Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Su Buku opened his eyes. Around him was a boundless expanse, shrouded in endless black mist.

Pairs of blood-red eyes glinted with a bloodthirsty light.

From the darkness came intermittent chewing sounds that sent shivers down the spine.

“Kill… for what reason…”

An incomparably cold voice echoed in Su Buku’s heart.

“For what reason?” Su Buku looked down at the plain saber in his hand.

“For the family leader, for the Su Family.”

“Wrong…” That voice turned even colder and more chilling.

The next moment—

From within the black mist, four or five terrifying creatures suddenly burst out. Their bodies were pitch-black, limbs flailing, and their razor-sharp fangs dripped with crimson blood.

A cold glint burst forth in Su Buku’s eyes!

Boom!!!

“Eightfold Slaughter of Heaven · Severance of Farewell!”

Zing!!

A blood-red crescent-shaped blade aura exploded out in an instant, tearing the creatures apart. A rain of blood fell from the sky.

Gradually, Su Buku’s white robe was stained red.

“Kill… for what reason…” That icy voice sounded again.

Su Buku responded without hesitation: “For the family leader. For the family.”

“Wrong!!!”

Crack! Crack!!

The black mist surged once more. A creature made purely of bones crawled out slowly from the darkness.

It stared at Su Buku with bloodthirsty eyes.

Then, a pale tide surged out from within the black mist like a great ocean.

Su Buku, upon seeing this, revealed an ice-cold smile.

“Bestowed by the family leader, the Slaughter Jade empowers me—the more I kill, the stronger I become… In that case, become part of my strength!”

“Eightfold Slaughter of Heaven · Twin Moons in the Sky!”

Blood-red killing intent filled the heavens, accompanied by the wild and arrogant smile on his lips!

In a pool of blood, various young elites wore pale faces, occasionally letting out muffled groans before being ejected from the pool one after another.

After some time, only one person remained in the blood pool.

With dark hair cascading down and killing intent surging like a sea, he was none other than the Su Family’s… third slayer!!

At Tianji Tower, the water curtain displayed the current status of each elite.

The expressions of many great cultivators grew increasingly grim—especially when they saw the ancient token in Liu Mowen’s hand. Their faces turned pitch black.

“Elder Liu of the Liu Family, you’ve gone too far this time!”

The Heavenly Mechanism Token, a low-grade Heaven-tier treasure, can only be used once every hundred years. This special treasure has only one function:

To temporarily obscure fate, allowing someone to bypass the rules of the Secret Realm and summon a Heaven-Origin realm cultivator.

Of course, the strongest that can be summoned is still only a Heaven-Origin cultivator. Star Holding Grandmasters, who have begun to comprehend laws and the Dao, cannot be easily concealed.

But within the Secret Realm, the entrance of a Heaven-Origin expert already spells disaster for these young participants.

Even the awe-inspiring Su Family prodigies are only at the External Manifestation Realm stage.

At barely twenty years old, they are far too young. Given time, a Heaven-Origin cultivator may not even qualify to meet them in the future.

But now—

A Heaven-Origin realm cultivator, one who can draw upon heaven and earth for power, could easily slaughter them.

“Too far? Heh~”

“Ji Chang, Ji Chang, as the ruler of a nation, how can you be so naïve?”

Elder Liu sneered, his expression turning vicious.

“This isn’t merely some so-called battle for inheritance…”

“This is a war concerning the fate of two nations and millions of lives!!”

“In war, any method, any strategy… is absolutely ‘correct.’”

Hearing Liu’s words, Ji Chang’s hands clenched tightly as he fought to suppress his fury.

Behind him, several Star Holding Grandmasters exchanged glances and subtly shifted closer to Elder Liu’s side.

They hailed from different sects and noble families. Though they shared interests with the Divine Xia Empire…

In the face of potential national destruction, preserving themselves took precedence.

And indeed, the Tianhan Empire had already contacted them privately before the start of the Naming Battle.

Just as Su Zhou suspected—no royal household capable of ruling a nation would be filled with fools.

Though Ji Chang didn’t turn around, he could clearly sense everyone’s shifting loyalties.

When the wall collapses, everyone pushes it; self-interest never changes.

At this point, only the Su Family, who had slain the Tianhan Fifth Prince, still stood by the Divine Xia Royal Family’s side to face this catastrophe!

…

Buzz!!

Buzz buzz!!

Liu Mowen kept pouring true qi into the Heavenly Mechanism Token.

In an instant, a pitch-black vortex appeared in the void, mysterious runes forming a heavenly tome, sealing away all traces.

A towering figure stepped out of the vortex, radiating dominance like a raging storm.

Even Liu Mowen and the others involuntarily took several steps back from the oppressive aura.

“Eldest Royal Brother…”

“Eldest Royal Brother…” The three looked at the figure respectfully.

“So this is the Secret Realm… Heh~ Who would’ve thought I’d ever get to enter this place.”

“That damned old man, our father, sure knows how to pile things on me.”

The newcomer’s voice was hoarse, carrying no respect for the Emperor of Tianhan. In fact, there was a trace of ridicule in his words.

Yet facing this domineering figure, Liu Mowen and the others didn’t dare utter a single word. They even lowered their bodies further in submission.

He was the Tianhan Empire’s First Prince—Liu Che.

Born with a strange phenomenon: dual pupils in his eyes. But for unknown reasons, he had been an idiot until the age of fifty, abandoned in the palace.

Then, just a year ago, he suddenly awakened—stepping into blood refinement, breaking realms month by month.

In less than a year, he had reached the peak of Heaven-Origin. There were even nascent stars forming in his body.

One of the supreme Holy Lands among the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths had personally come to receive him as a disciple.

Helping Tianhan win the Naming Battle… would be the last thing he did for the empire.

“What happened to your face?” Liu Che looked at Liu Moyan’s disfigured face with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

There wasn’t a shred of concern—rather, there was a trace of sinister sarcasm.