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"Senior, you've finished cultivating. Can you make me some pills to eat now?"
As Qian Renhan opened his eyes, the space before him rippled slightly. Zi Yan hopped energetically to his side, with Su Qian standing behind her.
"Zi Yan, don't be ridiculous."
Su Qian shot her a glare and gave Qian Renhan a respectful cupped-fist salute. "Thank you, Senior, for rescuing this mischievous little girl. I, Su Qian, am truly grateful."
The atmosphere settled into a momentary calm. Qian Renhan looked at Zi Yan, her bright eyes gleaming with hunger, and said, "Little girl."
Zi Yan pouted slightly. "Senior, I told you before—my name is Zi Yan."
"I'm leaving."
Upon hearing those words, Zi Yan froze. Her large eyes became watery. After experiencing danger together and being saved by him, she had already come to regard Qian Renhan as someone equal in importance to Su Qian—another family member.
"Why, Senior? Are you not going to make pills for me anymore?"
Su Qian felt speechless at her reaction. This girl really doesn't know how to express her emotions. All she ever thinks about is food.
Qian Renhan replied calmly, "I came to the Black-Corner Region searching for something. Now that I've found it, there's no need to stay any longer."
Looking at Zi Yan's saddened face, Su Qian sighed. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Senior, if you're going to travel the continent, would you consider taking Zi Yan with you? With your insight, you must've realized that Zi Yan's true form is that of a magical beast. For a magical beast to grow and evolve, it requires an immense amount of energy. Zi Yan has been stuck at the peak of Dou Wang for years now. Even with the resources of Jia Nan Academy, her advancement is extremely slow. But under your guidance, she may grow much faster."
"No. I'm currently being hunted. I can't ensure this little girl's safety. If she follows me, she'll only be in danger."
Qian Renhan shook his head. It's not that I don't want someone to run errands for me, he thought. But the ones hunting me are the ancient Gu Clan. After destroying this Soul Hall branch, I might have even more enemies—perhaps even the Hun Clan will come after me.
As for how he felt about Zi Yan, it was similar to how a boss might feel about a very promising employee. But what kind of heartless boss would run off during a crisis, leaving their employee to suffer and take the blame? Qian Renhan believed he wasn't the type of person to do something like that.
After Su Qian and Zi Yan left, Qian Renhan reactivated the formation of the Soul Hall, concealing the entire hall once more. Sitting cross-legged, he murmured, "It's time to cultivate the Heavenly Underworld Fiendbane Technique. Gu Clan members—this place will become your graveyard as well. Your bones, blood, and souls will become my next batch of nourishment."
Douluo World, God Realm Committee
Ever since Qian Renhan's departure and after the God of Destruction obtained both the Shura and Evil God's divine positions, he had aggressively expanded the God Realm. The subordinate realms under the God Realm had nearly doubled, and the number of deities had increased dramatically.
However, lately, the once-proud God of Destruction had been troubled. As the God Realm continued to expand, he sensed an immense crisis looming—one powerful enough to annihilate the current God Realm. A terrifying storm was approaching.
If the God Realm had developed to its peak, it wouldn't be an issue. But the problem was that he had suppressed his ambitions for too long and now had expanded too rapidly all at once. The core power of the God Realm and its stockpile of faith energy had been consumed excessively, and replenishing it would require a great deal of time.
Now, two options lay before him: either continue expanding and hope to find a new god realm to conquer and absorb, or halt all changes, accumulate faith energy, and stabilize the God Realm's barriers to withstand the storm. But both paths were extremely risky.
"What should I do?" The God of Destruction felt like he was worrying himself into grey hairs.
Battle Through the Heavens World
The Black-Corner Region, once filled with noise and bloodshed, suddenly fell silent. The air grew thick and oppressive as seven overwhelming auras descended.
Following the residual Dou Qi left in the skies above Wu Tan City from Qian Renhan's earlier battle, the seven figures quickly traced his path to the Black-Corner Region. In just a few breaths, they arrived at the mountain range outside Jia Nan Academy—where Qian Renhan had previously refined pills.
The elder in the lead said, "This scoundrel left the strongest Dou Qi here. Gu Yuan, investigate."
Gu Yuan nodded slightly and swiftly formed a series of hand seals with his right hand. A blue flame flared in his eyes, revealing four distinct black trails—Qian Renhan's movement patterns through the mountains.
One trail led to this location, the second to the Black Emperor Pavilion auction house, the third to a mountain where he had cultivated the Mountain-Crushing Seal, and the fourth to the Soul Hall within the Black-Corner Region, where he had consumed a powerful supplement.
"Big Brother, I've found four paths."
"We'll split into four groups. We must find that sinner and bring him back to the Gu Clan," the elder's calm voice carried an undeniable authority.
Just as the seven Gu Clan Dou Zuns were about to act, a cold voice echoed from all directions.
"Seven of you—three six-star Dou Zuns, three seven-stars, and one eight-star. The Gu Clan truly is formidable."
The next moment, the space in front of the seven trembled slightly. Qian Renhan emerged from the distortion, his expression indifferent as he looked upon them as if they were already corpses. His peak eight-star Dou Zun aura erupted without reservation.
"Peak Eight-Star Dou Zun!?"
The pupils of several elders narrowed slightly, their eyes filled with disbelief. According to the final messages sent by Gu Ming, Gu Ya, and Gu Yun before their deaths, this man should have only been around the strength of a Five-Star Dou Zun. Even based on the timeline from when those three arrived in Wu Tan City to when they perished, Qian Renhan's strength shouldn't have reached the level of a Peak Eight-Star Dou Zun. It had been less than a month and a half—could some mysterious realm have emerged?
"Heh, don't think reaching the Peak of Eight-Star Dou Zun makes you invincible."
Among the seven, the elder with the most volatile temper, who had previously cursed Gu Ming and the others as useless trash, surged forward. His strength had reached the pinnacle of Seven-Star Dou Zun. Forming a hand seal in an instant, Dou Qi surged into his palm as he launched his attack.
"Mountain-Crushing Seal!"
"How laughable. You think the same technique would work on me again? Heavenly Underworld Shura Hand!"
Qian Renhan's killing intent exploded. His blood-red eyes gleamed with malevolent energy, and even his black Dou Qi was now tinged with red. This was the purest form of murderous intent, the true manifestation of a Heart of Slaughter—not the chaotic killing aura that Yi Chen had cultivated through indiscriminate slaughter. Only with this kind of pure bloodlust could the Heavenly Underworld Shura Hand unleash its full potential.
If someone in the same realm and with similar power could use the Heavenly Underworld Shura Hand more effectively than Qian Renhan, it would mean they were further along the path of Dao through Slaughter.
Due to his study of the Mountain-Crushing Seal, Qian Renhan had mastered the first two imprints—Mountain-Crushing and Sea-Turning. The power of the Imperial Seal Art stacked imprint upon imprint, each one built atop the last. And he understood all too well the weakness of the first imprint: the force of the seal was most dispersed in a specific part of the hand seal.
A black-and-red palm, with fingers pressed tightly together like a drill, struck out and instantly shattered the Mountain-Crushing Seal hand imprint. Its power hardly diminished. The five fingers pierced straight through the Gu Clan elder's palm, sending blood and flesh flying. The drill-like fingers morphed into claws mid-air and, in an upward arc, ripped through the elder's throat, jaw, lips, nose bridge, and eyes.
Blood splattered in every direction, the elder's face a gory blur. From neck to cheek, three bloody gashes nearly two inches deep were torn open—his entire face was nearly split into five parts.
"Gu Yang!" ×6
The six remaining Gu Clan Dou Zuns roared in unison. Gu Yang had been killed in a single exchange. They hadn't even had time to react, let alone save him.
Qian Renhan casually flicked the blood from his hand and smiled faintly. "Let's see this time—who can still suppress me across realms?"
(End of Chapter)