Chapter 1713 (Raw 1725): Coming Back from Death's Door

At a land grown wild in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield:

Dark clouds shrouded the sky, thunderclouds churned, and a miasma hung in the air. The ground was bare, shattered rocks littering the place, and a mountain range loomed in the distance.

Occasionally, Fiendish Demons roared, coming out from the mountains to this forbidden land of the Fiendish Demon Battlefield.

The environment was very vile. Fiendish Demons filled this no man's land. People rarely escaped this place alive, and there were no fortuitous encounters here.

Aside from Fiendish Demons, there were only more Fiendish Demons. However, to some people, these cruel and berserk Fiendish Demons were the best fortuitous encounters.

At this moment, windrows of Fiendish Demon corpses covered the plains of shattered rocks. They were countless, stretching to the horizon.

Many of the corpses were already weathered, leaving their skeletons exposed.

A tall and sturdy figure stood in the strong wind, holding a saber with blood dripping off it, staring into the distance.

A peak Major Primal Core Fiendish Demon had just fallen before this figure, which was covered in wounds, bereft of protective armor.

"Crackle! Crackle!"

Flickering electricity surrounded this figure, crackling in the air.

This person was none other than the Divine Firmament Sect's Shangguan Lei, the strongest true inheritor of the Black Cave Mountain.

Shangguan Lei gazed into the distance, at the extremely faraway sky, where the chaotic Dao Might stirred up winds and clouds. A tyrannical air covered the entire Fiendish Demon Battlefield.

"A Dao Tool appeared!"

Shangguan Lei's eyes widened in shock. It had been close to a thousand years since anyone managed to take a Dao Tool away from the entire Fiendish Demon Battlefield.

After that, he laughed, looking exceptionally scary.

Master's teachings are indeed right. If I focus on training and tempering myself, continuously surpassing myself, an opportunity will appear.

After arriving in this Fiendish Demon Battlefield, Shangguan Lei improved every day. Otherwise, he had to endure the pain of lightning nibbling away at his heart—an unbearable pain. After trying it once, he did not want to experience it a second time.

Hence, when he came to this Fiendish Demon Battlefield, he did not seek out any fortuitous encounters but fully immersed himself in killing Fiendish Demons.

As Shangguan Lei trod the line between life and death, experiencing hearty battles and the excitement of hot-bloodedness, his strength rose to peak Major Primal Core Realm unawares, only one step shy of the Cloud Sea Realm.

Shangguan Lei smiled coldly. He had to obtain this newly appeared Dao Tool.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Stepping on the corpses, Shangguan Lei moved one kilometer with each step, rushing towards the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion. Eventually, he broke into a run.

With each step, he would crush a corpse, raising boundless dust behind him.

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Inside the Ten Thousand Flower Garden, Wang Yueming swept all before him by relying on his strength and the folding fan his master gave him.

He practically monopolized this vast garden. Nearly all of the rare plants or natural treasures that could be found ended up in his hands.

If not for some places being too dangerous for him to explore, Wang Yueming's harvest would have been even more astonishing.

When the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion showed strange movements, he had been sitting cross-legged on the ground. He slowly opened his eyes.

Confusion crossed Wang Yueming's handsome and elegant face. "A Dao Tool?"

To think that someone actually obtained a Dao Tool! That was Wang Yueming's next goal. Who knew, someone managed to do it before he did.

Wang Yueming had heard about the difficulty of obtaining a Dao Tool from the people who had been to the Fiendish Demon Battlefield before. It was not obtained with just sufficient strength.

It was as difficult as ascending to heaven!

Wang Yueming originally thought of sweeping through the Ten Thousand Flower Garden and refining all the rare plants and natural treasures he had obtained first.

Once his strength had improved, giving him absolute confidence, he would go and subdue a Dao Tool.

Who could have imagined…

"However, this is fine, as well. It might be easier to obtain if it is in your hand."

Wang Yueming smiled faintly, revealing strong confidence. Then, the folding fan in his hand opened slowly as he soared up.

Thousands of flowers flashed by, looking very beautiful, competing with each other.

Wang Yueming's figure flew by the many flowers dancing in the air. Not a single petal touched his body, making him look graceful, elegant, and unconstrained.

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"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Profound Light Temple's Zhen Yuan was publicly acknowledged as the strongest true inheritor in the three blessed lands.

His choice was the same as the Divine Firmament Sect's Shangguan Lei: undergoing experiential training in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield and not seeking out fortuitous encounters.

Zhen Yuan's upper body was bare, and his bronze-colored muscles looked like they were slathered with a layer of golden paint as he fought an intense battle with a group of Fiendish Demons.

His hands moved like the wind as they shone with Buddhist light, firm, ferocious, and tyrannical.

The chest of the Fiendish Demon that received Zhen Yuan's punch cracked open like rocks shattering. The Fiendish Demon revealed an agonized expression.

This Fist Technique was entirely different from Buddhist sect Martial Techniques, appearing illusory and real at the same time.

The moves were wide and open, firm and ferocious. When Zhen Yuan combined them with an Indestructible Iron Body cultivated to an extremely high level, he had an exceptionally easy time despite being surrounded by Fiendish Demons. His face appeared calm, showing neither joy nor rage.

"A Dao Tool!"

Feeling the mysterious phenomenon from the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion, Zhen Yuan frowned slightly, revealing a grave expression.

He was not very interested in the Dao Tool. His concern was something else.

A Dao Tool had not appeared for nearly a thousand years. Once it appeared, it would definitely be exceptionally valuable and would definitely trigger a chain reaction, kicking up a huge storm.

"Is there going to be a change in the Fiendish Demon Battlefield?"

While Zhen Yuan had his doubts, the many Fiendish Demons' killing Qi soared. They took this opportunity to charge at him, overwhelming the place.

"Boom!"

Zhen Yuan punched the dirt. A golden fist light shot out, and Buddhist Might exploded as a huge swastika manifested on the ground.

The Fiendish Demons launching themselves at Zhen Yuan all got blasted away. Flesh and blood splattered everywhere. However, under the glow of the Buddhist light, they were purified on the spot.

When these Fiendish Demons landed, they appeared peacefully dead, filling the ground.

After making up his mind, Zhen Yuan soared into the air and rushed towards the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion.

Suddenly, the dirt crumbled. A huge swastika popped out of the ground, looking very ancient and eternal.

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Not far from the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion, Xiao Chen did not know the strongest three true inheritors of the blessed lands had all been goaded into action by his feat.

Even if he knew, he would not care.

At this moment, the scarlet Dao light that appeared above the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion entered the Tyrant Saber, which immediately became exceptionally heavy.

This weight significantly hindered Xiao Chen's movement. The mysterious phenomenon also prompted all the sect disciples near the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion into action.

This was especially so because a moment earlier, the sky had turned dark, and that scarlet Dao light had encased Xiao Chen.

Now, everyone knew that the Dao Tool was in Xiao Chen's hands.

The surroundings were filled with figures charging towards Xiao Chen, continuously leaping about.

After all, this was the Fiendish Demon Battlefield. The level of space here was different. No one dared to sustain flight in this place.

Xiao Chen did not need to focus his senses to realize that there were no blind spots at all. No matter where he went, he would run into people.

As long as he got blocked and delayed, he would end up surrounded. At that time, even if he was very capable, only death awaited him.

Furthermore, right now, Xiao Chen was severely injured. His strength was not even ten percent of his peak.

After charging out of the Ten Thousand Weapon Pavilion, experiencing tremendous danger, he met with such a situation. Xiao Chen felt like crying but had no tears to do so. That Dao light had truly sabotaged him.

Brat…you are incredible. To think that you are so ruthless to yourself and still did not end up dead! This is such a miracle.

Suddenly, a voice rang out in Xiao Chen's mind, raising the despairing Xiao Chen to the heights of happiness.

The Blood-Soaked Dragon Emperor's remnant soul!

The mysterious dragon seal hid in the 9-Star Primal Core. The Blood-Soaked Dragon Emperor's remnant soul sitting within it chose to say something at this critical moment.

Senior, when did you wake up?

When you broke through to the Primal Core Realm. At that time, I wanted to teach you some things. However, seeing that you were trying to subdue a Dao Tool, I did not startle you. You performed pretty well. "If it is not something I want, what is the point of having it?" Indeed, a man should have the tyrannical air of a man!

Senior, you praise me too much. Senior, do you have any way to help me quickly recover from my injuries? Xiao Chen asked, filled with anticipation.

If his physical body were not injured, no one would be able to stop him from leaving this Fiendish Demon Battlefield. Moreover, the current situation, where a bunch of ants could surround him and hound him, would not have occurred.

Haha! Do you think that I'm a deity? With several dozen kinds of Great Dao Energies in you, it is already the blessing of your Azure Dragon bloodline that you did not die. To think you still want to recover quickly, how naive!

The Blood-Soaked Dragon Emperor spoke mercilessly, smashing Xiao Chen's dreams.

I cannot help you to recover from your injuries. However, I can help you absorb the Great Dao Energies in your body. Even so, you still have to find a place to treat your injuries right away. You should not fight as you are. Otherwise, you will really end up crippled.

The Blood-Soaked Dragon Emperor would not just stand by idly and watch. After all, Xiao Chen was the hope of the Azure Dragon bloodline. However, this was already the best that the Blood-Soaked Dragon Emperor could do.

Alright!

If the Blood-Soaked Dragon Emperor could completely absorb the chaotic Great Dao Energies that prevented Xiao Chen from smoothly circulating his own Veritable Essence Energy, at the very least, his injuries would not worsen. Xiao Chen would be able to recover twenty or thirty percent of his strength to use the Tyrant Saber in his hand.

In a quick fight, there was still hope of fleeing. He would not end up in complete despair like earlier.

"Whoosh!"

The Blood-Soaked Dragon Emperor's remnant soul took action at lightning speed. A powerful suction came from the dragon seal.

The dozens of Great Dao Energies in Xiao Chen's body were pulled willy-nilly into the dragon seal hidden in his Primal Core.

"Ah!"

Xiao Chen could not help crying out in pain. It felt like dozens of sharp knives were moving about inside his body. It was extremely unbearable.

He breathed out lightly and clenched his teeth, stopping himself from making further noise. Then, he picked a direction with fewer people. Raising the Tyrant Saber, he dashed off in that direction.

Alright, it all depends on you now.

The Blood-Soaked Dragon Emperor let out a dragon roar. He sounded weakened, but Xiao Chem immediately felt much more relaxed.

At the very least, Xiao Chen could circulate his Veritable Essence Energy, and those Great Dao Energies no longer clogged his meridians.

However, the injuries to his meridians remained, so he did not dare to use his Veritable Essence Energy rashly. If he did, he would end up killing himself. Right now, his body could not endure too much pressure or any further damage.

"Xiao Chen!"

"It really is him!"

"Is that the Dao Tool?"

Just at this moment, eight people happened to see Xiao Chen, their faces filled with pleasant surprise.

There was one peak Minor Primal Core cultivator, four middle-stage Minor Primal Core cultivators, and three early-stage Minor Primal Core cultivators. These were all core disciples of Rank 3 sects.

Xiao Chen swept his gaze across and saw the other party's strength, so he did not hesitate to make the first move.

"Crack! Crack!"

The heavy Tyrant Saber smote down on the few who spoke. They vomited a mouthful of blood and went flying back.

Xiao Chen created an opening in an instant. While the members of this group were still stunned and flabbergasted, he sped away.

"Damn! Chase him!"

Xiao Chen relied on the horrifying Dao Might and the increased weight of the Tyrant Saber to fight. He dragged his injured body, not stopping at all as he dashed forward wildly.

After he cleared five sets of obstacles, his face sank when he saw the person blocking his way. Then, he frowned.

"A true inheritor?"

No matter which sect this true inheritor was from, Xiao Chen could not defeat him in such a short time, not with a cultivation disadvantage.

As long as Xiao Chen's footsteps delayed for a while, the pack of cultivators nipping on his heels would immediately surround him.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Xiao Chen did not know how many people trailed him, but the heavy footsteps and the commotion from rushing across the land told him that he was not out of danger yet.

"Hand over the Dao Tool, and I'll let you leave."

The person in front showed a cautious expression. He did not reveal any opening. As he faced the injured Xiao Chen, he was still very careful, not giving Xiao Chen any chances.

"Impossible!"

A saber was the pride of a bladesman. If one lost one's pride, what was the point of living?

With a resolute expression, Xiao Chen held the Tyrant Saber and charged ferociously. There was still a chance, so he would not give up.

"You are seeking death!"

Seeing that Xiao Chen dared to charge over, that true inheritor smiled coldly, preparing to kill him.

"Pu ci!"

Suddenly, a white figure appeared behind the true inheritor, catching him off guard. A scarlet flash appeared on his neck from nowhere. In the next moment, blood spurted out, and he toppled over.

The white figure revealed herself. It was the young cat-eared girl, who had parted from Xiao Chen previously. Now, she suddenly showed up.

"Come with me."

After saying that, the young cat-eared girl turned into a white cat and dashed forward, leading the way.

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