Chapter 404: Sea Region Tribulation Cultivators, Demon Flame Profound Heaven (Part 3)

This had boosted Huangfu Jingyi’s prestige and goodwill within the Blood Corpse Commerce.

If he didn’t make a move soon, he would likely fall behind in their confrontation.

Nominally, the Blood Corpse Commerce was currently in a three-way power struggle.

But in his eyes, the only one who could truly contend with him was that old man, Huangfu Jingyi.

Although Young Master Blood Corpse, Hongyu, held the mantle of legitimacy.

His own Cultivation was lacking!

And while he had the secret support of Yama Ghost, allowing him to faintly contend with them…

But…

So what!?

Only one’s own Cultivation was real!

In the Great Realm, the strong reigned supreme!

If you weren’t strong enough yourself, everything else was just empty talk.

Young Master Blood Corpse Hongyu’s weak Cultivation was a fatal flaw!

The recent incident with protecting the Spiritual Ship had given Huangfu Jingyi the upper hand.

Now, he intended to use this Tribulation Cultivation Force to properly boost his own prestige.

Inside the Spiritual Ship, numerous Demon Fiends and members of the Demon Race watched the situation unfold.

They awaited the outcome of the negotiations between the Blood Corpse Commerce and the Tribulation Cultivation Force.

The moment Master Qi Hailiang appeared outside the Spiritual Ship, Xu Chang’an’s attention focused on him.

‘A hunchback?’

‘With Master Qi Hailiang’s Cultivation Realm, he could easily take the form of a young or middle-aged man.’

‘Appearing as a hunchbacked old man must be a personal preference, a deliberate choice.’

Master Qi Hailiang’s negotiations with the other party were clearly not going well.

‘Looks like this battle is unavoidable!’

His years of peace were being shattered, and a great battle was imminent, yet Xu Chang’an didn’t feel the disappointment he had expected.

Instead, he felt a faint sense of excitement.

‘Excitement!?’

‘Am I a warmonger at heart?’

‘No… impossible, impossible! I’m all about lying low and cultivating cautiously. How could I be a warmonger!?’

‘This fight is happening only because there’s no way to avoid it! Deep down, I still prefer a peaceful life.’

‘But then again…’

‘If a big battle really breaks out, and things go my way, I might be able to fish in troubled waters and gather some Cultivation Resources!’

With his Kui’s Treasure Demon Technique having broken through to the Third Stage and his Demon Sense having grown again, Xu Chang’an’s current combat strength was likely no less than that of an ordinary Qinyuan Level Demon Fiend.

Coupled with his resilient Demon Body, his ability to stay alive was undoubtedly off the charts.

Outside the Spiritual Ship.

“So there’s nothing to discuss!?”

Master Qi Hailiang said coolly, looking at the Tribulation Cultivator before him.

Even if this group of Tribulation Cultivators was formidable, with two Qinyuan Level Demon Fiends present, plus the Blood Corpse Commerce’s own guard forces…

They weren’t necessarily afraid of their opponents!

“If there’s nothing to discuss, then we’ll settle this on the battlefield! Since you’re planning to rob and kill us, then you had best be prepared to die!”

Master Qi Hailiang stood in the air, speaking with an eloquent and self-assured air of righteous indignation.

Since he was trying to boost his prestige, he naturally had to put on a grand show.

“Noisy!”

The ugly man said impatiently.

The Primordial Spirit Giant Hand from the Spiritual Ship suddenly pressed down toward Master Qi Hailiang.

‘Bring it on!’

Master Qi Hailiang thought to himself.

‘Having come outside the Spiritual Ship alone, he had naturally made thorough preparations.’

‘Performing a one-man show by himself was a bit monotonous and didn’t seem all that dangerous.’

‘But now, this was perfect!’

‘The enemy was so willing to play along!’

‘Once he blocked this attack, he would use his Demon Sense to command the Demon Fiend guards on the Spiritual Ship to prepare for battle!’

‘By then, his objective would be achieved!’

‘Huangfu Jingyi! What do you have to compete with me?!’

WENG~

Primordial Spirit Power erupted from Master Qi Hailiang’s entire body, and his aura surged!

At the same time, two Top-Grade Spiritual Treasures—one for offense and one for defense—emerged from his body.

Merely defending would make him, the grand vice president of the Blood Corpse Commerce, seem too repressed.

Therefore, he wouldn’t just defend—he would attack!

To max out his prestige!

Streaks of pale blue light bearing intricate patterns instantly formed, firmly shielding Master Qi Hailiang from all directions.

At the same time, the Primordial Spirit Giant Hand came crashing down.

WENG WENG WENG~

The pale blue light trembled frantically.

Within the light, Master Qi Hailiang’s expression changed, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.

“No!”

The pale blue light only held for a moment before it shattered with a loud CRACK.

The massive Primordial Spirit Giant Hand pressed down like a great mountain!

It carried not only an immense weight but also an indescribable pressure of Dao Rhyme.

Master Qi Hailiang’s body went rigid, unable to move as if an entire world was pressing down on his shoulders.

In the Great Realm, the strong reigned supreme!

If you weren’t strong enough yourself, everything else was just empty talk.

If you weren’t strong enough, that alone was a fatal flaw!

No amount of planning or scheming was of any use!

It turned out…

that this included himself!

POW!

Master Qi Hailiang was instantly crushed into a mist of blood.

The blood mist existed for but a fraction of an instant before it was completely evaporated by the vast power of the Primordial Spirit.

Master Qi Hailiang, vice president of the Blood Corpse Commerce, had fallen!

The Primordial Spirit Giant Hand dissipated. Aside from the incredibly violent Energy fluctuations, it was as if nothing had happened.

As if Master Qi Hailiang had never been there at all!

Hou Wanzhong’s eyes nearly split from their sockets, his face a mask of utter disbelief.

He gasped heavily for breath.

A long moment passed before he recovered slightly.

“Thankfully… thankfully…”

He had been just a hair’s breadth away from dying under that Primordial Spirit Giant Hand.

Thankfully, the vice president had told him to stand down, and he had obediently returned to the Spiritual Ship.

Otherwise, he too would not have been able to escape that fate.