Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 457 Crimson Abyss, He's Here!

In the Wind Saint's world of wind, the echoes of promises and decisions still linger in the flowing wind.

Li Xijun no longer lingered, but disappeared again, continuously traversing the void towards the Blood Kun Myth World.

On the other side, at the heart of the world—the Endless Sea of ​​Blood!

Above this region, shrouded in the will of the blood sea and governed by laws distinct from the outside world, several figures with vastly different auras were currently suspended.

Yet, it was an equally powerful and incomparable phantom!

These phantoms are neither physical entities nor manifestations of divine thought, but rather projections of a higher level of rules.

They are interconnected by countless fine, scarlet chains of abyssal runes, seemingly formed from the purest desires of destruction and chaos, forming a temporary communication anchor that spans the barriers between different mythological worlds.

This is clearly some kind of extremely precious, long-range communication secret technique that requires specific conditions to activate.

There are six illusory figures in total:

A phantom figure, shrouded in a golden glow interwoven with holiness and war, vaguely revealing the outlines of armor and a scepter, exuded an aura of grandeur and dominance, carrying an authority to command all beings and determine order, yet concealing a subtle hint of obsession and coldness. It was none other than Otto, the God-King from the world of Anagard!

A phantom figure, as if composed of flowing azure mercury, with an elegant and slender form, wore a crown woven from coral and pearls, and held a phantom trident. The tidal power of the vast ocean and the rhythm of ancient ballads flowed around him, yet his eyes were as deep as the abyss, filled with scrutiny and calculation. This was the Sea Emperor Bonis from the Sea Spirit Clan world.

A phantom, its entire body seemingly composed of countless faceted, dazzling spiritual crystals, refracted a mesmerizing and ever-changing light. It had no fixed form, constantly undergoing subtle reorganization and transformation, radiating a cold, rational, yet aggressive spiritual energy fluctuation.

Solaken, the "Thousand Prisms," is an emperor-level being from the Spirit Crystal world.

The last three phantoms had the most similar auras, yet they subtly repelled each other. They were all shrouded in a deep, filthy, dark red abyss aura that seemed to corrode the soul.

A giant, bloated mountain of flesh, filled with endless greed and a desire to devour;

A confluence of twisted shadows and tentacles, exuding a treacherous and painful whisper;

The last one resembled the grotesque skeleton of a demon clad in tattered armor, burning with an inextinguishable flame of destruction.

These are the three Abyss Lords from the special mythical world of the Crimson Abyss: Groom, the King of Gluttony; Sithon, the Lord of Deception and Pain; and Baal, the War Demon of Destruction!

At this moment, these six projections, representing one of the strongest forces in this star field besides the human race, are conducting a crucial remote negotiation using a unique secret technique of the Crimson Abyss called the "Blood Abyss Mirror Realm," which connects the chaotic rules at the bottom of different worlds.

The core of this negotiation, or rather, one of the most active promoters, is the colossal creature in the sea of ​​blood below, whose head, seemingly composed of mountains, slowly rises and whose single eye is like a blood-red lake—the Blood Kun!

Its true form was too enormous to be fully projected, but a terrifying will filled with savagery, greed, and the ability to devour everything was clearly transmitted through the sea of ​​blood and the abyssal rune chains to the consciousness of every phantom.

"—So, these are the conditions."

The divine thought of the Blood Kun, a mixture of the wails of countless lives and the rushing sound of blood, echoed in the virtual "Mirror Realm," carrying an undeniable force: "Each world shall be provided with high-quality blood food equivalent to one percent of its total population annually," along with a corresponding share of rare minerals and psionic crystals. These will be centrally allocated by me to refine the foundation of the Blood God Grand Array. Only by gathering the resources of all our worlds to create a blood-source prohibition barrier sufficient to cover key areas can we truly trap the human martial saints, cut off their mobility and reinforcements, and then defeat them one by one!"

Its proposals are rife with blatant plunder and ambition to place itself in a dominant position.

"One percent high-quality blood food? And rare minerals and psionic crystals too?"

The azure phantom of Sea Emperor Bonis rippled slightly, emitting a cold yet mocking voice, "Blood Kun, your appetite is larger than your size. Are my Sea Spirit people merely 'food' to be chosen at will?"

"What's more, you want us to empty our coffers to provide materials for your ineffective formation? What do you take us for? Your blood sea nutrient reserve?"

The phantom of the Spirit Crystal Clan's Solaken, its faceted light flashing at a certain regular frequency, conveyed a cold, logical judgment: "Data models show that your plan has a 71.3% probability of causing internal resource imbalances and resulting in conflict, and an 89.1% probability..."

The probability of command failure during wartime is due to the ambiguity of control. Furthermore, the principles behind the large-scale formation have not been publicly verified, making the risks uncontrollable. Rejected.

The three lords of the Crimson Abyss exchanged a malicious glance.

King Grimm of Gluttony chuckled deeply, "Heh heh, blood food—sounds good. But we, the children of the Abyss, are all precious sources of chaotic essence," and we can't just give it to you for free. Unless—you trade us an equivalent amount of "pure souls" or the essence of the world."

The shadow of the cunning Lord Xithon writhed, emitting a shrill voice: "Blood Kun, cooperation requires sincerity. You always make demands, but never explain how the spoils will be distributed once the barrier is established. Those rich planets of humanity, the advanced technological creations, and—the very essence of the Martial Saints—how will they be divided? You can't possibly enjoy them all first, can you?"

The Destroyer Baal merely snorted coldly, sulfurous flames spewing from the gaps in his armor as a sign of his displeasure.

The golden phantom of God-King Otto remained silent, but his eyes, which seemed to be formed from radiance, coldly stared at the Blood Kun, devoid of any warmth.

An impatient wave emanated from Xue Kun's divine sense, causing the sea of ​​blood to churn: "Foolish! Short-sighted! The human race already has eight saints, and that newly promoted 'Abyss Saint' Li Xijun has terrifying potential!"

"If we don't unite now, are we going to wait until humanity completely solidifies its Eight Saints structure, or even gives birth to a Ninth Saint, and then swallow us up and annihilate us one by one? Resources? Spoils of war? If we defeat humanity, the entire star field will be ours! Paying a small price now is for a hundredfold, a thousandfold, reward in the future!"

"Hmph, that's easy for you to say."

Sea Emperor Bonis sneered, his tone suddenly shifting, filled with obvious resentment and hostility. "Blood Kun, don't forget who was it that roamed the star field like a madman, devouring everything in sight, not even sparing the small worlds they passed by? My Sea Spirit Clan's seventeenth floating island cluster was destroyed by your Blood Beast Tide, and billions of our people became your prey. When it comes to hatred, our hatred for you is no less than our hatred for humanity!"

He paused, his voice growing colder: "Moreover, as for the possibility of retaliation—His Majesty Otto had the deepest grudge against Yuan Sheng back then, but that's ancient history."

"And you, Blood Kun, seven years ago, when that Abyss Saint Li Xijun had not yet become a saint and infiltrated this world to seek opportunities, it was you who personally attacked him, almost shattering his indestructible golden body with a single blow, bringing him to the brink of death and forging an irreconcilable blood feud."

In fact, you're the one most likely to be the first person Li Xijun comes to retaliate against!

The Sea Emperor's gaze swept over the other illusory figures: "But lately, every time you convene a meeting, you've only thought about how to seize our resources to strengthen yourself, and the conditions you've proposed have become increasingly greedy. If we continue with this kind of 'cooperation,' I'm afraid we won't even see the shadow of a human martial saint before we're drained dry and a civil war breaks out within our ranks!"

"I can state clearly that until a fair, reasonable, and mutually beneficial agreement is reached,..."

"If you are surrounded and attacked by Li Xijun or any other human martial saint—I, and the Sea Spirit Clan I represent, will absolutely not come to your aid! What do you all think?"

The facets of the Spirit Crystal Clan's Solaken flickered, and he coldly replied, "Logic agreed. The risks and rewards are mismatched, and unilateral obligations are unacceptable. If His Majesty Blood Kun is attacked, the probability of us remaining neutral is 87.5%."

The three lords of the Crimson Abyss let out strange chuckles, neither confirming nor denying, but clearly enjoying seeing Blood Kun suffer a setback.

God-King Otto finally spoke, his voice like the clang of metal, carrying an undeniable majesty: "Blood Kun, the Sea Emperor's words are true. The foundation of the alliance is trust and fairness. You need to present a more sincere proposal, instead of simply demanding. Otherwise, the alliance is meaningless."

The immense will of the Blood Kun stirred up towering waves in the sea of ​​blood, revealing its inner rage.

But it seemed to suppress its anger, and its divine sense rang out again, this time with a hint of arrogance and undisguised confidence: "Sincerity? Fairness? What a joke! I possess the Blood Sea and control the origin of a world. In this realm, I am invincible!"

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"Seven years ago, the two mid-stage Martial Saints, Wind Saint and Flame Saint, joined forces to try and kill me. What was the result? They ultimately failed!"

"As long as I stand in the center of this sea of ​​blood, even a late-stage Martial Saint wouldn't be able to easily defeat me. This is my confidence!"

Its divine sense swept over the illusory figures, filled with disdain: "As for Li Xijun—a mere junior who has only been a Martial Saint for seven years, even if he has high talent, it is already his limit to be able to stabilize at the early stage of Martial Saint."

"Him? Not to mention that I am invincible here in this Blood Sea home field, with the support of the entire world."

"Even if we leave this realm and fight fairly in the starry sky, I am confident I can crush him! I will drain his holy blood and devour his essence to avenge the fact that he narrowly escaped death back then!"

Xue Kun's flag was set high and loud, full of absolute confidence in his own strength and extreme contempt for Li Xijun.

"In this star field, apart from that mysterious and elusive Cyclops, I have never seen a late-stage Martial Saint!"

"The strongest of the Seven Sages of the Human Race is only at the peak of the mid-stage. What can they use to kill me? Relying on Li Xijun's seven years of arduous cultivation? Hahaha!"

Its maniacal laughter echoed within the "Blood Abyss Mirror Realm," causing the sea of ​​blood to boil, as if proclaiming its invincibility.

However, just as the laughter reached its climax, and just as the phantom figures of the various emperor-level beings either sneered, remained indifferent, or plotted—

"Buzz!!!"

A terrifying hum, not transmitted through a medium but directly affecting the rules of the world and the very essence of the souls of all living beings, suddenly erupted from the outermost barrier of the Blood Kun mythical world without warning!

Then, "Snap—!!!"

A shattering sound, crystal clear and so distinct that it made the very souls of all who sensed it tremble, rang out!

That was the sound of the world's barrier being pierced by a power of absolute violence, yet containing the supreme Dao of destruction!

A dark, condensed stream of light, seemingly formed from the purest essence of "end," "nothingness," and "annihilation," struck like the most deadly arrow since the beginning of time, ignoring the layers of spatial folds within the Blood Kun mythical world.

Blood Beast Lair, Law Trap, Ancient Restriction —

With an absolutely straight, penetrating, and crushing force, it shot in from outside the world. Along its path, space was annihilated, blood mist rose, and rules collapsed. Everything that stood in its way, whether it was a powerful blood beast lord, an ancient blood sacrifice relic, or even a few hidden altars set up by blood kun, was reduced to the most basic particles and returned to nothingness in the instant that dark light swept past!

Its goal is crystal clear—the center of the world, an endless sea of ​​blood!

"What?!" "Enemy attack?!" "How is that possible?!"

At this moment, both the Blood Kun itself and the other five emperor-level beings who projected their phantoms through the "Blood Abyss Mirror Realm" were horrified!

Blood Kun's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped, and for the first time, disbelief and a hint of panic appeared in its enormous blood-red eyes.

Who could so easily penetrate its world barrier?

Who could unleash such a terrifying, destructive aura in its world, a destructive force that even makes it tremble?

The dark, flowing light moved at an extreme speed. Almost the instant the world barrier shattered, it tore through layers of blood waves and crashed into the core of this blood sea, which was considered an absolute forbidden zone!

"BOOM—!!!"

The sea of ​​blood exploded, creating a massive hole with a diameter of over ten thousand miles, its depths unfathomable. The blood at the edges could not immediately flow back to fill it, because the edges of the hole were still marked by the "Original Darkness" Dao traces that were constantly annihilating and preventing healing!

At the end of this forcibly opened "void passage," above the sea of ​​blood, the dark light slowly dissipated, revealing a figure in black robes standing with his hands behind his back.

The figure was young, with a calm face and deep, unfathomable eyes. His left eye seemed to hold the birth and death of stars, while his right eye reflected the rise and fall of civilizations. He did not exude any overwhelming aura, but naturally revealed a supreme realm of dominating all laws and transcending the world. Moreover, there was a chilling killing intent that seemed to freeze the soul, which firmly locked onto the enormous shadow deep in the sea of ​​blood.

Li Xijun!

he came!

Above the sea of ​​blood, all was deathly silent.

Only the remaining dark traces of the path sizzled, annihilating the surrounding blood and energy.

The six illusory figures of emperor-level beings were all frozen in mid-air, and the light of their projections flickered erratically.

Their gazes were all focused on the suddenly appearing figure in black, filled with extreme shock, bewilderment, and a trace of fear that even they themselves were unwilling to admit!

Especially the Blood Kun, whose huge blood-red eyes had long since lost all their previous arrogance and confidence, replaced by a chilling and furious look as if it were being targeted by a natural enemy.

He never expected that Li Xijun would arrive so quickly, so suddenly, and so forcefully!

Even more unexpectedly, the other party was able to directly find the core of the Blood Sea and appear before Him in such a blatantly unreasonable manner.

Before them appeared the scene of this "virtual meeting" that brought together representatives from various forces.

Li Xijun's gaze calmly swept over the six illusory figures, each with a distinct aura but representing the pinnacle of power in this star field. Finally, it landed on the enormous shadow deep within the sea of ​​blood, violently churning and radiating boundless rage and killing intent.

A chillingly cold smile curved the corners of his lips.

"It seems I've arrived just in time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura that caused the entire Blood Sea World to tremble slowly emanated from his body.