There was a pool of dark red blood on the ground in front of Cloud Billow. His face was pale and there was anger and panic in his eyes.

There were three black-robed demons standing around him. Their auras were threatening and formidable and they each held onto demon-imprisoning shackles.

If this was normal times, then with Cloud Billow’s strength, while fighting one against three would be difficult, it wouldn’t be hard to escape. Even if they had specially prepared demon-imprisoning shackles.

As the one recognized as the most outstanding bloodline descendant amongst the old King’s lineage and one of the most powerful contenders for the new King’s throne, it was easy to guess how valued Cloud Billow was.

Others might have one or two life-saving cards, but Cloud Billow actually had multiple of them.

If this wasn’t the case, did people think that the factional strife and tumult within the Nightmare Clan would be settled with gentle words?

But today’s accident was truly unexpected. No one had ever dared to make a move in Nine Nether Pagoda, let alone arouse the strength of the ancestral land.

This already violated the greatest taboo of the Nightmare Clan. No matter who did it, they would have to pay the price in blood.

But now, Cloud Billow had no time for anger or regret. He didn’t even have time to think of other thoughts as the panic in his heart grew increasingly intense.

Because of this surprise attack, he had been severely wounded by soul tempering power. Not just that, but he was also struck by an unknown and terrifying demon poison.

The demonic power in his body revolved with increasing difficulty as it dissipated at an astonishing speed. As a result, he wasn’t even able to use the cards in his hand before he fell into a suppressed situation.

Three demon-imprisoning shackles wrapped around his body, constantly tightening. They were like three burning chains that drilled into his flesh and blood. If they only wanted to kill him, the three demons that attacked could have achieved this goal already.

But they had clearly planned to suppress him and then capture him.

This thought caused Cloud Billow to feel chills all over, as if he had fallen into an icy lake.

To violate the greatest taboo of the Nightmare Clan and even attack him in Nine Nether Pagoda wasn’t something done easily. Countless people would lose their heads because of this.

The plotter was willing to pay such a heavy price because the anticipated harvest was worth it. In other words, they had already obtained some crucial information.

For instance…his true status!

Only this could explain why these three-black robed demons only suppressed him and didn’t kill him.

If this only involved the contention for the new King’s throne, then once he died the old King’s lineage would have no choice but to withdraw. The only explanation was that this other party’s goal was more than that…what they wanted was to destroy the entire old King’s lineage!

As he realized this, Cloud Billow’s heart shrank. It was like an invisible hand gripped onto him, causing his heartbeat to come to a standstill.

No! This could not happen!

He forced himself to calm down, his thoughts rapidly racing as he tried to figure out a way to survive. Although he wasn’t sure what the connection was between Nine Nether Pagoda and the ancestral land, he knew that this pagoda was one of the most sacred places of the Nightmare Clan.

When an accident occurred here, it would soon be discovered. And once the Clan Elder learned of it, he would immediately race over.

No, that wasn’t right!

Although he didn’t have evidence, only a small number of people had the qualifications to tamper with Nine Nether Pagoda.

Since they made a move, they had surely completed all preparations. The Clan Elder must be entangled somewhere so that he would be unable to rush over.

Cloud Billow’s heart sank. He knew that if he wanted to survive, he could only seek help from within the pagoda. Otherwise, all that awaited was death.

But in the pagoda…

The eruption of soul tempering power was a wide-scale indiscriminate attack. Anyone that was cultivating in Nine Nether Pagoda with the aid of soul tempering power wouldn’t be able to escape it.

Right now they couldn’t even protect themselves, much less help him…Qin Yu’s figure suddenly appeared in Cloud Billow’s mind. He wasn’t too far away from here and should have sensed the fluctuations of aura…

Before this, Qin Yu had been impatient to come here and cultivate. There was almost a near certainty that he had been struck by the attack of soul tempering power!

Cloud Billow bitterly smiled. He discovered he had fallen into a hopeless situation that he couldn’t extricate himself from.

But this bitter smile didn’t continue for long. Resolve shone in his eyes. Then, he closed his eyes and a wild aura broke free from his body.

He couldn’t find a way to live, but he could choose to end his life. As long as he died, the plot aimed at the old King’s lineage would vanish into nothingness!

“Hehe, you want to die? It’s not that easy!” With a cold sneer, the three demon-imprisoning shackles simultaneously exploded, transforming into thick black flows of demonic energy that drilled into Cloud Billow’s body like snakes.

Countless crimson lines appeared on Cloud Billow’s skin. They wove together, emitting a constraining aura.

Cloud Billow’s eyes widened with anger and shock, “Royal Line Blood Restriction! You actually refined the Royal Line Blood Restriction…how bold!”

By extracting the bloodline of those from the same tribe and refining it using a secret and insidious method, one could obtain a terrifying spell used to imprison the bloodline. This sort of blood spell not only had an evil and sinister refinement process, but also required a massive amount of death and slaughter…to refine one spell required at least ten bloodlines of the same tribe. And this was the lowest amount. The higher the cultivation level of the target, the more sacrifices were needed.

With Cloud Billow’s strength, if one wanted to instantly imprison his bloodline, it would require at least 30 of his clansmen, their bloodlines extracted in the most cruel and vicious way as they died in extreme pain.

The old King’s lineage was called one of the three heads of the Nightmare Clan and their strength couldn’t be underestimated. Thus, they were naturally vigilant when it came to this. If any clues or traces appeared, they would be discovered.

Yet they hadn’t noticed anything so far. It could be seen that this other party had spent an extremely long time refining this bloodline restriction spell. They had chosen to collect the blood a bit at a time rather than taking the risk of being discovered.

As Cloud Billow thought of this, his heart grew increasingly cold. This other party had deliberately planned for all of this. Since they made their move, they wouldn’t give him any chance to resist!

“Sir Cloud Billow, you’ve finally been caught!” With sneers, the three black-robed demons walked over. Their eyes shined with wild joy and ecstasy.

Although they had completed all their preparations, until this mission was settled, no one dared to underestimate anything.

If they succeeded they would obtain everything…but if they were defeated, they would be abandoned without hesitation. At that time, death would be the best possible result.

After all, the person they wanted to capture was Cloud Billow, the successor of the old King’s lineage, the one said to have at least a 30% chance to capture the new King’s throne.

Luckily, no accident occurred!

“Begin!”

“Take him away!”

“Leave now!”

There was inevitably chaos outside of Nine Nether Pagoda. While they were prepared for this, Cloud Billow wasn’t someone who could be measured with common sense. Every moment they delayed was another moment an accident could occur.

The three acted quickly. Their figures flickered as they arrived at Cloud Billow’s side. They lifted their hands and placed them on his body.

Hum –

Hum –

Hum –

Strange fluctuations of demonic energy spread out from them. Using some unknown method, they unexpectedly managed to form a kind of resonance with Nine Nether Pagoda’s strength.

Rings of murky black light radiated from the three of them. They collided with each other, setting off countless smaller waves that distorted the surrounding space.

Within this distortion, the figures of Cloud Billow and the three demons started to fade away. Like shadows, they would soon vanish.

Bang –

A loud explosion shook the entire room. As it happened, the tightly shut door was blasted open, crashing into the opposing wall. The door was made of some unknown material. While it didn’t collapse into pieces, it was twisted into a horrendous shape.

Qin Yu stepped into the room. At first glance he saw Cloud Billow and the others in the spatial warp, about to vanish.

Seeing Qin Yu, Cloud Billow’s eyes that were full of despair and fear immediately brightened, “Save me!” He did his best to shout out loud, but his voice seemed to come from the far off distance. When it reached Qin Yu’s ears, it sounded weak and quiet.

The three black-robed demons revealed looks of surprise. They never expected that someone would be able to avoid the surprise attack of soul tempering power.

If this person had come a bit earlier, he might have influenced their plan. But now…hum hum, it was already too late! They would leave this place soon!

Shua –

The figures of the four people became even blurrier. All that remained was a faint shadow that seemed as if it would dissipate in the next moment.

Qin Yu lifted a hand and grasped forward. The distorted door rose up and howled towards the several people.

Then, a strange scene occurred. The door directly passed through the distorted space, even penetrating through the figures of the four people. But, it only caused the fluctuations and impact to become even fiercer; it wasn’t able to affect the four people at all.

Cloud Billow and the other three…they seemed to have become true shadows!

Qin Yu’s pupils widened and he frowned.

Beneath their black robes, the three demons revealed mocking expressions. They had consumed endless effort, even paying a great price, to barely be able to borrow Nine Nether Pagoda’s strength for a short period of time.

Unless a Demon King was here and forcibly imprisoned this space, no one could stop them from leaving.

Qin Yu wasn’t at the Demon King level. To be precise, in a situation where he wasn’t in his titan true body state, the gap between him and a Demon King wasn’t small.

But that didn’t mean he had no way to stop these three black-robed demons from carrying Cloud Billow away.

Or to be more exact, this wasn’t difficult for Qin Yu at all. It was just that he wasn’t willing to expose the current special connection he had with Nine Nether Pagoda.

He hesitated for a second. Then, he sighed inwardly. No matter how he considered things, he couldn’t allow Cloud Billow to be taken away as he did nothing.

If so, there was no need to hesitate.