"The Federation is still a step too late. This blood offering has long pledged both soul and body to the Dark Gods!"
Nus Wolf King sneered, Demonic Qi surging to the skies, resonating throughout the region.
How could he not see that Shi Yong was here to support Chu Yi? Well, he might as well use this blood offering as bait, wait until this Beast Tamer is weakened by the world’s rules, and then make the kill in one fell swoop.
Slaying a Federation governor would be a great achievement in the Werewolf Holy Land.
What responded to him was Shi Yong’s indifferent gaze. His Spiritual Power, vast as the sea, had already investigated Chu Yi’s situation; there was no trace of corruption by the Dark Gods.
This left him satisfied, and somewhat shocked.
The high-stakes realm of Divine War is extremely perilous. With the blessings of the gods as rewards, geniuses selected by the Alien Races vie for the championship, stepping upon the blood and corpses of the defeated to ascend the throne and rule the world. It is a method for the Dark World to cultivate top-tier combat power.
Within the Federation, there are also daring geniuses who disguise their identities to seek fortunes in the Dark World, but their outcomes are often unfavorable.
Either they are subverted by the will of the gods, betray the Federation, and become lackeys of the Dark World;
Or, their Beast Taming Space is contaminated, their potential capped, never to break through in their lifetime;
Or, by cultivating dual bloodline systems, they suffer Demon Possession, turning into a squirming mass of flesh—a miserable sight...
For someone like Chu Yi to come through unscathed and pass the gods’ test is a rarity. However, it doesn’t rule out the possibility of him losing control one day in the future.
This involved knowledge of the world’s cultivation system.
The Centaur Archer drew his Longbow. As the bowstring was pulled taut, the surrounding void twisted, revealing the phantom of a majestic palace. Feathers fluttered like snowflakes. Countless pure Angels danced around, and a great Angel spread its wings, blowing a War Horn.
The Bow of Victory, originating from the Shining World of the Angel Civilization, carries a trace of the power of destiny.
The bowstring trembled. An arrow condensed into a golden light that pierced through the clouds. In an instant, it tore through the White Tower’s defenses, slaying a large number of members of the Alien Races who were too late to escape. They exploded one by one, staining the ground with blood.
Immediately, a multitude of oppressive auras arose within the White Tower, like soaring pillars of energy, rolling like wolf smoke.
Three Radiant Moon powerhouses were stationed here. How dare the other party, a mere Radiant Moon-level Beast Tamer, attack us?!
"Secret Technique—Nine Mosquitoes!"
From the towering White Tower, a hazy light rose. A humming sound undulated and transformed into a curtain, enveloping all the members of the Alien Races for quick transfer.
Innos used a Secret Technique for defense to transfer the members of the Alien Races. He was just a businessman, unwilling to offend either side.
Why did it suddenly start fighting?
He rubbed his forehead and decided to stay out of it. He brought the White Tower and his subordinates to aid the wounded, observing from a distance.
As a member of the third faction, the Ancient Council, he felt little allegiance to the Dark World. If I were to join the war, it would cost extra.
Suddenly, his eyes shifted to the young new king on the Thousand-Layered Blood Ladder, whose youthful face bore a slightly peculiar expression.
This youth had attracted the scrambling of many forces.
Just then, he raised an eyebrow, noticing the White Bone Palace standing on clouds of dismembered limbs and dragging a scarlet rainbow toward the Blood Ladder.
On the other side, the magnificent palace cast down a fractured moonbeam. It immobilized the White Bone Palace for three seconds, then surpassed it, leaving only a splendid, firefly-like luminescence behind.
Thousands of Ghost Lanterns provided propulsion, dyeing the sky with the colors of a pure summer night and leaving the White Bone Palace far behind.
The two chased each other, racing to the top of the Blood Ladder to court the new king.
This human cub is really popular.
Innos rested his chin in his hand, quite interested, unsure how this new king would choose.
A graceful silhouette leaned against the railing. Her smooth, jade-like legs were held close together, her light purple hair was tied in twin ponytails, and her delicate features gazed at the Succubus Princess, who had been left far behind. A smile tugged at her lips, her purple eyes cold.
"Hmph, this Princess was prepared. How could I let you succeed?"
She didn’t care about others; she only wanted to take Chu Yi away. She planned to have a deep discussion about cultivation, a straightforward exchange on the... knowledge of Beast Taming.
Suddenly, above the magnificent palace, a pale hand emerged. It was constructed from numerous skeletons, with countless remains hanging from it, and it encompassed a force capable of destroying everything. It slapped the magnificent palace away.
The magnificent palace trembled. Though protected by moonlight at the first moment and strengthened by a group of Ghost Lanterns led by Raging Fire, it withstood the blow. However, it veered off course, and many of its buildings were damaged, collapsing.
Princess Puff’s expression turned cold. Does this Enchanting Demon love to intervene so forcibly? Who does she think she is? Just because she has a pillar-level deity as a mother, she thinks she can be so willful?
Her silken hair floated. Between her brows, a blessing activated. Strands of light and flame converged, weaving into a lotus condensed from purple fire.
A slender hand grasped this lotus and pressed it within the palace. A bright new moon rose, veiled in frost-like layers, exuding sharp ice and snow that froze the realm into silence.
Gazing upon this new moon, an indescribable sense of fear, terror, and trepidation silently swept over.
The elegant, sacred new moon splintered into thousands of cracks. Moonlight, like pouring blood, gushed out, yet it was filled with an aura of chaos, evil, and depravity.
During their deep exchanges, the rules complemented each other. The vacant Moon Authority became tinged with the Deceit Beast’s power, creating a wonderful chemical reaction. The rightful source is novęlfire.net
Thus, the two grand palaces became entangled, igniting a true battle between them. The scene was imposing, no less intense than a Radiant Moon-level conflict.
Chu Yi adjusted his twelve-tassel crown, gazing at the cataclysmic battle. He was amazed that a Radiant Moon-level Beast Tamer could take on multiple opponents.
He also saw the two Princesses battling each other. Numerous white bone hands shattered the void, in a blur reflecting a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Moonlight surged like raging tides, even causing space to collapse into vibrating strings.
With my current public identity, falling into the hands of these two would not be advantageous. Right, Lias was taken away by the Morgan family, so she’s temporarily safe.
He pondered. His qi and blood surged like a dragon within him, his muscles and bones shone with a scorching brilliance. His entire being was like a sculpted piece of lustrous white jade.
With the complete Human King Body, he was still adapting to his newfound strength and claiming this throne.
A strong enemy approached.
As if sensing something, he looked toward a warped section of the void. It was paved with scarlet, piled with blood threads and skulls, congealing into a hundred-zhang-wide gate of flesh and blood!
As the gate opened, a Demon Wolf shrouded in black flame stepped out. It mercilessly struck down with a paw, sealing off the surrounding space.
All this happened in an instant. For this assassination, Nus Wolf King had created an enormous avatar while his true form slipped into the void. He broke through Prince Morgan’s blockade and emerged with full force.
"I dodge," Chu Yi instinctively muttered. His form became obscured within a thick mist as he watched Nus Wolf King continuously attack him, almost thinking this was some kind of card game.
Nus Wolf King stalled momentarily. This ant should have been easily wiped out, yet I can’t touch anything tangible within the mist. Is this a defensive gift from one of the gods?
Unconvinced, he clenched his wolfish paw. A Skull Bone Staff appeared in his grasp, and instantly the realm was filled with rolling black flames that scorched the void.
This was the Radiant Moon-level bloodline ability, Flame of Chaos. It brought extreme physical and Soul torment, inflicting the most insidious curses.
"Suffer! Wail! With your life, as insignificant as dust, you will please the noble—"
"What are you barking about?"
Nus Wolf King paused, his smile gradually fading. He stared at the mist, which remained unfazed by the Scorch of the black flame, his expression turning sour.