Four half-step Daolords had brought the Realm Sealing Seal with them to kill Chu Kuangren, but they were easily killed by Chu Kuangren instead.
Chu Kuangren's powerful combat strength shocked everyone.
There was a moment of silence on the battlefield.
Chu Kuangren stood in the air with his peerless white robe. He glanced at one of the Blood Tribe's Heavenly Venerables and pointed a finger at him.
A gigantic finger shadow immediately condensed in the void, and within it was a small world.
The Blood Tribe Heavenly Venerables who were targeted by the finger were terrified. They tried to escape, but they were hit by the finger energy.
With a boom, a mist of blood exploded. The Heavenly Venerables had fallen.
"Retreat!"
One of the Heavenly Venerables roared.
Chu Kuangren wanted to give chase, but he realized that the Realm Sealing Seal had suddenly trembled. The enchanted boundary had become even more stable.
He felt a powerful pressure erupt from the surrounding space, and he felt like he had fallen into a gravitational vortex.
"Oh, the seal can still operate."
Chu Kuangren looked at the Realm Sealing Seal with a burning gaze. It was as if he wanted to see through the seal and see the person behind it.
The Emperor's Qi surged as the Ten Thousand Daolords unleashed a punch.
The surrounding spatial pressure could not withstand it at all, and the majestic fist energy directly landed on the seal.
With a boom, the enchanted boundary shattered, and the seal was sent flying into the distance in a stream of light.
"You want to leave? Did you ask for my permission?"
Chu Kuangren snorted. He took a step forward and disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the seal.
He raised his hand and grabbed, and the Ten Thousand Daolords behind him followed suit.
After the Realm Sealing Seal was caught, it trembled violently, trying to break free from Chu Kuangren's control. However, it was forcefully suppressed by the Ten Thousand Daolords.
"It would be rude of me to refuse this Dao Weapon."
Chu Kuangren chuckled.
Wisdom King grunted coldly while a piercingly cold expression flickered in his eyes. This time, their Blood Race hadn't just lost 4 Half-step Daolords, they'd even lost a Dao Artifact.
This battle had given them a clearer understanding of Chu Kuangren's strength, and they now knew how much of a threat he posed to the Blood Tribe.
"If this person doesn't die, he will definitely become a huge threat to the Blood Tribe! We must think of a way to get rid of him as soon as possible, "King Ming said lightly.
"We can't be rash when dealing with this person. With him presiding over Fortress 31, let's give it up for now," said a Blood King.
"Mm, that's all we can do for now."
"Send someone down to collect information on this person, including his friends and family. The more detailed, the better."
"Got it."
The vampire troops heading for Fortress 31 retreated.
In the absence of peak combat power, no matter how many cultivators there were, it was impossible for them to win.
Fortress 31 had achieved victory once again.
And it was even easier than last time.
Basically, apart from the Heavenly Venerables fighting, the rest of the people were mostly watching and had no chance to make a move.
Back at Fort Thirty-One, Chu Kuangren toyed with the imperial seal in his hand, trying to feel the spatial energy within it.
"This Dao artefact is quite good for trapping people."
He put it away and planned to find a time to refine it again.
"Chu Kuangren, Fort Thirty-Eight is requesting reinforcements."
At this time, Luo Shui found Chu Kuangren and said.
At the same time, she tossed a Supreme Elixir to him. It was a wartime supply to ensure that the cultivators would not run out of spiritual power.
"Oh, do you want me to go over?"
"Yes."
Luo Shui nodded.
"Alright." Chu Kuangren nodded and swallowed the Supreme Elixir into his stomach. His Universal Cauldron Physique also quickly began to operate.
Soon, the entire Supreme Elixir was completely refined by him.
They arrived at the center of Fort Thirty-One.
There was a teleportation point here that was connected to the other eighty fortresses. The other fortresses also had their own teleportation points, so they could quickly deploy the troops of all the fortresses to help each other.
Now, the other fortresses were busy dealing with the Blood Tribe troops.
The only one that could quickly deploy troops to help Fort Thirty-Eight was Fort Thirty-One, which had suffered the least damage.
On the other hand, Chu Kuangren alone was equivalent to an entire army.
"I'm counting on you," Luo Shui said.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Chu Kuangren smiled and stepped onto the teleportation point.
…
Fort Thirty-Eight.
A bloody battle was taking place in the starry sky.
Vast energy ripples spread out and shook the universe. The ones who fought the most intensely were the Emperors and Heavenly Venerables.
There were hundreds of Emperors participating in this battle, and there were dozens of Heavenly Honorables. All of them were in a frenzy.
However, the situation was not so optimistic for Fort Thirty-Eight. The number of Emperors was constantly decreasing.
The most crucial battle, the Heavenly Honorable Battle, was not optimistic either.
The general of Fort Thirty-Eight was a half-step Daoist Lord. However, he had joined forces with the other Heavenly Honorables to use a joint attack formation to temporarily trap a half-step Daoist Lord from the Blood Tribe.
This half-step Daoist Lord was extremely powerful. He held a long spear in his hand, and when he brandished it, it set off terrifying gales.
That spear, in particular, contained a small world. If an ordinary Upper Heavenly Honorable were struck by it, they would either die or be crippled.
This was an extremely powerful half-step Daoist Lord. Whether it was his foundation or the quality of his Daoist techniques, they were superior to the general of Fort Thirty-Eight.
Even though he had joined forces with the other Heavenly Honorables to set up a formation, he was still barely able to hold on. The longer the battle dragged on, the more damage Fort Thirty-Eight would suffer, and this battle would be even more hopeless.
"D * mn it!!" The general of Fort Thirty-Eight, Heavenly Honorable Mo Ling, gritted his teeth and defended against the half-step Daoist Lord's attack.
With a bang, the Blood Fiend Race member stabbed with his spear and sent a horned Firmament Demon Race member flying.
"Honorable Sky Bull!"
"D * mn it!" Hu Fei, who was also a demon, grimaced. She waved her hand, and with a long howl, she transformed into her Heavenly Fox form.
The Heavenly Fox, whose body was the size of a small mountain, charged out and headbutted the Blood Beast, sending him flying.
The nine white tails behind her were also waving frantically, attacking the Blood Beasts like nine divine weapons.
"Get out of my way, you stinking fox!"
The Blood Beast roared and hurled the spear in his hand. The terrifying power of a small world erupted, breaking through the nine fox tails and slamming into Hu Fei, sending her flying while coughing up blood.
"Hu Fei!"
The two strongest Heavenly Honorables in the fort were injured one after another. Heavenly Honorable Mo Ling roared and transformed into his Firmament Demon form.
It was a nine-headed serpent ferocious beast!
It was Jiu Ying.
The power of fire and water filled the entire world as he battled the Blood Beast, but it didn't take long for three of his heads to be chopped off.
"Haha, you bunch of beasts! I'm going to kill you all today, then take over this fort and earn a great merit!!"
The half-step Daoist Lord roared with laughter, extremely pleased with himself.
With that, he slashed his spear down at Heavenly Honorable Mo Ling!
"I think you're dreaming!!"
A voice resounded.
A gorgeous white jade sword flew over from afar!
The sword qi swept for millions of kilometers, killing Blood Beast after Blood Beast in its path!
"What?!"
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