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You don't want your secret to be revealed by others, right?

Chapter 708 - 161, Blood and Flesh Pillar_2

Author: The Unconcerned
updatedAt: 2025-09-11

CHAPTER 708: 161, BLOOD AND FLESH PILLAR_2

After all, he was different from others. He had guidance.

Therefore, he needed to stay alive first. Only by staying alive could there be more possibilities in the future.

...

That day, the Patrol Envoy brought a Heavenly Transmission Official from the Eastern Palace and delivered the Imperial Decree.

The next day, a mighty inspection team set off for Liangzhou.

...

One month later.

Liangzhou, Qingdu.

The time-worn Qingque Street, as always, interpreted the essence of Qingdu, yet it was more bustling and lively than before.

If one were to look up, they would see a black dot floating above Qingdu.

It was a vast warship hovering several hundred feet in the air.

Nearly everyone in Liangzhou knew that the legendary Seventeenth Prince Xiahong had arrived in Qingdu, overseeing the lands of Liangzhou on behalf of the Divine Emperor.

On the immense warship, soldiers, all at least at the Four Symbols Peak, stood solemnly, their auras faintly connected to the warship.

This warship, coupled with thousands of soldiers and the array, was sufficient to contend with an ordinary Saint-level entity.

Although it was of little use against princes and princesses with extraordinary Daoist power, it could deal with some troubles not worth troubling King Xia.

Many citizens of Qingdu stood and watched, eager to see what the Seventeenth Prince, who had once left Qingdu, looked like.

Suddenly—

"Boom!"

A dazzling golden-red rainbow light erupted abruptly from within Qingdu City, accompanied by an astonishing momentum that pierced the Heavenly Dome, rushing straight towards the massive warship.

The terrifying pressure spread out, causing the entire Qingdu City to tremble, and countless mortals fell into panic.

"Enemy attack!"

"Protect His Highness!"

"Activate the array!"

The colossal warship in the sky radiated a strong light, instantly transforming into a sturdy barrier, attempting to block the golden-red rainbow light.

The rainbow light collided violently with the barrier, bursting into dazzling luminescence.

Within that dazzling rainbow light was an elder in a gray robe, his immense demonic aura surging skyward.

"Demon Clan Demon Saint?"

"What terrifying demonic aura..."

"It is a Demon Saint!"

On the warship, the centurions’ expressions changed instantly.

"Heh... surprisingly sturdy?"

A sinister, cold laugh rang out as the gray-robed elder’s hand produced a dagger, which instantly transformed into a streak of black light.

The soldiers on the warship turned ghostly pale, blood gushing from their mouths.

"Boom!"

The sturdy barrier of the warship was suddenly pierced and shattered, while the golden-red rainbow light laughed wildly, charging forward.

Suddenly—

"Hmm?"

A somewhat dissatisfied voice suddenly came from within the warship.

It was unclear what had happened, but the golden-red rainbow light shattered and dissipated instantly, and the gray-robed elder was confined by an invisible force in mid-air, his eyes full of shock, yet unable to move a muscle.

He was like a frozen insect in amber.

Only then did the soldiers on the warship breathe a sigh of relief, their reverence growing.

"Was it His Highness who intervened?"

"So powerful, truly worthy of being Prince Xia..."

"This is a Demon Saint, and his strength should be decent among Demon Saints, yet he had no power to resist in front of Prince Xia?"

"His Highness is merely a Great Cultivator, yet his Daoist power is this earth-shattering. Wouldn’t he be invincible after Harmonization?"

The soldiers were both excited and in awe, communicating with their Divine Thought.

At this time, two figures emerged from the cabin of the warship.

Leading the way was a young and handsome man dressed in a prince’s uniform.

It was Lin Yue.

Behind him was a person wearing a golden mask and dressed in a white robe. From the figure, it was apparent that she was a woman, but her appearance remained unknown.

However, the officers with high ranks were aware that this person was a Heavenly Transmission Official from the Eastern Palace.

"Your Highness."

Many soldiers immediately bowed and saluted.

Lin Yue nodded slightly, stepping forward with immense speed, reaching the edge of the warship’s deck, scrutinizing the Demon Saint frozen in mid-air.

"With such little strength, you dare to assassinate me?"

Lin Yue looked at the gray-robed elder and said indifferently, "Tell me, what is your purpose?"

This Demon Saint was merely stronger than an average Demon Saint and wasn’t even an ultimate Demon Saint, so how could he dare to assassinate him?

The Demon Clan ought to understand that he was equivalent to the top ultimate Demon Saint, and with the Divine Artifact, even without using Divine Power, an ultimate Demon Saint coming to assassinate him was seeking death.

So, there was certainly another purpose.

"I thought Prince Xia wasn’t here and wanted to test the Heavenly Transmission Official, a pity..."

The gray-robed elder sighed, and then his entire aura weakened drastically before turning into ashes.

"Dead?"

Lin Yue slightly raised his eyebrows, "Even if he’s a Death Soldier, such wastefulness is unnecessary, right?"

A Demon Saint was, after all, a Demon Saint.

Even though the Demon Clan had numerous Demon Saints, a Demon Saint was still a core force, incredibly difficult to cultivate into a Death Soldier.

A Demon Saint-level Death Soldier was exceedingly valuable... yet was wasted like this?

"Assumed I wasn’t here and acted directly?"

Lin Yue naturally did not believe such a blatantly false excuse.

"Ninth Heavenly Transmission Official, why do you think this Demon Saint came here to die?" Lin Yue asked, glancing at the Heavenly Transmission Official behind him.

The female Heavenly Transmission Official replied indifferently, "I do not know, but the most likely purpose was to test whether you were here."

"Test whether I was here?"

Lin Yue raised an eyebrow, "Even if I wasn’t here, could the Demon Saint still intend to destroy this warship or kill you, the Heavenly Transmission Official?"

"Perhaps," the female Heavenly Transmission Official said, "The Demon Clan does not know our abilities. They only know that we are sent by the Crown Prince to protect His Highnesses, so such a test makes sense."

Lin Yue gave her a look and said, "I am also very curious. Most of you Heavenly Transmission Officials are merely Great Cultivators. How do you protect us?"

"Moreover..."

He frowned and said, "You are a Great Cultivator, yet the Ninth Heavenly Transmission Official. I remember there are several Saint-level Heavenly Transmission Officials. They are ranked after ten or even twenty. Why is this?"

The female Heavenly Transmission Official replied calmly, "Your Highness will understand in the future, but for now, I am only responsible for protecting Your Highness and eliminating the people of Liangwang City."

Lin Yue shook his head slightly and did not ask further.

...

In a distant place,

Within a primitive and obscure boundary space, there could be seen a grand and ancient altar exuding a weird aura.

At this moment, standing atop the altar were silhouettes, each with an astonishing presence of ultimate Demon Saints!

A total of thirteen ultimate Demon Saints.

Hovering in mid-air was a nightmare-like blurry figure, unmistakably the Nightmare Demon God.

"Everyone, the positions of the thirteen princes and princesses have been confirmed. Most of them are currently in mortal-concentrated cities, an excellent opportunity."

The Nightmare Demon God scanned the thirteen ultimate Demon Saints and said in a low voice, "Let the sacrifice... begin."

On the altar, each Demon Saint exchanged a glance and then began muttering, as if people from Ancient Times venerating the Divine, chanting unknown spells, while blood began to emanate from their bodies.

Simultaneously, the massive altar slightly trembled, as if awakening. The pitch-black void at the altar’s center seemed capable of devouring everything.

Dreamlike murmurs echoed from within, indistinct and indefinable, with hints of roars and snarls from some kind of creature.

Suddenly, a bizarre suction emerged from the altar, instantly transforming each Demon Saint into pure blood and soul, absorbed entirely by the altar.

Massive amounts of blood coalesced, forming a gigantic blood and flesh pillar, slowly rising from the altar’s center.

"Ah..."

The Nightmare Demon God trembled as he gazed at this colossal blood and flesh pillar, instinctively shuddering with excitement and fervor, crying out, "Great Son of the Primordial, Great Lord of the Old Days, please open Your eyes!"

Simultaneously, cracks appeared on the surface of the blood and flesh pillar, each revealing multiple crimson eyes full of madness!

In an instant, thirteen enormous crimson eyes appeared on the surface of the blood and flesh pillar.

As if this blood and flesh pillar were a true life form, it awakened at this moment, opening thirteen eyes!

Instantly, the gaze of the thirteen eyes penetrated the void, locking onto thirteen individuals in distant lands.

"Thirteen ultimate Demon Saints sacrifice their bodies and souls for the madness of thirteen princes and princesses..."

The Nightmare Demon God chuckled softly, "Xiahong clan, our Demon Clan has paid such a high price, you should be satisfied..."

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