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The crisp, resounding slaps echoed across the faces of all the cultivators, clearly reverberating above the sea of ​​blood.

Bu Chuan Ku Cha's cheeks flushed instantly, his eyes blazed with anger and murderous intent, and his spiritual energy fluctuated violently. He almost lost his temper and stood up to confront the enemy.

The meticulous and calm Fukawa Naoshi, standing beside her, quickly reached out and grabbed his sister tightly, secretly giving her a restrained look, forcibly suppressing her anger and preventing a conflict from breaking out with a Saint Realm expert on the spot.

The other celestial cultivators remained silent, even though they were publicly humiliated and resentful, they could only force themselves to endure it and dared not do anything disobedient.

Dor's face turned ashen, and he was about to speak again and reprimand the man sternly when an even more terrifying change suddenly occurred.

Glug, glug—

The entire blood-red sea below was violently boiling and churning, with countless fist-sized scarlet bubbles surging and bursting from the deep seabed, causing the malevolent aura of the entire sea area to surge wildly.

Within a few short breaths, hundreds of powerful and ferocious beast auras rose simultaneously from beneath the sea, spanning tens of thousands of miles. Each aura was no weaker than that of a Celestial God Realm cultivator, and they densely packed together, layer upon layer, completely surrounding everyone.

At this moment, everyone fully understood the root of Dor and the other two's rage, and also deeply understood the terror of the Blood Sea Taboo!

The ferocity and killing energy released from the battle as everyone fought and slew the shark just now completely ignited the bloody killing intent.

From the moment the giant shark fell to the moment the ferocious beasts gathered, only about twenty breaths had passed, yet hundreds of top-tier ferocious beasts had already surrounded them. If given any more time, the ferocious beasts that followed would only become more terrifying, and everyone would surely perish in a sea of ​​blood, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Upon thinking of this, all the cultivators felt a chill run through their bodies and their hearts turned cold, no longer daring to harbor any illusions.

A menacing aura filled the sky, with hundreds of ferocious beasts lurking beneath the sea, watching intently and poised to strike. The entire world was completely enveloped by a bloodthirsty killing intent.

Dor coldly swept his gaze over the trembling, terrified group of cultivators, his face icy and devoid of pity. He snorted and said, "You created this mess yourself, so you will have to bear the consequences and settle them yourselves."

"If you are lucky enough to survive this sea of ​​blood and reach the land at the end, the three of us will wait for you here for a day. If you do not arrive within that time, it will be considered that you have voluntarily given up the opportunity of the secret realm, and you will fend for yourselves!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dor waved his hand, and three ancient jade slips flew out and landed precisely in front of Su Mu, Yu Sheng, and Bu Chuan Nai Zhao, covering all the survivors.

After doing all this, Dor, Xiu Dun, and Qiao Lang exchanged glances. Without saying a word, their minds were in sync. The three Saint Realm figures simultaneously took to the air and sped off into the distant sky, disappearing in an instant at the edge of the blood-red horizon.

Su Mu raised his hand to catch the jade slip, and immersed his mind in it, using his soul power to quickly explore it.

Inside the jade slip was a complete topographical map of the entire Blood Sea, clearly marking the dangerous forbidden areas, resource points, and the precise location of the end of the Blood Sea. It was the only thing they could rely on to survive at the moment.

Withdrawing his soul perception, Su Mu's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked in the direction where the three Saint Realm experts had departed, a deep sense of doubt rising in his heart.

The three clearly left a route to the end of the sea of ​​blood for everyone, but the direction they retreated from was completely opposite to the intended destination.

If the three were simply afraid of the massive beast tide and unwilling to stay to protect cannon fodder and risk their own safety, they should have headed straight for the end of the sea of ​​blood and evacuated in advance to avoid danger.

But they chose a completely different, unknown path.

There is only one answer—that unknown airspace must hold a top-secret opportunity that no one knows about, a treasure that even Saint Realm experts would covet!

Su Mu's mind stirred slightly, and the idea of ​​following and investigating instantly sprouted in his heart.

Just as he was secretly weighing the pros and cons, Yu Sheng beside him lowered his voice and cursed in a low voice, filled with resentment and unwillingness: "These old foxes are extremely selfish! They threw us into the beast tide to die, while they secretly went to search for treasures. They are utterly shameless!"

Yu Sheng's voice was extremely low, but everyone present was a god or god-king, whose five senses far surpassed those of ordinary people. They could detect even the fluttering of a mosquito's wings within a thousand miles, so this whisper naturally reached Su Mu's ears without missing a single word.

Upon hearing this, a burning light instantly shone in Su Mu's eyes.

A treasure that could make three Saint Realm experts disregard their status, abandon cannon fodder, and rush alone to fight for must be an earth-shattering treasure, absolutely worth the risk!

Moreover, such a place of opportunity, powerful enough to shake the Holy Realm, must be guarded by top-tier ferocious beasts and extremely dangerous. If the three of them go together, they may not be able to succeed easily; they will most likely be caught in a fierce battle and suffer heavy losses.

That will be the perfect opportunity for me to take advantage of the chaos and reap the benefits!

Adhering to the prudent principles of picking up what can be picked up, knowing when to stop, and immediately withdrawing if things go wrong, Su Mu made up his mind in an instant.

Above the sea of ​​blood, everyone was filled with panic and fled in all directions.

Yu Sheng took the lead and fled in a direction at high speed. The other cultivators also knew that disaster was imminent, so they scattered and fled in all directions to find a way to survive. No one cared about the safety of their companions anymore.

Su Mu's mind stirred slightly, and he signaled the Apocalypse Puppet to follow him closely. They then chose a secluded area in the air and calmly withdrew.

The Heavenly Revelation Puppet's extreme speed was already comparable to that of an early-stage Saint Realm expert, while Su Mu, wearing the Imperial Sky-Stepping Boots, possessed a speed and agility surpassing even ordinary early-stage Saint Realm experts. When it came to escaping for their lives, no one in the entire arena could match them.

The ferocious beasts that were chasing from behind initially followed closely, but in a short time, they were left further and further behind by Su Mu and his companion. In the end, they gave up the pursuit and turned to attack the other slow-moving Celestial God cultivators.

After successfully escaping the entanglement of the ferocious beast and flying into a safe airspace tens of thousands of miles away, Su Mu was no longer in a hurry to escape. He quietly changed direction with the Apocalypse Puppet, concealed his aura, and cautiously followed and investigated the airspace where the three Saint Realm experts had left.

The man and his puppet sped across the vast Blood Sea territory, and finally, they could faintly hear the roar of intense energy and the howls of ferocious beasts ahead.

Su Mu immediately slowed down, concealed all his aura, and used the dense malevolent energy and mist of the blood sea to conceal his figure, silently approaching forward.

After traveling thousands of miles again, the entire battle situation ahead came into Su Mu's view.

Above the vast sea of ​​blood, the three major forces, all Saint Realm experts, stood in a three-way standoff, joining forces to set up an exquisite and deadly formation, tightly trapping the nine-headed, towering giant dragon that was over three thousand feet long, and they were engaged in a fierce battle.

Su Mu's gaze sharpened, and upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

These nine dragons possess terrifying combat power. Among them, three have even more robust bodies and more powerful auras, having already firmly entered the early stage of the Saint Realm. The remaining six dragons seem to have stopped at the peak of the God King Realm, but the nine dragons are connected by blood and their auras are interconnected, spontaneously forming a natural bloodline array.

With the amplification provided by the grand formation, the combat power of the six-headed peak-level Divine King Flood Dragon surged layer by layer, becoming both offensive and defensive, and capable of advancing and retreating with ease. It already possessed the terrifying strength to threaten even a Saint Realm early-stage powerhouse.

Fortunately, these dragons, who have lived in the sea of ​​blood for many years, have long been corrupted by the violent and ferocious energy, losing their independent combat thinking and only retaining the instinct to kill. The great formation they set up is only driven by their bloodline nature.

This is why the three Saint Realm experts were able to barely suppress the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon and maintain a firm grip on the battle by relying on their exquisite formations. However, it was absolutely impossible to completely defeat and kill the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon in the short term.

Su Mu quickly scanned the surrounding airspace and keenly observed that no other ferocious beasts were approaching.

After a moment's thought, the reason became clear.

Ferocious beasts are bloodthirsty and murderous, yet they also revere the strong and fear death. These nine-headed dragons have roamed this sea area for countless years, having long since established their own territory. The fearsome reputation of the three-headed holy dragons intimidates the four seas. Ordinary ferocious beasts, sensing the terrifying aura of battle power in this airspace, dare not approach rashly, lest they become food for the nine dragons.

This situation, ironically, provided Su Mu with an excellent opportunity to infiltrate.

Su Mu instructed the Apocalypse Puppet to activate the array power within its body, completely isolating its aura and shielding it from the detection of heaven and earth. The man and the puppet, like two invisible phantoms, quietly approached the outer edge of the battlefield, and finally stopped in the airspace hundreds of miles away from the battle.

This is already the safest distance. If we move any closer, we will need to activate our spiritual power armor to defend against the aftershocks of the battle, which would easily expose our presence and arouse the suspicion of all three parties.

For Su Mu, witnessing the peak duel between powerful beings at the Saint Realm up close is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for enlightenment.

Although he possessed a supreme treasure for comprehending the laws, comprehending the laws with such a treasure was like rote memorization of ancient texts—dry, obscure, and only allowed him to passively absorb theoretical knowledge. The life-or-death battle between the Three Saints and the Nine Flood Dragons, however, was the most vivid and direct example of applying the laws, enabling him to quickly integrate and master all the profound mysteries of the laws he had previously learned.

High in the sky, the battle raged fiercely, and the air was thick with killing intent.

The deadly sword formation set up by the three saints together constantly burst forth with fine, sharp, thumb-shaped sword energy, layer upon layer, like a rain of swords, continuously bombarding the massive body of the nine-headed dragon.

A single sword aura may seem to have limited power, insufficient to seriously injure a Saint-level dragon, but it cannot withstand the endless and relentless onslaught. Over time, the nine dragons' scales shattered, their flesh cracked, and their massive bodies were covered with countless deep and shallow wounds, with blood gushing out and staining the sky red.