This Is My Territory
"Slurp."
The Thunder Emperor Divine Seat emitted a sound similar to slurping noodles.
It swallowed that pure energy whole.
[Nine Heavens Divine Lightning]: Burp--! It's a bit salty, and the texture is a bit tough, like cured meat that's been sitting for hundreds of years. But the energy content is still pretty good, so I'd give it a 6 out of 10.
[The Myriad Poisons Divine Farmer's Canon]: (Regretfully) Why did you eat it? Leave some for me to study! The structure of the poison curses on it is very interesting...
[Ancient Life Tree]: Although it looks awful, I still want to try it...
[Immovable Wisdom King Wall]:... You bunch of gluttons, that was a Martial Emperor's divine sense attack! Can't you show some basic respect?
Outside world.
Su Zhan let out a burp.
That was not a physiological reaction, but a natural overflow after the soul had been greatly nourished.
The Blood-colored Vertical Eye in mid-air, upon hearing Su Zhan's provocative remark of "more," teetered on the brink of rage.
But more than anything, there was terror.
It cannot understand.
Why did my all-out attack vanish without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea?
"Who are you?!"
The Blood-colored Vertical Eye let out a deafening roar, but there was a hint of bravado mixed with cowardice in its voice.
Who I am is not important.
Su Zhan's smile vanished, and his gaze suddenly turned sharp as a knife.
He took a step forward, and the Altar beneath his feet collapsed with a deafening roar.
The important thing is, you crossed the line.
This is my territory.
The words had barely left his mouth.
A purple-gold lightning mark suddenly lit up between Su Zhan's eyebrows.
That was a trace of "majesty" emanating from the Thunder Emperor Divine Seat after he had eaten and drunk his fill.
Just a trace.
But this majesty belongs to the High Antiquity Thunder Emperor, to the supreme authority of the Lord of Principle!
"Roll!"
Su Zhan's words thundered like spring thunder.
This single word, empowered by the Thunder Emperor Divine Seat, transformed into a sharp sword that cleaved through the void, piercing fiercely into the pupil of that Blood-colored Vertical Eye.
"Snap!"
A crisp cracking sound echoed through the sky.
That once arrogant demonic eye, like a mirror struck by a hammer, was instantly covered with countless cracks.
"You brat! How dare you—!"
The Sect Master's furious roar abruptly stopped.
"Bang!"
The Blood-colored Vertical Eye exploded completely, turning into a rain of blood that dissipated between heaven and earth.
At the same time.
Tens of thousands of miles away.
Deep within the boundless Demon Sea, in that majestic and sinister Black Demon Great Hall.
"Puff--!"
The burly figure, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the Blood Pool, suddenly leaned forward and spat out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, staining the white Jade Stone ground in front of him in a shocking way.
The Black Demon Sect Master clutched his chest; his face, usually hidden in the shadows, was now as pale as paper, his features contorted in agony.
His soul was forcibly torn apart.
That kind of pain was a hundred times more intense than being slowly sliced to death physically.
"Damn it... damn it!"
He gripped the armrests of the throne tightly, his fingernails digging deep into the hard Obsidian.
"That power... that's the aura of the Thunder Origin!"
"How is this possible? In today's cultivation world, how could anyone still possess such a High Antiquity Thunder Method?!"
For the first time, a deep sense of apprehension appeared in his eyes.
That young man who destroyed his branch and killed his Demon Envoy was no ordinary person.
"Pass down the order!"
The Sect Master, enduring the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart, roared at the empty hall.
"Seal off the Demon Sea! Activate the Sect-Protection Grand Formation!"
"No one is allowed to take action before this person's background is fully investigated!"
He was scared.
The backlash he experienced in that instant made him realize that the thing hidden inside his opponent possessed a terrifying power capable of threatening his own body.
Within the Secret Realm.
With the Demon Eye shattered, the suffocating feeling that had been pressing down on everyone finally dissipated.
The Yuan Household family members collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, as if they had just escaped from the brink of death.
They looked at Su Zhan standing on the ruins of the Altar with eyes that went beyond mere awe; they were almost fanatical in worship.
Even the divine Avatar of Martial Emperor could be deterred with a single word.
Who exactly is this Divine Lord, the reincarnation of a divine being?
Yuan Ji struggled to his feet, wanting to step forward and kowtow.
However, Su Zhan did not show any joy in his victory.