Chapter 219: Don’t Make Your Grandpa Lin Laugh, Alright? Blood Demon Scripture!
Grand Elder Chi Lian waved her lily-white hand, sweeping Han Lie and Old Ghost Black Sha into a constructed void space.
“Is this guy really going through with it?”
Qin Lan furrowed her elegant brows, gazing up at the massive light screen that displayed Han Lie standing face-to-face with the menacing Old Ghost Black Sha.
“Brother… he won’t be in danger, will he?”
Xiao Qingge clenched her small, pink fists tightly, her delicate, porcelain-doll face awash with worry.
“Even if he loses, he should at least be able to keep his life.” Zhuo Hongyi shook her head, her expression one of utter helplessness.
It had to be said—Han Lie was being far too reckless this time!
None of them had anticipated that Han Lie would choose the day of the Elder selection competition to challenge Old Ghost Black Sha.
Now, Zhuo Hongyi and Xiao Qingge finally understood why Han Lie had entered Secluded Cultivation during the brief one-month period of the mentor and deacon assessments.
It turned out it was all for today’s battle!
However…
Given Han Lie’s cultivation at the early Nascent Soul Stage, a single month of last-minute seclusion would hardly tip the scales in such a fight.
One month was simply too short.
Especially for a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage, a month passed in the blink of an eye; it was nearly impossible to achieve any significant breakthrough in such a fleeting window.
“There is no other way. We can only believe in him now,” Qin Lan said, her expression grave.
Even with the agreement that Black Sha would restrict himself to seventy percent of his power, from an outsider’s perspective, Han Lie’s chances of victory were infinitely close to zero.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone present were glued to the projection above the martial arts plaza. Although the duel seemed to lack suspense, no one wanted to miss witnessing the inevitable outcome.
On the high platform overlooking the plaza, Han Lie’s figure was reflected in Grand Elder Chi Lian’s beautiful eyes.
A curve of anticipation played upon her vermilion lips as she murmured to herself with keen interest, “Little servant, these are already the most favorable rules for you. Can you give Big Sister a surprise?”
Old Ghost Black Sha’s seventy percent power…
To be honest, even Su Meiyu would find it difficult to withstand. At least for now, Grand Elder Chi Lian could not imagine how Han Lie intended to cope.
That was precisely why she hoped Han Lie could produce a miracle.
Inside the void space.
Old Ghost Black Sha stood with his hands clasped behind his back, speaking with feigned magnanimity. “Han Lie, ten years ago, after the Grand Elder’s mediation, This Senior originally had no intention of pursuing the matter of you killing my personal head disciple, Ye Lang.”
“I never expected you to deliver yourself to my doorstep today. You cannot blame This Senior for what comes next.”
Han Lie laughed, genuinely amused. “Listening to you, it seems you take me for a three-year-old child? Knowing full well the vast difference in our cultivation, why do you think I stepped forward to challenge you today?”
His eyes narrowed. “Once you successfully enter the Elder Council and solidify your position, would I ever have a peaceful day in the Heavenly Void Sect again?”
“Don’t make your Grandpa Lin laugh, alright?”
As soon as Han Lie’s words fell, a wave of hushed discussion erupted from the spectator stands. Now, everyone finally understood his motivation.
This was especially true for the various Hall Masters. They knew Old Ghost Black Sha all too well—he was notorious for seeking vengeance over the smallest grievance. Han Lie had killed his head disciple; even with the Grand Elder’s mediation, Black Sha would never truly let it go.
Understanding the motive was one thing, but in the eyes of the majority, Han Lie was still being too impulsive. The gap in cultivation was an undeniable chasm.
If he failed to stop Old Ghost Black Sha from entering the Elder Council and ended up humiliated in front of 100,000 Inner Disciples, it would be a tragic joke.
“Sister Qin Lan, Sister Zhuo, what… what exactly is the history here?” Xiao Qingge, having regained some composure, asked softly.
Han Lie had made his reasoning clear, but what Xiao Qingge didn’t understand was how exactly Han Lie had crossed the Overlord Hall so severely in the past.
“It is hard to explain in a few words. But the situation is roughly as he says,” Zhuo Hongyi replied.
Indeed, the grudge between Han Lie and the Overlord Hall ran deep into the past. Even Zhuo Hongyi didn’t know the specifics of why Han Lie had killed the two female disciples, Cai Zhen and Yun Xia, back then.
While the plaza buzzed with speculation, the atmosphere inside the void space turned frigid.
“Heh.”
Old Ghost Black Sha let out an eerie chuckle, neither confirming nor denying the accusation. “So, you think that with your meager strength, you can prevent This Senior from ascending to the Elder Council?”
A flash of murderous intent flickered through his turbid eyes. He wasted no more words.
A terrifying aura erupted!
Old Ghost Black Sha raised his eyes slightly toward the void, his voice solemn. “Ye Lang, This Senior’s most proud disciple… if you had not perished by Han Lie’s hand, perhaps you would have already attained the Nascent Soul Stage by now.”
“It matters not. Your master will seek justice for you today!”
Whoosh!
Vast, oceanic spiritual power surged around him. A piercingly cold wind blew from unknown depths, snapping Black Sha’s robes loudly against the air.
An overwhelming pressure locked onto Han Lie.
Then, Old Ghost Black Sha’s lips parted: “Blood Demon Scripture: Blood Demon Descends!”
Instantly, a pillar of sky-high, blood-red spiritual power erupted from his body!
The energy was accompanied by grotesque, squelching sounds, as if the air itself were bleeding. The crimson spiritual power was thick and viscous, resembling fresh gore. Mysterious, obscure runes floated eerily around the old man’s withered frame.
Gurgle, gurgle!
As the torrent of blood-red energy surged, wailing skeletal faces seemed to flash within the flow. The scene was bizarre, sinister, and enough to make one’s scalp tingle with dread.
Finally, under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, the surging blood energy coalesced into a grotesque Blood Demon Giant standing 100,000 zhang tall!
“ROAR!”
A roar mixed with the shrieks of ten thousand ghosts resonated through the void, causing the space to tremble violently.
The Blood Demon Giant clenched its massive hand, and a Ghost-Head Great Saber, tens of thousands of zhang long, materialized in its grip.
With a single sweep of the blade, the void space in its path was severed cleanly, leaving behind a shocking, jagged spatial rift that assaulted the senses.
This apocalyptic scene shattered the nerves of everyone watching in the plaza. Even Han Lie’s supporters were drained of color, terrified by the sheer malevolence of the avatar.
When fighting Su Meiyu earlier, Old Ghost Black Sha hadn’t even hinted at such a terrifying Divine Ability!
It was clear just how badly he wanted Han Lie dead.
Shangguang Hongyi could no longer sit still. She shot up from her seat, looking frantically toward the high platform.
“Grand Elder! This… this Divine Ability clearly exceeds seventy percent of Hall Master Black Sha’s power!”
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