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The death of the old friend whom Han Wu had tricked into a duel and then ambushed was a thorn in Blood God’s heart. In his mind, the priority of avenging his old friend and exterminating the entire Han Wu’s lineage was even higher than seeking revenge on the Dragon King.

Now that a descendant of Han Wu had entered the Minor Spiritual Realm, he wanted to extract some kind of repayment for his old friend. The Human Race prided themselves on being able to deceive others, didn’t they? He wanted to weave a lie that would let this person taste the pain his old friend had endured. In the Demon King’s view, Blood God’s plan was full of flaws. How could the crafty Human Race be tricked by the Demon Race? If the human was a coward, he wouldn’t dare to approach the underground palace, let alone stay for a month.

But since his old friend had suggested it, it wouldn’t hurt to try. The Phantom of the Demon King disappeared into the blood pool and returned to the Realm Heart. He needed to find Tang Luo’s current location.

In the southeast of the Minor Spiritual Realm, over a dozen Blood Slaves were chasing after Tang Fengran and Tang Zhen. The Blood Slaves, enraged from being killed multiple times, were flapping their wings and emitting eerie cries. Their fury made the two girls afraid to look back.

It is said that life-and-death battles were the best way to hone one’s combat skills, and Tang Zhen finally believed it. Before, even after practicing the Martial Finger Technique thousands of times, she couldn’t break through the Three-Finger realm. Now, after only a few uses, her right hand can successfully execute the Five-Finger Fusion.

If she could return to the training field for a little competition, she would already be considered the second strongest in the Mortal Realm. The strongest was Tang Fengran, the plump girl sprinting alongside her who could execute a perfect Martial Twin Dragons technique. Even some Transcendent warriors were no match for her now.

Thanks to the Martial Finger technique, the Blood Slaves chasing them were no longer so overwhelming. This gave Tang Zhen hope of escaping.

But Tang Fengran wasn’t as optimistic as Tang Zhen, because she understood that there was a limit to the physical capabilities of the human body. Perhaps their current performance was adequate due to the short duration so far, but the true test would come with continued sprinting and unleashing of Spirit Arts for the last several miles.

What made her uneasy were the puppet traps they still hadn’t seen. If those traps were near the Spirit Realm Gate, it would truly spell the end of any hope of escaping.

As the Blood Slaves rapidly approached, Tang Fengran cast out her thoughts and gave Tang Zhen a significant look. They turned about almost at the same time to face the dozen red figures plummeting from the sky.

Three robust tornadoes swept towards the sky. The dozen or more Blood Slaves were swallowed by the white power before they could resist. As Tang Zhen and Tang Fengran increasingly coordinated with each other, they could release their power simultaneously, covering all the Blood Slaves with the Martial Finger technique.

The pair who had just used their Spirit Art didn’t look back after their attack. They turned and bolted, but they hadn’t taken more than a few steps before they heard a voice above them, “This is why you should’ve heeded the Secret Arts Pavilion’s advice to practice a few different attribute Spirit Arts when you had the chance. Now you’re being chased by Blood Slaves with no way out.” The two girls instinctively looked up at the sound of the voice and saw a tall, strong figure land. Was this a strong member of the Fierce Realm from their family coming to help?

Tang Zhen’s face lit up with anticipation, wanting to run towards Tang Luo, but Tang Fengran gripped her shoulder and rapidly dragged her backward. Due to her trust in Tang Fengran, she did not resist.

But when she turned her head to look back, she saw Tang Fengran’s defensive stance and wary expression.

“Fengran, what are you doing?” asked Tang Zhen, confused. Wasn’t the arrival of reinforcements in the Minor Spiritual Realm a great thing?

Hearing her sister’s question, Tang Fengran barked without turning her head, “When has Luo Zong ever been that tall and robust?”

At the moment the shadow landed, Tang Fengran had already seen the person’s face. It was indeed Tang Luo, but there had been a significant change in his physique.

They’d only been in the Minor Spiritual Realm for just over a month, and even if Luo had been training day and night, he would not have achieved such a physique, let alone grown so much taller. She clearly remembered that before they entered the Minor Spiritual Realm, Luo’s height was even less than hers. Furthermore, the person came from the sky, and it was known only those of the Mortal Realm could enter the Minor Spiritual Realm and they had no ability to fly. All these suspicious aspects made her convinced that the person in front of her was not reinforcement from their family, but a new enemy in the Minor Spiritual Realm.

Tang Fengran’s eyebrows furrowed, and her face was filled with caution. After just unleashing the Martial Finger technique, both girls had greatly diminished their combat power. Now, only Tang Zhen could deploy a simple version of the Martial Finger technique with her left hand. If Tang Zhen had rushed over without any defense just now, they would’ve been done for.

Grasping her shoulder, Tang Zhen turned her shocked face and finally got a clear look at Tang Luo. After scanning his physique, she displayed an alarmed expression. She prepared her left-handed Martial Finger but held it back, not having utilized it since they were still out of range for the Martial Finger’s maximum effectiveness. Moreover, she didn’t know the invader’s level of strength.

Looking at Tang Fengran and Tang Zhen’s wary poses, Tang Luo’s face showed approval, “Good vigilance!”

If they hadn’t found his transformation strange and rushed over, it would have been disappointing. While Tang Zhen was still not sharp enough, Tang Fengran was exceptional.

Combining this with their performance minutes ago when they used the Martial Finger to wipe out a dozen Blood Slaves, Tang Luo was thoroughly satisfied. Although Tang Ya’s death was a shame, seeing the growth of his two sisters gave him a sense of compensation.

No need to be on guard, I am Tang Luo. I’m here in the Minor Spiritual Realm to support you,” Tang Luo said casually. But looking at his sisters’ expressions, it was clear they didn’t believe him.

Well, he’d prove it with facts. Tang Luo flexed his legs and his robust body disappeared from the spot, leaving only an afterimage.

Seeing Tang Luo suddenly disappear, Tang Fengran pushed Tang Zhen away while she herself rolled to the other side. To her, this was undoubtedly a precursor to the enemy’s attack.

However, the opponent’s swift-moving technique made her understand that their chances of surviving today were slim.

“Thud.”

“Thud.”

The simultaneous sounds of thudding noises caused both girls to cover their heads. The intense pain caused Tang Zhen to lose control of her Martial Finger, and the Lin Attack forces scattered from her fingers and whirled around.

Tang Luo’s figure appeared in front of the ten or so head-sized drops of blood essence behind the two girls who were still holding their heads. With his back to the two girls, he said indifferently, “If I were the enemy, you would already be dead.”

The two girls, tears in their eyes, turned their heads and saw Tang Luo’s tall figure. Their face showed signs of relief, but if they could see his face right now, they would’ve seen how awkward Tang Luo looked.

He had forgotten how threatening his body had become, capable of crushing stone men, to two Mortal Realm warriors. Both girls were holding their heads in pain and tears streamed down their faces. It was easy to imagine how much force had been exerted. If he hadn’t just wanted to tap them lightly, their heads might have been smashed.

“Ahem!” Tang Luo, feeling awkward, coughed and changed the subject, “The blood essence that falls from the Blood Slaves once they’re crushed, can hardly be killed with common spiritual power or physical attack, unless you surpass a major boundary..”