Chapter 1

In the vast, boundless mountains, apart from the rustling mountain winds and the bare rocks, there was nothing to catch the eye.

"Rumble~~~"

Suddenly, a deafening roar rolled in from the distant horizon.

This immense sound echoed through the heavens and earth. Accompanying this thunderous noise, a beam of golden light, like a golden bolt of lightning, shot forward at breakneck speed.

A thousand miles behind the golden lightning, a sea of blood surged and roiled, sweeping forward with incredible speed, not lagging behind the golden lightning in the slightest.

This red sea of blood was extremely vast, covering an area of ten thousand miles.

Although the sea of blood had not yet approached, a wave of bloodiness had already swept through the surroundings. In the crimson sea of blood, countless skulls and bones appeared and disappeared, looking extremely eerie.

In the center of the red sea of blood, a towering altar, about a thousand zhang high, stood in the middle.

This tall altar was hidden within a layer of red light, appearing extremely mysterious.

"Ha ha ha, Xiahou Zongying, you have suffered a blow from my senior brother's Ten Thousand Sorrows Palm and have not fallen immediately. You have managed to escape so far, but it seems you are at the end of your rope. I advise you to surrender willingly. Out of respect for our past relationship, Star Ancestor might spare your life."

Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed from the depths of the blood sea, emanating from the tall altar. This voice was deep and resonant, not using any sound transmission technique, but relying solely on profound magical power to spread.

A thousand miles away, in the golden light that was shooting away, a middle-aged man with a pale face stood.

His face had no trace of color, his eyes were extremely dark, and his lower lip, bitten by his teeth, had already oozed drops of fresh blood. However, he did not notice it at all.

At this moment, he was forcefully suppressing the backlash within his body, desperately driving the light to escape.

Upon hearing the words of persuasion from behind, the middle-aged man showed no reaction.

This time, taking advantage of Star Ancestor's absence from the Nine Nether Palace, the middle-aged man had taken a risk and stolen two extraordinary treasures from the palace. However, he was caught by the Nine Nether Palace's inspector.

Unable to explain the situation, he was forced to engage in a battle with several peers of the same rank. Although he managed to escape from the well-defended Nine Nether Palace using secret techniques, he was still injured by his senior brother Yan from the Nine Nether Palace.

At this moment, he had been pursued all the way to this place.

If he were at his peak, the middle-aged man would not have taken the pursuer seriously, but now, with his severe injuries, he was no match for the pursuer.

"Xiahou Zongying, if you hand over those two extraordinary treasures, I can guarantee that I will plead with Star Ancestor to spare your life and let you be suppressed under the Ten Thousand Nether Mountain for ten thousand years. Otherwise, the consequences will be dire, and I need not spell them out."

Seeing that the person ahead showed no intention of stopping, another voice of persuasion echoed from the boundless sea of blood.

Just as these words were spoken, the golden lightning ahead suddenly dimmed. The middle-aged man in white stumbled and rushed forward a few steps, then stopped in the air ten thousand zhang high.

At this moment, his face was extremely fierce, his teeth deeply embedded in his lower lip, and his neck veins bulging.

On his pale face, a hint of redness appeared.

The middle-aged man in white seemed to be severely injured, but there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

Just as the middle-aged man in white stopped, the boundless sea of blood, roaring, had already approached a thousand zhang away.

The rolling sea of blood, as if encountering an invisible wall, suddenly stopped, not advancing any further.

"Ha ha ha, Xiahou Zongying, it seems your injuries are beyond control. Will you let me take action, or will you hand over those two extraordinary treasures? If I take action, you will have no chance of survival. Think carefully."

As the thunderous voice echoed, the tall altar in the center of the sea of blood flashed and suddenly disappeared, vanishing into the boundless sea of blood.

In an instant, a red glow flashed at the edge of the sea of blood, and the tall altar reappeared. A young cultivator, with a smile on his face, appeared on the altar, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man in white a thousand zhang away.

"Hmph, to ask me to hand over the extraordinary treasures is a delusion. These two treasures originally belonged to my sister, but were forcibly taken by the Nine Nether Palace. She did not even leave her life behind. Although I cannot avenge my sister's blood, I can at least retrieve the things she cherished the most, to give her some closure."

The middle-aged man in white coldly snorted, his eyes icy, speaking in a deep voice. His tone was filled with hatred for the Nine Nether Palace.

"Hehe, even if you stole them, do you think you can protect them in your current state?"

Facing the middle-aged man in white, the young cultivator appeared extremely relaxed. Although he would normally admit he was no match for the other, with the other severely injured, he had no qualms.

"Ha ha ha, even if I cannot personally place them on my sister's grave, you, the Nine Nether Palace, will not have these two extraordinary treasures."

The middle-aged man in white laughed loudly. As he laughed, he spat out a ball of essence blood, and golden runes appeared continuously in the essence blood. Then, a circular object flew out from his chest, instantly growing to a hundred zhang in size.

The essence blood touched the huge circular object, instantly emitting a dazzling golden light. The golden light grew with the wind, enveloping the hundred-zhang circular object.

"Ah, what are you doing? You... you... you want to use this primordial mystic treasure to break through this Miro Realm? Even at your peak, you could not achieve this. Now, with your severe injuries, it's questionable whether you can even activate this primordial mystic treasure."

Seeing the other party actually summon a primordial mystic treasure, the young cultivator on the altar was greatly alarmed, his thoughts racing.

"Hmph, whether it can be broken or not, we'll only know after trying."

The middle-aged man in white did not pause. As the essence blood merged with the primordial mystic treasure, his crown opened, and a golden figure about a foot tall appeared, glowing with golden light.

This golden figure was naked, but its face was identical to the middle-aged man in white, as if it were a miniature version of him.

As soon as the golden figure appeared, the middle-aged man in white's body rapidly withered, instantly transforming into a ball of essence blood, floating in front of the golden figure.

The golden figure's face was fierce, and with a wave of its small hand, the ball of essence blood shot out like a blood arrow toward the hundred-zhang primordial mystic treasure.

The middle-aged man in white had abandoned his physical body, integrating all his essence into the primordial mystic treasure.

"Ah~ You are cutting off your own path, wanting to use your own blood to sacrifice this primordial mystic treasure..."

As a cry of alarm sounded, the ten-thousand-mile sea of blood roared, and the thousand-zhang altar burst with a blinding red light. The sea of blood suddenly gave rise to hundreds of hundred-zhang blood dragons, shooting forward.

On each blood dragon, countless skulls were attached...

"Hmph, it's too late..."

As the golden figure spoke, it waved its hands, and the hundred-zhang primordial mystic treasure instantly revealed a destructive aura. A thick, yellowish-brown light beam, about a hundred zhang wide, suddenly appeared, shooting into the sky.

As the light beam struck, the entire world shook, and an incomparable energy wave suddenly rose, as if it were about to destroy the entire sky.

"Rumble~~~"

A thunderous roar echoed, as if the entire world had collapsed.

With this sound, a huge crack, about a thousand zhang wide, suddenly appeared in the sky. Inside the crack, it was pitch black, and thick lightning occasionally flashed.

With the appearance of the crack, a powerful suction force suddenly emerged, and the golden figure and the primordial mystic treasure were instantly sucked in, disappearing without a trace.

When the golden figure launched the primordial mystic treasure, the young cultivator on the altar in the sea of blood knew it was impossible to block the primordial mystic treasure's attack. Without hesitation, the ten-thousand-mile sea of blood roiled and rapidly retreated in the direction it came from, even faster than when it came.

Since Xiahou Zongying had used a celestial realm forbidden technique, sacrificing his essence to activate the primordial mystic treasure he had nurtured for tens of thousands of years, the power of this attack was unimaginable, and it was highly possible that it could break through the Miro Realm.

Although the hundred-zhang blood dragons, under the young cultivator's control, rapidly retreated, dozens of them were still sucked into the huge spatial crack and disappeared...

Three months later, in a grand hall amidst the misty mountains, several people were seated, with a young cultivator standing in front.

"What? Xiahou Zongying actually used the essence blood sacrifice technique to split the Miro Realm? With the power of the Void Domain, Xiahou Zongying must have fallen, but the two extraordinary treasures and his primordial mystic treasure must have been preserved. If the Ancestor learns that we lost these two extraordinary treasures, he will not let it go easily."

"Although the chance of the two extraordinary treasures remaining in the lower realm is small, we must search for them if there is even the slightest possibility. Zou Rui, it looks like you will have to make the trip."

One of the elders with a slightly red face spoke in a calm tone, though his expression was dark.

Upon hearing this, the young cultivator who was on the altar in the red sea of blood immediately changed his expression, his face flickering.

"Hmph, if the Ancestor learns that Xiahou Zongying escaped from your hands, the consequences will be dire, and I need not spell them out."

Seeing the young cultivator's expression, a cultivator in a green robe sitting beside him spoke.

Upon hearing this, the young cultivator's face changed even more, and after some thought, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Fine, I will go search the lower realms. If I find anything, I hope the seniors will help break through the realm to bring me back."

"Of course, with the Stabilizing Star Disk, if you find the two extraordinary treasures and activate the disk, we will know and bring you back to the Miro Realm."

As everyone finished speaking, they all stood up and headed toward a heavily guarded valley in the distance...