Chapter 483: Innate Suppression

Blood Fiend froze. His legs felt as if they were filled with lead, pinning him heavily to the ground. He wanted to stand, but he couldn’t control his legs at all.

And just as he was trying to figure out what was happening...

Suddenly, his hands, his arms, his entire body, and even his head all felt as if they’d been filled with lead, becoming impossibly heavy.

THUD!

With a loud crash, he fell flat on his face, prostrating himself before Shen Daoxing as if in worship of some supreme being.

’What the...?!’

Blood Fiend’s eyes shot open. He tried to get up, only to find he had lost all control of his body. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t make himself move.

"Very good!"

At that moment, Shen Daoxing’s indifferent voice echoed coldly from the sky above.

Fear!

A terror born from the depths of his soul suddenly surged through him. Blood Fiend couldn’t help but shudder—it was a fear originating from his Celestial Demon Dharma Aspect.

Involuntarily, Blood Fiend’s massive Celestial Demon Dharma Aspect began to tremble.

Just then, Shen Daoxing’s massive hand reached down from the sky and clamped onto Blood Fiend’s head.

Instantly, the roiling Demonic Qi of the Celestial Demon Dharma Aspect surged wildly. It seemed to scream in terror as it frantically fled from Blood Fiend’s body.

WHOOSH!

In an instant, the roiling Demonic Qi on Blood Fiend’s body dissipated into nothing. The entire Celestial Demon Dharma Aspect collapsed, revealing Blood Fiend’s true form.

Shen Daoxing closed his hand, easily snatching him up.

The brilliantly glowing Shen Daoxing looked down indifferently at the tiny Blood Fiend in his palm, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile.

’Some Celestial Demon Dharma Aspect!’

’Some Celestial Demon Power!’

After all, even a true Celestial Demon would have to call him Master.

And the power of the Celestial Demons was a gift from the Venerable Supreme of old.

That Celestial Demon had been nothing more than a handmaiden to the Venerable Supreme.

And now, Shen Daoxing had revealed a true Venerable Dharma Aspect.

This was an innate suppression.

This was a submission that came from the very source of its being.

’What is going on?!’

But before Blood Fiend could fully grasp the situation...

Suddenly, Shen Daoxing tightened his five fingers.

SQUELCH!

With a sickening crunch, several high arcs of Blood Arrows shot out from between Shen Daoxing’s fingers, soaring into the sky.

...

「Meanwhile, as Shen Daoxing and Blood Fiend fought their fierce battle, on a small island not far from Penglai Immortal Island.」

Under the moonlight, Vice Island Master Han and the Fusang Elder, Xu Jin, sat across from each other, playing a game of go with a leisurely air.

The Fusang Elder, Xu Jin, picked up a white stone between two fingers and slowly placed it on the board. "Senior Brother," he began, "I have given the orders as you instructed. All disciples have been evacuated from Penglai Immortal Island."

Vice Island Master Han nodded indifferently. "Excellent. Now we just have to wait for Shen Daoxing to walk right into our trap!"

Just then, a Fusang disciple quietly approached and whispered a few words in Elder Xu Jin’s ear.

Xu Jin immediately broke into a laugh. "Hahahaha, Senior Brother, your predictions are truly god-like. That Shen Daoxing really did come to Penglai Immortal Island again."

Vice Island Master Han showed no surprise, as if everything was proceeding exactly as he had foreseen. He simply picked up a black stone and placed it slowly on the board. "Now, we just wait for good news from Blood Fiend."

Xu Jin paused, still feeling a little uneasy. "Senior Brother, are you sure there won’t be any problems with Blood Fiend?"

Vice Island Master Han smiled faintly.

"Rest assured. Blood Fiend is a Fifth Layer master of the Refining Dust realm. He’s roamed Cangzhou for years and is a battle-hardened veteran. He’s not some greenhorn who just started out.

Back in the day, he was one of the twelve killing gods of the Celestial Demon Sect. His methods are ruthless, and he’s infamous throughout Cangzhou. Even I would have a hard time against him. This time, Shen Daoxing is sure to die."

As he spoke, Vice Island Master Han calmly picked up another stone and placed it on the board.

However, just as the words left his mouth...

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

A Fusang disciple came running over in a panic. "Vice Island Master Han! Elder Xu! This is bad! This is bad!"

The Fusang Elder, Xu Jin, frowned. "What’s the cause for such panic?"

Vice Island Master Han calmly placed another stone. "Even if our dear Island Master were assassinated, there’s no need for such alarm!"

The Fusang disciple paused for a moment, then hurriedly said, "No, Vice Island Master Han, Elder Xu... Blood Fiend has been defeated!"

Stunned, the Fusang Elder, Xu Jin, thought he had misheard. "What did you say? Say that again."

The Fusang disciple paused, then repeated, "Vice Island Master Han, Elder Xu, Blood Fiend has been defeated!"

"What?!"

The Fusang Elder, Xu Jin, was suddenly aghast.

"Impossible!"

With a CRACK, Vice Island Master Han crushed the stone in his hand and shot to his feet.

...

「At this very moment.」

Shen Daoxing’s colossal Golden Body Dharma Aspect stood firm over the Celestial Lake of Penglai Immortal Island, like a Venerable Supreme from time immemorial, radiating an unquestionable majesty.

With a slight movement of two fingers, he picked up a blood-soaked man—it was Blood Fiend.

Shen Daoxing still had many questions; he wasn’t about to let him die so easily.

Shen Daoxing raised his hand, slowly bringing Blood Fiend up to eye level. His eyes were cold as he spoke, "Speak. Who sent you to kill me?"

Blood Fiend chuckled.

"Kid, I may be a bloodthirsty, evil bastard, but I still have my dignity. Don’t bother asking. I won’t say anything. I underestimated you today. I lost, and I admit defeat. Kill me or torture me, do as you please."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Shen Daoxing raised an eyebrow. He suddenly reached out, grabbed one of Blood Fiend’s arms, and gave a gentle tug.

RIP!

Shen Daoxing tore Blood Fiend’s entire arm clean off.

In response, Blood Fiend didn’t even flinch. Instead, he started laughing maniacally.

"Kid, do you really underestimate me that much? What’s a little pain like this? I’ve roamed Cangzhou for years, fought countless battles, and suffered countless wounds. This is nothing. You can stop wasting your effort. I’m not going to say a word!"

"Oh? Is that right?"

Shen Daoxing’s eyebrow twitched again as he smiled.

"Then I wonder, are you aware that the human body has over two hundred bones, each one connected to the others?

Hehehe... I won’t let you die so easily. I won’t take much—just one bone from your body each day. That gives us over two hundred days. Hehehe... I just wonder if you’ll be able to hold on, and for how many days you’ll last."

Blood Fiend’s eyebrow twitched—he was clearly frightened. But he still snorted coldly, turning to shoot Shen Daoxing a disdainful glare.