Recalling the past, everyone drew a sharp breath.

Cultivators have extraordinary eye power, but the previous changes were too shocking and sudden. By the time they regained their senses, Master Hao Yuan was already on the ground, and Su Li appeared like an Evil God descending to the world. Subconsciously, everyone ignored this detail, thinking that Su Li had suddenly fallen into the demon or had other reasons for slaughtering his Daoist couple.

Until now, when Su Li pointed it out, everyone could no longer avoid it.

Killing his wife to prove the Dao, the thought itself was chilling.

If this was the reason, thinking of Master Hao Yuan’s deep and unwavering affection... the truth was right before their eyes, cruel and terrifying beyond bearing.

Many female cultivators turned pale and looked as though they might collapse. They gazed with complex emotions at Master Hao Yuan, who was slumped on the ground.

Reflecting on themselves, if they were in Su Li’s position now, they would likely be doomed, dying with broken souls.

Just hearing of Master Hao Yuan’s deep affection from others was enough to drown them in it, let alone facing the illusive death trap he had plotted for over thirty years.

No woman could escape the web of feelings woven with love as a thread and passion as a needle.

Seeing the swift shift in the thoughts of other sects, the Sect Leader sensed trouble and intervened to stop Su Li from speaking further, to prevent greater damage to the Sword Sect’s reputation.

"Even if so, since you foresaw this, why didn’t you inform us in advance, so we could punish him? You concealed your cultivation and injured Master Hao Yuan with deception, what more schemes do you have? If you don’t explain yourself today, our Sword Sect will never let you leave." The Sect Leader shifted the topic with righteous indignation, blurring the previous focus and emphasizing Su Li’s sinister intentions.

The cultivation revealed on her was both daunting and alarming.

Indeed, as soon as the Sect Leader spoke, the gaze on Master Hao Yuan from each sect shifted.

Everyone was led by the nose by the Sect Leader, standing tense as if facing a formidable enemy against Su Li. Weapons appeared one by one in their hands.

Truly, the cunning Sect Leader played his hand skillfully.

Seizing the opportunity, the Sect Leader lashed out a whip, intending to pull Master Hao Yuan towards him.

But if one talks about playing with whips, Su Li is the ancestor.

The whip hadn’t reached, when Su Li stepped on it. Just as the Sect Leader thought his ambush had failed and attempted to retreat, the restrictive power on the whip disappeared.

When the whip finally brought Master Hao Yuan back, the Sect Leader still felt unreal.

He realized that just a moment ago, if Su Li had intended, he wouldn’t have brought Master Hao Yuan back.

Master Hao Yuan slightly opened his phoenix eyes, his chest slowly rising and falling indicated he still had a breath left.

Noticing the change in aura beside him, Haojun God suddenly opened his eyes, shooting out a fierce light, and hoarsely asked, "What do you intend to do?"

He absolutely didn’t believe Su Li would let him go so easily.

Both of them had restored their suppressed memories, naturally becoming life-and-death enemies.

Moreover, Su Li bore no love for him. At the thought of this, his heart ached sourly, more unbearably than any severe wound.

The Sect Leader and the nearby True Monarchs were suddenly captured by the rising momentum of Master Hao Yuan, with an urge to kneel and worship in fear.

"Guess, you’ll know later."

Finishing, Su Li flicked the tip of his sword, and a blood pearl the size of a soybean on the stone platform was flicked like a small projectile towards a certain direction.

"This realm cannot achieve Ascension because this realm is not the true world and has no Heavenly Dao, with chaotic rules."

As soon as Su Li spoke, Haojun God had a foreboding feeling.

He used all his strength to shout, "Shut up."

It was the first time everyone had heard such a statement, momentarily in disbelief.

If the sky they lived under wasn’t the real world, then did they... really exist?

If so, their efforts in cultivation to prove the great Dao for immortality would be a joke.

They didn’t want to believe, but their hearts had already told them... perhaps it was all true.

Many began to fall into self-doubt, self-loathing, and self-destruction.

The Chaotic mist corroded their minds, with no end in sight. When they were completely lost, it would be self-destruction.

A crisp female voice, like a thread of dim light in the mist, though carrying endless coldness, even malice, guided them in the darkness.

Su Li: "Divine Essence Blood fused within can break the prison that binds you, achieving the Dao."

The blood pearl Su Li flicked out happened to hit the forehead of a lucky person, being quickly absorbed.

Even before the lucky one could react, immense pain as if from bodily reformation ensued, with skin and muscles festering and decaying. Quickly, new flesh and muscle textures grew in their place.

The entire process was short, completing a world-altering transformation in an instant.

Enduring the pain with clenched teeth, a series of bamboo-knocking sounds rumbled from the lucky person’s body, with each sound escalating their cultivation by a stage.

Originally at the mid-Golden Core Stage, they rapidly progressed to Nascent Soul Stage, Divinity Transformation Stage, Mahayana Realm... nearly reaching Ascension.

"Is this the power of Divine Blood?"

Su Li smiled mischievously, stepping back a few steps to reveal the small pool of blood on the stone platform to everyone.

Aside from a few, most present were enticed by the Divine Blood, rushing to snatch it all away.

But that small pool of blood was not enough to meet the demand of so many. Many didn’t manage to obtain any.

Those people, like wolves and tigers, ripped apart their masks of civility, baring their fangs toward Haojun God.

What of a Divine Monarch, just offer enough benefits, even if standing before them was a Holy Lord or sage, they would dare to be greedy.

History tends to repeat itself.

The destruction of the Ancient Su Family was by the hands of those rabble not even considered by the Su Clan.

With sufficient benefits, the Judgement Divine Whip and justice could all be destroyed.

Just like now... greedy eyes with green glimmers stared at Master Hao Yuan on the ground. Even disciples of the Sword Sect could hardly restrain themselves.

The Sect Leader’s eyes flashed with intense struggle.

"Sect Leader, he’s not the true Master Hao Yuan but a God... if he survives, it will be the day this realm is doomed." Tanmu True Monarch’s cold and sinister words shattered the Sect Leader’s last hesitation.

It was precisely what he feared.

He couldn’t help but look at Su Li, if Master Hao Yuan was a descended God, then she... was she also a God?

"Dare you." Haojun God coldly said, "Insidious and venomous."

The most venomous woman’s heart, the ancients did not deceive me.

Unknown what Su Li did, but the godly power within Haojun God drained entirely, leaving him as weak as a severely injured mortal.

Tanmu True Monarch glanced at Su Li, then tentatively stabbed his sword into Haojun God, carving out a palm-sized piece of flesh.