Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1145 - 1131: The Great Way has Ninety-Nine Paths, A Thousand Years of Old Yin Comparison!

Chapter 1145: Chapter 1131: The Great Way has Ninety-Nine Paths, A Thousand Years of Old Yin Comparison!

"Chaotic? Blood? Lotus?"

Xiao Yi’s eyes widened in rage as he stared intently at the blood-red lotus suspended above the crimson furnace, gasping sharply as he slowly unveiled its true identity.

At that moment...

Pu!

Pu!

Pu!

One citizen after another leapt without hesitation into the center of the altar, into the massive blood-red furnace. The scalding crimson heatwave instantly consumed and refined their lives.

They transformed into wisps of blood-red steam, rising and merging into the Chaotic Blood Lotus floating at the center of the furnace.

With the infusion of these sanguine vapors, the red glow emanating from the Chaotic Blood Lotus grew increasingly radiant and dazzling.

New petals began to emerge.

Eight-two.

Eight-three.

Eight-four...

As the number of petals steadily increased, the number of living beings around the furnace dwindled sharply.

"Master, you just said Chaotic Blood Lotus? What is that?" The Asura Prison Master’s face was filled with confusion.

Xiao Yi took a deep breath, flames of fury igniting in his eyes. One word at a time, he said, "The Chaotic Blood Lotus is a Taboo Secret Skill, an evil practice strictly prohibited by the Hall of Longevity in the Ancient Times. It is said that to refine a Chaotic Blood Lotus, one must sacrifice the flesh and blood of followers. The lotus has a maximum rank of ten petals. Refining a one-petal Chaotic Blood Lotus requires the sacrifice of one follower, and every additional petal multiplies the number of followers needed tenfold..."

Hiss!

Everyone collectively drew in a cold breath.

They stared in shock and disbelief at the eight-petal Chaotic Blood Lotus.

According to Xiao Yi’s explanation, one petal required the sacrifice of 100 followers. Just for eight petals, that would mean sacrificing one billion followers. For ten petals, it would require ten billion followers!

To refine a single Chaotic Blood Lotus, one must sacrifice countless followers.

What kind of ruthless heart could commit such an atrocity?

"The Jialuo Prison Realm has the largest population, merely around 1.2 or 1.3 billion..."

"No wonder the Jialuo Prison Master made everyone in the Jialuo Prison Realm worship his statue. He was cultivating followers, waiting to accumulate enough to refine this vile Chaotic Blood Lotus?"

"Bastard! This guy isn’t some benevolent old saint—he’s a goddamn bastard!"

"Hell, people call me Asura a crazed killing demon, but this so-called benevolent Jialuo is the real devil! Truly, you can never judge someone just by their appearance..."

The Asura Prison Master and his companions were enraged, shouting furiously.

Zhang Ming gritted his teeth, looking toward Xiao Yi. "Master, why is the Jialuo Prison Master refining this Chaotic Blood Lotus?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Xiao Yi.

Hoo!

Xiao Yi exhaled deeply, saying each word weightily, "It is said that the ten-petal Chaotic Blood Lotus can help one ascend to the Saintly Sovereign Realm!"

"..."

A stunned silence fell over the group.

To ascend to the Saintly Sovereign Realm?

That single reason alone was enough to tempt almost ninety-nine percent of the strong into madness!

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Crisp clapping sounds slowly echoed through the air.

From behind the altar, a figure slowly emerged.

The person wore a green robe, fingering a string of Buddha Beads that turned lightly in his hand. His expression was solemn, his brows kind, resembling a benevolent, amiable old grandfather from next door. This was none other than one of the Four Prison Masters—the Jialuo Prison Master!

"I didn’t expect someone in the Endless Ice Prison would actually know about the Chaotic Blood Lotus. Little one, you must be Xiao Yi, the one Ma Dahar mentioned—a man who defeated the Asura Prison Master and killed the Yellow Springs Prison Master?" The Jialuo Prison Master smiled warmly at Xiao Yi, asking gently.

"Master, this is him—the Jialuo Prison Master!"

"Such a waste of that kindly face. I was actually fooled by him before, thinking he was some virtuous saint..."

"To fake being a benevolent old man for tens of thousands of years to attract followers, only to sacrifice billions of them without batting an eye—an absolute demon..." The onlookers gritted their teeth, glaring murderously at the Jialuo Prison Master.

They were killers too!

But they rarely targeted ordinary people, let alone slaughtered devout followers who worshipped them as gods.

The Jialuo Prison Master’s cruelty far surpassed that of everyone present!

The Abi Prison Master stepped forward, his face dark and menacing as he snapped icily, "Jialuo, why did you kill Ma Dahar?"

"You can’t blame me for that!"

The Jialuo Prison Master shrugged his shoulders and pointed at Xiao Yi. "Blame him! If it weren’t for this brat’s sudden arrival, defeating the Asura Prison Master and the Yellow Springs Prison Master, I wouldn’t have been forced to activate the Chaos Altar in such haste to refine the Chaotic Blood Lotus. Ma Dahar happened to stumble upon the altar, so I had no choice but to kill him..."

"Bastard!"

The Abi Prison Master roared furiously. Ma Dahar wasn’t just his sworn brother; he was also the man who had saved his life.

Now the murderer stood right before him, flaunting his indifference.

Abi Prison Master’s wrath surged even higher.

"I’ll take your damned life!"

The Abi Prison Master moved suddenly, transforming into streaking red light.

A terrifying vision of hell materialized behind him.

The Abi Prison Master’s Cultivation Technique was the "Abi Hell Tao," enabling him to summon an Abi Hell filled with countless vengeful spirits. These spirits imbued his strikes with tremendous power, impossible for those of the same level to counter.

Owuuu...

Ghostly wails reverberated throughout heaven and earth.

Countless fiendish specters with sharp fangs and green faces appeared in the void. Their monstrous visages obscured the sky as they charged at the Jialuo Prison Master. With their gaping maws of razor-like teeth, it seemed like they intended to shred him into pieces.

"Child’s play!"

The Jialuo Prison Master sneered coldly.

With a casual wave, the earth cracked and the heavens trembled—a deathly scythe emerged.

Buzz!

One swing.

The ghostly visages shattered!

The deadly scythe pressed forward relentlessly. With a deafening boom, it slashed into the Abi Prison Master, sending blood spraying everywhere, his body split completely in two.

All that remained was his Primordial Spirit, retreating in terror to Xiao Yi and the others, his face pale with disbelief. "You—you can’t possibly be this strong!"

For so long...

The Jialuo Prison Master had been acknowledged as the weakest of the Four Prison Masters!

The Asura Prison Master swiftly stabilized Abi’s Primordial Spirit, muttering grimly, "Is there even a question? Of course, this old schemer was hiding his strength!"

Xiao Yi spoke icily, "Jialuo Prison Master, at this point, is there any reason to keep pretending?"

"Haha, you’re not wrong. There’s no need to hide anymore!"

The Jialuo Prison Master shrugged casually.

He lightly cracked his neck, advancing step by step forward.

With each step, his posture grew straighter and more imposing.

The aura surrounding him grew intensely oppressive.

It was as if he were shedding a thick, ancient facade to reveal his true form after countless years of concealment.

Step fifty along the Grand Path.

Step sixty.

Step seventy...

With every step, the Jialuo Prison Master’s aura grew more rampant, more robust. When he stopped a hundred meters in front of Xiao Yi and the rest, the stooped and aged figure was gone.

In his place stood a vibrant young man with a straightened posture and a glowing, ruddy complexion.

The Buddha Beads in his hand transformed into a string of blood-drenched beads.

He lightly looped them around his wrist.

His sharp, hawk-like eyes gleamed as the Qi-Blood surging around him emanated a sense of majesty, as though he were the core of this entire world.

Until this moment...

Xiao Yi finally grasped the Jialuo Prison Master’s true cultivation—ninety-nine steps along the Grand Path!

This was someone a mere step away from the Saintly Sovereign Realm!

"Such... such terrifying power..."

"Could... could the Jialuo Prison Master already be in the Saintly Sovereign Realm?"

"No, he hasn’t yet reached the Saintly Sovereign Realm. But he’s close—far too close. I’m no match for him... Hahaha, the true fool is me, isn’t it? To think I regarded myself as the strongest within the Endless Ice Prison, only for the Jialuo Prison Master to string me along like a clown..." The Asura Prison Master clenched his fists tightly, trembling with rage.

Ten thousand years of feigned weakness.

Willingly branded the weakest Prison Master.

And now, in his moment of awakening, the world finally saw the truth—he was the strongest being in the Endless Ice Prison!

Ninety-nine steps along the Grand Path!

Just one step from the Saintly Sovereign Realm!

The Jialuo Prison Master.

This conniving manipulator, who had hidden in the shadows for millennia, now bared his fangs for all to see, savage and unrelenting...

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