Stronger with Crimson Modifier

Chapter 129: Frenzied Slaughter (1)

In Li Xia’s palm, a mass of gray mist writhed endlessly. It coalesced and dispersed as if it possessed its own consciousness, a truly bizarre sight.

Li Xia frowned slightly.

She began to explain.

"This... if I’m not mistaken, should be the Domain Power of a Food Master!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing Li Xia’s words.

The expressions of both Chu Feng and Du Wang changed drastically.

It was no wonder they reacted so strongly.

An ordinary Lower-Rank Black Blood Species corresponds to a Martial Arts Family, while only a Qi Dao Grandmaster can take on a Middle-Rank Black Blood Species.

And an Upper-Rank Black Blood Species has another name: Food Master.

A being of this level is terrifyingly unpredictable; it would be no exaggeration to call it a god. Its methods are beyond imagination, like a walking natural disaster.

Their every move possesses world-destroying power.

In the entire Federation, only those few Venerable Lords can contend with them.

"Don’t worry, this is just my speculation," Li Xia explained, seeing the looks on their faces.

"If this truly were a Food Master’s Domain, we wouldn’t be able to escape this gray mist.

But you don’t need to be overly anxious.

It’s located in the Inner Earth World, so the power radiating through the passage must be severely weakened. Otherwise, we’d be finished already.

We probably would have died the instant we entered its Domain.

Therefore, as long as we temporarily block off this passage, the problem will be solved.

Of course, there is a second option: wait for the Federation’s Venerables to notice something is wrong here and come to our aid. But that would undoubtedly take some time.

In any case, we can’t let this situation drag on."

Hearing Li Xia’s explanation, the two of them relaxed slightly.

It seemed the situation wasn’t completely hopeless, after all.

However, the ordinary people of Anshan City would likely face significant casualties.

During the time Du Wang was trapped in the giant cocoon, an unknown number of Black Blood Species had already arrived in the Surface World along with the gray mist.

There was nothing they could do about it.

After all, the most important thing right now was to temporarily block the passage.

...

"M-monster! What in the world are you?"

On a street shrouded in gray mist, a lizard-like monster was backing away step by step. Hunched over and crawling on the ground, it was two or three meters long and covered in bone spikes and sharp fangs.

The voice came from the mouth of this bizarre-looking monster.

At the same time, its eyes, filled with terror, were fixed on a figure slowly approaching it.

The strange thing was that it was a monster itself, yet it was calling the person in front of it a monster.

The situation had a faintly comical air to it.

"A monster? I’m human, can’t you tell?"

Hu Qi said with a gentle smile.

As he spoke, the severed arm in his hand, having been drained of its blood, crumbled into ashes and sifted through his fingers.

He was currently in disguise; his build hadn’t changed much, but his appearance had transformed into that of a stern young man with ordinary features and a long, thin scar on his face.

Seeing its severed arm turn to ashes, the lizard monster, which had been crawling on the ground, let out a low growl. A bone-chilling fear washed over it.

The man had actually devoured its Black Blood.

’How is this possible?’

This person was supposed to be mere prey, yet he dared to consume its arm.

At this moment, it finally understood what its terrified, screaming prey must have felt.

No sentient being could withstand the sight of itself becoming another’s food.

It was no different, even for a Black Blood Species.

It was like how a human eating a chicken is normal, but being eaten by a chicken—that role reversal between hunter and prey—would evoke a deep, primal terror.

Under these circumstances, the Lower-Rank Black Blood Species trembled, its courage completely shattered. It didn’t dare to linger a moment longer.

With a roar, it whipped its tail at a gray stone bollard on the side of the road.

Instantly, the stone bollard, weighing well over a hundred pounds, flew toward Hu Qi with a violent whistle.

After doing this, it didn’t hesitate for a second, turning to flee.

FWIP!

Just as the hard stone bollard was about to reach Hu Qi, a silver thread flashed through the air.

The next moment, the incredibly hard stone bollard exploded into fragments, which shot out in all directions.

The fragments rained down on the cars parked along the road, setting off blaring alarms and the sound of shattering glass.

"You’re not going anywhere."

Hu Qi looked up, his gaze seeming to pierce through the dense layers of gray mist and lock onto the fleeing Lower-Rank Black Blood Species.

In just a few seconds, the creature had already fled several hundred meters.

But that was nothing to Hu Qi.

He gave a savage grin as the surging Qi Blood True Strength in his body circulated, gathering in his arm.

FWOOSH!

He drew his arm back, right hand gripping the saber’s hilt tightly, his body taut like a fully drawn bow.

The next moment.

The Horizontal Blade in his hand transformed into a streak of black light, piercing the air and tearing through the dense gray mist. It let out a deafening sonic boom that felt like it could rupture eardrums.

In an instant, the Horizontal Blade crossed hundreds of meters.

Everything in its path—be it concrete walls or vehicles—was torn apart and pierced as if it were paper.

Where the Long Saber passed, the air seemed to be scorched by the intense friction, leaving behind a straight, faint red trail.

At that moment, the fleeing Lower-Rank Black Blood Species was just about to turn into an alleyway.

It had chosen a winding route in an attempt to throw off its pursuer.

Its courage had been completely shattered; it couldn’t muster the slightest thought of fighting back and only wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

Just then, however, a chill ran down its spine.

Its innate premonition of danger, a trait of the Black Blood Species, was screaming a frantic warning.

But it had no idea what was happening or where the danger was coming from.

Its senses detected no one nearby.

SHLICK!

Suddenly, a streak of black light flashed behind it.

The next moment, a long saber pierced through its back, plunging into its heart, which throbbed with the roar of an engine.

Only then did the terrifying sonic boom—the one that threatened to shatter eardrums—finally detonate behind it.

At the same time, a large hole blew open in the wall behind it.

"Urgh... how is that possible..."

The huge eyes of the reptilian Lower-Rank Black Blood Species bulged from their sockets.

It couldn’t understand how he had done it.

But that didn’t stop it from trying to escape.

After all, for a Lower-Rank Black Blood Species, the heart was not a vital organ.

Just as it was about to move, it suddenly collapsed to the ground.

The terrifying strength in its body—enough to flatten refined iron with a single punch—was now rapidly receding like a tide.

It was as if a funnel had appeared inside its body, ceaselessly devouring its power.

’No, not a funnel.’

’There’s something wrong with this saber.’

It twisted its neck to look behind it, the bones making a grating, cracking sound.

But it paid no mind, its eyes fixed on the black long saber protruding from its back.

The blade, once gleaming with a cold light, and its jet-black hilt were now undergoing a visible transformation.

A layer of blood-red, vein-like markings extended from inside its body, crawling up the saber’s blade.

GURGLE... GURGLE...

A strange, distinct sound continued to emanate. It understood: that was the sound of its Black Blood—the very source of a Black Blood Species’ power—being drawn out and stripped from its body by the long saber.

"No!"