I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

Within the realm of the God of Slaughter, all things wither and decay.

The Seventh Protector's face, hidden beneath the mask, had long since lost all color.

Looking at the world before him, a world made up of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and feeling the extreme killing intent that permeated his very soul, he felt as if he had fallen into the deepest nightmare.

escape!

We must escape!

He bit his tongue hard, and the sharp pain brought him back a sliver of clarity from his boundless fear.

"The landscape is shrouded in mist and rain!"

With a sharp shout, he frantically formed hand seals, unleashing all the power within him without reservation.

In an instant, the space around him began to distort, and a scroll woven from endless black mist and strange runes slowly unfolded behind him.

Within the painting, there is a lone boat, an old man in a straw raincoat, a cold river, and lingering snow. The artistic conception seems lofty and solitary, but in reality, every stroke contains extreme killing intent and the power of sealing.

This is the secret of the Misty Rain Pavilion, the nascent stage of its domain!

However, this domain, which was enough to make even the strongest of the same level despair, seemed so laughable in the face of Blood Floating Pagoda's God of Slaughter Domain.

The scroll of black mist had just been unfurled when it was riddled with holes by the omnipresent blood-red killing intent, hissing and crackling as it melted rapidly like thin ice being baked by the scorching sun.

"puff!"

With his domain broken, the Seventh Protector felt as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The last glimmer of hope in his eyes was completely shattered.

At this critical moment between life and death, he suddenly pulled out an ancient jade slip that was completely black and engraved with intricate patterns from his bosom, and without the slightest hesitation, crushed it on the spot!

"Great Protector, save me!"

hum-

The jade slip shattered, and an incredibly solid divine soul, radiating a terrifying pressure far exceeding the limits of this realm, burst forth from it, instantly coalescing into a figure also clad in black robes, but whose aura was a hundred times more terrifying than that of the Seventh Protector.

As soon as the figure appeared, its gaze locked onto Xue Futu, and its voice carried a condescending scrutiny and questioning tone.

"Who are you? And why do you oppose my Misty Rain Pavilion?"

Blood Buddha didn't even bother to look at him properly, and just casually picked at his ear with his little finger.

"Yanyu Tower?"

He blew away non-existent dust from his fingertips and spoke in a casual tone, as if discussing the weather.

"Oh, I remember now, a rat's nest that hides in the gutter. Pretty clever, huh?"

His mind clearly paused, as if he had never imagined that anyone would dare to use such a tone to describe Yanyu Tower.

"You have quite the arrogance!"

"It's not like I haven't killed people from your Misty Rain Pavilion before." Blood Buddha finally raised his eyelids, and his empty eyes made the Great Protector's soul tremble.

"I remember there was this guy named Yan Yusheng who was so reckless back then that he took a job assassinating me. Well, I accidentally crushed him to death."

Xue Futu twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, and smiled like an innocent child.

"If it weren't for the fact that you rats are so good at digging holes and hiding, I would have just wiped out your whole nest back then if I was in a good mood."

Misty rain arises!

These three words, like a bolt of divine thunder from the heavens, struck the Great Protector's soul and mind!

Yan Yusheng! That's the younger brother of the Lord of Yan Yu Tower! He was one of the top three assassins on the ancient assassin list! His assassination skills were unparalleled, and he once struck fear into the hearts of countless holy land lords!

But this legendary killing god mysteriously disappeared after a mission, leaving no trace of his life or death, becoming one of the biggest unsolved mysteries in the history of Yanyu Tower!

So that's why... that's why she died at the hands of this man!

He was... accidentally crushed to death?!

A terrifyingly taboo name, almost buried by the dust of time, suddenly surfaced from the deepest part of his memory!

The spirit and consciousness trembled violently, and even the voice changed tone, filled with uncontrollable horror.

"You...you are...Blood Buddha!!!"

"You got it right."

Blood Buddha snapped his fingers.

"Unfortunately, no prize."

The moment he finished speaking, he moved.

With just one simple step, his figure vanished from the spot.

"No!"

The Great Protector's soul let out a desperate roar and turned to flee.

However, a hand had already passed through his chest from behind.

The figure of Blood Buddha slowly emerged, and there wasn't even a trace of energy fluctuation on his palm.

"Go back and tell your landlord to wash his neck clean and wait at home."

"Soon, I will personally go to his door and take his dog's life."

After saying that, he gently clenched his fist.

boom.

That incomparably powerful divine soul of the Great Protector, capable of running rampant in the lower realm, burst like a fragile bubble, turning into countless specks of light and vanishing without a trace.

……

Meanwhile, in the celestial realm, somewhere unknown.

Inside a colossal tower, entirely forged from dark divine iron, suspended in the endless dark void.

A black-robed man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes!

"puff--!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out uncontrollably, staining the ground in front of him red.

"Great Protector!"

Several black-robed figures with equally unfathomable auras were shocked upon seeing this and quickly stepped forward.

The black-robed man, known as the Great Protector, waved his hand, indicating that he was unharmed. He raised his head, and his face, hidden in the shadows, was filled with unprecedented horror and fear.

"It's him..."

"He's still alive..."

"Blood Buddha... that god of death, he's still alive!"

His voice was hoarse, like a dream, yet it sent chills down the spines of everyone present!

"Quickly! Report to the Lord immediately! At all costs, block all news related to the lower realm! Hurry!"

……

In the celestial realm, another star field is shrouded in celestial mist and filled with auspicious energy.

Inside an ancient, magnificent palace, resembling a celestial palace.

"Click."

A crisp cracking sound rang clearly in the ears of the elder in charge of guarding the soul lamp deep within the main hall.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the sound, and froze on the spot.

Among the row of soul lamps placed on the top shelf, representing the core direct descendants of the family, the one belonging to the Third Young Master Qi Hao had been completely extinguished at some point, leaving only a wisp of smoke rising gently.

"The Third Young Master's soul lamp has gone out?!"

"Quickly! Go and report to the head of the family! Something terrible has happened!"

……

Alchemists Association, Kaiyang Branch.

When the soul tablet left by Dan Yunzi in the branch shattered into dust without warning, the entire branch fell into complete silence, followed by overwhelming shock and fear.

……

The lower realm, Kyushu City.

The figure of Xue Futu slowly walked back to the blood-red ancient coffin and lay down again, as if the peerless killing god who had just killed three powerful beings from the upper realm with a flick of his finger and stirred up the winds and clouds of the heavens was just an illusion for everyone.

"This is boring. A bunch of useless trash. They're not even good enough to warm me up."

He curled his lip in disdain, his voice echoing in Chu Feng's mind.

"Kid, if you encounter this kind of trash again, don't bother me."

After saying that, the coffin lid slowly closed, and the killing intent that was enough to freeze one's soul vanished without a trace.

Chu Feng stood there, speechless for a long time.

Looking at the coffin that had returned to its ordinary appearance, a storm raged within him.

Is this... the power of a god of death?

With a casual strike, he annihilated a powerful being from the upper realm.

His words carried weight and law, striking fear into the hearts of even the most aloof and powerful immortal families and assassin organizations.

This is the true power that stands at the pinnacle of all realms!

Chu Feng clenched his fist, his eyes flashing with an unprecedented divine light.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and with a sway of his body, returned to the secret room of the Qian family mansion.

He was stunned as soon as he entered the door.

On the warm jade bed, Qian Linglong, who had been closed-eyed and in a deep state of awakening, had opened her eyes at some point.

Those were such clear, such pure eyes.

It seems to contain the most primordial secrets of life from the beginning of time, untouched by any trace of worldly vulgarity.

At this moment, those eyes were quietly meeting Chu Feng's gaze.