With the support of the Master of Inner Demon, his odds of success in the Heavenly Dao Palace greatly increased. However, the problem was that the Master of Inner Demon was the greatest poisonous tumor of all the heavens, and everyone wanted to eliminate him.
If it were found out that he cooperated with the Master of Inner Demon, the Netherworld Hall would likely be annihilated in an instant.
But he had no choice; if he refused, he feared being killed by the Master of Inner Demon.
"These powerful figures seem to fear others ascending to the Upper Realm and disrupting the chessboard?"
"If I slay Xuanyuan Moxie and eliminate the Heavenly Dao Palace, with such extraordinary military rit, I could definitely ascend to the Upper Realm."
"By then, could I beco a player on the chessboard, instead of being just a pawn?"
Vaguely, Mo Xue Ming sensed a special aura.
Since the ancient era, when he betrayed the Ye family and the Ancient dical God, he’s been seeking a way to defy destiny.
Now, the opportunity to defy destiny was right in front of him!
As long as he destroyed the Heavenly Dao Palace and Xuanyuan Moxie, such imnse military rit would definitely allow him to ascend!
Then, he could completely defy destiny, escape the fate of being a pawn, and beco a true player, deciding the final outco of the cosmic chessboard!
With the Inner Demon Talisman, Ba Dao Talisman, Evil Soul Slaughter Banner, one hundred thousand Demon Soldiers, and the assistance of Ye Chen, Mo Xue Ming simply could not imagine how he could lose.
Moreover, he had a trump card!
...
The twilight was vast, and the sun gradually sank westward.
The afterglow of the sunset fell upon the mountain gate of the Netherworld Hall.
In the depths of the Netherworld Hall, a massive hall exuded wisps of blood essence, along with all kinds of eerie dark auras. Countless Asuras and Netherworld Ghost Generals wailed and sang within the hall, the sound piercing the human soul, terrifying all who heard it.
This hall was one of the legendary Heavenly Palace Five Treasures: the Asura Hua Xue Palace, ranked tenth among the Thirty-Three Heavenly Hongng Treasures.
Legend has it that the Asura Hua Xue Palace was the dwelling of the Underworld King, gathering overwhelming hellish Netherworld Qi with fearso demon power, trapping anyone drawn in, leaving them to be torn apart by countless Asura Ghosts.
"Ksitigarbha Asura, Houtu Transforming Blood, Evil Spirits, heed my command, rise!"
With a raise of Mo Xue Ming’s hand, the hall rose from the ground with a thunderous sound, ascending into the sky.
Rustling! Rustling! Rustling!
Streams of demonic qi continuously spread, turning the sky a jet-black hue, engulfing even the distant sunset in ghostly shading.
Mo Xue Ming bit his fingertip, and a sar of fresh blood splattered onto the Asura Hua Xue Palace, which began to shrink until it transford into a streak of Streaming Light, entirely entering his body.
If Xuanyuan Moxie saw this scene, he would undoubtedly be astonished.
Because the Asura Hua Xue Palace, like his Chong Guang Divine Radiance Palace, was also one of the Heavenly Palace Five Treasures, extraordinarily difficult to refine.
Mo Xue Ming, with the strength of the Holy Ancestor Realm, was a rare entity even within the Divine Kingdom.
Yet, even at such strength, it was unimaginable to refine the Asura Hua Xue Palace since the power of this magic treasure was so great that complete refinent required ascending to the Upper Realm, breaking through to a higher realm.
However, now Mo Xue Ming had completely subdued the Asura Hua Xue Palace, clearly having fully refined it.
Upon closer inspection, his cultivation aura had dropped to the first-level Supre Emperor realm.
"I self-severed my cultivation to finally refine the Asura Hua Xue Palace. Xuanyuan Moxie, let’s see how you et your end!"
Mo Xue Ming’s face was sinister; he had actually self-severed his cultivation to refine the Asura Hua Xue Palace!
In the Holy Ancestor Realm, even a small realm was imasurably precious, the difficulty of breakthrough formidable; once fallen, it was nearly impossible to re-attain.
Yet now, Mo Xue Ming did not hesitate to self-sever his cultivation to refine the Asura Hua Xue Palace, displaying imnse determination to engage in a life-and-death battle with the Heavenly Dao Palace.
Only by annihilating the Heavenly Dao Palace could he restore his severed cultivation.
...
Simultaneously, in a volcano within Boundary City, a magnificent figure erupted from the magma, soaring into the sky.
"Hahaha, my Qiankun Divine Race bloodline has finally fully activated!"
This figure was Yan Kun.
At this mont, having completed his trials, he laughed skyward, his aura overwhelming, reaching the eighth level of the Heavenly God Realm.
"I have also fully comprehended the divine powers contained within my bloodline. Wildfire Sky Crystal Explosion, suppress!"
Yan Kun shouted fiercely, pointing a finger, causing torrents of blood essence to flow, coalescing into a fist-sized Blood Crystal.
This Blood Crystal was entirely crimson, translucent like a crystal, reflecting the sky with a light azure glow.
Boom!
In the next mont, the Blood Crystal exploded. Streams of blood qi sliced through layers of the void, threatening to tear the entire sky apart.
The terrifying explosive shockwave roared outward, flattening the towering volcano below in an instant as rocks and magma burst skyward, smoke and dust rising—a spectacular scene.
"Not bad, Yan Kun, your strength is indeed far greater than before."
An ancient voice resounded.
A sage-like elder with a wineskin at his waist appeared in the sky; it was the Eternal Sacred King.
"Elder Yong, it’s been a while!"
Yan Kun cupped his hands and smiled.
He had now fully activated the Qiankun Divine Race bloodline, and also fully comprehended the divine powers contained within it.
The Qiankun Divine Race bloodline held a Thirty-Three Heavenly Hongng Ancient Technique nad Wildfire Sky Crystal Explosion. It utilized one’s blood and energy to condense into a Crystal Core, and exploding the Core caused a world-destroying blast of terrifying power.
However, using this technique consud a large amount of blood essence.
Yan Kun’s face bore a slight pallor, but his expression was joyful. Having ascended to the eighth level of the Heavenly God Realm and mastered the Wildfire Sky Crystal Explosion, it was as though he had been reborn, with a trendous surge in strength.
"Yan Kun, the Master Slaying Conference is about to begin; Ye Chen needs you."
The Eternal Sacred King squinted and spoke slowly.
"If my brother needs , I will face fire and water without hesitation!"
Yan Kun smiled broadly, having heard of the Master Slaying Conference.
He knew very well that once the Conference began, Ye Chen would undoubtedly step into the Heavenly Dao Palace.
"If my brother wishes to shatter the Heavenly Dao Palace, I certainly won’t miss it! Elder Yong, I’m off!"
Yan Kun’s entire being surged with energy as he departed towards the Heavenly Dao Palace.
"This conference, I suppose, will be quite bustling."
The Eternal Sacred King watched Yan Kun leave, nodding with a smile.
...
In the Demon Suppression Hall, atop a mountain.
A gigantic beast lay lazily at the mountain peak, gazing at the setting sun on the horizon. Its one red and one blue pupil occasionally flickered with concealed sharpness.
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