Chapter 133 - Bad News

Chapter 133: Chapter 130 Bad NewsThe Blood of the Wilderness is a very peculiar treasure, its most notable effect being to enhance the Bloodline Power of the user, and the boost is of a very high multiplier. Therefore, the Blood of the Wilderness was extensively exploited from the very beginning, with the Sacred Empire and the Beastman Empire purchasing it in bulk from the states of the Red Nation and the beast clans every year. Over thousands of years, the Blood’s tracks have touched countless planes, and an increasing number of people have begun to consume it to enhance their own combat capabilities.

But today was destined to be a day of blood, for all who had ingested the Blood of the Wilderness, regardless of its quality, even those who consumed the lowest quality, died a sudden and inexplicable death. The Blood that should have assimilated within them reemerged as if answering some call and flew towards the sky.

The number of sudden deaths amounted to tens of millions, with millions perishing within the Holy Divine Empire alone; hence this day came to be known by later generations as the Catastrophe of the Blood of the Wilderness.

Speaking of the Blood, its source was none other than the machinations of the Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God to weaken the Sacred Ancestor. Though sealed, the Sacred Ancestor still had potency. The Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God, in the past, were ruthlessly beaten by the Sacred Ancestor, losing face and their standing in the Continent of God’s Grace. Therefore, they were dispatched to the Wilderness to guard the Sacred Ancestor.

Holding resentment in their hearts, the Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God extracted blood from the Sacred Ancestor’s Wilderness form, incessantly diminishing his strength. But Divine Blood is still Divine Blood, a supreme treasure that even the Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God dared not covet. The Sacred Ancestor emerged from the demon race, mastering the power of bloodlines; almost every drop of Divine Blood contained a thread of the Sacred Ancestor’s will. If the Air Sect and the Arrow Pursuing God were to greedily seek the power of the Divine Blood, it was very likely they would fall under the control of the Sacred Ancestor’s will.

What to do then? The Air Sect God came up with a method—to dilute the Divine Blood, diluting it billions of times and releasing it underneath the surface of the Wilderness. They may not be able to consume the Divine Blood but could let mortals do so. The heavily diluted Divine Blood greatly enhanced the strength of mortals, not only weakening the power of the Sacred Ancestor but also attracting more people into the Wilderness.

The power of the Heavenly Gods did not stem from the belief of mortals, but the power of faith had unique uses. After being driven from the Continent of God’s Grace, the Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God naturally lost the power of faith from the land. Initially, the Wilderness was just a prison with no creatures; the Divine Blood, once diluted by the Air Sect God, achieved two goals at once—diminishing the strength of the Sacred Ancestor and using this substance to establish a faith of their own.

However, as it turned out, the actions of the Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God were a mistake, as the Divine Blood ultimately returned to the Sacred Ancestor.

Of course, the Sacred Ancestor had no desire to call back his own blood power forcibly, as the consequence of doing so was the catastrophic death of millions in one go, a sin that would ultimately befall him. But faced with the murderous intentions of the Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God, the Sacred Ancestor had no choice.

The silent galaxy once again tore open a rift, and the three heads of the Orochi emerged first, followed by the Sacred Ancestor, bathed in blood, clutching two giant heads in his hands—those of the Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God. With the fall of the Heavenly Gods, the divine kingdoms collapsed.

Stepping onto the back of the Orochi, the Sacred Ancestor spoke softly, "Follow me back to the Ancestral Star."

With the deaths of the Air Sect God and the Arrow Pursuing God, those who had chosen to follow the Heavenly Gods found their paths completely cut off. Of course, with the collapse of the Wilderness, the Holy Temple no longer existed. Even if the two Heavenly Gods had not perished, the path to their advancement would have been full of hardships.

Though their future was severed, the impact was minimal. In reality, only Luo Bolun, Qi Rong, and Tong Ling were troubled by this problem. They were the only three who had not consumed the Blood of the Wilderness and had escaped back to the Sacred Empire’s Red Nation alliance before they could celebrate, they started dropping dead one by one.

"The Red Nation is finished!" said Luo Bolun with a heavy countenance; the sight of corpses all around sent shivers down one’s spine.

"Do you have any idea what’s going on, Lu Hong?" asked Luo Yi, her voice tinged with sorrow.

"It could be a curse from the Blood of the Wilderness," Lu Hong said, the corpses before him the physical manifestation of the curse Tong Ling had warned him about.

"We should leave quickly; the Sacred Empire will soon detect the anomaly here." Qi Rong would not fear the Sacred Empire if the tens of thousands were still alive, but now that only the four of them had survived, it was better not to invite trouble. They would surely be subjected to an imperial investigation for the events that occurred in the Wilderness.

"Follow me," Luo Yi said as she carefully discerned their direction. She wasn’t unfamiliar with this place—it was the Northern Tundra of the Empire.

But before Lu Hong and the others could get far, they encountered numerous checkpoints already set up ahead, and soldiers clad in black encircled them.

"Are you survivors from the Wilderness?" asked a black-clothed soldier, who recognized the origins of the dead through the flags and equipment of the Red Nation alliance strewn among the corpses. Subsequently, they began a sweep of the area through teleportation from the perimeter, catching Lu Hong and his companions red-handed.

Luo Bolun signaled to Luo Yi, ready to take action, but Luo Yi pulled him back. Touched by the intimate contact with his sister, Luo Bolun was suddenly filled with happiness, completely intoxicated.

Luo Yi had no time to pay attention to Luo Bolun’s reaction; she recognized these people as the Black Guards, directly under Konstantin, and absolutely could not afford to confront them.

"My Lord, we are indeed survivors who fled back from the Wilderness," Luo Yi said, knowing that making excuses would likely result in being killed outright by the Black Guards. Although the four of them were powerful in combat, once they started fighting, it would stir up a hornet’s nest.

"Good, come with us. We need to understand the situation in the Wilderness. Now that the transmission portal to the Wilderness is completely sealed, His Majesty is quite anxious," said a space Mage Black Guard as he silently muttered an incantation and opened a teleportation portal: "Please, after you."