Blood Blade King

Through the evolution of the universe, the Initial Universe continuously repaired the space-time rifts scattered across the sky. Crystalline threads flowed through the openings as they split apart again and again, only to be repaired again and again, endlessly...

Chaos City was the only ancient city in the Initial Universe.

"Rumble~~~" The Pyramid spacecraft stopped above Chaos City. Its hatch opened, and figures from the various branches of the Human Race flew out, heading toward different parts of the city.

This wasn't Qin Cang's first time in Chaos City. After the Genius Battle, he had cultivated there for thirty years. Later, when he was at Domain Lord Level, he had also spent a full three hundred years cultivating in the city, thanks to the benefits afforded to core geniuses of the Virtual Universe Company.

Now, this was his third time in Chaos City, and he would spend the next three thousand years here.

Converted to Primal Universe time, that would be ten thousand years.

Before the guide could say a word, Qin Cang shot down and landed beside the City Lord Mansion, in front of a three-story building.

This was the residence of Qin Cang's Fourth Senior Brother, Blood Blade King.

Before Qin Cang, Demon Wing Venerable had taken five disciples. Four of them were still alive.

Among them, his eldest senior brother, Golden Feather Venerable, and second senior brother, Venerable Mi Hao, had both been Venerables for a long time. Qin Cang had only met them a few times in the Virtual Universe.

His third senior brother, Snow Imperial King, was almost as talented as his Fourth Senior Brother, Blood Blade King, but his personal opportunities had been several ranks worse.

Blood Blade King had become an Invincible King many years ago, while Snow Imperial King was still a King at the limit.

The difference between a King at the limit and an Invincible King might not be great in terms of laws and secret techniques, but their actual combat strength was worlds apart.

Demon Wing Venerable had even admitted that if Snow Imperial King and Blood Blade King fought to the death, Snow Imperial King wouldn't withstand three moves from Blood Blade King.

That showed just how great the gap in their strength was.

Snow Imperial King now spent his days fighting in Universe Secret Regions and on the Outer-Region Battlefield, all to accumulate resources to trade for a Heavy Treasure suited to him. He also hoped to find inspiration in battle, break through to become a Venerable, and surpass Blood Blade King.

Blood Blade King, on the other hand, had long since withdrawn from worldly affairs. He stayed in Chaos City, teaching the younger generation and seeking an opportunity to break through to Venerable. He was much like King Zhen Yan in the original story.

When Qin Cang entered the hall, he saw a tall figure seated at the far end. Dragon horns grew from his head, and a dragon tail from his back—signs that he had been born into a branch of the Dragon-man Race.

He wore dark red armor and carried a blood-red War Blade on his back. Qin Cang knew that both the armor and the blade were Heavy Treasures. The blood-red blade in particular was a Top-Tier Heavy Treasure, with terrifying destructive power. Blood Blade King had obtained it by exchanging a long sword he had acquired through an opportunity of his own. Of course, the blade, though precious, was not as valuable as the sword he had traded away, so the difference in value had been made up with the armor. Blood Blade King had told Qin Cang all this himself after getting drunk during Qin Cang's second visit to Chaos City.

He hadn't said how he got them, but it must have involved immense danger.

It was only many years later that Qin Cang realized he had been wrong: Blood Blade King really had been lucky. He hadn't picked them up along the road, but it wasn't far off.

Qin Cang's timing wasn't the best. Today was the day Blood Blade King gave a lecture, and the hall was packed with people who had come from all over to listen. When Blood Blade King saw Qin Cang arrive, he raised an eyebrow. Qin Cang acknowledged him, and Blood Blade King continued his lecture.

"The fundamental laws behind the third image of the Heart Trace Chaos Stele should operate like this."

Blood Blade King spoke lightly, then projected a diagram showing the movements of a blade technique.

Even Qin Cang, a Fighter who primarily cultivated spear techniques, couldn't help but marvel at his senior brother's obsession with the blade as he watched Blood Blade King explain both blade techniques and the Heart Trace Chaos Stele.

The Heart Trace Chaos Stele explained laws through blade techniques. Even Luo Feng had listed it as one of his alternatives when choosing a Chaos Stele, but he had ultimately chosen the Nine Universes Chaos Stele, which focused primarily on explaining laws.

Of course, Qin Cang had chosen the Nine Universes Chaos Stele as well. Its explanation of space truly reached an exquisitely subtle level. He just didn't know which Universe Master had created it.

Perhaps its creator had already fallen; it was also possible that he was still alive. After all, there was no rule saying that a Chaos Stele's name had to match its creator's title, nor was there any rule limiting each Universe Master to a single Chaos Stele.

Soon, half a day had passed.

"That's all for today's lecture. You're welcome to come again next time," Blood Blade King announced.

Clearly, some of the experts were still eager for more. Among them were even Immortals and Marquis-level powerhouses.

"Thank you, Blood Blade King." Everyone present bowed in unison, then began to leave, discussing the lecture as they went.

"No wonder he's one of the greatest masters, an Invincible King who wielded nothing but a steel blade. His understanding of the blade and the Heart Trace Chaos Stele is far beyond ours. I wonder when I'll be able to reach his level."

"You're hoping to rival Blood Blade King? I'd be happy just to become a Marquis. Then I could ask our ancestor..."

Soon, everyone had left except Qin Cang.

"Greetings, Senior Brother. You haven't changed a bit," Qin Cang said with a smile.

"What's there to change? After all these years, I'm still the same, holed up here, searching for a chance to break through." Blood Blade King came down and smiled in reply.

"Haha, Junior Brother, since you're here in Chaos City, you have to join me for a few drinks. I've got a bottle of wine that's been brewing for a full hundred thousand eras. I've been saving it for you." Before Qin Cang could say anything, Blood Blade King had already arranged their plans.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother. I'll be here for a full three thousand years this time, so I'll drink my fill with you. But first, I need to visit the City Lord Mansion. After that, I can join you for a drink." Qin Cang politely declined. It was all right to make his senior brother wait a little, but he couldn't keep someone like Chaos City Lord waiting. He had already wasted half a day.

"Hahaha, so that's how it is. Of course, meeting the City Lord is important. Having a drink with me is a tiny matter by comparison. Hurry along—you can't keep someone like Chaos City Lord waiting." Blood Blade King urged him on, without asking how his junior brother had managed to secure an audience with Chaos City Lord.

"In that case, I'll be off first, Senior Brother. Once I've taken care of things, I'll come back and have a proper drink with you."

Then Qin Cang said goodbye to his senior brother, Blood Blade King, and headed to the City Lord Mansion.

The City Lord Mansion stood at the center of Chaos City.

The Outer Mansion gates were always open, but the Inner Mansion was strictly guarded. Every guard was an Immortal God.

That left Qin Cang speechless. Who would dare trespass on your turf, old man? Were these guards assigned here just to give them something to do, or were they there for appearances?

Chaos City Lord: You got it right.

"Clang!" Two guards stepped in front of Qin Cang and watched him coldly.

"I'm Qin Cang. I've come at my master's command to pay my respects to Chaos City Lord," Qin Cang said respectfully.

"Oh?" The guards were perceptive. They knew that under ordinary circumstances, no one would dare come here. They had also heard of the man standing before them—without question, the greatest genius of the Human Race at present.

Perhaps he really had come on orders.

"Please wait. I'll go inform them," one of the guards said with a faint smile.

Not long afterward, the guard returned.

"Go on in. Unity Venerable is waiting for you inside."