Chapter 358: The Blood Demon Dies! The Blood Prison Demon Lord?
The Soul Heaven Emperor watched coldly as the God King of Life took the Destruction God King and Tang San away, their figures vanishing beyond the boundaries of the plane. Only then did the piercing cold in his gaze begin to fade.
Standing with his hands behind his back, the terrifying aura that had shaken even space itself receded like a tide, restoring a deep, inscrutable calm.
Jiang Li stepped up beside him, his eyes sweeping over the wreckage of the battlefield.
"It seems we've saved ourselves some trouble."
He smiled faintly, his voice colorless and indifferent. "The Deep Sea Demon Whale King and the Demon Empress—they might still have their uses. Perhaps they'll give that so-called Sea God some headaches later."
Although the Deep Sea Demon Whale King had been resurrected, the Demon Empress's character guaranteed she would never let Tang San go so easily.
Now that both had regained the strength of million-year soul beasts, if fate favored them further, they might advance again in the future. That alone would be enough to keep Tang San uneasy.
The Soul Heaven Emperor merely nodded slightly.
To him, creatures like those two were no different from ants. Whether to crush them or let them live depended on a passing thought—hardly worth his concern.
"The side show is over. Time to deal with the real culprit," Jiang Li said, his tone chilling. "A mere thief dares to try devouring the origin of Douluo Continent's plane."
The Soul Heaven Emperor said nothing. He simply lifted a hand and lazily sliced through the air.
"Shrrkk—"
The sound of space tearing rang softly as a dark rift silently split open before them.
From the other side poured an overwhelming wave of plane law energy—pure and radiant, but now mixed with the nauseating stench of corruption and raging bloodlust.
The two stepped through as the tear sealed itself behind them, leaving no trace.
...
Within the heart of Douluo Continent's plane.
This was no physical cavern or secret realm but a strange, luminous domain woven from countless sigils of plane laws and currents of life energy.
Golden power flowed like rivers of molten light, vast as the sea and rhythmic as a heartbeat, sustaining the vitality of the entire world.
But now, this sacred place was being desecrated.
Hovering at its core, the Blood Demon extended innumerable bloody tendrils from his body.
Each one pierced into the golden currents, sucking greedily at the energy within.
The power he had lost in his previous battles with Tang San and the Golden Tree was swiftly returning—no, exceeding his former peak.
His twisted face glowed with ecstatic triumph.
"Almost there! Just a little longer!"
"Once I finish absorbing this, I'll not only heal but even glimpse the threshold beyond my old limits!"
"Then Tang San, the God King of Destruction, the Star Auction Pavilion—everything will be crushed beneath me! Hahahahaha!"
Drunk with his own delusions, he devoured even faster.
And then—
A voice colder than the depths of the abyss whispered through the void like a freezing wind from the Nine Hells.
"Stepping stone? You think you're worthy?"
Before the last word faded, an indescribable pressure consumed the space.
The surging golden currents of origin froze as if time itself had stopped.
"Pffft!"
The Blood Demon's body convulsed violently. His absorption was shattered, crushing backlash forcing him to spit a mouthful of black blood.
He turned, horrified, and saw two figures standing silently not far away—Jiang Li and the Soul Heaven Emperor—staring at him with detached indifference.
"You… it's you?!"
The Blood Demon's pupils shrank to pinpoints, drowned by sudden, boundless terror.
He couldn't comprehend how they had found this place so precisely—or how they had pierced the formidably sealed domain of the plane's core!
He had hidden this chamber perfectly, masking every trace of his presence.
And yet, they had arrived effortlessly.
The bottomless weight of their power told him at once—he didn't stand a chance.
Run. He had to run!
Instinct overpowered every other thought.
Without the slightest hesitation, not even wasting a final threat, he ignited every ounce of energy within him—his blood essence, his life force, even the very origin he'd stolen—burning it all in a desperate gamble.
"Blood Ignition—Void Escape!"
With a hoarse scream, every pore on his body erupted into flames of blood mist, his form transforming into a streak of blazing crimson light.
He sought to shatter the very fabric of space, to flee a million miles away.
This was the ultimate secret art of escape, one that exacted an unbearable cost—but he was confident that even a God King could not easily stop it.
But he was facing the Soul Heaven Emperor.
"An ant wishes to defy the heavens?"
A faint sneer flickered in the man's eyes. He barely moved—just raised his right hand and closed his fingers slightly.
The void trembled.
A colossal hand, forged entirely of black divine power, materialized overhead.
It spanned the heavens, enclosing the entire domain. With pinpoint precision, its five fingers curled around the streak of blood light.
"NO!!!"
The Blood Demon's scream tore through the trembling plane.
He felt the crushing oppression of an entire world's will pressing down upon him—every ounce of his burning power was crushed to dust.
His escape ended instantly. The backlash made him vomit up yet more blood as the enormous hand slowly tightened.
The pressure mounted endlessly, grinding down his body, crushing even his divine soul.
A suffocating, inescapable awareness of death seized him.
"Stop! You can't kill me!"
His voice broke with raw terror, clinging to the last shred of hope.
"My brother—he's the Blood Prison Demon Lord! He's long surpassed the level of any God King in this plane!"
"If you kill me, he'll sense it! No matter where you hide, he'll find you! He'll tear you apart, and imprison your souls in the Blood Prison forever, tormented for all eternity!"
At that, Jiang Li's eyes flickered with the faintest trace of amusement—then returned to calm detachment.
He shook his head slowly, as if indulging a fool.
"The Blood Prison Demon Lord? Never heard of him."
His tone was quiet and even. "And if he truly comes, he'll simply be another whetstone for my blade."
"I could use a worthy opponent or two on my way to the summit."
He didn't spare the Blood Demon another glance, only gave a slight nod to the Soul Heaven Emperor.
The black giant hand responded instantly. Darkness surged, and light itself fled.
"No—brother, avenge me—!"
The Blood Demon's final cry of hatred and despair echoed through the air—
And then—
"BOOM!!!"
The massive black hand clenched shut.
(END CHAPTER)
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