Among the previous opponents of the Dark Demon Lord, three had already been torn apart and even devoured right on the tournament platform. If not for the Ancestral Court's belief that having such opponents would stimulate the progress of the young powerhouses from various races, they would have taken action against it long ago. However, before the clan of the Dark Demon Lord came to participate, they had received a guarantee from the Ancestral Court that they would be allowed to leave safely after the competition ended, which was why they agreed to compete.Big Cat had also killed two of its opponents. Therefore, today's duel to decide the qualifying spot was of particular interest. Whoever could defeat the other would secure the qualifying spot for their group. There used to be another competitor who made it this far, but due to severe injuries, they had already announced their withdrawal from the competition.
Big Cat and this Dark Demon Lord were both regarded as one of the most ferocious competitors in this year's competition. With two brutal forces clashing, who would triumph over the other?
On one side was a being filled with a dark aura; on the other, an overbearing white incandescent Vigorous Qi burst forth. Even before the fight had begun, the air was already charged with tension.
"The match begins!" With the referee's announcement, this crucial battle finally commenced.
The pupils in Big Cat's eyes suddenly narrowed, and in the next instant, it stomped the ground vigorously, releasing a deep roar. Its robust body shot forward like a cannonball, charging straight at its opponent.
The Dark Demon Lord's body erupted with a black, and even somewhat viscous, halo. Its figure suddenly surged forward, and a pair of sharp claws shot out from its fingertips like black lightning, with a string of inky afterimages, it too pounced toward Big Cat.
The two rapidly closed in on each other. Just as they were about to collide, the afterimages behind the Dark Demon Lord suddenly split apart, and along with its true body, turned into seven figures that surrounded Big Cat in an encirclement attack. Each figure appeared incredibly real, and in an instant, a flurry of claw shadows flickered. The viscous black streams also swept up, sealing off all of Big Cat's possible escape routes.
Without a doubt, being able to compete to this extent, this Dark Demon Lord's bloodline was definitely of the First level Bloodline Level. That energy, filled with a corrosive aura, was madly driving out other elemental energies in the air, as if making the entire world turn dark.
"Roar—" At that moment, a deafening roar sounded. Big Cat's body suddenly expanded, instantly transforming into a towering presence over five meters tall. Its strong body burst through its shirt, and a dazzling white incandescent Vigorous Qi suddenly erupted outward.
With its roar, the seven figures hesitated for a moment. The next moment, a brilliant light burst from Big Cat's eyes, and the Heavy Sword in its hand swept out horizontally. This momentary sweep was simple, without any fancy moves, but it was incredibly swift and carried an unmatched intense Vigorous Qi. With that lion-tiger roar, its momentum had reached its peak.
This was the experience in battle and control over oneself. Big Cat's bloodline power might not compare with that of top bloodlines like the Dragon Clan or Phoenix Clan, but when it came to applying one's own bloodline, it would not be inferior to any competitor.
Beyond its sheer strength was the experience of countless battles fought on the edge of life and death. Each of its battles could have been its last; nearly every bit of its combat experience was garnered on the brink of death. Thus, no matter what kind of opponent it faced, it could maintain absolute calm and knew exactly when to unleash its power most effectively.
This sword strike was without reservation; the resplendent power swept out with a ring of white incandescent Vigorous Qi.
The slightly hesitating black figures almost instantly disintegrated, but turned into viscous black streams that swept over the Lion Tiger Golden Gang, pressing inward as if they were about to directly adhere to it. S~eaʀᴄh the NôᴠeFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
But at that moment, the originally white Lion Tiger Golden Gang burst forth with platinum light. One-third of those sweeping black streams instantly vanished.
The black stream seemed to panic for a moment as it dissipated, only to recondense not far away, reforming the figure of the Dark Demon Lord.
In the next moment, the Heavy Sword in Big Cat's grasp was already lifted high, with a white-hot blaze falling from the sky like a ribbon towards its target.
The Dark Demon Lord's eyes flashed with crimson light as its figure shimmered backward, leaving a residual image that shattered amidst the sword's radiance while its form had already reassembled.
Big Cat's gaze sharpened; it had clearly locked onto its opponent, but what was struck was still only an afterimage. In other words, the opponent was actually able to forcibly break free from its lock.
"Devour? Interesting," the Dark Demon Lord's voice came out somewhat hoarse. Its eyes' crimson light pulsed. In the next instant, its entire black figure also turned dark red. Behind it, a circle of dark red halo expanded, transforming into something like a Bloody Moon, casting everything around into a dark red hue.
The instant Big Cat saw the dark red light, it felt its breathing turn rapid and its chest oppressive. Its intended follow-up attack unexpectedly paused.
Meanwhile, the Dark Demon Lord's figure had already merged into the Bloody Moon behind it. A cold and hoarse voice rose, "You are strong, worthy of my full effort. Now, let me show you the true power of the Blood Moon Lord, advanced from the Dark Demon Lord."
The pungent scent of blood abruptly surged, turning the entire arena's lights into a dark red hue in an instant. Countless miserable screams rose from all directions, and in that instant, Big Cat felt as if it saw innumerable souls rushing towards it from every side. Its eyes suddenly grew confused as the energy around its body became somewhat unstable.
Down below, watching the sky of blood enclosing Big Cat, Tang San couldn't help but frown slightly, his gaze turning cold.
"Brother, what kind of ability is this?" Pretty Girl's call of 'brother' had become more and more natural.
Tang San said gravely, "This is a very cruel and bloody ability, known as the Bloody Territory. The so-called Blood Moon Lord of the Dark Demon Lord originates from this. This ability requires a vast amount of slaughter, the continuous collection of fresh blood, and enduring the curses of these blood owners in a special way to form this domain ability. Without the numbers of thousands of massacres, it wouldn't be attained. Once caught within, one would be affected by the Bloody Curse, influencing one's will. The Dark Demon Lord who casts this domain, however, would stimulate itself through the curse, entering a more powerful state."
"There's such a cruel ability?" Pretty Girl shuddered cleverly, looking at the bloody hue above the stands and feeling the thick scent of blood, suddenly feeling a bit stifled.
Tang San raised his hand to block her view, "Don't look, and don't try to sense it. This Dark Demon Lord deserves to die. If this entire race cultivates in this manner, then they all deserve to die. They won't have a good end either. To cultivate this bloody domain, constant slaughter and devouring of fresh blood are required to continuously enhance its curse, creating potent power. But it also makes them susceptible to backlash. Because they defy the heavens, I reckon it will be extremely difficult for this race to ascend to godhood as they will face a terrifyingly powerful Heavenly Tribulation. However, if they truly manage to overcome the Tribulation, they won't become gods, but devils instead. The Ancestral Court allowing such a race to exist is also courting the emergence of a Great Devil. That would be an existence with the mission to destroy everything."
Pretty Girl asked, "Can Big Cat win?"
Tang San gently shook his head, his brow furrowing, "I don't know."
Here, he had no way to interfere with the match, as there were countless Demon Kings and Great Demon Kings among the spectators. Should he use his divine consciousness to disrupt the match and it was discovered, trouble would ensue. The Bloody Territory was difficult to cultivate, but its power was immense. Whether Big Cat could still win within this domain, that would all depend on itself.