Despair

Daoist Chai's wild laughter did not yet cease, and his figure swept forward like a tide of blood, his sword fiercely hacking down to strike down Wang Hao, who was heavily wounded and unable to rise.

"Wang Hao, go to hell..."

"Think twice—!"

Old Zhou let out a low cry, his body abruptly shifting sideways as he dragged his shattered physique to block in front of Wang Hao. The long spear in his hand was already broken, yet he still used his final strength to block that blow.

"Director Wang, run!" His voice was hoarse, fresh blood constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth. "We... are no match for him..."

Before his words finished, he fiercely grabbed Daoist Chai, resembling an aged yet unyielding hound biting down tenaciously on a fierce tiger.

Daoist Chai's expression twisted. "Courting death!"

"Bang—!!"

A terrifying power erupted from within his body, blasting Old Zhou's physique into smithereens with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

"Old Zhou—!!" Wang Hao felt his throat tighten, his Qi and blood churning as a mouthful of aged blood spewed out.

He collapsed to his knees with trembling hands, staring at that shattered mist of blood before him, his eyes filled with hatred and unyielding resolve.

He slowly fumbled a blood-red medicinal pill from his bosom, one radiating an eerie luster—it was the Blood Burst Pill!

Moreover, this Blood Burst Pill did not look like the ordinary version.

"Daoist Chai..." He clenched his teeth, his voice low like thunder. "You should go to hell!"

"Ha!" Daoist Chai arched a brow, gazing at Wang Hao's aged yet still unyielding physique as he revealed a trace of disdain. "Just by you? Swallowing a Blood Burst Pill is merely clinging to a gasping breath; people like you can only spend your entire lives looking up at the dust beneath my feet."

He raised his long sword high, pressing forward step by step with a killing intent like a collapsing mountain and a raging sea.

"Then come and try!"

Wang Hao let out a roar toward the heavens, swallowing the Blood Burst Pill down. A crazed aura instantly exploded from within his body, the muscles all over him bulging and veins violently protruding. His entire aura abruptly climbed, transforming as if from a tiger into a mad lion!

The two auras reached their absolute peak almost at this very instant, about to violently collide—

"Boom—!!"

The hall doors were fiercely smashed open with a thunderous, deafening crash. A bloody shadow rushed in furiously, and following closely behind was a giant resembling a blood demon!

"Roar—!!!"

Liang Hu and Duan Lie were like Asuras from hell, the blood qi all over their bodies churning while their eyes lacked all spirit. Their crazed roars were like wild beasts unboxed, their killing intent towering to the heavens!

Daoist Chai's expression changed abruptly, and he stepped back half a step. For the first time, panic and anger intertwined across his face.

"You... how could you possibly appear here?!"

Liang Hu's eyes were crimson, as if about to drip blood. He stared fixedly at Daoist Chai, his voice hoarse and low, yet revealing a bone-chilling hatred:

"Old thief... you lied to me... you said the Blood Pill could make me stronger... right now... right now I just want to tear you to pieces!! I want you to die! I want to... twist off your head!!"

"Huo aaaa—!!!"

He punched out, the air exploding. It held not the slightest bit of flashiness, yet possessed the terrifying might of a collapsing mountain.

"Scram!"

Daoist Chai swung his sword to meet the attack, the sword Qi forming a curtain and the bloody radiance intersecting.

Yet immediately following, a dark shadow lunged fiercely forward. Duan Lie roared repeatedly with a mouth full of mad gibberish, his fists hammering like mallets without any rule or method, yet extremely tyrannical. He smashed down wildly punch after punch, resembling an out-of-control giant ape!

Daoist Chai roared, "You two lunatics!"

He suddenly burst forth, his feet shattering the floor tiles as his figure transformed into a blur, kicking Liang Hu flying with a single strike.

"Boom—!"

Liang Hu's massive body heavily impacted the wall of the pill hall, shockingly smashing out a giant cavern with sheer force.

Simultaneously, watching Duan Lie press in close, Daoist Chai fiercely slammed a palm toward Duan Lie's chest. The force was so great that it actually shocked that tower-like Duan Lie back several steps, coughing up blood and roaring wildly as his physique swayed.

Before Duan Lie could even steady his stance, Daoist Chai had already whirled around and turned his sword. The long sword in his hand sliced out a frigid arc like a poisonous snake spitting its tongue!

"Puff—!"

Where the sword light passed, fresh blood splattered from Duan Lie's neck. His oversized head rolled onto the ground, his wide-open eyes still staring fixedly at Daoist Chai, filled with hatred and madness. His heavy carcass collapsed with a loud crash, producing a massive echo.

Meanwhile, Liang Hu, who lay heavily wounded nearby, actually recognized fear, hurriedly scrambling to his feet and fleeing.

Outside the doors, Gu Chang'an leaned against a broken pillar. Seeing this, his pupils constricted as he cursed in a low voice:

"F*ck... this old bastard is strong..."

His gaze landed upon Daoist Chai. He saw that the man currently resembled a demonish fiend descending to the mortal world, his robes fluttering and his physique upright. Every single inch of muscle across his body was tensed like iron, and his gaze was filled with frantic madness and cold detachment, having completely come to view human lives as mere grass.

And according to the system's display, this Daoist Chai's physique stat had actually reached 780.

Terrifying to this extreme.

Liang Hu and Duan Lie, who were incomparably powerful in his eyes, were treated like mere playthings by Daoist Chai.

In an instant, one was heavily wounded while the other died.

This scene deeply shook Gu Chang'an's soul.

"Ah—!"

Right at this moment, Wang Hao's voice resounded.

He saw that the intense pain within Wang Hao's body was like a knife cutting through him, his entire body feeling as though it were being scorched by raging flames. Yet, enduring the backlash of pain brought by the enhanced version of the Blood Burst Pill, he clenched his teeth and stood up. His physique also climbed accordingly, reaching 650.

"Daoist Chai, go to hell..."

Wang Hao let out an angry roar, his footsteps kicking off the ground as it shattered. His figure abruptly darted out, pouncing toward Daoist Chai like a collapsing mountain, the heavy saber in his hand hacking down furiously!

"Hmph!"

"An ant..."

Daoist Chai cold-snorted, his long sword counter-hooking. The two weapons violently collided in midair, erupting with a deafening crash and churning up several yards of wind and waves.

Wang Hao's saber stance was heavy and fierce, actually forcing Daoist Chai back a step amidst their head-on clash!

A fierce flash flickered in Daoist Chai's eyes. "You've actually gotten somewhat tougher."

"You want to kill me?" Wang Hao's eyes were filled with unyielding resolve. "Then you'll have to pay a price!"

Without retreating a single step, he continuously swung his saber three times. The saber wind rolled like a tide, chopping the stone pillars within the grand hall into shattering fragments and sending roof tiles flying in all directions!

Daoist Chai sneered without a word, his long sword dancing as the sword light transformed into illusions, weaving through the gaps of Wang Hao's heavy saber. Every single strike went straight for vital points, bizarre and razor-sharp.

The two figures intersected, saber and sword breaking the wind while the violent force shook the earth. The surrounding ground was stomped into inch-wide cracks, and corpses flew about the vicinity, resembling an Asura battlefield!

Gu Chang'an gripped his long saber tightly, standing outside the doors with his gaze as solemn as frost:

"Director Wang... you must hold on..."

Inside the hall, the sounds of blades clashing were as thunderous to the ear as sparks flew. Wang Hao and Daoist Chai engaged in a battle of life and death, fighting until the heavens and earth grew dark!

Although Wang Hao's physique was lower than Daoist Chai's by over a hundred points, he was not immediately suppressed.

650 versus 780—though a gap existed, it was not yet enough to constitute a crushing defeat.

As long as his techniques were appropriate and his will resolute, a thread of victory remained.

Gu Chang'an's gaze flickered.

There was still a chance... was there really?

Yet very quickly, his heart sank bit by bit.

No.

The Blood Spirit Pill Daoist Chai had ingested was an evil pill refined from the blood of living people; what it enhanced was the fundamental essence of the body, and that was a permanent improvement.

Meanwhile, the Blood Burst Pill Wang Hao had swallowed could indeed erupt with startling might in a short time, but it merely overdrew his lifespan and Qi and blood, destined to lack endurance.

Initially, he might still be able to put up a fight, but once the battle dragged on and Wang Hao's strength and breath were exhausted, he would plunge into a fatal predicament!

He clenched his teeth tightly as cold sweat quietly slid down from his forehead.

This was bad... the situation was even worse than he had imagined...

Gu Chang'an's fingers trembled slightly, a sliver of an urge to flee unexpectedly breeding within his heart.

He was a man who dared to fight and hustle, but he was not someone devoid of sense regarding weight and consequence.

If Wang Hao died, facing an evil-path expert of the seventh rank, he possessed completely zero capability for resistance.

Remaining here meant simply throwing away his life in vain...

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