Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

Wasn't it too much of a waste to use the Blood Demon Sect's name?    

Furthermore, Chen Yu's current appearance was indeed shabby. He was no different from a beast in human form. This person could be said to have poked a sore spot in his heart.    

As a vicious person who almost killed his Fenglin City, Chen Yu was obviously not a kind person. This man had angered him with a single sentence.    

However, he still maintained caution and waved at the middle-aged servant behind him.    

"Young master!" The middle-aged servant hurriedly walked over.    

The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh. Chen Yu was like this, how could he be called Young Master?    

This form of address, when compared to Chen Yu's current appearance, seemed inexplicably joyful and funny.    

Chen Yu glanced at the man and gestured.    

"This is the Old Ancestor's disciple, Master. His name is He Xuehong!" The middle-aged servant quickly lowered his voice and replied.    

However, even though he lowered his voice, the man could still hear him clearly. He glanced at the middle-aged servant with a murderous look in his eyes.    

For someone like him, a mere servant dared to call out his name. Clearly, he already had a reason to die.    

"How many disciples does the ancestor have under him?" Chen Yu asked.    

"This little fellow doesn't know!" The middle-aged servant said, "There are at least two thousand of them!"    

Chen Yu nodded and revealed a reassured expression.    

Since there were so many disciples under Blood Demon Sect, there was nothing to worry about.    

Without saying anything else, Chen Yu took a step forward and sent a slap towards He Xue Hong.    

He had already seen He Xuerong's cultivation level clearly. He was in the late stage of Profound Dark Stage, and was still a bit away from the peak of Profound Dark Stage.    

With such a cultivation level, Chen Yu didn't even care about being a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect.    

Not to mention the fact that his current cultivation had reached a level that was difficult to be described by any specific realm after consuming the Seventh Grade Divine Pellet, even if there wasn't, he wouldn't feel the slightest bit of pressure when dealing with a practitioner of any level in the Profound Dark Stage.    

With this palm, Chen Yu's huge arm pierced through the air, bringing about a thunderous explosion, but no Spiritual Dipper moved.    

Chen Yu was only using the power of his physical body.    

He Xuerong's countenance changed slightly as he lifted his palm. A blood-red light flashed as a gigantic blood-colored symbol condensed, containing a type of innate technique that could draw the blood of the opponent.    

However, this kind of power was nothing to Chen Yu.    

When it came to blood techniques and divine abilities, He Xue Hong was far from being a match for them.    

His palm struck out, and the large palm-leaf fan like hand easily penetrated through He Xue Hong's domain and grabbed He Xue Hong's arm.    

The latter was shocked, she tried her best to urge the Spiritual Dipper formed from her vital energy and blood.    

But it was useless. In front of Chen Yu, He Xue Hong was like a three-year-old facing a burly adult.    

Chen Yu picked up He Xue Hong and swung his left hand at him.    

Pah! He Xue Hong's face was slapped, causing him to lose his human form. Chen Yu casually threw He Xue Hong onto the wall dozens of meters away. He Xue Hong screamed as he fell into the wall and lost consciousness.    

Chen Yu clapped his hands and said, "Let's go!"    

The middle-aged servant was dumbfounded as he looked at Chen Yu with a heated gaze.    

He didn't expect Chen Yu to be so strong. In Blood Demon Hall, life would be a lot better if he followed a strong master.    

After returning to his residence, Chen Yu asked the servant not to disturb him and started meditating with the Sumeru technique.    

This cultivation method was just as Patriarch Blood Demon had said. It was simply a body tempering cultivation method. The cultivation method was to cut off one's vital energy, allowing the bones, flesh, and even the organs to be extremely flexible to the point that they could shrink down.    

There were a total of six levels to a cultivation technique. When one reached the sixth level, they could freely shrink their body and change their appearance, allowing their body to enter even small palm-sized holes. It was extremely bizarre.    

Of course, it was not easy to cultivate to that level, but if he really did, he would be able to go to places that ordinary people could not go.    

Even so, this body tempering cultivation technique was actually very weak. This was because a normal body tempering cultivation technique could increase the flexibility of the body. It was just that it wasn't to that degree.    

Moreover, if he wanted to rely on this technique to shrink his body and go to places like the prison treasury, he had to first learn how to break the restriction.    

Thus, this cultivation technique was actually quite useless.    

Of course, this cultivation technique could also increase one's fighting strength. Before fighting with the enemy, the first step was to use this cultivation technique to make the body taller and taller.    

"It's still working on my current situation!" Chen Yu pondered and felt that this technique was still very useful to him. He just didn't know if his 30 feet tall body could return to its original state.    

Moreover, what Chen Yu valued the most was that this cultivation technique could change the size of the skeleton and its appearance. It was very useful in hiding one's identity.    

The next step was to start cultivating.    

With a heaven defying body tempering cultivation technique like the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell, it wouldn't be a problem to practice the spatial technique. Furthermore, with the strength of his soul power, controlling his body wouldn't be a problem.    

In just two days, Chen Yu had reached the first stage of the Xumi Art.    

Just as he was continuing his cultivation, the sounds of shouting and cursing came from outside.    

Chen Yu couldn't help but frown. He pushed open the door and walked out, only to see his servants vomiting blood. Several of them had died, and the middle-aged servant was lying prostrate on the ground with heavy injuries.    

In the courtyard, the dozen or so martial artists' faces were full of arrogance. Among them was He Xuerong, who he had taught a lesson to two days ago.    

"You're that freak?" A man in his forties saw Chen Yu coming out and shouted, "You're the one that injured Junior Brother He?"    

Chen Yu swept his gaze across the crowd. The person who spoke was quite strong, he had an early stage Deity Entering Stage cultivation, and other than him, there were two other people who were also in the early stage of Deity Entering Stage.    

These people should be the disciples of Patriarch Blood Demon. They must be here to stand up for He Xue Hong.    

"Freaks?" Chen Yu said expressionlessly, "Don't you know that I am the patriarch's guest?"    

"Ancestor's guest?" The man who spoke coldly, "Why would the Old Patriarch's guest stay here? What virtue or ability do you have to be able to become the Ancestor's guest? "    

Chen Yu was a bit speechless, "Before you guys came to look for trouble, didn't you guys ask Senior Brother Yan about it?"    

"You think you can scare us by moving Brother Yan?" One of them sneered and said, "Two days ago, Brother Qi went out to do some work. Just like him, Senior Brother Heng, who is in charge of a lot of things related to Blood Demon Hall, is unaware of your origins. "You are probably the descendant of Brother Yan, right? We are going to teach you how to respect your elders!"    

Chen Yu could tell that the prestige of Su Rong in Blood Demon Hall wasn't too high.    

Zhi Rong's strength was neither high nor low, his Deity Entering Stage was at the early stages, but looking at his age, he had exhausted all of his potential. As such, this fellow with the same Deity Entering Stage didn't even pay attention to him.    

Shaking his head, Chen Yu didn't bother to make anymore guesses about the relationships within Blood Demon Hall. He said lightly: "All of you, scram. I thought you had never come here before!"    

"What big words you have there!" The Deity Entering Stage man sneered and said, "Don't say that you're only Senior Brother Qi's junior. Even if you're Master's disciple, you still have to know the rules of Blood Demon Hall!"    

"Then, what are the rules of Blood Demon Hall?" Chen Yu asked in surprise.    

"There are no rules. You have to live for the rest!" The man grinned and threw out a punch with a single step.    

A bloody light appeared, and the pungent smell of blood instantly erupted.    

Chen Yu nodded and said, "I understand!"    

This time, Chen Yu truly understood that Demon Tao was no less than expected from Demon Tao, there were no rules, and in order to survive, no methods must be used.    

In other words, Patriarch Bloodfiend had actually allowed the disciples to fight as they pleased. If they died, so be it. This was the true style of Demon Tao. Under these circumstances, disciples who were able to survive under the Blood Demon Hall were undoubtedly ruthless, able to endure humiliation and be responsible.    

The blood-light dragon was about to arrive in front of Chen Yu.    

Chen Yu raised his hand and slapped the Blood Dragon into pieces.    

As for the man, he was slightly surprised. Hundreds of blood-red symbols appeared on his fist. They contained a deep, lightning-like explosive power.    

Chen Yu punched out.    

The man was sent flying while Chen Yu remained motionless.    

It was only the early stages of Deity Entering Stage, so Chen Yu felt no pressure at all.    

The man's expression turned ugly as he was sent flying. His body spun in the air and his power was dissolved. Suddenly, he opened his domain. Blood-colored runes flashed and a bloodthirsty aura appeared.    

"Blood Demon Saber!" The man wrapped up his domain and once again charged forward, using his palm as a blade to chop downwards.    

The domain suddenly contracted. Accompanied by the power of his bloodline, a bloody knife appeared and slashed at Chen Yu from all directions.    

It was sharp and devilish, with a divine ability that resonated with the bloodline.    

This sacred art was aimed at bloodlines. Against this kind of Knife Technique ability, ordinary warriors would bleed profusely as long as they were hit by any one of these blades, and their bloodlines would shatter.    

This was the unique divine ability of the blood elementalists.    

However, Chen Yu was expressionless as he casually activated his Blood Inferno.    

The blood flame turned into a bloody imprint as it flew out. As it coiled in the air, all the blood sabers were devoured, and not a single drop of the domain's power was left.    

The man looked aghast.    

He Xuerong and the others revealed expressions of shock as well.    

"If you only have this little bit of strength, then you can kneel and beg for mercy!" Chen Yu was expressionless.    

When it came to bloodline superpowers, even Patriarch Blood Demon had to sigh in admiration. The bloodline superpowers of these disciples were nothing in front of Chen Yu.    

In front of the blood flames, every bloodline ability of the Blood Demon was like the difference between mud and stone.    

The man clapped his hands and a small river of blood appeared to block Chen Yu's Blood Seal.    

However, the Blood Devouring Seal twisted through the air and split the river apart.    

Chen Yu took a step forward and swung his palm, sending the Martial Cultivator of the Deity Entering Stage flying.    

"Let's attack together!" The others sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at each other in dismay. Then, one by one, they gritted their teeth and shouted out.    

A dozen or so Blood Demon disciples pounced towards Chen Yu at the same time. Many of them took out their bloodline Divine Artifact s and summoned their blood-red Spiritual Soul s.    

Chen Yu was surprised. He didn't expect these disciples to be so united.    

He could not really kill them all. After devouring all of the Blood Demon disciples, he immediately activated the Blood Sucking Seal and his body was like a fierce tiger flying down the mountain. He rushed into the crowd and attacked them, causing all of the Blood Demon disciples to cough up blood and fly out.