"Yao Chen, look at how your entire clan is being slaughtered?!" "Is this the strength of the clan feared by the four great powers? Turns out, you are nothing special!" One by one, the events of how the three clans ambushed the Yao Clan flashed through his dream. Even the memory of Xiao Ling's cunning smile, and especially Bai Long's betrayal, was vividly etched into his mind for the rest of his life. "The Yao Clan has been destroyed... and you have become trash?" Xiao Ling's voice echoed inside his mind. "NO?!" Yao Chen jolted awake from his nightmare. But as he looked around, to his surprise, he was still alive. He could even feel a reasonably comfortable bed beneath him. "Where am I?" he murmured. Suddenly, a man opened the door. The man sneered and began to speak. "You're awake? Good. Now, get out of here... and make sure the young mistress never sees you again... How could the young mistress ever be interested in a piece of trash like you?" The man narrowed his eyes. "Tra

"It has begun..." Yao Chen murmured, staring in the direction where Shi Yin was. "Forgive me..." Turning his body around, Yao Chen walked out of the Shi clan with bold, resolute steps. He cared about nothing. Until he reached the halfway point. "He-help me..." "Hahaha! This is what happens when you reject the young master's wishes?!" The Giant Demons had begun their slaughter. Without a shred of mercy, they started killing, absorbing the blood, and draining the life aura of every single member of the Shi clan. The sound of battle erupted. Yet, throughout his journey, Yao Chen's presence did not interest the demons at all. "Kill him..." "Tsk! Killing trash won't raise my cultivation... I'd better choose someone else to absorb!" Not a single one of the Giant Demons was interested. They passed by Yao Chen as if they didn't even see him. However... Thud! Yao Chen’s steps came to a halt. He looked down at a teenage girl, her body covered in blood, right in front of him. "Ma-m

"Y-YOU DARE KILL HER?!" A roaring fire of raw killing intent blazed in his eyes. The middle-aged man, sensing this, furrowed his brows. His own killing intent also surged violently out of his body. "You dared to kill my only son... so why shouldn't I be allowed to kill her?" his cold voice echoed. "You're nothing but a mere clone... yet you dare threaten me? Manifest your true body, and I shall slaughter you!" Yao Chen roared. The middle-aged man formed a thin smile. "Killing you is as easy as flipping my palm... There is no need for my main body to claim your wretched life." Wooooosh! A colossal, black-and-white giant palm emerged from a rift in the spatial dimension. A dense humming sound from the violent fluctuations of Qi energy rippled outward. Just as the palm was about to crush Yao Chen's body— Dozens of circular formation arrays materialized in front of Yao Chen, unleashing ancient sword symbols. "Continent Destroying Sword?!" he bellowed. Swoosh! Clang! BOOM! The s

Suddenly, a piercing pain stabbed through his entire skeletal structure, causing his blood to violently boil. "Pfft!" Swoosh! Yao Chen came to a swift realization—he had to immediately sever all the roots that were currently trying to siphon away his life energy essence. Forcing his pure, raw energy to erupt, he began to tear the roots away one by one. Yet, for every single root he ripped out, his body secreted more of his Ancient God Blood, causing it to deplete further. "If this continues... I only fear losing the remaining Ancient God Blood within my body. I will not just sit here and take this..." A brilliant golden beam shot from Yao Chen's eyes. Just a second after burning a small fraction of his Ancient God Blood essence, his body felt completely flooded with rich Qi energy. "SHATTER!" BOOM! CRACK! CRACK! Every single root binding his body shattered into pieces. Yao Chen immediately surged toward the surface of the lake, his gaze locking onto a specific direction. "T

Yao Chen heard the roar of the Blood King Demon General. However, he was no fool; even with only his Divine Soul remaining, if that entity were to attack him directly, he would undoubtedly perish. "A lucky escape... Although I am wounded again, this is far better than forcing a confrontation..." Yao Chen watched as several other cultivators arrived, heading deeper into the forest. He had no desire to invite further trouble. He promptly departed the Blood Rain Forest, his mind heavy with thoughts of the Blood King Demon General. Fortunately, the entity was sealed by someone, and it was unlikely he could give chase directly, unless he sent forth those who worshipped him. The secret of the Blood Rain Forest was now in his hands, yet his heart remained unsettled, constantly turning over the steps he needed to take to grow stronger. Before he knew it, his journey brought him to Nan Be City. Yao Chen descended and observed the bustling activities of the townspeople with a keen eye. His