Chapter 346
by fanqienovelChapter 346: Blood Killing Domain, Death is Not the End!
“……”
The black fierce tiger’s voice trembled with wariness, even fear, shocking the Demon Race. The Golden-Winged Tiger stopped resting and snapped its gaze toward him.
“Are you serious?”
“This is no joke. Mu Lin demands our utmost caution!”
As the black fierce tiger spoke, it remembered how their combined efforts had failed against Crimson Child’s Lair—yet Mu Lin crushed him effortlessly.
During Mu Lin’s battle with the Crimson Child, the black fierce tiger had lingered nearby. It saw how the Crimson Child’s immortality paled against Mu Lin’s own unyielding resilience. Mu Lin outlasted and obliterated him through sheer endurance.
What chilled the black fierce tiger most was Mu Lin’s progress: he’d only cultivated for six months, barely completing Refining the Evil. Yet even then, he’d achieved such horrors. Now, after more time, his power must have grown unimaginably.
“That monster isn’t human!”
The black fierce tiger’s dread was palpable. No one mocked its fear. Known for boldness against humans—even entering the Grave Lord’s secret realm in disdain—its sudden caution proved Mu Lin’s terrifying strength.
The Demon Race grew solemn. Among them, Tu Su, the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, bitterly regretted the Qingqiu Fox Tribe’s past choice.
‘We should’ve wed Third Sister to him…’
……
Though the black fierce tiger’s account gave the Demon Race some grasp of Mu Lin’s power, skepticism lingered. Words held less weight than sight. Without witnessing it themselves, true fear eluded them. Even less did foreign races fear Mu Lin—until they saw.
The black sword’s Sword Intent thrived on death. Sacrificing his life, its wielder unleashed forbidden power beyond imagination.
Blood Cherry, backed by the Crimson Holy Grail, still couldn’t purge the death essence. Her wounds festered, spreading relentlessly. Cutting away infected flesh did nothing—the Breath of Death clung to her True Spirit, renewing its grip.
Inescapable. Eternal. This was forbidden power’s curse, why southern aristocrats trembled. Northern aristocrats suffered too… The black sword’s final strike wasn’t mere courage—it was despair. Tormented by death’s essence, he sought destruction.
His dying smile? Pure relief.
Tormented by the essence of death, Blood Cherry’s face paled as her vitality kept weakening.
Seeing this, neither the northern aristocrats nor foreign tribes believed she could keep fighting. The Ge family shouted her name, telling her to leave the arena for treatment.
Just as hope faded, an unfamiliar aura suddenly surrounded Blood Cherry. Her presence shifted from that of a fierce warrior to a regal, god-like authority.
"Is that… Mu Lin’s aura?"
Though Blood Cherry’s appearance remained unchanged, seasoned cultivators sensed others through spiritual essence, not looks. The altered vitality clearly showed someone else had taken over her body.
Given Blood Cherry’s connection to Mu Lin, everyone immediately understood he’d arrived. They also guessed his purpose:
"To save her? Impossible. Forbidden power can’t be removed so easily."
Forbidden power, being higher-dimensional radiation, couldn’t be handled by a mere combining Essence and Evil realm cultivator like Mu Lin—or so they thought.
Then came a murmured, "Interesting power… and it resonates with me."
The forbidden energy around Blood Cherry didn’t fade—it was being moved elsewhere.
True Spirit Domain Chart.
Using a divine seat as a vessel, Mu Lin transferred the essence of death into the chart. Merely containing it didn’t mean control—he still needed refinement.
Complete mastery was beyond Mu Lin’s current abilities. Yet he remained unfazed. Partial control sufficed, and his chart contained other formidable energies—Burial Power, Chaos Origin Essence, black river water—that could counterbalance the death essence.
Poison against poison.
Moreover, Mu Lin’s immense reserves made this speck of death energy trivial. What had threatened Blood Cherry’s life was less than a fingernail’s worth of damage to him.
As his aura flashed briefly, Blood Cherry’s wounds vanished.
Mu Lin treated this casually, but the onlookers stared in stunned silence.
“Did the forbidden power really vanish?”
“How’s this possible?”
“Even Transformation mages can’t heal wounds caused by forbidden power—how could he…?”
Some gasped in shock while the northern aristocrats watched with shining eyes.
“Wait—if Mu Lin cured Blood Cherry’s injuries, could he remove the corruption from my body too?”
This thought stirred fierce longing in many northern aristocrats.
True, some saw their forbidden power as a tool or hidden weapon.
But far more had been worn down by endless suffering, desperate to purge the curse.
Previously helpless, they now glimpsed hope in Mu Lin’s arrival.
Thus, many northern aristocrats contemplated pledging themselves to him.
Qing sensed this restlessness in his ranks. Coughing lightly, he interjected, “Don’t delude yourselves. Mu Lin can’t purge your corruption… Blood Cherry was only lightly tainted—her first exposure, the poison not yet rooted in her True Spirit or soul. That’s why salvation was possible. Haven’t we seen mild cases cleansed before?”
“But after decades fused with forbidden power, we’re inseparable from it. Not even a divine master could purge us now—let alone Mu Lin.”
Some calmed at this logic, but others clung to hope.
“Even if he can’t remove it, he might suppress the corruption temporarily.”
Qing didn’t argue. “Perhaps. But such aid isn’t free.”
“What could you offer him? More importantly, I observed him transferring corruption through his bond with Blood Cherry.”
“To receive help, you’d need to bind yourselves to him completely.”
“Even ignoring your pride, consider this—Mu Lin only recruits beauties like Chu Lingluo, Yan Yunyu, and Blood Cherry. Are you… qualified?”
“…”
His final words silenced the crowd.
For the first time, northern nobles shared southerners’ regret—why weren’t they born women?
(Mu Lin would later denounce this as baseless slander.)
Had Mu Lin been present, he’d have noted Qing’s keen perception—likely enhanced by observation-related forbidden power.
Qing’s analysis held truth. Transferring corruption strained Mu Lin’s True Spirit Domain Chart. While minor amounts posed no issue, excess would pollute the sacred diagram. Moreover, the process required binding targets to the chart’s divine seats, merging their essence to trick the forbidden power’s logic.
……
Qing’s words cooled the northerners’ enthusiasm.
Meanwhile, Blood Cherry regained full strength.
As combat resumed, the northern faction’s other leader—hulking Tie Ta—studied the Dragon-blooded warrior’s imposing figure and recalled her earlier dominance. He broke the silence first.
“Who will defeat her?”
After exchanging glances, a boy with lava-like cracks on his face stepped forward slowly.
“I’ll go. I’d fight with everything I have to take her down. But you know my body’s condition. After this battle, I’ll likely die. The next Mu Lin will be your responsibility. And… please look after my family.”
“…Don’t worry, Su Xiong. We’ll defeat him. Your family will be cared for.”
“Thank you.”
“No… we should thank you…”
…
“Boom!”
After the conversation ended, Su Xiong, his body covered in molten cracks, leaped onto the fighting platform.
“Rumble!”
As he stirred his magical energy, the cracks across his body multiplied and deepened. The dense web of fissures made him resemble fragile porcelain, ready to crumble at a touch.
Though weakened, he seemed even more threatening.
With the spreading cracks, scorching heat erupted from him, sweeping outward.
“Crack—!”
Under the blistering aura, the ground split open, molten lava bubbling to the surface. The environment transformed in an instant—such overwhelming power made Blood Cherry narrow her eyes.
Yet caution didn’t mean fear. Having shared part of Mu Lin’s authority, her strength had grown immensely.
“You’re powerful. To honor that, I’ll fight seriously too!”
Gripping the hilt of the Slaughtering Blade, she pointed its edge downward and chanted the release incantation:
“Blood Cherry—unleash the Blood Killing Domain!”
“Boom!!”
As the domain activated, a forty-meter-long Giant Blade materialized behind her. The colossal weapon exuded a distinct killing intent, dyeing the sky crimson.
But the Blood Killing Domain’s power didn’t stop there.
“Rise, my legion!”
Drip… drip… drip…
Blood cascaded from the Giant Blade, pooling into a lake. From its depths, terrifying demonic creatures clawed their way out.
Hiss… Roar…
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Alongside the monsters, Three-headed, Six-armed Asuras and blood-soaked cavalry astride crimson steeds emerged from the blood pool. Soon, Blood Cherry stood encircled by her grotesque army—a queen cloaked in crimson majesty.
The spectacle horrified the crowd, but what followed next froze their blood.
After fully deploying the Blood Killing Domain, a slightly smaller blood sword materialized beside the Giant Blade behind Blood Cherry. Its shape struck some as familiar.
Before anyone could react, the blood sword rippled. A figure clad in shattered armor, gripping a long sword, materialized from its glow. The projection’s eyes held no life—only ruthless killing intent. Its appearance plunged the battlefield into silence.
No one could blame their shock. The summoned figure was unmistakable:
—The black sword, who had just been killed by Blood Cherry, now resurrected to fight for her.