the reef and turning into black smoke.

This demon's attacks also carried the power of curses.

However, under the power of authority, everything is meaningless.

Li Ye drew his sword. "Judging from your appearance, you must have sacrificed to many people. I originally thought that the Pan Demon was constantly being reborn after its death, but now I'm wrong. This isn't re-creation; this is continuous sacrifice."

If you look closely at those faces, you'll find they resemble the man with the shaved head from before; each one is lifelike, and you can clearly see their features.

This was not a simple artificial fusion; there were subsequent rituals performed using the bloodline of the Shimazu family.

What are we supposed to do?
Forcibly binding demons together and then creating demons with bloodlines, or...
"Family ascension?"

Li Ye asked in surprise, "It's not even a primordial ascension, but an ascension limited to one bloodline, and not only an ascension, but also aspiring to godhood."

Demons with divine attributes exist all over the world. Some, like those in China, are eradicated as soon as they are discovered. Others, like those in the Star Ring Federation, are explored for potential experiments. Still others, like those in Japan, are worshipped and coveted for this power.

The fact that the Locust God Cult has spread all over the world seems to be no coincidence, but rather to conform to the cultivation laws of this world.

But the Shimazu family went even further. While others borrowed the power of demons, this family went far beyond that; they were attempting to become gods.

Li Ye didn't know if there was a true God in the world; he had never encountered one.

What the Shimazu family is trying to do now is possibly replace the true god and ascend to godhood themselves.

Everything in this primordial land is related to Susanoo, and this demon is like a piece of fabric, forcibly stitching together the primordial power.

"Nice idea, good strategy. If you can't ascend from the Primordial stage, just ascend from your bloodline. The smaller the unit, the easier it is to ascend, right?"

Li Ye gripped the Heaven-Slaying Blade tightly and slashed in that direction. "Unfortunately, it's not strong enough. Let me see how much you can connect with, and whether you can grant me authority!"

(End of this chapter)