Chapter 428 - 321: The Profound Yin Sect’s Prodigious Talent

Chapter 428: Chapter 321: The Profound Yin Sect’s Prodigious Talent

"Heh." Hearing this, the middle-aged Cultivator simply chuckled. He wasn’t angry; instead, he sized up Yu Changsheng with great interest.

"Yu Changsheng, you’re quite strong. I thought the so-called prodigies of the Six Sects were all just useless rabble, but it seems a true genius has actually appeared. No wonder the Peak Master gave special orders to ’take care’ of you."

Yu Changsheng raised an eyebrow, his expression otherwise unchanged by the middle-aged Cultivator’s words. ’I guess the fact that I killed Yan Ta has already been exposed.’

’I’ve long known about the connection between Yan Ta and Zhu Zhengping. So, it’s no surprise they’d target me in this Secret Realm.’

"Since you’ve run into me, don’t even think about leaving today. Excellent, excellent. The Five Fingers of Chi Mei, plus your head... this should be my greatest prize in this Secret Realm."

Seeing that Yu Changsheng didn’t react, the middle-aged Cultivator wasn’t annoyed. His gaze flickered to the Five Fingers of Chi Mei jutting out of the ground below, a flash of greed in his eyes. He then turned to the two young men beside him and said nonchalantly,

"Ming Feng, Ming Yun, leave Yu Changsheng to me. You’re no match for him. Your whetstones are the two down below."

As the middle-aged Cultivator gave his orders, Yu Changsheng took a small step back. He turned to Zhang Tianwen and Shen Xingchen and nodded, then glanced at Jing Xueyi and Li Minghan, who were still lost in the Illusion Realm. He instructed them in a low voice,

"Keep those two busy. Guard Jing Xueyi and Li Minghan."

"You be careful. Don’t worry about us."

After speaking, Zhang Tianwen and Shen Xingchen took a deep breath. Their gazes locked onto their respective opponents, and their battle intent flared. In the next instant, their bodies transformed into streaks of light as they shot forward to engage.

The two young men, whom the Cultivator had called Ming Feng and Ming Yun, slowly smirked at each other, their arrogance on full display. With a soft chuckle, they flew up to meet Zhang Tianwen and Shen Xingchen.

"Interesting. It’s been a while since I’ve met a peer who actually feels like a threat."

Although Ming Feng and Ming Yun were only at the Foundation Establishment realm, they were still outstanding prodigies of the Profound Yin Sect. The middle-aged Cultivator wasn’t worried about them in the slightest. After giving his orders, he turned his attention back to Yu Changsheng.

Yu Changsheng’s expression was composed as he stared directly at the middle-aged Cultivator. The moment their gazes met, the very air seemed to ripple. Both men began gathering their power, and it felt as though a storm was about to break.

"I thought I’d only have to deal with the hidden Golden Core Cultivators from the other two sects. To think I’d have to stoop to bullying a junior like you... it feels rather dishonorable."

Ignoring the battle between Zhang Tianwen and the others, the middle-aged Cultivator stroked his chin, shook his head, and smiled.

"But that’s of no consequence. Using the Soul Blood of a prodigy like you to nourish my cultivation should be quite effective. Remember this, boy. The one who kills you is Blood Refiner of the Profound Yin Sect!"

"You talk too much. Are you reciting your last will and testament?"

Yu Changsheng’s expression was placid as he spoke. He took a single step forward in the air, and the qi and blood in his body began to roil. Veins bulged on his arms as the phantom image of a vast sun, the Hao Sun, slowly rose behind him. Wreathed in the light of dawn, it tore through the darkness as it thundered toward Blood Refiner!

The Physical Strength of the Golden Core realm erupted from that single punch!

Blood Refiner raised an eyebrow. He clenched his fist, and a pair of colossal, hundred-zhang-tall Blood Hands instantly materialized before him, pressing down viciously on Yu Changsheng.

Though Blood Refiner’s words were contemptuous, he held nothing back in his attack. On the contrary, he considered Yu Changsheng a serious threat.

’Whether it was the Red Purgatory or the Profound Turtle, the strength Yu Changsheng has shown... even though his cultivation hasn’t reached the Golden Core realm, his combat prowess already surpasses that of an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator!’

’A genius like this... since he can’t be used by my Profound Yin Sect and has been personally marked by the Peak Master, I certainly can’t just let him go!’

’What a shame. Then again, killing geniuses is what I do best.’

At the thought, Blood Refiner subconsciously licked his lips, his eyes flashing with excitement and bloodlust. The next moment, the massive Blood Hand crushed down. Yu Changsheng looked up and threw a punch, sending the Rising Sun phantom at his back hurtling toward the colossal hand!

RUMBLE!

The earth trembled. Within the rift valley, a violent shockwave radiated outward, dislodging countless boulders from the cliff faces on either side. The chaotic Evil Qi in the area was momentarily swept away.

The Blood Hand crumbled away, revealing Yu Changsheng once more. He staggered slightly, a trickle of crimson seeping from the corner of his mouth. Blood Refiner’s eyes narrowed. After a soft sound of surprise, his expression quickly shifted to delighted laughter.

"Excellent, excellent! I nearly misjudged you. To think you’ve even cultivated a Golden Core Body. Now I’m even more eager to see how much my cultivation will rise after I devour you. Your flesh and blood must be exquisite."

As he spoke, the scarlet light in Blood Refiner’s eyes blazed to its peak. He began to retreat while casting a spell, and with a sharp flick of his sleeve, countless droplets, the Blood Children, materialized before him. They twinkled like a constellation of blood-red stars, illuminating the void as they connected to one another.

A thick Blood Evil Qi, mixed with an overwhelming aura of resentment, poured out from them, distorting the surrounding space.

HISSS!

There were thousands upon thousands of these Blood Children. As the bloody light around them twisted and warped, wisps of remnant souls emanated from each droplet, struggling to form into grotesque, screaming faces.