CHAPTER 470: CHAPTER 469 BLOOD DEMON HALL_1

"This..."

The Refining Blood Sect disciple hesitated. If he agreed, that would be tantamount to betraying his sect and being subjected to severe punishment. If he refused, Ling Chen would definitely kill him on the spot.

"Think it through. If you agree, you’ll have the chance to rise above your current status. If you don’t, you’ll die right now."

Ling Chen’s eyes were calm as he said, "You only have ten breaths to consider."

"Come with me."

After only two or three breaths of hesitation, the Refining Blood Sect disciple nodded and began walking forward.

At that moment, Ling Chen swept his gaze over everyone else. All of them lowered their heads, feeling somewhat guilty towards Ling Chen. They had initially thought Ling Chen was bluffing and, instead of saving them, was harming them.

But now they understood. Ling Chen held absolute power. In his presence, neither Han Tong nor Meng Gongwei was worth mentioning.

Zuo Yun’s gaze was evasive; he dared not meet Ling Chen’s eyes. He had been the most defiant earlier, but now he didn’t even dare to breathe deeply. With Ling Chen’s strength, settling scores with Zuo Yun or causing him trouble would be effortless. However, Zuo Yun didn’t know that Ling Chen had no intention of bothering with him.

With only a glance at Zuo Yun, Ling Chen retracted his gaze and quickened his steps, following the Refining Blood Sect disciple out of the dungeon.

PHEW...

Once Ling Chen had left, Zuo Yun breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

After Ling Chen had left, a young Demonic Path Follower said in astonishment, "Who is this Dustless person? He killed Meng Gongwei, a Great Master of the Seventh Realm, so easily! He’s too ruthless."

"There are only a few disciples in the entire Holy Church who could reach this level of strength," Yao Fang said, his expression extremely grave. "If I’m not mistaken, he must be Ling Chen—the one who slaughtered his way through the Sky Demon Tower trial, shaking the Holy Church to its core."

"Ling Chen? The son of the Saintess? The one who received the legacy of the Invincible Demon Lord, who was appointed as the Saint Child, whose status is second only to the Sect Leader?"

"So it’s him! No wonder, no wonder!"

At that moment, all the Demonic Path Disciples present were greatly shocked by Ling Chen’s true identity.

"What, this person is Ling Chen?"

Zuo Yun’s body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.

Ling Chen? The man who killed ruthless figures like Hu Xiong, Mo Liqing, Yan Xiang, and Gu Qingcang? Even top-tier talents of the Demonic Path like Xie Zhiqiu, Xun Wujie, and Teng Beast were all defeated by Ling Chen. Any one of them could slaughter me like a pig or a dog, yet all of them lost to Ling Chen.

I actually insulted him earlier, calling him an idiot! Thankfully, Ling Chen didn’t hold it against me; otherwise, I’d already be a corpse.

He’s the one with strength; I’m the real idiot. I’m certain that if it had been Xie Zhiqiu, Xun Wujie, or any of the others in Ling Chen’s place, I would have been torn to pieces, not even leaving a whole corpse behind.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Zuo Yun’s back. In that instant, a wave of gratitude surfaced in his heart.

When the gap in strength becomes too vast, jealousy transforms into awe.

"We also came here on a mission. We can’t let Saint Ling Chen take all the risks alone."

The Yao Yingying sisters exchanged a look and immediately followed in the direction Ling Chen had gone.

"That’s right! We’ve been tortured by these beasts from the Blood Refining Sect for so long. If we don’t get revenge, what’s the point of living?" a Demonic Path Disciple said, gritting his teeth.

Demonic Path Followers always abide by the principle of an eye for an eye. Especially with such deep-seated hatred, failing to take revenge would mean living in vain.

"Let’s fight our way out and obliterate these bastards from the Blood Refining Sect!"

Yao Fang thrust his black iron spear into the ground, his eyes glinting with a murderous aura. With Ling Chen taking the lead, even if the sky fell, he’d be there to hold it up. They had nothing to fear; all they needed to do was unleash their full might and slaughter.

"Kill!"

Everyone drew their weapons and, following Yao Fang and the others, stormed out.

「Outside the dungeon.」

Led by a Refining Blood Sect disciple, Ling Chen avoided the heavily guarded routes, leading a group of Demonic Path Disciples slowly into the heartland of the Blood Refining Sect.

Ling Chen focused his True Qi into his eyes, and from hundreds of meters away, he spotted a massive, entirely blood-red hall.

The area around this Blood Demon Hall had significantly more guards. Moreover, many traps were set. If triggered, it would probably alert all the guards instantly.

Ling Chen left the less capable individuals behind, taking only Yao Fang, Zuo Yun, the Yao Yingying sisters, and fewer than ten others toward the Blood Demon Hall. The rest remained in place, ready to charge into the hall if fighting broke out.

Upon reaching the gates of the Blood Demon Hall, they saw the entrance was heavily guarded, with at least ten Great Master Level Powerhouses patrolling outside.

Even Ling Chen couldn’t instantly kill so many people and sneak in unnoticed.

"Only core elite disciples, Elders, Hall Masters, and the Sect Leader of the Blood Refining Sect are allowed to enter the Blood Demon Hall. Anyone else who enters without permission will be killed without mercy," the Refining Blood Sect disciple whispered.

"Then what should we do? It seems impossible to storm in." Yao Yingying took a glance at the heavily guarded gate and then shook her head.

"If we can’t storm in, then we’ll use strategy."

Ling Chen’s eyes scanned the surroundings, then landed on a nearby patrol of Refining Blood Sect disciples.

He knocked out the Refining Blood Sect disciple who was guiding them, then gave Yao Fang a knowing look.

"Understood."

Yao Fang nodded and quietly moved towards that group of disciples.

Working together, they swiftly eliminated the patrol in a blind spot. After changing into their uniforms, Ling Chen’s group arrived at the entrance of the Blood Demon Hall.

"Who’s there?"

A powerful guard stopped Ling Chen.

"We are here on the Sect Leader’s command to change shifts."

Ling Chen replied calmly, his head lowered.

"Change shifts? It isn’t time yet, why change shifts?" the guard asked with suspicion.

"Which hall are you from? I haven’t seen you before. Raise your head so I can see you clearly." Another guard at the gate also came over, scrutinizing Ling Chen and questioning him.

Ling Chen slowly raised his head. A strange smile spread across his face, "I am from the Hall of the Dead."

SWISH!

The moment his voice fell, a flash of sword light cut through the air, and both guards’ heads hit the ground.

"Attack!"

Yao Fang, Zuo Yun, and the others were already prepared. The instant Ling Chen moved, they launched their own attacks, wiping out the remaining enemies in the blink of an eye.

After killing all the guards, Ling Chen ordered everyone to arrange the corpses to look as if they were still at their posts, then they entered the hall.

「Inside the Blood Demon Hall.」

The moment Ling Chen stepped into the hall, he felt an intangible force attacking his spirit. Everywhere he looked was a sea of blood-red mist, obscuring everything.

They’ve actually set up an Array Formation here.

Ling Chen was increasingly astonished. This Array Formation was of a high level; even he couldn’t discern its mysteries.

The more it was like this, the more suspicious Ling Chen became. What exactly are they trying to conceal here?

Is the Blood Refining Sect really hiding some earth-shattering secret?