Chapter 73: The Blood Demon’s End (Part 3)
The Blood Demon’s End (Part 3)
Far away...
Above the mountains where the Crimson Abyss Sect stood, Victor hovered calmly in the sky.
The severed head of Louis Redweed remained in his grasp.
Fresh blood dripped slowly from it, disappearing before it could stain his black robe embroidered with golden dragons.
At that very moment—
Victor felt a subtle change ripple through his body.
The cultivation he had only recently stabilized suddenly surged once again.
His spiritual power flowed like an endless river, roaring through every meridian before gathering inside his Heavenly Genesis Realm.
A powerful aura quietly expanded around him.
His cultivation had risen another step.
The Second Layer of the Heavenly Genesis Realm.
Victor’s golden eyes narrowed slightly.
"It seems..."
"My second brother has successfully broken through."
He immediately understood the source of the increase.
Every advancement made by the Salvatore Family strengthened him in return.
That was the true terror of the Eternal Legacy System.
The stronger the family became...
The stronger their Patriarch became.
And the stronger Victor became...
The faster the family would continue growing.
It was a perfect cycle.
One that no ordinary cultivation system could ever hope to rival.
Victor allowed himself a faint smile before lowering his gaze toward the magnificent mountain range beneath him.
Tower after tower rose among the clouds.
Ancient halls rested upon towering cliffs.
Countless waterfalls poured from lofty peaks, filling the valleys with mist.
The surrounding spiritual energy had condensed into visible streams of light, drifting gracefully through the mountains like celestial rivers.
The entire region was nourished by an exceptionally powerful Mana Vein.
Even before entering the sect, Victor could feel the richness of the land.
He nodded slightly.
"This Mana Vein..."
"...is worthy of becoming the foundation of the Salvatore Family."
His gaze slowly swept across the sect below.
Thousands of disciples filled the plazas, mountain paths, and cultivation grounds.
Some cultivated.
Some sparred.
Others patrolled the outer perimeter.
Yet...
Almost every aura carried the same foul scent.
Blood.
Resentment.
Hatred.
Countless innocent lives had become stepping stones for their cultivation.
Victor’s expression gradually turned cold.
"Such filth..."
"...does not deserve to occupy a blessed land."
His calm voice spread across every mountain like the decree of heaven itself.
The instant it echoed—
Thousands of disciples looked upward simultaneously.
Many weaker cultivators coughed blood as the pressure hidden within Victor’s voice shattered their circulation.
Then...
Their eyes fell upon the object in his hand.
Silence.
Complete silence.
The head...
It was unmistakable.
Their Sect Master.
Louis Redweed.
Dead.
His eyes remained open in eternal disbelief.
For several long seconds...
No one spoke.
Then panic exploded throughout the entire sect.
"T-The Sect Master..."
"Impossible!"
"That’s Lord Louis!"
"Who... who killed him?!"
"Run!"
"The Sect Master is dead!"
Some disciples collapsed where they stood.
Others staggered backward with faces devoid of color.
Several elders who had remained within the sect felt their hearts sink into an endless abyss.
If someone capable of killing Louis Redweed had personally arrived...
Then the Crimson Abyss Sect was already doomed.
Victor slowly raised Louis’ severed head.
His voice rolled across the heavens like divine judgment.
"The Crimson Abyss Sect..."
"...ends today."
Those four words carried no anger.
No excitement.
Only absolute certainty.
To Victor...
This wasn’t a battle.
It was simply the execution of a sentence that had already been decided.
He had always followed one unwavering principle.
If weeds were to be removed...
Their roots must be pulled out as well.
Mercy toward enemies often planted future disasters.
Leaving behind survivors who might one day seek revenge served no purpose.
Better to erase the danger completely.
Only then could the Salvatore Family continue growing without hidden threats lurking in the shadows.
Victor slowly lifted one hand.
Ancient symbols appeared around his fingertips.
The surrounding heaven and earth suddenly darkened.
An immeasurably ancient aura descended from above.
It was as though time itself had awakened.
"The Reincarnation Creation Art..."
Victor spoke softly.
"...shall judge your sins."
With a gentle wave of his sleeve...
Boundless true spiritual power erupted from his body like an endless ocean.
An enormous ancient wheel slowly emerged behind him.
Its surface was engraved with countless mysterious runes.
Six paths rotated endlessly.
The aura of countless lifetimes intertwined together.
The very cycle of birth and death seemed to descend upon the mortal world.
The heavens trembled.
The earth shook.
Every disciple of the Crimson Abyss Sect felt overwhelming despair engulf their hearts.
The gigantic Wheel of Reincarnation expanded until it completely covered the sky above the sect.
Its ancient light bathed every mountain peak.
The pressure alone forced countless disciples onto their knees.
"No!!"
"Run!!"
"The Sect Master is dead!"
"We have to escape!"
"Please!! Spare me, Senior!"
"I only joined the sect recently!"
Cries of terror echoed in every direction.
Some fled toward the mountains.
Others activated escape talismans.
Several attempted to burrow underground.
Many simply collapsed where they stood, trembling uncontrollably.
Yet...
No one could escape the light of reincarnation.
Victor’s golden eyes opened fully.
Brilliant divine radiance shone within them.
His voice echoed between heaven and earth.
"Summon..."
"The Reincarnation Phantom."
The enormous ancient wheel began rotating.
The surrounding space distorted violently.
Every strand of spiritual energy rushed toward it.
Victor’s vast reservoir of true spiritual power was consumed at an astonishing speed.
Even someone with his foundation felt his energy draining rapidly.
Then—
His gaze sharpened.
Every rune upon the gigantic wheel lit up simultaneously.
Its brilliance rivaled the sun itself.
The phantom of an immeasurable Wheel of Reincarnation slowly descended from the heavens, illuminating the entire Crimson Abyss Sect beneath its ancient and inescapable judgment.
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