The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1314 Xuanyuan King

Wang Xiaoya and Chu Feng’s group immediately guarded Long Fei, allowing him to focus on refining the Blood Demon.

They shouted, "Are you all going to listen to the lies of this Demon Chief? If you serve the Demon Race, it will surely lead to your death!"

"Stop now! Together, we can refine these Blood Spirits and safely leave here."

"Damn it! If you won’t listen to reason, we’ll have to start a massacre."

On top of the cauldron, more and more disciples from various sects jumped up.

Seeing no way to escape, they rushed to the top of it one after another.

A sea of blood surged in from all directions and flooded Flame Emperor Palace, extinguishing the flames on the ground with suffocating blood qi.

In no time, tens of thousands of cultivators surrounded the cauldron.

Among them were loose cultivators and members of renowned sects.

Each face was wrought with terror, as if witnessing half of the apocalypse unfold.

Over a thousand disciples couldn’t hold back anymore.

They charged at Wang Xiaoya’s group, raising the blades and magical treasures in their hands.

Chu Feng swept his spear, cursing loudly, "Idiots! Instead of fighting the Demon Race, you come to attack us—it’s utterly unforgivable!"

Starforce gleamed around him, and with one sweeping motion of his spear, he sent more than ten attackers flying.

Wang Jie wielded his Feather Sword and similarly struck out in all directions.

After consuming the Crimson Fruit, his bloodline now thrummed with greater power, and the golden wings on his body shone brighter than before.

Murong Chong had discovered a cushion, black and white in color, miraculously untouched by the blazing fire.

The cushion was imbued with Tai Chi Dao rhyme, perfectly complementing Murong Chong’s cultivation technique.

Having suffered the backlash from the killing intent of the Sword of Slaughter, he relied on the Tai Chi cultivation method to stabilize the turbulent energy within his body.

Now, seated atop the Tai Chi Cushion, he felt far more at ease than before.

Cultivating the Tai Chi technique was no longer as agonizing.

He swung his sword, sending the Tai Chi Totem swirling into the air. The killing intent of the Sword of Slaughter surged, sweeping through the crowd once again.

Wang Xiaoya protected Long Fei, summoning the Chaos Green Lotus overhead.

No one dared to touch her, and she refrained from acting unless provoked.

A chaotic scene unfolded; amidst the turmoil, the voice of the Blood Demon echoed, attempting to sow discord, "I am Xuanyuan King! During the Ancient Era, I ruled with an iron fist, striking fear into the Human Emperor. On your path of cultivation, call my name, and you shall attain immortality. Kill these people, and you will become my loyal servants. When I ascend, you will share with me the blessings of eternal life."

He initially had no intention of revealing his name to these juniors. However, he hadn’t anticipated that a strand of his Divine Sense would be absorbed by Long Fei.

This strand of Divine Sense was the result of him gathering all his strength to escape from the Pill Furnace. freēnovelkiss.com

The Twelve Witch Gods Great Formation was designed explicitly to devour vicious energy.

Once activated, Xuanyuan King’s Divine Sense was shattered into pieces, consumed entirely by the Twelve Witch God Flags.

Left with no alternative, Xuanyuan King gathered his strength inside the alchemy cauldron and shot out a single drop of blood from the vent.

The drop of blood carried his Divine Sense.

Born amidst blood, his Divine Sense was infinite—he could survive with just a single drop.

This time, he acted more shrewdly, concealing his Divine Sense and transforming into blood light, forcing his way into the body of a cultivator.

Among the group, many cultivators who knew ancient secrets were shocked upon hearing Xuanyuan King’s name.

Someone cried out, "This Demon Chief is rumored to be one of the Ancient Ten Great Demon Heads—how is he still alive?"

"It’s over. None of us are leaving alive today."

"Back then, Xuanyuan King made heaven and earth tremble—how can we stand against him?"

"The Blood Spirits down the mountain must have been summoned by him."

"..."

The crowd broke into heated discussions; some even began to attack Chu Feng’s group, hoping to pledge allegiance to the Demon Race as a way to survive.

Long Fei withdrew the Twelve Witch God Flags, roaring at the cultivators who surged forward to kill him, "Stop letting that Demon King deceive you! If we all work together, we can undoubtedly repel these Blood Spirits and leave safely. If we keep fighting among ourselves, none of us will make it out alive. Look—the Blood Spirits are already retreating!"

Seeing him speak, the cultivators, intimidated by his reputation for slaughter, quickly backed off.

Scanning their surroundings, they indeed found the Blood Spirits retreating.

Without Xuanyuan King’s spells, the Blood Spirits were nothing more than rootless trees, receding like tidewater down the mountain.

Xuanyuan King deliberately exclaimed, "Ha! Easy for you to say. Do you think Xuanyuan King is so easily defeated? If we let you escape now, wouldn’t we be left here to die?"

"You Demon Chief! You’ve killed countless—why should we believe you?"

"Don’t fall for his lies. Kill him, and we can survive."

"Even if he’s strong, he’s nowhere near as powerful as Xuanyuan King. Kill him, and we’ll live!"

"..."

Xuanyuan King’s Divine Sense spoke aloud, letting out a long cry, "If you don’t kill this boy today, none of you will leave alive. Even if you escape down the mountain, the Blood Sea will still block your way."

Terrified by his words, a group of cultivators picked up their long blades and charged at Long Fei again.

At the critical moment, Long Fei summoned five Divine Beast Dharma Laksanas overhead and stomped his right foot heavily against the Pill Furnace.

With a deafening clang, the alchemy cauldron’s lid shook violently.

A tremendous force crushed downward, pushing the cauldron, which had been buoyed by the heat rising from below, deeper into the volcano.

"Damn it, this kid has gone insane!"

Xuanyuan King nearly shouted out loud.

His escape depended on the Pill Furnace being removed from the volcano’s blazing heat, which allowed its temperature to drop slightly.

Now that the furnace was sinking back down, his Divine Sense would be surrounded by fire, making it nearly impossible for him to escape again—even by releasing a single drop.

The crowd panicked, unwilling to remain on the furnace and be roasted alive by the flames below.

They frantically began flying on their swords to the outskirts of Flame Emperor Palace.

The retreating Blood Tide no longer posed a threat to them.

Xuanyuan King gritted his teeth in anger but knew a strand of Divine Sense was no match for Long Fei.

He blended into the crowd and escaped, planning to wait until the furnace resurfaced. Then, he intended to summon the Blood Spirits once more to strengthen his soul and fully open the cauldron, releasing his myriad Primordial Spirits.

When the time came, he would sweep across the Human Realm.

Long Fei and his group, however, followed the sinking cauldron downward, engulfed by the rolling waves of heat.

Wang Xiaoya immediately used the Ice Soul Gourd to shield everyone, summoning white mist to envelop them entirely.

The cauldron descended over a thousand meters, seemingly reaching the heart of the mountain.

With a dull thud, it finally stopped sinking further.

Sitting atop the cauldron, everyone’s hearts leaped in their chests, fearing they would plummet straight into the fiery abyss.

To their astonishment, the cauldron’s descent had instead sealed the volcanic fire below.

The surrounding flames vanished, though the unbearable heat remained, capable of melting steel.

Amid their astonishment, they gazed around. By the light of the dying embers, they could faintly make out intricate carvings and murals along the walls, with three large characters at the center: "Alchemy Room!"

The group exchanged wide-eyed looks, never expecting such a location to exist within the volcano.

This place was like a roasting furnace used for cooking ducks, with the cauldron positioned directly over the fire’s source.

Even though the flames had disappeared, the rising heat could still dry someone to death with ease.

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