651 The Will of the Eight Vicious Seals!
That day, the secret realm shook.
The intense vibrations interrupted Qin Huai’s deep meditation. The bright sky darkened, and the vibrant spiritual energy began to fade. Even the glow from the spirit stone mine under him dwindled.
“The mystic realm is closing,” Qin Huai realized. He felt the realm’s oppressive power ebbing away. If he didn’t leave before it shut completely, he risked being trapped for centuries.
Not wasting time, he commanded the king corpse to fly out immediately. He had already methodically sent the three thousand blood beasts out, utilizing the blood sea’s surveillance to remain undetected.
However, mid-flight, Qin Huai stopped. The horizon turned a stark red, and a fire mountain descended from the skies.
“Die for my clansmen!” shouted the grand elder, his voice echoing. This was his chance for revenge. As the secret realm’s restrictions weakened, the time was ripe for confrontation.
Before Qin Huai could react, invisible chains appeared, binding him. Surrounding him were elders from different clans, including the Qilin and white tiger clans. In total, six top visceral prefecture realm experts stood there, along with the phoenix clan’s great elder, a near-king realm expert.
Qin Huai hadn’t anticipated this coalition. “You think you can defeat me with this group?” His energy surged, activating the Heaven’s Wrath Blood Pillar.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Yet, the clan elders didn’t engage him directly. Instead, they encircled him, limiting his mobility.
“Planning to trap me here?” Qin Huai questioned.
The black tortoise clan’s elder gave a cold snort in silent affirmation. This tactic was below their dignity, given their lofty reputations. But they knew the dangers of letting Qin Huai escape.
Although they were at the peak of the visceral prefecture realm, these elders doubted if they could defeat Qin Huai, even with their combined strength. Their primary aim wasn’t to win but to trap him in the secret realm.
Qin Huai brushed off the flames on him. Instead of scorching his skin, these flames sapped his energy. The black tortoise and Qilin clans primarily focused on binding him.
Meanwhile, the king corpse was left battling an elder dressed in a white tiger skin coat, looking powerful. Even though the elder would likely lose, his role was to buy time.
“You want to throw away your thousand years of cultivation just like this?” Qin Huai asked.
“If it ensures the continuation of our race, death is trivial,” an elder from the white tiger clan shouted back.
Respecting their dedication, Qin Huai murmured, “How noble.”
Suddenly, a powerful gust mixed with the roars of numerous beasts blew. The restraints on Qin Huai started breaking and shadows began to envelop the elders.
“Ding! Your domain [Five Ferocious War Domain] has completed its advancement.”
“Now it’s the [Eight Vicious War Domain]!”
An internal notification informed him that his domain power had advanced. His mind was flooded with the description of the Eight Vicious War Domain, emphasizing the strength of eight mythical beasts: azure dragon, white tiger, phoenix, black tortoise, nine supremes, Qiongqi, Kun Peng, and Qilin.
Harnessing this newfound power, Qin Huai effortlessly broke free, standing atop the images of the eight creatures, looking dominantly at the trembling elders.
“Why is my blood shaking!” an elder exclaimed.
“It’s the ancestral blood! The power we’ve always sought!” another elder recognized.
Yet, the revelation was too late. The white tiger elder tried escaping. Qin Huai merely raised his hand, unleashing the white tiger seal. The fierce attack instantly overtook and struck down the fleeing elder.
“Is that a domain?” the phoenix clan’s grand elder exclaimed in shock. “Have you become a king?”
“No, he hasn’t reached the king realm!” another voiced.
Qin Huai didn’t reply. He aimed another attack at the phoenix clan’s grand elder with the phoenix seal.
As the emblem took effect, the elder’s energy waned rapidly, reminding one of a younger person cowering before an elder. The surprise from the attack made him spit blood, his energy fading rapidly.
The other elders fared no better. Defenseless against Qin Huai’s palm strikes, he dominated all seven of them single-handedly. The tables turned instantly.
“We risked everything,” the phoenix elder shouted. “You can’t escape before the mystic realm shuts!” Dark flames engulfed him, warping the space around and making him appear younger.
The other elders seemed defeated, their only hope being to distract Qin Huai.
“True elders,” Qin Huai acknowledged, but he was not done. “Enough of this test.”
He soared away, dismissing the seven elders. But as they lunged at him, blood-red slashes emerged from their bodies, catching the injured ones off-guard. Their vital spots were struck.
“Never underestimate the phoenix clan!” The phoenix elder screeched, spreading his massive flaming wings in pursuit. But a mere glance from Qin Huai released dozens of blood-red slashes that sliced him to pieces.
With his two domain powers, Qin Huai effortlessly overpowered the era’s top experts. The experience orbs on the ground merged into his internal world, forming a reservoir of energy.
Leaving behind Pingwang’s secret realm, he watched as it faded from view, replaced by an ordinary forested mountain.
“Eight Vicious War Domain… Crafted by the Sacred Heart Sect Master for the eight royal clans,” Qin Huai pondered aloud. He speculated the Beast King’s strength, suggesting it might even challenge multiple royal clansmen at once. “His aim was probably the entire Great You.”
After some time, he mused, “My spiritual palace fusion has already reached 100%, but I still haven’t taken the final step into the king realm. What am I missing?”
Still, his next step was clear. He’d claim the last batch of spirit stones mined by the royal clans to enhance Qingzhou’s combat strength. Determinedly, Qin Huai charged forth.