The First Great Demon God in History
Chapter 45

Suppressing Divine Blood

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The Sea of Blood surged with every kind of sin: cold, resentment, and filth swept toward him.

Lin Huang stood barefoot in the Sea of Blood. Six divine lights spread around him as Earth, Water, Fire, Wind, Yin, and Yang churned. Six-colored lotus blossoms bloomed beneath his feet. Immune to All Laws.

"Interesting."

Lin Huang remained unhurried, focusing on the Sea of Blood and carefully probing its mysteries. He seemed to have grasped something.

"So the Blood God achieved godhood through the blood path. Who knew there were so many secrets hidden in blood?"

Lin Huang sighed. The road ahead suddenly seemed long, and he realized he still had a very long way to go.

"But do you really think this Sea of Blood and Xue Linglong can trap me?"

Lin Huang spoke in a calm tone, as though he weren't the one trapped in the Sea of Blood.

Xue Linglong gave a coquettish laugh. Her voice sounded both distant and near, as if every drop of blood in the sea were her.

"The Sea of Blood alone naturally can't trap you. But I have the Blood Droplet in my hands. The winner has yet to be decided."

Xue Linglong's voice suddenly turned low and icy, sending a chill through the air. Without a breeze, waves rose in the Sea of Blood. The sea split apart and gathered together, and a Blood Dragon burst forth with a furious roar. Its gaze was venomous and vicious, brimming with despair, as it hurtled toward Lin Huang to kill him.

Lin Huang's expression didn't change. He raised his hand and clenched his fist, like a great sun soaring into the sky, dispelling all evil.

Yang Fist streaked across the sky, the ultimate expression of yang energy. It was the path of the sun, radiating boundless light and heat to dispel all sinister forces.

"Huh?!"

Lin Huang had expected the Blood Dragon formed from the Sea of Blood to evaporate like snow beneath his Yang Fist. Instead, the dragon merely let out a mournful cry, its ferocity undiminished. It whipped its tail around, tearing through heaven and earth.

"Interesting." Lin Huang nodded and threw another punch. This one rose from the earth, carrying the power of the entire world beneath his feet. Its force erupted, heavy and boundless, like the starry sky crashing down, and smashed the Blood Dragon to pieces.

"What an overbearing fist technique. Too bad you still can't escape."

After their brief exchange, Xue Linglong was startled, but still believed she could defeat Lin Huang. She gave a sharp cry, and the Sea of Blood surged. Thirteen blood-colored figures appeared above it.

There were a Blood Dragon, a Blood Phoenix, a Blood Turtle, a Blood Tiger, a Blood Qilin, and a blood-colored celestial with six wings on its back, as well as a blood-colored member of the Three-Eyed Clan with its heavenly eye open. The rest looked ordinary enough, but every blood shadow radiated an overwhelming presence, rising straight into the sky like smoke. None was weaker than Lin Huang.

"Haha! Lin Huang, enjoy the Thirteen Blood God Children inside the Blood Droplet!"

Xue Linglong's voice shifted between near and far. She was nowhere to be seen. Apparently not noticing Lin Huang's alarm, she gave a sinister, cold laugh and continued.

"Every one of these Thirteen Blood God Children had attained Saint Rank. They fought against my god, but in the end, my god killed them, took their true blood, and restored their ancestral origins to form the Thirteen Blood God Children. Each is incomparably powerful, and beneath the Gods, none can defeat them. Just wait to die!"

Lin Huang raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Good. Then I won't be picking on the young."

His words sent Xue Linglong into a rage. The thirteen Blood God Children erupted at once, shining with brilliant divine light. Though they were dead, Saint Rank was still Saint Rank; the moment they attacked, they unleashed the laws at their peak.

Fast, fast, fast!

The fastest was a short blood shadow. Its blade flashed without a glimmer of light, and in an instant it was before Lin Huang, so fast he hadn't even had time to think of dodging.

"This is a Sub-Saint of the Sanggui Clan, the founder of the One-Blade Style in Sang World. One slash, and no ghost or god is left behind. Lin Huang, let's see how you die."

With every word Xue Linglong spoke, the short blood shadow struck once—or a thousand times.

Lin Huang was astonished. He hadn't expected anyone in this world to master such a swift blade, one that surpassed time and space, as though slashing at him from the past and the Future.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Lin Huang shouted "Good" three times. With each word, he spat out a blow that stopped a slash. Then he reached out and grabbed, with brute force and utter dominance. No matter how many slashes came, he seized them all in his palm, clenched his fist, and punched.

The wind rose, tearing through the void.

Lin Huang's Wind Fist unleashed countless variations. Every gust and every ripple brought another change. No matter how fast the short blood shadow's blade was, its repeated clangs were all blocked.

Boom!

A forceful punch crashed down on Lin Huang.

It came from a Sub-Saint of the Titan Clan.

Titans embodied the earth. The punch landed with the earth's own weight, shattering the void with unimaginable force.

Without even turning his head, Lin Huang threw back an Earth Fist.

Their fists collided. Lin Huang's feet sank slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. He unleashed the Six Paths Divine Fist, attacking with wide, powerful swings. In a single stride, he reached the Titan Clan blood shadow. His long punches surged, and three Earth Fists slammed down one after another. Then he pressed his hand down, Heaven-Turning the world upside down. Like a great mill grinding heaven and earth, he instantly smashed the Titan Clan blood shadow to pieces.

After smashing the Titan Clan blood shadow with one punch, Lin Huang took a deep breath and exhaled sharply. One Breath Transforms into Three Thousand. Three thousand Lin Huangs threw a punch at the same time. This fist was named Wind, and it swept across heaven and earth.

The Sanggui Clan blood shadow burst like a bubble.

In the time it took to snap his fingers, Lin Huang had killed two blood shadows. He laughed three times: one laugh shook the sky, one shook the earth, and one shook the mortal world. He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and attacked across three thousand miles, each punch faster than the last. In the blink of an eye, he unleashed three thousand punches. With a long roar, he stepped through the stars, broke the void, and reached out to grab.

The boundless Sea of Blood shattered like a phantom made of bubbles. The remaining Blood God Children popped one after another, killed outright.

Lin Huang reached out, grabbed Xue Linglong by the neck, and walked out with her in hand.

Tunbao gaped in disbelief. Seeing Lin Huang carry Xue Linglong out like a dead dog, she was first horrified, then gleeful. She hurried over, tugged a section of the Seven-Colored Refined Gold Chain from around her own neck, and was about to put it around Xue Linglong's.

Xue Linglong's face was pale. After staring at Lin Huang in shock, she suddenly gave a coquettish laugh. "Good. It seems everyone misjudged you. You're no Pseudo-Saint—you can be called a Great Sage."

"Thirteen Blood God Children made from Sub-Saints couldn't even hold you off for ten breaths."

"They're just dead men. The blood path is miraculous, but you haven't mastered it. If the Blood God used it, I naturally wouldn't be able to stop him."

Lin Huang spoke calmly as he watched Tunbao gleefully fasten the Seven-Colored Refined Gold Chain around Xue Linglong's neck.

"Hehehe. Are you going to keep me as a pet?" Xue Linglong had regained her composure. She flicked the chain around her neck, then gave a coquettish laugh. "Next time, if you can catch me again, I'll be your pet. How about that?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Xue Linglong's figure abruptly dispersed, transforming into tens of thousands of blood-colored bats that fled in every direction.

"Oh no! I forgot she had this trick!" Tunbao cried, deeply chagrined.

Lin Huang remained expressionless. He reached out and seized all eight directions, taking hold of the universe. Every blood-colored bat fell into his hand.

He raised an eyebrow, then withdrew his hand and said, "I still underestimated these Descendants of Divine Blood. Their methods of escaping with their lives are truly exceptional, to say the least."

Tunbao hung her head, immediately realizing that Lin Huang hadn't stopped Xue Linglong either. She had escaped.

"Damn it. Why doesn't our Taotie Clan have a way to escape like that? Then I wouldn't have to be this wretched Lin Huang's pet." Tunbao tugged unhappily at the chain around her neck, still unwilling to accept her lot.

As she sulked, Tunbao saw a blood-colored bat flying back in a panic from afar. She let out a strange cry. "I knew it! Xue Linglong, you wouldn't be so disloyal as to leave me here alone to be his pet."

Xue Linglong was pale, her bat wings broken. She plunged down at Lin Huang's feet and cried in terror, "No! Someone even more vicious came from over there!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, the earth shook and the mountains trembled. A terrifying giant beast suddenly burst out of the ground.

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