Cultivators Are So Weak in This World

"The pinnacle of martial arts, many believe it's reaching the infinite ultimate form, but actually... at the end of that path, there are new gaps," Yue Dewen said calmly.

After all, he was once a top expert standing at the peak. Even though he removed all the Spiritual Lines due to pollution, his state remained.

"A higher level? Ultimate form?" Ounan didn't understand. Because he wasn't even a Grandmaster.

He was just a Celestial Lighter, practicing with the special martial arts honed on the surface.

He wasn't clear about the entire system of Great Spirit martial arts.

"You are still far from that realm. But... you have that hope. When sincerity resides in your heart, clarity will follow; when knowledge rests in your heart, spirituality surfaces. When you reach that point, you'll see a completely different world," Yue Dewen sighed.

"It seems... what you said before, Yue Shi, might all be true," Ounan said in a deep voice.

He originally had some doubts about the credibility of the previous content and whether Yue Shi really instructed the Blood King.

But now it seems... this old man hid too deeply....

"When we reach Yuan City, maybe...."

"Watch out!!" Suddenly, Yue Dewen shouted sharply, pushing him in advance.

Ounan reacted instantly, rolling to the left with both of them.

Boom!!!

Amidst a loud bang,

a huge amethyst pillar with a diameter of dozens of meters heavily smashed the ground ahead of them.

The amethyst pillar stood over a hundred meters tall, like a skyscraper, abruptly appearing on this piece of land.

With a sound like shattered glass, the entire amethyst pillar quickly crumbled, turning into countless fragments and dissipating.

Revealing a slender and graceful figure at its center.

White hair, a slim waist, black clothes, adorned with twisted purple lines, resembling dense characters.

It was the demon Mo City that had just caught up.

"You can't escape..."

"The radiation intensity... if that purple crystal touches us, we're done," Yue Dewen could tell without touching it, seeing the terrifying malevolent energy radiation of the purple crystal.

If the black smoke of the Evil Spirit Elephant was high-concentration malevolent energy radiation, then this purple crystal was solidified high-concentration malevolent energy.

In this world, most substances have three states: solid, liquid, gas.

The Evil Spirit Elephant was still gas, but this one directly jumped to a solid state.

The discrepancy and intensity between them... just thinking about it was chilling.

"So, you run first..." Ounan said calmly, bending over with his knife. "I probably won't make it."

"Run? There's no escape," Yue Dewen smiled wryly. He opened his mouth to say more, but the other party clearly had no patience for their internal exchange.

A purple light flashed.

A hundred meters was covered in an instant. There wasn't even enough time to blink.

The white-haired female demon's face seemed to teleport, appearing directly a meter in front of the two of them.

She swung her hand to slash.

A straight sword formed from amethyst drew a brilliant arc.

But the slash missed...

Yue Dewen pushed Ounan away in advance, the two stumbling to the ground on opposite sides.

This fall coincidentally avoided the slash.

"Huh?" Mo City was surprised, advancing again.

Swipe, swipe, swipe, several consecutive slashes, but none could touch the two of them.

She didn't come from a Martial Arts Grandmaster background; she had a divine origin and wasn't well-versed in this area.

But even so, she noticed that this old man among the two clearly had extremely high martial arts attainment.

For a while, the purple blade light slashed continually, but the two kept dodging unscathed.

Mo City had encountered other Martial Arts Grandmasters, but none could evade her attacks repeatedly in such a disparity.

Even those so-called Grandmasters couldn't!

Her speed was at least double, triple, or even quadruple the speed of her opponents.

But... strangely, she simply couldn't touch them.

Moreover, not only this, she also felt... that there was something peculiar in the old man's eyes, shimmering...

That was...

Suddenly her expression stiffened.

In the midst of the chase and escape, before realizing it, they had unknowingly reached the edge of Yuan City.

And...

Observing Ounan and Yue Dewen's rapidly fleeing figures, she didn't continue to pursue but stopped awkwardly, standing still, looking at the ground a dozen meters ahead.

There....

Boom!!!

A massive explosion resounded.

A gigantic blood shadow burst from the ground, soaring into the sky, suspended in mid-air.

"Flesh!! Hahaha!! Fresh flesh!!!"

In mid-air, the entity that burst from the earth was a massive, grotesquely deformed moth.

If it were an ordinary mutant moth, Mo City naturally wouldn't care. But this one....

With a body length of at least twenty meters, its smallest diameter exceeded six meters.

Pairs of densely packed wings fluttered rapidly on its back during flight.

And that dark red human face composed of countless eyeballs.

This is.... the Blood Fairy!!!

Mo City's face turned extremely grim in an instant.

Just standing where she was, she could feel the terrifying blood aura emanating from the other, covering a range of several hundred meters.

It was a completely different type of evil spirit radiation from the Chana Tower.

"It seems to be the type my father forbade to consume..." the Blood Fairy greedily leaned her face closer, examining Mo City in front of her.

"Ah... I love delicacies... especially those with a spicy taste..." The Blood Fairy intoxicatedly stretched out her insect legs, like a large opening hand.

"Die!!"

Mo City suddenly drew his sword, transforming into a purple dotted line and charged forward.

At the same time, the Blood Fairy also transformed into a red line.

The two crossed at high speed, and in an instant, dozens to hundreds of sparks burst forth.

"We're safe now!" Ounan dragged Yue Dewen and plopped down onto the blood carpet in Yuan City, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Safe, do you know that guy?" Yue Dewen didn't relax but pointed towards someone in the direction of Yuan City's urban area, asking in a deep voice.

Ounan lifted his head, weary, and looked over there.

On the road leading into the city, an elderly man in a black trench coat with graying hair stood calmly with a briefcase, gazing in their direction, as if overlooking afar, yet also seemingly watching them.

"He... could it be!?" Ounan, possessing extraordinary physical talents and keen eyesight, immediately spotted the faint purple crystals still present on the elderly man's body.

"Bloodline holder Ounan. Your hope ends here."

The newcomer was indeed the orchestrator of this hunt—Demon Hong Xu.

He was also one of the chief stewards of the Chana Tower.

Among the thirteen strongest demons, he ranked fifth.

"Moreover... that kind of martial arts realm earlier..." Hong Xu's gaze fell on Yue Dewen, and though he was still on his way, he witnessed the whole battle through the demon's special means.

He hadn't originally paid much attention to the old man beside Ounan, but at this moment, his perception had changed.

"You... have a lot of potential, interested in working under me?" As a high-ranking demon like him, if willing, he could still attribute a part of his power to forcefully create a new demon.

But such demons wouldn't have strong potential.

"Work under you!?" Yue Dewen was stunned. He hadn't expected a chance for survival to appear so unexpectedly, and from the enemy no less.

"Your martial arts are very strong... I can't understand them," Hong Xu stated plainly. "But if you're willing to teach me...."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Enormous blood lotuses sprouted from the blood carpet beside the three, growing up with a discordant tearing sound.

They uprooted themselves with their tendril-like roots, eyeing the trio menacingly.

"No fighting is allowed in Yuan City," Ounan said sternly, "Do you dare defy the Blood Alliance's rules!?"

"Rules?" Hong Xu slowly stepped closer. "I originally planned for those useless ones to intercept you early. Never thought you'd make it here...."

"As for rules...." His eyes suddenly flared bright purple. "In my eyes, there are no rules!"

Swoosh!

In an instant, he leapt high into the air, his briefcase writhing rapidly, twisting, and sprouting countless black threads.

Within the blink of an eye, the threads formed a massive web, covering a span of several hundred meters, ready to fall.

He didn't even care about the blood lotuses, intent on obliterating everything.

This move, both Ounan and Yue Dewen couldn't avoid; the coverage area was just too large.

The speed was too fast; they had no room to dodge.

One looked on with despair, the other wore a bitter smile.

They both knew that reaching here was already their limit.

But still...

"Even now, there are those bold enough to defy the will of the Red Lotus, interesting."

At that moment, a vague humanoid silhouette naturally appeared under the black net, standing with hands behind its back, gazing at Hong Xu.

"You!?" Hong Xu's expression tightened, not realizing when this person had arrived. Moreover, the person's face seemed somewhat familiar.

But whoever it was, the bloodline bearer must be taken!

He pointed a finger.

The black net instantly descended.

"Have you not thought about why I would come here?" The man, with long hair draped, his eyes glowing faintly red, asked.

His hand, unknowingly, had already gripped a writhing giant sword of flesh and blood from his back.

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Outside the Celestial Lotus Palace.

At the top of the enormous palace, Zhang Rongfang's visage slowly closed its eyes, remaining still. Above the face, a hundred meters up, beneath the cloudy sky.

Two figures hovered afar, facing each other in mid-air.

On the right was a vague humanoid form composed of countless black insects, one of the Three Evil Kings, Ming.

On the left stood Zhang Rongfang, clad in a blood robe, eyes aflame with bloodfire, with wings slowly fanning on his back.

"Long never taught you," Zhang Rongfang slowly raised his head, "when you come uninvited... you may be treated as a snack?"

"I don't want a conflict with you, but... this matter leaves no room for negotiation," Ming stated in an icy tone.

Swoosh!

Simultaneously, from two other directions, Ophelia's figure in a white dress and Ladi Lan's transparent form appeared simultaneously.

They actually all used space transmission to forcefully arrive.

The Three Evil Kings formed a triangular formation, encircling Zhang Rongfang.

Between Long's orders and the Blood Alliance's rules, one must yield.

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