Chapter 522: Chapter 521: Bloody Territory

At this moment, within the Bloody Territory, Big Cat's mind had already begun to fall into disarray. Countless ghastly screams seemed to make it see each opponent that had died under its sword. They had all transformed into vengeful ghosts rushing toward it, attempting to exact their revenge.Big Cat swung its Heavy Sword forcefully, bursts of intense sword light exploding outward in an effort to disperse these vengeful ghosts. Yet, the more it did so, the more it felt as if even more specters were converging on it. The surrounding scent of blood also became increasingly pungent.

"Bang!" Big Cat suddenly turned around, its Heavy Sword fiercely slashing into a pair of blood-red claws.

Its form staggered backward, as an immense power accompanied by an overwhelmingly pungent scent of blood eroded into its body.

"Pfft—" Five claw marks appeared on its back, as the opponent's claws savagely breached the defense of its Lion Tiger Golden Gang.

The power, filled with a corrosive aura and mixed with a strong scent of blood, drilled into its body, wreaking havoc, causing Big Cat to groan softly, the Lion Tiger Golden Gang around its body visibly disrupted.

The true terror of the Bloody Territory lay in its dual weakening effects on both the mind and body. And within this domain, the entirely blood-red Blood Moon Lord became increasingly formidable.

Licking the tips of its claws, "The sweet taste of fresh blood, I do enjoy your kind of scorching hot blood. Meld into my domain, become a part of it. This will certainly make my domain even stronger. It is your honor!"

Its voice was laced with evil! A dazzling sword light flashed instantly, clashing against blood-colored waves—the sword light unfurled into a blood glow, but the Blood Moon Lord's figure had already vanished into the void, leaving no trace.

Big Cat's eyes grew increasingly fierce, and the wails of the wronged souls in its ears became even more piercing.

Its chest heaved violently, and its brows were filled with struggle. Its spirit seemed on the verge of collapse at any moment.

But at that moment, it gripped its sword hilt with both hands, driving the Heavy Sword into the ground in reverse, tightly holding the hilt. The Lion Tiger Golden Gang burst outward from within, forming a shield of vigorous qi that enveloped it.

"Bang!" The sharp claws struck fiercely against the Lion Tiger Golden Gang shield on its back. The shield shook violently. But against Big Cat's full-strength release—enhanced by the Devour and Exclusion Power of its Lion Tiger Golden Gang—the opponent's blow did not break through.

Meanwhile, the Blood Moon Lord felt a significant threat from the Heavy Sword plunged into the ground as if Big Cat would counterattack at any moment. Therefore, after striking, its figure quickly vanished into the domain.

However, Big Cat did not swing its Heavy Sword this time; it simply stood there, forcibly calming itself down.

At this moment, it was constantly asking itself a question in its mind.

"Why? Why must I kill? Why must I kill?"

Repeating the same question over and over, it was using its own voice to repel the anguished cries from the Bloody Territory outside. These cries of vengeance directly manifested within its Sea of Spirit, and as it continuously questioned itself, it focused all its spirit on the question it posed, ignoring the harrowing roars of the vengeful ghosts.

This was the embodiment of the will to fight. Having endured countless hardships and battles, Big Cat's resolve was incredibly firm. If it were a less experienced being, even one stronger than itself, it might now already be lost within the Bloody Territory. The horror of the Bloody Territory lies in the fact that no matter how strong you are, if your will is not steadfast, you will still fall victim to it.

"Why must I kill? Why must I kill?" Big Cat kept questioning itself, as if it were inquiring on behalf of those vengeful spirits. Under such circumstances, the mental impact of the Bloody Territory on it became diminished. This allowed Big Cat's own Lion Tiger Golden Gang to operate more and more smoothly.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Time and again, ferocious attacks kept coming, causing the Lion Tiger Golden Gang to burst into white scorching haloes, but Big Cat simply stood there, immovable, allowing the opponent to strike at will and drain the Lion Tiger Golden Gang's energy.

At this moment, the Blood Moon Lord was somewhat astonished; it had never faced such an adversary before. Within the Bloody Territory, although it was the one continuously attacking, its own energy expenditure was actually minimal. If the battle wore on like this, the opponent's death was certain. However, seeing the foe standing steadfastly there, seemingly unaffected by the domain to a great extent, was a first for it, too.

Monsters, in general, tended to be ferocious and weren't they all somewhat mentally disturbed? The Bloody Territory was pervasive. It was the aggregation of countless resentful spirits, each drop of blood encapsulated the powerful grudge of its former owner.

Therefore, when it was still the Dark Demon Lord, every time it killed, it would make the victim plunge into absolute fear. The stronger the fear at the time of death, the greater the resentment afterward.

Under such circumstances, the Bloody Territory amassed by the Blood Moon Lord would also grow more formidable. Although this sometimes plunged it into chaos, within the Dark Demon race, it was considered true tempering. Only through continual refinement like this was there a real possibility of becoming a demon. Sёarᴄh the nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Though Big Cat was clearly trapped by the domain and was absolutely on the defensive, it managed to retain its composure and even posed a threat that made it hesitant to continue the onslaught. It had never encountered such an opponent before.

However, the Blood Moon Lord wasn't in the slightest hurry, having slain countless times before; it had ample confidence in its Bloody Territory. Many strong beings had been worn down by the Bloody Territory. The longer time dragged on, the greater the impact of the Bloody Territory. No matter how resolute the opponent's will, they would be invaded by the howls of countless resentful spirits.

Yet, Big Cat in this state even evoked in it a certain admiration and greed. Admiration for the opponent's unwavering spirit. Greed because the strength of its Bloody Territory increased with the integration of the blood of powerful beings. When the domain contained the blood of tens of thousands of beings, it would ascend to the next level. For that, it needed a main soul amongst the resentful spirits, a being that would stabilize the domain and suppress it, preventing easy backlash against itself.

Once it entered the level of sacrifice by tens of thousands of beings, then the power of the domain would surge massively. That would also be the foundation for its true demonic transformation in the future. In its eyes, Big Cat was already a suitable existence to be the main soul of its Bloody Territory.

"Why must there be slaughter? Why the killing?" Big Cat didn't know the thoughts presently in the mind of the Blood Moon Lord; it just kept repeating one question in its heart, searching for the answer within itself.

"Bang!" Another attack descended, this time finally breaching the Lion Tiger Golden Gang, with five claw marks appearing once more on Big Cat's back, as skin split and flesh rent. A blood-red glow crazily invaded his body.

The intense pain took Big Cat back to its first kill.

At that moment, its spirit seemed to return to that initial time.

It was a fierce battle. Its adversary was also powerful, and at that time, it was very small, wielding a heavy sword and constantly clashing with the opponent, who had by then covered it with wounds. Yet its eyes remained determined.

It had to win, had to defeat the opponent, kill the adversary, and get that reward. If it couldn't make money soon, the tribe wouldn't have the means to purchase the heavenly treasures full of life force, and clansmen would die.

For its clansmen, it had to kill the opponent. It had to achieve victory!

Yes, my killing is to protect, to guard my clansmen.

For the Elder, for each clansman, for Little Cat. For the entire Lion Tiger Tribe. To protect my race, even if it means slaughtering all, what of it?