Blood Ancestor

"I never expected the Dao Tian Sect's mountain lord to appear here."

The second sister, Nangong Xinran, found it hard to believe.

After all, the Dao Tian Sect's mountain lords were not only individuals of vast divine abilities, but also possessed exalted status.

Lowly cultivators could spend their entire lives doing nothing but hearing their legends. Those fortunate enough to behold their true faces were blessed across three lifetimes.

"But since he is a mountain lord of the Dao Tian Sect, it is no longer strange for nine Void Immortal level flood dragons to pull his carriage."

The third sister, Nangong Youran, nodded as well.

Only the eldest sister, Nangong Anran, frowned tightly. "The Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord is indeed renowned throughout Azure Continent, his name like thunder in one's ears. But I remember that this mountain lord became famous not because of great strength—quite the opposite. Wasn't he said to be a Cultivation Waste? Yet from the looks of it now, that rumor seems to have been false."

"Perhaps this Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord deliberately endured humiliation and bore heavy burdens? Now that his great undertaking is complete, he no longer needs to hide himself?"

At that moment, Nangong Xinran's eyes were filled with reverence as she looked at Li Zhōujūn.

"Wow, Second Sister, why do I feel like you're about to take the shape of the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord?" Nangong Youran teased. Then she poured a basin of cold water over her sister. "But forget it, Second Sister. The Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord can tame nine Void Immortal level flood dragons now. His cultivation has probably already reached an even deeper realm. Even if he wants a Cultivation Partner, there's no way he'd fancy you."

"Pah, you little brat, stop cursing me. As the saying goes, dare to dream, dare to act!" Nangong Xinran said.

At the same time.

An elderly voice rang out from Blood Refining Mountain. "This old man, Xue Lianzi, pays his respects to the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord."

As the words fell.

Blood-red mist rose into the sky above Blood Refining Mountain, eventually taking the form of an elderly man in red robes, who bowed respectfully toward Li Zhōujūn.

"Die." Li Zhōujūn grinned.

"ROAR!"

"ROAR!"

"ROAR..."

As Li Zhōujūn's words fell, the nine flood dragons let out earth-shaking roars.

Facing nine Void Immortal level flood dragons, the Blood Refining Ancestor, who was only in the Nascent Soul Realm, was scared out of his wits. He cried in terror, "Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord, if you dare kill me, the person behind me will definitely not let you go!"

"No wonder you dared show yourself before me. So someone is backing you up from behind." Li Zhōujūn sneered. "But I would like to see who can stand against me." He directly ordered the nine flood dragons to attack.

Receiving the command, the nine flood dragons opened their jaws wide and spewed nine streams of white mist that were nearly solid, surging toward the Blood Refining Ancestor like a blanket covering heaven and earth.

The white mist radiated an utterly frigid aura. Even the Nangong Three Sisters far below the mountain, despite circulating all their cultivation to resist it, could not stop themselves from shivering beneath that cold.

But just as the white mist was about to reach the Blood Refining Ancestor, a sudden change occurred.

The Blood Refining Ancestor's eyes turned crimson. Streams of blood qi poured from every pore across his body, finally condensing behind him into a scarlet phantom dozens of zhang tall.

The mountain-like blood-colored phantom had no face, yet with a mere lift of its hand, it effortlessly scattered the white mist spewed forth by the nine flood dragons.

"What?!"

At the foot of Blood Refining Mountain, the Nangong Three Sisters stared wide-eyed as the freezing torrent jointly unleashed by nine Void Immortal level flood dragons was so easily dispersed by that scarlet phantom.

Those were nine Void Immortal level flood dragons!

In this age, they were absolutely top-tier combat power!

At the very instant the scarlet phantom made its move.

In an unknown village, an Old Beggar who had been snoring by the roadside slowly opened a pair of cloudy eyes and looked toward the place where the scarlet phantom had appeared.

"Well, well, that old undead thing has shown up again." The Old Beggar yawned, and then his figure gradually faded away from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already high above the scarlet phantom and Li Zhōujūn.

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"Eh? This old man actually cannot see through this little fellow!"

When the Old Beggar saw Li Zhōujūn, his eyes widened in disbelief.

However, Li Zhōujūn had not noticed the Old Beggar's sudden appearance in the sky.

The scarlet phantom clearly had not noticed the Old Beggar either.

At that moment, Li Zhōujūn fixed the scarlet phantom behind Xue Lianzi with an icy gaze and sneered, "What sewer-dwelling thing is this? How dare you run wild within the territory of my Dao Tian Sect!"

"Little fellow, you've got quite the nerve, daring to touch even this one's Chess Piece." The scarlet phantom spoke in an elderly voice, chuckling. Then his tone shifted. "Nine Void Immortal Stage Flood Dragons? They should make a fine tonic for this ancestor."

"What arrogance! Just who is this person?!"

The Nangong Three Sisters were shocked. In his mouth, nine Void Immortal level flood dragons were spoken of as casually as an everyday dish.

At the same time, the three sisters were grateful that the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord had come.

Otherwise, if the three of them had gone up there alone, wouldn't that scarlet phantom have treated them as little snacks and gobbled them up?

"Do you think the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord is a match for this suddenly appearing guy?" Nangong Xinran asked anxiously.

"Second Sister, you haven't even gotten together with him yet, and you're already preparing to fulfill a wife's duties?" Even in such a dangerous situation, Nangong Youran did not forget to tease her second sister. She was truly an optimist to the bone.

Nangong Xinran rolled her eyes. "If the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord can't withstand him, we'll all die."

"Oh." Nangong Youran did not believe her second sister's explanation at all.

At that moment, Nangong Anran suddenly spoke. "This blood-colored phantom reminds me of a legend."

"What legend?" Nangong Xinran asked.

Nangong Anran said, "I once read an account in the unofficial histories of Azure Continent. Ten thousand years ago, the Blood Ancestor descended from beyond the heavens, bringing with him a vast sea of blood that swept across Azure Continent. Hundreds of millions of living beings were plunged into misery, and all things withered away. Later, True Immortal Zai Lu intervened and sealed the Blood Ancestor on Blood God Island, one hundred and eight thousand li away from Azure Continent."

"Big Sister, are you saying this blood-colored phantom is that Blood Ancestor?" Nangong Xinran sucked in a sharp breath.

This was an existence capable of rivaling a True Immortal!

Even if it was only a clone, it should not be someone the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord could fight, right?

With that thought, she looked worriedly toward Li Zhōujūn. Though this was her first time meeting the Cloud Dwelling Mountain Lord, Nangong Xinran had already been deeply drawn in by his bearing.

At the same time.

Li Zhōujūn smiled. "You're that certain you can beat me?"

Hearing this, the blood-colored phantom chuckled. "Young man, beneath these heavens, even this clone of mine is an invincible existence. Young man, obediently accept your death!"

As his words fell, the blood-colored phantom attacked. His massive hand, like a mountain range, reached out to close around Li Zhōujūn.

"Hold it!" Li Zhōujūn suddenly said.

"Oh? Are you afraid?" The blood-colored phantom halted, asking in surprise.

"Of course not. Seeing that you're quite strong, why don't we make this more interesting and have a bet?" Li Zhōujūn said with a smile.

"Oh? What bet?" The blood-colored phantom asked with interest.

Li Zhōujūn said, "If you fail to defeat me, you'll have to call me Dad."

"Oh? And if you die by my hand?" the blood-colored phantom asked.

Li Zhōujūn looked at him as though he were an idiot. "Are you stupid? If I'm dead, can't you do whatever you want?"

The blood-colored phantom: "..."

"Pfft!"

At the foot of the mountain, the Nangong Three Sisters could not hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

Seeing this from above, the Old Beggar also said with a smiling squint, "This kid's interesting. This is the first time this old man has seen someone so gutsy, daring to make fun of that old dog Blood Ancestor."