Blood Demonic Master

Crimson pillars of light erupted into the sky, spreading out like ripples across the heavens. The chaotic energy they released was overwhelming, casting an eerie glow over the capital of the Baihu Kingdom. The people below were terrified, dropping to their knees in fear, too scared to even move.

"Master!" Luo Fan cried out, his voice trembling with relief and excitement. Tears seemed to stream down his face as he watched the figure emerging from the crimson light.

From within the glowing pillar, an old man with white hair slowly stepped forward. 

The old man's gaze swept across the scene with disdain, but when his eyes landed on Wi Soyeon, they gleamed with a sinister light. His thin lips curled into a faint smile as he spoke, "It has been a while, Lady Wi."

Wi Soyeon's expression flickered for a moment, but she quickly steadied herself, her face calm and composed. "Long time no see, Blood Demonic Master," she replied, her voice even. "Though, I didn't expect you to come here personally."

Despite her calm exterior, anger simmered beneath the surface. The Blood Demonic Master was one of the key figures who had helped her brother succeed in his rebellion against her.

His presence brought back memories of betrayal and loss, and it took all her willpower to keep her emotions in check.

"Indeed," the Blood Demonic Master said, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Since I've come, Lady Wi, you shouldn't struggle. You have no chance of escaping this time—not with your current cultivation."

Wi Soyeon's face hardened. He was right. Even though her cultivation had reached the Mid-Stage Fusion Realm, she was no match for a Mid-Stage Transformation Realm cultivator like him. As cultivation realms increased, the gap between them grew exponentially.

Ten Peak Fusion Realm cultivators couldn't even defeat a single Early Stage Transformation Realm cultivator, let alone someone like the Blood Demonic Master, who was not only at the Mid-Stage Transformation Realm but also an elite among his peers.

But Wi Soyeon wasn't the type to give up easily. Her eyes narrowed, and her grip tightened. She might be outmatched, but she would fight until the very end.

"Hmph, how do you know if you haven't even fought?" Wi Soyeon shot back, her voice filled with defiance. Her eyes burned with determination as she secretly activated her divine technique. Her aura surged, becoming overwhelmingly powerful and terrifying.

With a swift motion, she summoned a brilliant blue flame in her palm. The fire crackled with energy, radiating intense heat. Without hesitation, she hurled it toward the Blood Demonic Master, shouting, "Divine Flame Ascension!"

The Blood Demonic Master let out a dismissive snort. "Child's play," he muttered, activating his own divine technique. The air around him darkened as a wave of sinister energy gathered, ready to meet Wi Soyeon's attack head-on. 

A massive blood-red palm materialized in the air, surging forward like a tidal wave of crimson. Within it, countless ghostly faces twisted and screamed, their piercing cries echoing like a nightmare.

The Blood Demonic Master's cold and commanding voice rang out "Blood Fury Demonic Palm!"

The blood-red palm crashed into Wi Soyeon's blue divine fire. For a moment, the two forces clashed, but the palm quickly overwhelmed the flames, consuming them entirely.

Without losing momentum, the attack hurtled toward Wi Soyeon, its sinister energy radiating destruction.

Wi Soyeon's expression shifted as she saw the attack closing in. She knew she had no time to waste. Gathering all her spiritual energy, she activated her strongest divine technique, her body glowing with power as she prepared to face the Blood Demonic Master's devastating strike

Above Wi Soyeon's head, a dark purple flame began to gather, swirling and condensing into the shape of a blazing purple sun. With a swift motion, she hurled it toward the blood-red palm racing toward her. "Nine Suns Demonic Rampage!" she shouted.

The technique was meant to summon nine suns capable of burning the world to ashes, but in her current state, Wi Soyeon could only summon one. Still, the power it carried was immense.

The purple sun collided with the blood-red palm, and the impact was deafening. The two forces exploded in a burst of energy, cancelling each other out.

However, a small wave of purple flames managed to slip through, reaching the Blood Demonic Master. But the flames were too weak to harm even a Fusion Realm cultivator, let alone a Transformation Realm expert like him.

The Blood Demonic Master brushed off the remnants of the attack as if they were nothing.

Despite his victory, the Blood Demonic Master's expression was far from pleased. A Mid-Stage Fusion Realm cultivator had managed to hold her own against a Mid-Stage Transformation Realm expert in a direct clash. If word of this spread in the Central Region, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar.

However, the Blood Demonic Master was no ordinary Transformation Realm cultivator. He hadn't used anywhere near his full power, yet the attack he had unleashed was more than enough to kill most Fusion Realm cultivators.

Still, the fact that Wi Soyeon had countered it, even partially, was unexpected. Though the outcome was still in his favour, it wasn't the effortless victory he had anticipated. His pride stung, and his eyes narrowed as he glared at Wi Soyeon.

Wi Soyeon knelt on the ground, her body drained of spiritual energy. She had poured everything into her last attack, a desperate attempt to turn the tide, but it hadn't been enough.

She closed her eyes, feeling the weight of despair settle over her. If this wasn't defeat, then what was?

Just as she had resigned herself to her fate, she heard footsteps approaching. Her eyes fluttered open, and she turned her head to see Ma Jeong standing beside her, a slight smile on his face.

"That last attack was truly amazing," he said, his voice calm and confident. "You've proven you have the right to become my subordinate."

With that, Ma Jeong began walking toward the Blood Demonic Master, his steps were steady and unhurried. Wi Soyeon stared at his back, her mind blank with disbelief.

She didn't know what gave a Peak Fusion Realm cultivator the confidence to challenge someone like the Blood Demonic Master, but as she watched him, something stirred in her heart.

"Who are you, boy?" the Blood Demonic Master demanded, his voice dripping with arrogance.

Ma Jeong met his gaze without flinching. "I'm someone who has taken Wi Soyeon as my subordinate," he replied calmly. "So, I can't let someone like you harm her. Blood Demonic Master, any last words before you die?"

His words sent a shockwave through the onlookers. The Blood Demonic Master's face turned red with anger. "Junior," he growled, "this Demonic Master has lived for nearly a thousand years, and I've never seen someone as arrogant as you."

Ma Jeong simply laughed in response, his tone light but confident. He shifted into a battle stance, his aura transforming as he activated his strongest divine technique.

The air around him crackled with energy, and the atmosphere grew tense. The Blood Demonic Master's eyes narrowed, but Ma Jeong's calm smile never wavered.

"Battle God Fist!" Ma Jeong shouted, his voice ringing with power. A blinding golden beam of light erupted from his fist as he punched forward, cutting through the space.

The Blood Demonic Master's eyes widened in shock. "What?!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief. He could feel the overwhelming power of the golden beam racing toward him.

Without hesitation, he activated his strongest defensive divine technique, summoning a barrier of blood-red energy to block the attack.

BOOM!

The collision was deafening. The golden beam slammed into the barrier, creating a massive explosion that obliterated everything in its path. When the dust settled, the area in front of Ma Jeong was completely destroyed, reduced to nothing but a smouldering crater.

From behind, Wi Soyeon's eyes widened in shock, her heart pounding. She had never seen such a powerful divine technique in her life.

The sheer force of it was beyond anything she had ever witnessed. Only someone like her father who was a legendary figure of immense power, could possibly wield such a technique.

Ma Jeong stood tall, his fist still glowing faintly with residual energy. His calm expression contrasted sharply with the devastation around him, leaving Wi Soyeon and everyone else in stunned silence.

It wasn't just Wi Soyeon who was shocked—even Ma Jeong himself was taken aback. He had never expected his attack to be this powerful.

It must be due to Profound Mastery, he thought, recalling the divine ability he had acquired earlier. He realized that it was the reason behind the incredible increase in his attack's strength.

However, he was certain it wasn't enough to kill the Blood Demonic Master. As the dust from the explosion began to settle, the figure of the Blood Demonic Master emerged.

He was still standing, but his robes were torn, his body covered in bruises and dust. His defenses had been shattered, and he looked far from the intimidating figure he had been moments ago.

The Blood Demonic Master's eyes burned with fury.

"You lowly bastard!" the Blood Demonic Master roared, his voice shaking the ground. A massive surge of energy erupted from his body, dark and menacing, as his power reached its peak.

Ma Jeong watched calmly, nodding to himself. No matter how strong his divine technique was, he knew it wouldn't be enough to truly threaten someone like the Blood Demonic Master. The gap between their cultivation realms was simply too vast.

But Ma Jeong wasn't done yet. He activated his divine ability: Stronger Against the Strong.

[Ding! A Mid-Stage Transformation Realm enemy has been detected. Activating ability: 'Stronger Against Strong.' Host has gained Late-Stage Transformation Realm cultivation.]

Ma Jeong's aura surged, growing stronger and stronger until his cultivation reached the Late-Stage Transformation Realm. His black hair swayed in the wind, and his body radiated an overwhelming power that seemed to fill the air.

"What…?" the Blood Demonic Master stammered, his face a mix of shock and fear. The confidence he had moments ago was now replaced by shock and fear.

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