As Xu Zimo stepped through the air, the entire sea fell silent.
Even the surrounding surging waves were suppressed and gradually calmed down.
"This, this..." The people inside the ship were stunned, unable to speak clearly.
"He's gotten even stronger," the one-armed old man narrowed his eyes and muttered.
The last time he had met Xu Zimo, the latter was still at the Empyrean Meridian stage.
Unexpectedly, he had now stepped into the God Meridian stage.
The one-armed old man felt a chill down his spine. How young was he, really?
Could he truly be an emperor in the making? The old man didn’t dare to imagine further.
Chen Tianyi's eyes flickered as he stared at Xu Zimo in silence.
The woman in the purple dress, Ning Caidie, also murmured to herself, "He's so strong, why didn’t he save us earlier?"
"Miss, he..." The maid Little Ying beside her didn’t dare to speak too much.
...
Xu Zimo held Shadow Tyrant, blade energy surrounding him like a prison, his gaze casually falling on the beast before him.
He activated War God’s Blue Cloud directly, and strands of light cyan spiritforce rose slowly behind him.
The moment the mystical sound rang out, a green mist shrouded his back, and layers of green stone steps formed beneath him.
The green stones spread upward toward the heavens through the fog, as if challenging the sky itself.
Xu Zimo's aura also skyrocketed in an instant.
When the Power of Creation filled the air around him, Xu Zimo suddenly stopped, and in less than a blink of an eye,
He had already appeared in front of the beast.
He raised Shadow Tyrant high, with boundless spiritforce and indomitable blade intent gathering in the sky.
Boom!
As the curved blade came crashing down, the beast felt a dreadful force descending.
Its entire body slowed under the pressure, and it hurriedly stretched out its wings to defend itself.
Poof!
Black blood spurted into the air as the blade crushed everything in its path.
The wings that once blotted out the sky were directly severed. The beast let out a painful roar.
"What’s the point? I didn’t want to kill you," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly and said, "I originally wanted to leave your race a chance to continue, but you didn’t treasure it."
"So it's fine for you humans to kill us beasts, but not the other way around?" the beast sneered. "This logic is ridiculous," it said.
"Our grievances go way back, to the dark era of the Endless Sky Sea, do you even know about that?"
The one-armed old man interjected, "This isn’t about who's right or wrong."
"I know, whoever has the bigger fist is right, right?" the beast snorted heavily.
"Anyway, I've lost to you now. Kill me or torture me, do as you please."
"If you’re not afraid of death, then I’ll slowly torture you," Xu Zimo said with a faint smile. "Can’t take the heat?"
The beast was stunned, then quickly responded, "Didn’t you say you were in a hurry to go home Give me a quick death, and you’ll get home faster too."
Xu Zimo shook his head and looked at the one-armed old man, saying, "You all go ahead, I want to talk to it alone."
"Young Master, this beast cannot be released," the one-armed old man advised.
"If we let it go and it grows strong enough to terrorize the sea again, what then?"
"I know. Just go," Xu Zimo said calmly.
The old man could only nod.
He watched the ship fade into the mist as it sailed away.
"What are you trying to do?" the beast asked warily.
"Want to follow me?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Follow you?" the beast looked surprised.
"The Beast Race!"
...
A storm rose across the endless sea as Xu Zimo lay on the beast’s back.
The beast was fast; in this sea, they were like fish in water. In just a dozen minutes, the beast carried Xu Zimo to a dock on the Eastern Continent.
Once on the dock, Xu Zimo summoned his True Fate World and absorbed the beast into the territory of the Myriad Beast Realm.
The rest would be handled by Chaos.
Having traveled tirelessly, Xu Zimo had no intention of resting.
He was carried by the Darksky Tiger the whole way, so he was happy to take it easy.
Arriving from Dragon City of the Eastern Continent, Xu Zimo headed toward its core region.
Traveling day and night, after nearly half a month, he finally arrived at the heart of the continent.
The sky was growing dark. Not far ahead, a city glowed with lights, it was a large city.
Xu Zimo decided to rest there for the night.
As he approached, he realized this city was unusual.
The city walls were blood red, made from blood-colored bricks.
On the city gate were carvings of two skulls.
Looking up, Xu Zimo saw the characters "Blood Slaughter City" written above.
"Looks like I've arrived in the territory ruled by the Blood Nether Sacred Ground," he said with a light chuckle.
The Blood Nether Sacred Ground was one of the imperial lineages of the Eastern Continent, founded by the infamous Grand Emperor Xue Ming known for his brutality and battle prowess.
He had established the imperial lineage here, which had lasted for over ten thousand years.
Blood Slaughter City wasn’t particularly ancient or famous, but it was one of the few large cities in this territory.
Most of the Blood Nether Sacred Ground’s disciples were known for their cruelty, and the sect was considered the one that most resembled a demonic sect among the imperial lineages.
...
When Xu Zimo entered the city, he was stopped and questioned by the guards on both sides.
He answered simply and was allowed to pass.
The city was large, and even at night, the main streets were bustling.
However, Xu Zimo could still sense the underlying tension beneath the lively surface.
Guards patrolled and searched frequently, clearly indicating something was wrong.
Xu Zimo found an inn. It wasn’t crowded.
Since it was late, the innkeeper had gone to rest, and only a sleepy waiter was lying on the table yawning.
Seeing Xu Zimo walk in, the waiter quickly stood up and said with a smile, "Welcome, guest. Looking for a room?"
"A room. Is there anything to eat?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Sorry, the cook is already off duty," the waiter apologized.
"Then give me a good room and bring a jar of fine wine," Xu Zimo said as he sat down at a table.
After a sip of wine, Xu Zimo took a deep breath and asked the waiter,
"Hey, has something happened here in Blood Slaughter City recently?"
"You must be new," the waiter said with interest. "A few days ago, the city lord’s son was killed, and now the whole city is hunting the assassin."
"No wonder," Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
Just as he was drinking, the door of the inn suddenly swung open.