"This is a great fortune for you."

Standing calmly before Qi Xiu, the bald monk's brow shone with the lustrous mark of a flame lotus, as the colossal figure that seemed made of innumerable light shadows slowly opened his eyes in the void.

Within those eyes were five rotating pupils.

In the depths of the unseen, a torrential will from beyond the realm, like a waterfall reversing from the Nine Heavens, cascaded down, heading straight for Qi Xiu.

"Men fear fame as pigs fear fattening; this saying is truly accurate."

Qi Xiu chuckled at the thought that not long after he had ascended to the tenth spot on the Blood List, he was already targeted. And the very first attempt was to seize his flesh to serve as an avatar for an Outer Realm Evil God.

"You can still laugh; you truly have a good mindset."

Seeing Qi Xiu showing not even a hint of panic or haste, maintaining a composed demeanor, the bald monk couldn't help but express his surprise.

What a man, undisturbed by danger, unstirred by crisis. How could he not be nervous in such a situation?

"Hahaha, why should I not laugh? Do you really think you bald-headed monks can hold me down?"

With a loud laugh, Qi Xiu turned over the palm of his hand, and an iron ruler that looked like a measuring device, but with the surface showing the phantasms of mountain ranges, appeared.

"That is..."

Upon seeing the iron ruler in Qi Xiu's hand, which bore a powerful aura that cracked the very space, the bald monk suddenly felt unease.

The Hundred Zhang Sumeru Ruler!

A Magic Artifact extorted from the Demon Monarch of the Dao Body Realm, Lord of Night Peace.

It contained the Divine Marvel of Sumeru, able to change size at will. It could grow to ten thousand zhang in its ultimate form, splitting mountains and rivers with a wave of the hand.

It also harbored the force of the Sumeru Mountain King, capable of striking the soul directly, supremely domineering.

"The Buddha Sect says, 'A knock on the head is a call to reality.' I see the master's practice is lacking; allow me to assist you today."

A deep and oceanic True Essence surged from his body into the Hundred Zhang Sumeru Ruler in his hands.

The mountain phantasms upon the ruler began to light up one by one.

A majestic aura that could break all spells enveloped and spread out from it.

The strange human skin Magic Web binding Qi Xiu was stretched to its limits, making crackling sounds, unable to bear the weight.

"Impossible!"

Seeing that the Magic Web could not endure the overwhelming force of the Hundred Zhang Sumeru Ruler, the bald monk was about to perform a spell to retract the Magic Artifact.

But he saw that the Hundred Zhang Sumeru Ruler in Qi Xiu's hands suddenly began to grow.

「In an instant.」

The Hundred Zhang Sumeru Ruler, originally about three chi long, had already swelled to nearly a hundred zhang, and it was still growing larger.

CSSSH!

The human skin Magic Web was instantly stretched to breaking. Amidst a succession of tearing sounds, the whole Magic Web shattered into countless tiny fragments.

With the destruction of the Magic Artifact, the bald monk's eyes revealed his hate.

"If you want my flesh, have the courage to come yourself."

Grasping the Sumeru Ruler, now grown to a thousand zhang in length, Qi Xiu's aura surged, his robe billowing, as he wielded the terrifying Magic Artifact and brazenly slammed it towards the figure of the Outer Realm Evil God seated upon the lotus.

"How dare you!"

The bald monk roared with rage, his five fingers spread, as the Essence and blood within his body instantly transformed into a bright red lightning about one mu in radius and lunged towards Qi Xiu.

The Blood Essence Divine Thunder!

A legacy Dharma Gate from the Secret Shrine Temple.

Turning the blood within the body into tremendous thunder energy, the force was formidable, almost on par with the Shenxiao Sect's Five Thunder Orthodox Skill.

"Using Thunder Magic against me?"

With a brow raise, Qi Xiu, holding the Sumeru Ruler and without pausing in his strike against the Outer Realm Evil God, suddenly expanded the vertical eye in the center of his forehead.

The Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupil!

BOOM—

The detached and indifferent Heavy Pupil looked down. In a moment, a surge of thunder light, like a waterfall of molten silver, burst forth, colliding directly with the bald monk's Blood Essence Divine Thunder.

Blue-white and blood-red colors collided and intertwined!

This strange and dark mysterious space was instantly torn apart by the intensely bright thunder light, revealing the sky of the outside world.

BANG!

In the moment of the clash between the two Thunder Magics, Qi Xiu's Hundred Zhang Sumeru Ruler also fiercely struck the phantom of the Outer Realm Evil God.

The force of the Sumeru Mountain Kings pressed down, and the phantom of the Outer Realm Evil God instantly shattered like broken porcelain, breaking into countless pieces and dissipating away.

The entire pitch-black and lightless strange space was thoroughly smashed as well.

"You blaspheme!"

"You should worry about yourself first."

After destroying the Magic Domain created by the Outer Realm Evil God, Qi Xiu's aura skyrocketed, with all three hundred and sixty-five Hunyuan Apertures in his body activating.

Within tens of miles around, the heavens and earth changed color as endless primordial qi was forcibly attracted to him.

A colossal and incomparable cloud vortex roared and spun above the sky.

The taller the tree, the stronger the wind it attracts! But that's for fragile saplings. For an ancient tree with boundless roots and a body as sturdy as a great mountain, even a gale or hurricane, how could it harm me!

Realizing that after entering the Blood List, he had caught the attention of many.

The assault from the Secret Shrine Temple was the first, but it certainly wouldn't be the last.

If that's the case, then fight! Fight until they dare not harbor any more ill intentions! Fight until they see me and flee with their tails between their legs!

"Lord Thunder, aid me!"

With golden light in his eyes, Qi Xiu shouted loudly, as the Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupil on his forehead suddenly shot a beam of Divine Marvel Thunder Light into the colorful vortex above his head.

BOOM!

The colorful vortex of vital energy turned dull and dark at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This mass of dark clouds resembled the throat of a gigantic beast, constantly twisting and rolling, unleashing a suffocatingly oppressive aura.

「In the next moment!」

A broken yet majestic Thunder Pond quietly appeared, its edges missing a few complete sections, which only made it seem more eerie and profound.

Countless bolts of thunder, like arrows of ancient divine punishment, tore through the darkness in an instant. Accompanied by piercing shrieks and boundless terror, they descended from the heavens, aiming directly at the hundred-mile radius of land below.

With every bolt of thunder that struck, the earth shook and trembled, alongside an undeniable sense of destructive pressure.

The bald monk, engulfed directly under this terrifying barrage of thunder, struck out in frenzy; infinite Essence and blood energy transformed into his Cultivation base, condensing into golden shields inscribed with secret scripture texts.

These shields overlapped each other, forming an unbreakable and vast defense.

BANG, BANG, BANG—

The thunder looked down imperiously, unstoppable!

If Thunder Magic, esteemed as the King of All Techniques, could be so easily defended against, then the title of King of All Techniques would have been overturned long ago.

The massive defense made up of shields lasted for no more than three breaths of time before it was torn asunder by the overwhelming thunder, like a mighty flood. More than a dozen monks from the Secret Shrine Temple, who were contending with the Mighty Dragon Demon Vajra and the Hundred-Eyed Bone Demon Monarch, were instantly subjected to a baptism of a thousand thunders.

The shrill and piercing screams intertwined with the thunder sound, composing a bizarre and eerie symphony.

Watching his disciples turn into unbearably charred corpses one after another under the baptism of thunder, the bald monk clenched his jaw in hatred.

"Your Excellency has quite the tactics; I truly underestimated you. However, your body has already been chosen by our god. For now, you may keep it in your possession, but our sect will definitely retrieve it."

Before he finished speaking, the fiery lotus on the bald monk's forehead suddenly became dazzling, while his body seemed to be on the verge of dissolving into light and disappearing.

"We will definitely meet again."

"Heh, meet again? Did I say that I would let you go?"

Looking down at the bald monk from above, Qi Xiu held up a hand and formed a Daoist Incantation. An ancient and majestic power instantly filled the space, suppressing the surroundings.

Hunyuan Palace!

Forcibly pulling the bald monk into the Hunyuan Palace, the connection between him and the original world was severed, and the previously shining fiery lotus on his forehead dimmed at once.

The Dharma Gate that was taking effect was directly interrupted.

"What?!"

His pupils shaking violently, sharply aware that he had been disconnected from the original world, the bald monk's eyes bulged with a look of disbelief.

What kind of Evil Method is this?

"If you like your god so much, then I shall send you to accompany him!"

Out of Qi Xiu's sleeve, dazzling golden Talisman Scripts surged, and thick and sturdy golden chains roared forth, suddenly rushing towards the bald monk.

Suppression Talisman Seal Skill!

As the golden chains tried to entangle him, the bald monk fought back fiercely. But no matter how many chains he shattered, countless more continued to surge towards him.

Additionally, the formidable Daoist before him began to chant a solemn and heavy mantra from the Buddha Sect.

"Is this... the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra?"

The bald monk revealed a look of surprise. As part of the Secret Shrine Temple, considered an evil sect of the Buddha teachings, he was familiar with some of the widely circulated Buddha scriptures. "No, this isn't the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra! What mantra are you chanting?"

His eyes moving rapidly, he barely discerned that the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra chanted by Qi Xiu had subtle differences from the version widespread in the world. The bald monk, feeling an inexplicable irritation grow within him, asked aloud in an intensely agitated tone.

Ignoring the bald monk's angry shout, Qi Xiu continued to intone the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra.

"All sentient beings, whether born from eggs, from wombs, from moisture... I lead them into the state of Nirvana without remainder and extinguish them; thus, I extinguish an immeasurable, innumerable, and infinite number of sentient beings..."

Golden scripture characters combined with the Suppressing Talisman formed into golden chains that surged toward the bald monk.

An overwhelming tide of suppressing force, like a mountain crushing down, caused the bald monk's back to bend continuously.

In the end, he was completely prostrated on the ground.

The Suppressing Chains bound his limbs, and the Mantra inscriptions covered his entire body.

Stepping over to the bald monk, now thoroughly subdued, Qi Xiu, expressionless, pressed his colorfully swirling hand slowly onto the top of the monk's head.

Star Absorption Skill!

An intensely terrifying absorption force was released instantaneously.

The Life Force in a cultivator from the Blood-Stained Peak is incredibly resilient, and with the support of Nine Immortal Blood Bodies, they could handle any crisis.

Of course, that only holds if they aren't completely restrained. Otherwise, it wouldn't matter if they had nine lives or even ninety-nine; it would all be in vain.

Under the devouring force of the Star Absorption Skill, the bald monk's body gradually dried up and dulled.

"Such abundant Essence and blood energy! This monk's vitality is even more profound than those ancient clan Demons!"

Having drained the bald monk, Qi Xiu showed a slight shift in his expression.

The Dharma Gates of the Secret Shrine Temple indeed have their merits. To be able to cultivate such a robust and thick body and blood, surpassing even pure-blooded Demons in vigor. And their control and manipulation of the vital energies of heaven and earth are also quite ingenious and unique! It fits very well with my Innate Mixed Yuan Holy Body. If I can extract his knowledge through interrogation, it should be greatly beneficial to me!

With a thought, Qi Xiu spread open his palm, and a soul appeared, unwilling and resentful.

It was the very soul of the bald monk!

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