Chapter 763 - 355: Former Chief

Chapter 763: Chapter 355: Former Chief

At this moment, the Shadow Owl headquarters is caught in a desperate battle. The more supply given, the more frenzied the blood demons become, all fighting fearlessly. Meng Po leads the Night Patrol members as they struggle to defend themselves. Fortunately, this is the Night Patrol’s base with plenty of weapons and secret items. New members form a line with Hex Guns as the main defense, while scholars from the Celestial Principle School provide support with Holy Word. Guided by experienced members, the new recruits don’t panic, yet they can barely cope.

Right then, all the movements of the blood demons suddenly froze.

This sudden and powerful presence shocked everyone in Dragon Capital. Though fierce, the blood demons could not threaten the truly powerful beings. Many secret organizations were just watching the spectacle, unwilling to intervene.

For a cultivator, others are equivalent to hell.

The terrifying power, of an Asura-level suddenly appeared. This might, this grade truly confused everyone because it did not come from the Moon God’s Court.

That sword struck fiercely against the blood cocoon with an earth-shattering explosion in the air. Li Xin, who had cast the forbidden technique, immediately bolted out. He didn’t think there was a chance for any kind of luck, but it was already too late. The terrifying feeling of being stared at, similar to the Earth Pope’s presence back then. However, the Earth Pope’s was an imposing pressure, while this was an endless malice that instantly engulfed Li Xin.

Li Xin felt like his brain was going to explode, blood spurting from his seven orifices as he ran. But at this time, there was only one thought: to escape, to get completely away, while the monster inside the blood cocoon hadn’t fully focused its attention on him.

Just one feedback was enough to claim Li Xin’s life.

The last time, he faced the soul of an Asura; this time, it was the soul shock of a higher-level sub-god.

But it was only for a moment before Li Xin felt he couldn’t hold onto his Nine-character True Words, his body and soul seemed to be splitting apart, his body collapsing. Just then, a figure darted out from the roadside and grabbed Li Xin, throwing him over his back to start sprinting away.

It was Qi Badao.

Seconds after the giant sword descended, Qi Badao was the first to regain his composure, swallowed all the magic potions he could, charged out, and set others from Night Patrol ready to receive him.

Night Patrol, having long fought together as a group, has extremely rich experience.

However, the blood cocoon, though heavily damaged, couldn’t be defended against by Qi Badao alone through sheer endurance. His body felt as if it were tearing apart; they all believed they were going to die. But seeing Li Xin in that instant, an unexplained potential suddenly surged, forcing the blood energy down.

Run!

Only one thought, desperately run, Li Xin must not die here!

The blood cocoon exploded with a roar; a giant figure with dual horns atop its head appeared in the sky.

It wasn’t Ye Shidao, but the Bloodthirsty King who had descended. Furious, the Bloodthirsty King spread his will across the land, looking to find what had destroyed him. The Earth Pope’s sudden interference interrupted its transmission of will, causing only partial power to descend, and there was no second chance.

But as the attack power dissipated, the Bloodthirsty King immediately sensed the rich Moon God essence emanating from the Divine Moon Cathedral, forgetting its momentary anger.

This was the vendetta from a deity war spanning thousands of years.

Roar~~~

A pitch-black giant, large enough to overshadow the sky, fully emerged, its sight crossing space directly towards the Divine Moon Cathedral, Fatian Xiangdi!

At this moment inside the Celestial Principle Academy, Mordo and Philson looked troubled and anxious. The Bloodthirsty King had arrived, which was within their expectations—they utterly couldn’t stop it; the karmic force involved was very heavy, and the Celestial Principle School dared not intervene. But they hadn’t expected Li Xin to actually go and use the scroll Vladimir gave him, a scroll meant for future critical moments, yet it was used here?

Xueyin also recently felt a dizzy spell and nausea, not knowing what had happened, seeing the worried expressions of her master and the dean realized something was wrong.

Mordo and Philson looked at the complex emotions in each other’s eyes. Taking action meant interfering with the foundation of the Moon God’s Court. Not to mention whether their abilities were sufficient—given the current situation, it equated to challenging the Moon God’s authority, likely being settled afterward. Hedan’s foundation had already been destroyed, hanging by a thread now, and Dragon Capital was the Celestial Principle School’s last hope. If they were also knocked out here, the Celestial Principle School’s last ember may be extinguished; years of effort wasted.

But, not taking action, what of the Celestial Principle? What of faith?

Just as Lin Xueyin had said, how is it essentially different from the retrogressive path?

At this moment, inside the Divine Moon Cathedral, all the clergy were activated, and the massive sculptures standing in the Great Cathedral suddenly came to life. These were alchemy secret puppets from ancient times, powerful weapons against hidden forces.

The colossal alchemy secret puppets began to stomp on the blood demons with impunity, crushing them silently, while the blood demons fearlessly climbed onto the alchemy puppets, frantically biting and attacking.

The Divine Moon Cathedral formed a vast barrier covering the entire church. At the top of the church, four red-robed Archbishops, led by the head, Li Xiuwen, together with all the clergy, maintained the barrier. But as the Bloodthirsty King approached, the solid-as-a-fortress barrier instantly felt the heavy pressure.

The gigantic Bloodthirsty King, enveloped in endless malicious mist, hammered a fist against the barrier, sending many clergy puking blood and collapsing.

Boom... boom... boom...

Punch after punch, the Bloodthirsty King continuously attacked the barrier, with the blood demons below fiercely attacking. Alchemy puppets from ancient times fell one by one...

When the Bloodthirsty King descended, the sky became darker, blood aura enveloped Dragon Capital, all blood demons seemed as if injected with stimulants, more ferocious. Some of the weaker people even directly collapsed under the influence of blood aura, mutating into lower-class blood demons; the injured were likewise affected, and problems arose within the Shadow Owl.

Meng Po and others were caught in a fierce battle. But due to the internal appearance of blood demons, they quickly fell into chaos. Lu Shuimo and others fought while retreating to the underground base. With blood demons appearing inside the base, Meng Po felt confused with panic because Tanggao was also inside. She didn’t know how Tanggao was doing, his body had always been weak, what if...

Just the thought made Meng Po anxious. Her hands rapidly sealed, her face’s wrinkles deepened layer by layer, as countless threads like sharp wires sliced the attacking blood demons into pieces.

"Meng Po, you’re crazy, don’t overdraw yourself anymore, come withdraw with us!" Lu Shuimo shouted.

"Never mind me, hurry inside to save people. I’ll hold them off here; I’ve lived long enough to even the score!" Meng Po laughed madly, nearly deranged, her facial wrinkles deepening layer by layer. Her arms turned pale and old, yet the potential overdraw was too severe, her fate threads couldn’t cut the blood demons anymore, instead provoking their fury to charge at her.

Facing death, Meng Po remained serene, with a mocking smile tugging at her mouth.

Suddenly a sigh filled the air; countless threads exploded out, unlike Meng Po’s silver threads, these were radiant transparent golden threads. The frenzied blood demons suddenly froze, the next second they shattered into pieces—an overwhelming presence exploded from within the Shadow Owl.

A short silhouette walked out—a gaze filled with helplessness, mixed with some relief.

Meng Po looked at the child’s silhouette; her vision blurred, possibly at "life’s finale reflection," murmuring with a smile, "It’s alright, it’s alright..."

As she said this, her body gently collapsed, suddenly being lifted by golden threads, Tanggao came to Meng Po’s side, spiritual power slowly infused into her body, the incantation enveloped Meng Po, whose nearly extinguished body appeared slightly rejuvenated.

Tanggao’s thumbs and index fingers formed a sealing gesture, Meng Po’s body was sealed, "Don’t touch her."

Lu Shuimo, Yan Bei, and others beside were frozen like statues. At this moment, Tanggao’s body radiated... the pressure of a Great Angel.

After Tanggao spoke, his gaze flashed with golden light, countless golden threads shot out like a web across the sky, all the piled blood demons within three to four blocks around the Shadow Owl center turned into pieces, the roars instantaneously turned into dead silence.

At some point, an old man leaning on a cane appeared at the entrance of the Shadow Owl, quietly watching Tanggao.

"Old Cai, you couldn’t suppress it," Old Fang said.

"You returned too, didn’t you?" "Tanggao" replied.

...

(To be continued in the afternoon)