Introduction to Destruction Rules

Hodan then controlled his spiritual energy to enter the interior of the Purple Blood Soft Sword. Inside, Hodan could only sense a powerful baleful aura. When his spiritual energy made contact with this aura, Hodan clearly saw the scenes contained within that terrifying energy.

...An endless ocean of blood.

Corpses of all kinds of races and white bones floated in the bloody ocean; some were giant corpses dozens of meters tall, others were skeletal remains emitting a cyan glow... some had scales, some had horns on their foreheads, or possessed four arms... countless corpses drifted in the sea of blood.

Hodan vaguely saw a series of images: a purple, eerie longsword dripping with fresh blood, and a sinister man with long purple hair and purple robes. He had eyebrows like sharp swords, and his eyes seemed to carry a hint of bloodlust—this was the renowned peak powerhouse of Hell, the Purple Blood Fiend.

Even just sensing it through his spiritual energy, Hodan felt a sense of oppression, a pressure that made it difficult for him to breathe.

Scenes of the Purple Blood Fiend wielding the Purple Blood Soft Sword in slaughter flashed by like lightning, sometimes blurry, occasionally clear, but then all the images dissipated.

Hodan saw the Purple Blood Fiend's heaven-defying, earth-shattering fighting stance, which made Hodan's blood boil. That spirit of standing at the peak of Hell was something Hodan could not forget for a long time. Hodan became even more determined to reach the peak himself. What man doesn't want to eat meat in large chunks and drink wine in large bowls? What man doesn't have a dream of reaching the pinnacle?

Hodan's soul was shaped like a saber, which proved that he had the potential to cultivate the Destruction Rules. Now that Hodan held a Destruction divine weapon that had experienced such earth-shattering slaughter, he naturally had to make good use of the baleful aura within it to quickly gain an entry-level understanding of the Destruction Rules.

Hodan repeatedly entered the interior of the Purple Blood Sword with his spiritual energy, using his soul to perceive this baleful aura time and time again, even directly merging his saber-shaped soul into the mass of energy.

Finally, after Hodan's repeated insights, the door to the Destruction Rules opened for him; Hodan had finally achieved an entry-level understanding of the Destruction Rules.

After Hodan reached the entry level of the Destruction Rules, that mass of baleful aura lost its utility for him. After all, the Purple Blood Soft Sword was merely an ownerless divine artifact, and that aura was just residue left inside the blade after earth-shattering slaughter. Being able to help Hodan reach the entry level of the Destruction Rules was already worthy of its status.

Hodan did not pay much attention to it; after all, for a dead object to help him reach the entry level of the Destruction Rules was an extra surprise. As long as he could get started, he could cultivate it in the future. Having observed the slaughter of the Purple Blood Fiend, Hodan also understood the cultivation method for the Destruction Rules. The fastest way was undoubtedly to nurture war through war—Hell was never short of bandits, and killing bandits was also one of the fastest ways to accumulate wealth.

Since the Purple Blood Soft Sword was no longer of much use to Hodan, he naturally had to sell it in exchange for cultivation resources to rapidly strengthen himself. Only by having powerful strength could he fear no challenges, just like the Fate Chief Sovereign Oufu. If one's strength was insufficient, one could only be like a Saint-level Magic Beast in Hell, destined to become a dish in a tavern.

Hodan ended his cultivation, put on that black robe to conceal himself, and headed toward Heiyan Castle. This time, Hodan entered through the main entrance, as he was going there to sell something.

Hodan soon arrived at Heiyan Castle. By displaying his Thunder Element High-God spark, Hodan was able to enter the third floor. After all, the Thunder Element High-God spark was now the most valuable thing on Hodan besides the Purple Blood Soft Sword. Before the transaction was complete, he did not want to expose it too quickly.

Hodan entered the third floor and walked up to a black-robed, silver-haired old man at one of the counters.

"Hmm?" The black-robed, silver-haired old man looked up and said indifferently, "What are you selling? Take it out."

Hodan flipped his hand and took out the Purple Blood Soft Sword, handing it to the black-robed, silver-haired old man. "It is this High-God artifact."

As soon as the Purple Blood Soft Sword was brought out, the temperature of the entire third floor dropped by a notch. The black-robed, silver-haired old man's eyes contracted violently as he looked at the purple-blooded divine weapon before him: "This is..."

Everyone on the third floor looked at the purple-blooded divine sword in Hodan's hand, their eyes flashing with greed. However, this was inside a city, and Hodan believed no one dared to make a move. Anyone who dared to act within the city would have their entire clan razed to the ground by the Chief Sovereign's army. This was the majesty of the Chief Sovereigns established by iron and blood over countless years in Hell; no one dared to provoke it.

Just as the black-robed, silver-haired old man was about to take the Purple Blood Soft Sword from Hodan's hand for appraisal, a group of four people stepped onto the third floor of Heiyan Castle. One person walked in front, while the other three followed behind him.

The leader had long silver hair and wore silver robes. He had azure pupils, but what was surprising was that there was a crescent moon in the center of his forehead.

Even just standing there, he gave off a sharp, piercing feeling. After entering the hall of Heiyan Castle, the silver-haired youth swept his gaze across the room, and everyone his gaze touched felt a palpitation from the depths of their souls—an absolute powerhouse!

Many people in the hall of Heiyan Castle noticed the newcomer. Immediately, over a dozen people, including the black-robed, silver-haired old man who was about to take the Purple Blood Soft Sword for appraisal, bowed respectfully: "Lord City Lord!"

Lord City Lord?

Hodan was startled and turned around.

The only person in the entire Silvermoon City who could be called City Lord was the Seven-Star Fiend 'Silvermoon'. Was the person before him with the crescent moon on his forehead the "Silvermoon Fiend"?

Soon, the reactions of others confirmed Hodan's guess. "Greetings, Lord City Lord." The others who realized what was happening immediately bowed.

Hodan did not bow; he just stood there holding the Purple Blood Soft Sword. In Hell, he was a member of the Renars Clan. A Seven-Star Fiend couldn't do anything to him just because he didn't bow, and Hodan didn't need to demean himself.

"So terrifying, definitely stronger than Elder Muli." When Hodan saw this Silvermoon, he had this feeling in his heart for no reason. As a member of the Renars Clan... there were quite a few Seven-Star Fiends in his own clan, and his clan leader, Renars, was even an Asura-level powerhouse.

The young man before him felt stronger than Elder Muli of his own clan, but not quite as strong as his clan leader. However, he was still a renowned peak powerhouse in Hell.

The Silvermoon Fiend had originally come to inspect the third floor of Heiyan Castle. Seeing that Hodan did not bow to him like the others, and sensing that Hodan was only a Mid-God, a smile of interest immediately appeared on his face. But when he saw the Purple Blood Soft Sword in Hodan's hand, he suddenly froze.

"Little brother, could you let me take a look at the sword in your hand?" The Silvermoon Fiend's voice trembled.

The black-robed, silver-haired old man regained his senses and hurriedly said to Hodan: "This is our City Lord, the 'Silvermoon Fiend'. I cannot appraise your sword either, so why don't you let the City Lord take a look?" After speaking, he kept winking at Hodan, fearing that Hodan didn't know that the famous Silvermoon City Lord, the "Silvermoon Fiend", was right in front of him.

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