deltrittennovels Chapter 343 Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being unjust.
Chapter 343 Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being unjust.
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In the endless void, there is no light, only darkness.
Apart from the shrill sound of space being violently torn apart, there was no other sound in this endless void.
At that moment, a golden streak of light was frantically traversing the void at an illogical speed.
Each flash can traverse billions of miles, as if folding space into a sheet of paper, allowing one to easily step across it.
However, no matter how the golden light changed its position or used spatial turbulence to conceal itself, there was always a blood-red light behind it, like a leech, clinging to its bone, relentlessly pursuing it.
The red light had no specific shape; it resembled a writhing mass of blood or a weeping face, exuding a nauseatingly sweet and foul odor and ominous causal fluctuations.
This is the forbidden secret technique of the Demon Clan that strikes fear into the hearts of even ninth-tier powerhouses—the [Abyss Blood Curse]!
"Damn it! Is this the lock of causality? It's like a mad dog!"
Duanmu Hong, who was flying away, had a face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
He was in extremely poor condition at the moment. In order to stabilize the damaged [Ten Directions Annihilation Sealing Array], he had almost exhausted all the power in his body.
This high-intensity spatial jump is completely depleting his life force and burning his life essence!
"Cough cough..."
Duanmu Hong clutched his chest, coughed violently twice, and a trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He glanced back; the blood curse was now less than ten million miles away.
This distance, for a chase across nine levels, is practically like breathing right next to the back of someone's head.
"This cannot continue. Although the laws of space are wondrous and can create spatial distance, they cannot sever the causal connections."
Duanmu Hong's mind was racing, and cold sweat streamed down his face.
He was well aware of the characteristics of this blood curse.
It's not a pure energy attack; you can't block it with a shield, nor can you shatter it with supernatural powers.
It is a rule, a "must-hit" curse.
Once it stops, or if it runs out of power and is overtaken by it, the blood curse will instantly merge into the soul and corrupt the foundation of one's Dao.
Even a ninth-level cultivator with the power of the Great Dao Laws would die instantly if hit by this attack.
"What should we do?"
"Could it be that I, Duanmu Hong, who have dedicated my life to the cause of humanity, will ultimately meet a violent end in the void?"
An unprecedented sense of resentment and bitterness began to grow in Duanmu Hong's heart.
He thought of those retired elders who were enjoying their retirement in the background.
If they weren't afraid of dying, if they hadn't refused to come to my aid, how could I have ended up alone?
How could we have given the demons an opportunity? And how could we have fallen to the point of being hunted down by a blood curse?!
"On what grounds?"
"Why should I be risking my life on the front lines while you're just watching from the rear?"
"Why should I die while you all live?!"
Under the shadow of death, the human leader, who usually spoke of righteousness, began to have a distorted mindset.
His gaze gradually turned cold.
"Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being unjust."
"This blood curse is a karmic bond. Since I can't break it, I'll find someone... to take on this karma for me!"
As long as there is a powerful being of the same level whose life force is strong enough, and they can instantly swap positions with him, and then use the laws of space to perform some extremely advanced "causal grafting"...
This blood curse can be transferred!
This method was extremely insidious, but Duanmu Hong was too preoccupied to care about such things at that moment.
"The Valley of the Burial Emperor..."
Duanmu Hong looked toward the distant human heartland, the core forbidden area of the Demon Slaughtering Hall, and the hiding place of those old immortals.
"Aren't you afraid of dying?"
"Then I'll send 'Death' over to you!"
Duanmu Hong bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, and frantically formed hand seals.
"Spatial Teleportation - Boundless Teleportation!!"
"Buzz—!!"
The void in front of him collapsed with a roar, and he forcibly opened up an ultra-long-distance spatial passage that led directly to the human race's main camp!
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[Forbidden Grounds of the Demon-Slaying Hall - Valley of the Burial Emperor]
This is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy in the entire Tianxuan Realm, and it is also the last remaining foundation of the human race.
It's less of a valley and more of a secluded little world.
At this very moment, inside the most magnificent central [Council Hall], the atmosphere was oppressively suffocating.
Thirty-three figures exuding a terrifying aura were sitting around a huge round table.
They are the only remaining ninth-tier combat force of the human race, and also the highest power core of the Demon Extermination Hall—the Supreme Elder Council.
"Gentlemen, that's how it is."
An old man dressed in a gray robe, with a withered face and surrounded by a faint aura of death, pointed at a divine soul light screen in mid-air and spoke in a hoarse voice.
He was none other than the "Ancestor of the Nether Spring," a senior expert of the ninth rank, who mainly cultivated the Soul Path. The [Soul Devouring Slave Seal] was his creation.
The screen was displaying images sent back by Fairy Purple Moon before her death.
In the scene, "Duanmu Hong" transforms into a demon, his demonic aura overwhelming. He cruelly extracts the souls of reincarnated human beings, his methods so brutal they are utterly appalling.
The final frame of the image focuses on Duanmu Hong's pair of purple-gold demonic eyes, filled with both mockery and murderous intent.
"Snapped!"
The light curtain dissipated, and the hall fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone's faces were extremely grim, their eyes flashing with shock and anger.
"This...how is this possible?!"
An old man with a fiery temper suddenly slammed his fist on the table and stood up.
"Duanmu Hong is the Lord of my Demon Extermination Hall! How could he possibly be a demon? And a ninth-tier Demon Emperor at that?!"
Facts speak louder than words.
Old Ghost Youquan glanced at him coldly and said in a sinister tone.
"Could the information that Fairy Purple Moon risked her life to send back be false? Moreover, you all sensed the aura in that image, that pure demonic power; it couldn't be faked."
"But..." another female elder hesitated.
"If Duanmu Hongruo is a demon, why has he been protecting the human race all these years? It doesn't make sense."
"Hmph, what's so hard to explain?"
Old Ghost Youquan sneered, his eyes flashing with malice.
"The demons are always cunning and treacherous. Perhaps he's playing the long game! He's been lying in wait for so many years, just to deliver a fatal blow to our human race at the crucial moment!"
"Look, this time he deliberately lured away those reincarnated beings and killed them all, wasn't it all to cut off the future of our human race?"
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent once again.
Indeed, those more than one hundred powerful individuals who have been resurrected from ancient times are only at the eighth rank now, but given time to recover, they will become more than one hundred ninth-rank combatants in the future!
This is humanity's hope for a comeback!
But now, that hope has been extinguished by Duanmu Hong himself.