Chapter Twenty-One: The Ghost Underworld Manor Is Destroyed; The Eastern Region's Powers Are Shocked

Above, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Below, battle cries shook the heavens!

"You heard what Martial Uncle said, right? Lift the restrictions! Attack for me!"

Tianji Zhenren roared. His aura, originally only at the second level of the Celestial Realm, suddenly surged to the eighth level!

"I refuse to believe it!"

Tianji Zhenren faced ten Blood Demons between the second and third levels of the Celestial Realm.

Now that Tianji Zhenren unleashed his might, the aura he erupted with nearly scared all ten of them witless.

This old bastard had hidden six whole levels of cultivation!

"Die for me!"

The whisk in Tianji Zhenren's hand swelled to forty meters. With a casual sweep, the mighty power of heaven and earth instantly crushed the demonic bodies of all ten Blood Demons.

The Spirit Infants within the Blood Demons tried to flee.

As long as their Spirit Infants survived, they could find new bodies and continue living!

But how could Tianji Zhenren give them such an opportunity?

With a wave of his hand, fierce gale-force energy, like the sharpest blades, pulverized their Spirit Infants!

The same scene unfolded on Gou Yuan Zhenren's battlefield.

Eight Blood Demons stood around him. Seeing Tianji Zhenren display such divine might, he roared, "Only eight? Are you looking down on me? Die, damn it!"

Though he was supposedly only at the second level of the Celestial Realm, he instantly erupted with the cultivation of the ninth level, one level higher than Tianji Zhenren.

Before the eight Blood Demons could even speak, they were instantly blasted into fragments and died miserably on the spot.

"You old bastard, you hid even deeper than I did!"

Not far away, Tianji Zhenren fumed. He had actually been outdone by this fellow.

"Hahaha!"

"Good that you know!"

Gou Yuan Zhenren was in high spirits. After dealing with his opponents, he was about to support the others.

"Where do you think you're running?!"

In the distance, Wuji Zhenren clutched a forty-meter cleaver and hacked wildly at nearly twenty Celestial Realm Blood Demons as he chased them down.

The sight was utterly staggering.

Wuji Zhenren's aura was clearly at the ninth level of the Celestial Realm. Beneath his forty-meter cleaver, all twenty Blood Demons were slaughtered in less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea!

"This guy seemed to have always been at the first level of the Celestial Realm before, right?"

"That old bastard claimed every day that he was straightforward and never hid anything."

"He really was lying through his teeth!"

Tianji Zhenren's eyes turned red with jealousy. So he was the one with the lowest realm?

No!

There was another one!

He hurriedly looked toward Di Shen Zhenren.

In an instant, his jaw nearly hit the ground.

Di Shen Zhenren was actually charging toward the Approaching Dao Realm battlefield in the sky.

The aura around him was clearly at the first level of the Approaching Dao Realm!

"Fuck me!"

"This guy never talks normally—turns out he's a closet show-off who already broke through to the Approaching Dao Realm!"

Tianji Zhenren suffered a tremendous blow. He secretly vowed that once they returned, he would cultivate them to death in this competition.

Gou Yuan Zhenren looked at Di Shen Zhenren. "This guy will probably pass away before long. He can go sit down now."

"Where's the Sect Leader?"

Gou Yuan Zhenren swept his gaze around, only then noticing that Yun Tian Zhenren had long since finished his battle.

His opponents had been three Blood Demons at the ninth level of the Celestial Realm.

They were already dead.

The aura Yun Tian Zhenren exuded was clearly at the second level of the Approaching Dao Realm.

"This old guy probably didn't even use his true strength," Gou Yuan Zhenren muttered.

He then looked over the entire battlefield.

As expected, although the Blood Demon Clan had superior numbers,

the battle had become utterly one-sided!

The Backer Sect had not suffered a single casualty.

Those Spirit Infant Realm elders were all exceptionally fierce.

After Xuanhe Daoren gave the order, they suddenly lifted the restrictions and ended the battle in an instant!

"You despicable humans!"

"You're disgusting!"

"I never want to see you people again in my life!"

A Celestial Realm Blood Demon roared. What kind of people were these?!

Their realms rose higher and higher the longer they fought!

The Nether Ghost Palace Falls, Shocking the Eastern Region's Powers

Yun Tian Zhenren and the several First Seats had slain dozens of Celestial Realm Blood Demons.

But the Blood Demon Clan still had many Celestial Realm cultivators on other battlefields.

They wanted to bully the weaker elders.

Yun Tian Zhenren and the others did not choose to kill these people. Instead, they beat them up and temporarily imprisoned them.

Then, the group moved across the battlefield and suppressed every surviving Blood Demon.

After finishing, they raised their heads to look at the sky.

The Approaching Dao Realm battle seemed to have ended.

Rumble!

A figure crashed down from the sky. The earth instantly split apart like a spiderweb, collapsing into a massive crater several miles wide.

Before the commotion could die down, another figure crashed down, followed by three more figures falling at the same time.

The entire land caved in for a full thousand miles!

Finally, the loudest impact of all rang out.

The Blood Demon Ancestor had been defeated. Lying on the ground, blood poured from his seven orifices, and his eyes were dull and vacant.

He... had been beaten senseless.

They were only one realm apart, yet he had been beaten until he could no longer tell north from south.

He had been completely outmatched.

He was the Blood Demon Ancestor...

I refuse to believe this...

Regret filled his heart. He should never have boarded the Nether Ghost Palace's pirate ship.

Who could have known that the Backer Sect had concealed such terrifying strength?

The Blood Demon Clan was only slightly weaker than a sacred land. Though it lacked deep foundations, it possessed seven Approaching Dao Realm experts. He himself was at the ninth level of the Approaching Dao Realm, standing almost at the peak of the pyramid.

Yet today, he had still been utterly crushed.

And it had only taken Xuanhe Daoren alone.

The Blood Demon Ancestor had the illusion that Xuanhe Daoren had not even used his full strength...

Xuanhe Daoren reined in his aura and descended from the sky. Looking at the Blood Demon Ancestor, he raised his hand and fired a rune.

The rune surged into the Blood Demon Ancestor's sea of consciousness, suppressing his Spirit Infant and carving in a Slave Seal!

"Don't even think about it!"

"A man may be killed, but never humiliated!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor roared.