The Master of Beasts-Chapter 766 - 239:

"Wait!"

As time passed, Little Eight also noticed something amiss—those bloodstains!

The Blood Slaves, dismantled by the Spiritual Beasts into pieces, surprisingly didn't leave behind a single drop of blood, only withered flesh and ghastly pale bones.

"Is this a puppet?"

Little Eight was puzzled. They looked just like real people, capable of using Divine Skills, yet there wasn't a single drop of blood. Could it be that the puppet ways of the True Realm had developed to such an extent?

"Should I notify the big boss? No, maybe wait a bit longer?"

Li Sheng's bizarre behavior made Little Eight hesitant, because disturbing the big boss over this seemed like asking for trouble.

"Let's wait a bit longer, just a little longer."

"Boom!"

"Found you!"

A raspy voice sounded behind Little Eight, making him shiver as he turned around in disbelief.

The red armor shone brightly even in the dim Tomb of Death, exuding a terrifying sense of dread with its light red mist.

"Daluo?"

"No way!"

Looking at the figure with lifeless eyes, Little Eight was stunned: "Puppet? How could there be a puppet at the Daluo Realm? Has this world gone mad?"

After all, Daluo was the supreme existence at any time, and now such a supreme being was appearing before him as a puppet.

Little Eight felt his worldview was being overturned!

The Blood Armor wasted no words with Little Eight, as its broad hand descended upon him, thick Blood Energy transforming into long, slender spikes, clearly aimed to take Little Eight's life.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is underestimating me way too much!"

A gray mist appeared in front of Little Eight, layering upon itself and blocking the Blood Armor's hand.

"Geez, I didn't want to get scolded, but looks like there's no choice!"

"Buzz buzz buzz"

A sound akin to bees buzzing emerged, seemingly without any surface change, yet internally the Tomb of Death had undergone earth-shattering transformations.

"Crack"

From a low grave, a pale green hand suddenly stretched out, and a pale figure leaped out.

"Greetings, Lord Eight!"

One figure after another jumped from the grave, and the army of Blood Slaves, which had been slightly dominant relying on their undying nature, instantly fell into a disadvantage.

As for the Blood Armor, it was kept at bay by Little Eight, who, despite having the lowest cultivation among them, found it easy to stall a puppet.

"But where is the big boss?"

Doubt rose in Little Eight's eyes.

When Little Nine left back then, the big boss gave him this Secret Technique, saying if anything urgent happened, activating it could awaken them immediately, yet now not only was the big boss missing, but even the other brothers hadn't awakened, only these loyal subordinates from the past had arisen.

Moreover, Little Eight noticed that most of these awakened subordinates were directly under him, and only a few belonged to the others.

Having lived countless years, Little Eight immediately sensed something wrong, especially as the black line in his palm grew shorter while fighting against the Blood Armor.

In his palm, the black line represented Life Span, and the shorter it got, the less lifespan he had left!

Little Eight wasn't afraid of a Fighting Technique, as a cultivator who had once resisted the Heavenly Dao with the big boss, he had that kind of courage.

But seeing his lifespan dwindle with every use of Divine Skills, he couldn't help but feel fear, even as an experienced cultivator.

"Damn it, where are the big boss and the others?"

On the other side of the Tomb of Death, a group of cultivators shrouded in Black Wing Cloaks stood silently in the sky.

The seven at the forefront had a thread of gold in their black cloaks.

"Big boss, are we just going to give up on Little Eight?" Third complained.

"Third, the big boss has his reasons!" Second snapped.

"Regardless, Little Eight has been with us for a long time. We at least owe him an explanation!" Seventh's face darkened.

When Little Nine hadn't returned, Little Eight had warned them. Now, with unknown cultivators intruding and the big boss abandoning Little Eight, was it not too heartless?

"Haha, Little Seventh, it seems you don't know what Little Eight did back then!"

"Remember the Mengyou Valley crisis?" Fifth chuckled.

"Mengyou Valley, you mean when the so-called Righteous Path besieged us?" Little Seventh asked, puzzled.

"Exactly, and you'd never guess it was Little Eight who leaked the information. After all, he once was the top prodigy of the Righteous Path. If not for certain reasons, why would he mix with us, the so-called riffraff?"

"Alright, don't say anymore."

The one referred to as the big boss finally spoke.

"I'm not intentionally abandoning Little Eight. The origins of those puppets are not simple. If my guess is correct, they might be the work of the Blood Soul, one of the Nine Great Treasures!"

"We've been forced into the world, not yet at our peak state. Whether or not those behind this are targeting us, there's no need for us to act personally."

"As for Little Eight, if he survives, the past is settled, and we remain brothers. If he dies, let it be atonement. Now we must leave!"

The remaining six exchanged glances, unable to retort, nodding in agreement.

Hong Ri was deeply worried, constantly inquiring with the Engraving Ruler in his Sea of Consciousness: "Why has the Blood Soul found its way here? Is it due to you?"

"Right, it's said in legends that the All Things Ruler and Blood Soul had a poor relationship among the Nine Great Treasures. Perhaps that's it."

"So, shouldn't you make a contract with me!"

No matter what Hong Ri said, the All Things Ruler remained unmoved, quietly suspended in the Sea of Consciousness.

Upon closer inspection, one would find that the All Things Ruler was enveloped in inconspicuous chains, these dense chains sealing it completely, leaving it immobile.

"Your time is limited, as is my patience. You should know what kind of person I am after countless years!"

When Hong Ri's Divine Sense withdrew, a vague face emerged on the surface of the All Things Ruler: "Sigh, I am truly unlucky!"

"But it's one thing for me to be unlucky, dragging another unlucky guy along is a sure death sentence. No way, absolutely not!"

After muttering a few words of grievance, the All Things Ruler fell silent again. So what if the Blood Soul came, it could at most just imprison it, mock it, not much else it could do.

.......

Star Moon City, Star Moon Pond.

In a sudden appearance, Chaos spoke to Chen Jiuge: "Master, the first God Demon is about to emerge!"

"So soon?" Chen Jiuge's expression tightened while playing with some Spiritual Beast cubs.

"I don't know why either. Logically, it should still take a hundred more years. But lately, for some reason, the Chaos Qi in the Chaos World has been accumulating faster and of higher quality, causing an early emergence."

"What preparations do I need to make?"

With the Sorrowful Girl having completed its transformation, this was not the time to question the causes.

Chaos frowned: "Though it originated from a transformation in the Chaos World, to truly become a Chaos God Demon, a final transformation in the True Realm is necessary."

"Will it cause a significant disturbance?" Chen Jiuge picked up on Chaos's concerns.

"Indeed, significantly so, and it will also expose my existence!" Chaos worried.

"Expose your existence? Is it due to the Chaos God Demon?"

"Yes, some ancient cultivators, along with the remaining Eight Great Treasures, they'll know my location, leading to a potential whirlpool of turmoil."

"How long for the Sorrowful Girl's transformation, and what about its strength?" Chen Jiuge found it troubling.

"The metamorphosis itself takes but an instant, as the primary change occurred within the Chaos World. Yet essential defenses must still be in place, for that moment is its most vulnerable."

"As for strength, to compare, it won't be inferior to that of Song Bei or Jialouluo!" Chaos stated proudly.

"Truly?" Chen Jiuge was surprised it could be so powerful?

"Of course, after all, it is a Chaos God Demon. Though not the most authentic one, its essence remains unchanged!"

"Alright, I understand. You keep an eye on the Sorrowful Girl; I'll make arrangements here!"

With the post-transformation strength of the Sorrowful Girl not inferior to Jialouluo, Chen Jiuge decided to take a gamble.

Having long endured in the gaps between these Daluo, Chen Jiuge wouldn't let this golden opportunity slip by!

"For protectors, I'll choose the Saint Master of the White Tiger Clan and Mountain and Sea Strange Beasts. Shuibing and Jialouluo are somewhat unreliable, best to exclude them for now!"

"Primarily to deal with the crisis post-transformation, but that can wait for now!"