"It's you, Chu Jiang!"
Crimson Prison Venerable's eyes blazed with fire as he stared fixedly at the figure in the void, his voice trembling with rage.
The other two Blood Venerables wore equally icy expressions, Killing Intent permeating the air.
They were naturally more than familiar with Chu Jiang, the Sea of Blood Cult's greatest enemy.
But with the Vice Sect Master, a Saint, stationed at headquarters, they held an overwhelming home-field advantage. They refused to believe Chu Jiang could turn the heavens upside down.
"You dared barge into the Sea of Blood Cult headquarters? You're courting death!" Earth Demon said coldly.
"Haha..."
A hoarse, sinister laugh came from the Secluded Heaven Coffin, and its lid slid open with a thunderous boom.
Demonic qi, thick as blood plasma, surged into the sky. A withered figure, gaunt as a skeleton, slowly rose to his feet—it was the Sea of Blood Cult's Vice Sect Master, the Rakshasa Lord.
Two clusters of ghostly green blood-light flickered in his eye sockets as he locked onto Chu Jiang.
"Chu Jiang... I have secluded myself for a thousand years, yet today I broke out of my coffin for you. You should feel honored!"
"To use the sacred blood of you, the Barren Domain's foremost prodigy, as a sacrifice to my Sea of Blood Sacred Cult, helping my Blood God Scripture reach completion and allowing me to pass the coming lightning tribulation—this is truly Heaven's will!"
Chu Jiang's arrival had initially taken him somewhat by surprise, but on second thought, was this not an opportunity bestowed upon him?
The Blood God Scripture was only one final step away. If he could obtain Chu Jiang's essence blood, refine it, and make up for its flaws, he would surely become a top-tier Saint.
He suddenly spread his arms wide.