The moment Mu Que revealed himself, the Soul Hall's Fourth Heavenly Venerate, clad in crimson robes and surrounded by a bloody aura, looked at him with irrepressible hatred in his eyes.
"Mu Que, I never expected you to dare show yourself here!"
A cold, eerie aura erupted directly from the Fourth Heavenly Venerate's body. Dense bloodlust swept out like a storm, vast in power yet clearly aimed straight at Mu Que.
Mu Que laughed boldly. "Good timing."
A broad-backed saber appeared directly in Mu Que's hand. He was not particularly large in stature, yet the blade seemed perfectly suited to him as he wielded it. Facing the Fourth Heavenly Venerate's attack, Mu Que swung his saber three times in succession. Azure wind blades carrying hurricane-like energy tore through the air, cleaving the storm-like bloody aura into fragments.
"Blood River, I cut off one of your arms back then. Today, I can take your head as well!" Mu Que laughed aloud, confident and proud.
Mu Que's words seemed to strike a nerve in the Fourth Heavenly Venerate. A tide of blood surged from his hand, vast and unstoppable.
"After hiding like a turtle for so many years, you've lived long enough! Today, you'll die by this Venerable's hand!"
Layer upon layer of bloody waves erupted, blotting out the sky and sun. From Mu Que's perspective, the sky had vanished entirely. As far as he could see, there was only a surging crimson tide. In that brief instant, the tide had replaced the heavens themselves!
Mu Que merely grinned. The saber in his hand trembled slightly as azure Dou Qi rose from his body. Luan cries rang out without end, and Mu Que was exceptionally excited at this moment.
Back then, he too had been an outstanding genius of the Magical Beast