Hodan then sent his divine sense into the Purple Blood Soft Sword. All he could sense inside it was a powerful aura of slaughter. When his divine sense touched that aura, he clearly saw the scenes contained within it.
...An endless sea of blood.
Corpses and bones from all kinds of races floated in the sea of blood. Some were enormous corpses dozens of meters tall; others were skeletal remains radiating Azure Light... Some had scales, some had horns on their foreheads, and some had four arms... Countless corpses floated in the blood-red sea.
In a haze, Hodan made out one scene after another. In them was a sinister purple sword that flowed with blood, and a sinister man with long purple hair and purple robes. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and his eyes seemed to carry a hint of bloodlust. This was the Purple Blood Fiend, the peak powerhouse renowned throughout Hell.
Just sensing him with his divine sense filled Hodan with a crushing pressure that made it hard to breathe.
Scenes of the Purple Blood Fiend wielding the Purple Blood Soft Sword and slaughtering his way through countless foes flashed by like lightning. Most were blurry, with only the occasional one clear enough to make out. Then, in an instant, all the images vanished.
Seeing the Purple Blood Fiend's world-shaking, heaven-defying slaughter filled Hodan with fervor. The ambition of standing at the peak of Hell stayed with him for a long time. It only strengthened his resolve to reach the summit. What man didn't want to feast on meat and drink from a big bowl? What man didn't dream of standing at the peak?
Hodan's soul was shaped like a blade, proving he had the potential to cultivate the Destruction Rules. Now he had a divine weapon of destruction that had witnessed a world-shaking slaughter. Of course he had to make good use of the aura of slaughter within it, so he could quickly begin to comprehend the Destruction Rules.
Again and again, Hodan sent his divine sense into the Purple Blood Sword, using his soul to comprehend the aura of slaughter. He even merged his blade-shaped soul directly into it.
At last, after countless attempts, the door to the Destruction Rules opened for Hodan. He had finally begun to comprehend them.
Once Hodan had begun to comprehend the Destruction Rules, the aura of slaughter no longer helped him. The Purple Blood Soft Sword was, after all, an ownerless artifact. The aura had merely lingered inside the blade after an earth-shattering slaughter. Helping Hodan take his first step into the Destruction Rules was already more than enough.
Hodan didn't give it much thought. A dead object helping him begin to comprehend the Destruction Rules was already an unexpected bonus. Once he had taken the first step, he could cultivate them from there. After witnessing the Purple Blood Fiend's slaughter, Hodan also understood how to cultivate the Destruction Rules. The fastest way was undoubtedly to grow stronger through battle. Hell had no shortage of bandits, and killing them was one of the quickest ways to amass wealth.
Since the Purple Blood Soft Sword was no longer much use to him, Hodan naturally wanted to sell it and exchange it for cultivation resources, so he could grow stronger as quickly as possible. Only with strength could he face any challenge without fear, like Oufu, the Fate Chief Sovereign. Without enough strength, he would be like a Saint-level magical beast in Hell, reduced to a dish in a tavern.
Hodan ended his cultivation, put on the black robe that concealed his appearance, and headed for Heiyan Castle. This time, he entered through the main entrance at the rear, since he had come to sell something.
Hodan soon arrived at Heiyan Castle. By displaying his Thunder Element High Godhead, he gained entry to the third floor. After all, his Thunder Element High Godhead was now the most valuable thing he owned besides the Purple Blood Soft Sword. Until the deal was done, he didn't want to reveal it too soon.
Hodan entered the third floor and walked up to a counter, where a silver-haired old man in a black robe stood.
"Hmm?" The old man looked up with a faint smile. "What are you selling? Take it out."
Hodan flipped his hand, took out the Purple Blood Soft Sword, and handed it to the old man in black. "This is a High-God Artifact."
The moment the Purple Blood Soft Sword appeared, the temperature on the entire third floor dropped. The silver-haired old man in black stared at the Purple Blood God Sword, his eyes contracting sharply. "This is..."
Everyone on the third floor looked at the Purple Blood God Sword in Hodan's hand, greed glimmering in their eyes. But they were inside the city, and Hodan was sure nobody would dare attack him here. Anyone who dared commit violence within the city would see their entire clan wiped out by the Chief Sovereigns' armies. This was the authority of the Chief Sovereigns, established through countless years of bloodshed in Hell. No one dared challenge it.
Just as the silver-haired old man in black was about to take the Purple Blood Soft Sword from Hodan to appraise it, four people entered the third floor of Heiyan Castle. One walked in front, with the other three following behind.
The man at the head had silver hair and wore silver robes. His eyes were a deep blue, but what made him remarkable was the crescent moon between his brows.
Even standing still, he gave off a sharp, intimidating presence. As the silver-haired young man entered the hall of Heiyan Castle, his gaze swept across the room. Everyone it passed felt a shiver deep in their souls. He was unquestionably a powerhouse!
Many people in the hall noticed the newcomer. At once, more than a dozen people, including the silver-haired old man in black who had been about to appraise the Purple Blood Soft Sword, bowed respectfully. "Lord City Lord!"
Lord City Lord?
Hodan was startled and turned around.
In all of Silvermoon City, only the Seven-Star Fiend Silvermoon could be called the city lord. And this man had a crescent moon between his brows. Was he the Silvermoon Fiend?
The reactions of the others soon confirmed Hodan's guess. "Greetings, Lord City Lord!" Those who had just realized who he was immediately bowed.
Hodan did not bow. He simply stood there holding the Purple Blood Soft Sword. In Hell, he was a member of the Renars Clan. Even if he refused to bow to a Seven-Star Fiend, the man couldn't do anything to him. There was no reason for Hodan to abase himself.
"How terrifying. He's definitely stronger than Elder Muli." Seeing Silvermoon, Hodan couldn't help feeling that way. As a member of the Renars Clan, he knew there were plenty of Seven-Star Fiends in his clan, and his clan leader, Renars, was an Asura powerhouse.
This young man seemed stronger than Elder Muli, but not as strong as his clan leader. Even so, he was a renowned peak powerhouse in Hell.
The Silvermoon Fiend had come to inspect the third floor of Heiyan Castle. When he saw Hodan standing there without bowing like everyone else, and sensed that Hodan was only a Mid-God, an interested smile appeared on his face. But when he saw the Purple Blood Soft Sword in Hodan's hand, he suddenly froze.
"Could I take a look at the sword in your hand, young man?" The Silvermoon Fiend's voice trembled.
The silver-haired old man in black came to his senses and hurriedly said to Hodan, "This is our city lord, the Silvermoon Fiend. I can't appraise your sword, so please show it to the city lord." As he spoke, he kept signaling to Hodan, afraid he might not realize that the person before him was the famous lord of Silvermoon City, the Silvermoon Fiend.
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