Cultivation Begins from Infancy - Chapter 316

Volume 3 - Chapter 52: The Kill - Part 2

“How could this happen? The chains... this...”

Ji Yunqing raised his head and immediately saw the state of the tilting Prison Sky Island. His pupils shrank, and in an instant, he understood what had happened.

A rush of blood surged to his face as overwhelming sorrow filled his heart.

“Why didn’t they topple our Abyssal Sky Monument? Why was it that child’s? Why?!”

His furious roar echoed across the island, causing the expressions of those who had pushed the monument earlier to change slightly. If given another chance, they might have considered toppling Ji Yunqing’s monument first, but the situation at the time had been too urgent to allow for much thought.

“I would rather have us fall than that child! He’s just a boy! He’s so young!!”

Ji Yunqing’s sorrowful cries resounded. That boy was the most exceptional talent the Ji family had seen in millennia—someone who defeated the Dao Domain of the Three Immortals, shattered legends, and gained the favor of a Saint. Yet, he had fallen just like that.

He couldn’t accept it. The light that carried the Ji family’s future hopes had been extinguished.

“You deserve to die! All of you deserve to die!!”

Blood vessels filled Ji Yunqing’s eyes as boundless killing intent surged within him. He glared furiously at the people on the island.

Everyone’s faces turned pale. Even the elder of the Dao Domain looked grim. Ji Yunqing was in the Supreme Dao Realm, and even if the elder burned his divine soul, he wouldn’t be a match in his current state.

Li Tiangang trembled when he heard Ji Yunqing’s enraged roar and immediately understood the reason behind it.

Staring at the sole chain still standing upright, his heart trembled violently, a surge of nausea rising as though he might vomit blood.

Did this mean that he had indirectly caused Li Hao’s death?

If he hadn’t come here, they wouldn’t have been standing on this chain. The two fallen chains wouldn’t have included Li Hao’s!

This realization hit him like a thunderclap, and he felt as though his Dao Heart was burning away.

Had he personally doomed Li Hao?!

But he had only wanted to apologize...

Why did it turn out like this?

Li Tiangang stood there, his eyes vacant, unable to utter a single word.

...

...

In the abyss.

When Li Hao was struck by the Abyssal Sky Monument and began plummeting, the tremendous force from the monument’s impact caused even his body—comparable to a Nine-Forged Divine Weapon—to ache in pain.

As he fell deeper into the abyss, closer to the Blood Lotus Demon, he struggled to push the Abyssal Sky Monument off him. Wiping the blood from his face, he climbed to the other side of the monument and activated the Saint’s Mark within his body.

At this moment, only the Saint’s Mark could save him.

As his consciousness connected with it, the mark emitted a brilliant silver radiance but quickly dimmed, returning to its dormant state.

Li Hao’s expression changed drastically. He activated it again, and once more, the silver glow flared and then faded.

Was it being suppressed by this demon?

Fear and anger surged within Li Hao. He frantically tried to connect with the mark multiple times, but the results were the same.

Darkness and a foul stench engulfed him. Seven or eight tentacles, which had previously entangled the chains, now lashed toward him.

Despair filled Li Hao’s eyes. Was he really going to die here?

Looking at the distant, unreachable sky, he suddenly realized that no one cared whether he lived or died.

Despair turned into fury, a boundless fire that erupted within him. He roared furiously, but the laws of the Blood Lotus Demon suppressed his voice, leaving him screaming in silence.

He swung his fists wildly, attacking the tentacles with reckless abandon.

With a loud bang, the tentacles swatted away the Abyssal Sky Monument and its chains, while another tentacle struck toward Li Hao. The force from its approach alone seemed to crush his bones.

Yet the boy, consumed by despair, only screamed madly and swung his fists.

As his fists collided with the tentacles, their vibrations caused one to fall apart, knocking Li Hao into the gaping maw of the Blood Lotus Demon.

In that brief instant, Li Hao unleashed hundreds of punches, all aimed at the demon’s tentacles.

His body seemed to shatter, his flesh torn apart by the sheer force of the impact. The strength of the tentacles alone exceeded his limit to endure.

If not for his Nine-Forged Divine Weapon-like body enhanced with divine power, the tentacles’ sweep would have instantly turned him to dust.

Inside the gaping maw, which resembled a bottomless abyss, Li Hao fell for a long time before landing on a sticky, pitch-black surface.

His body was utterly broken, with only sinews clinging to his exposed bones. He lay there like a pile of discarded remains.

The maw of the Blood Lotus Demon closed, sealing away the last sliver of light.

...

After only a few seconds, Li Hao suddenly felt his body continue to plummet.

No, to be precise, the Blood Lotus Demon’s body was collapsing rapidly.

A sense of weightlessness made him feel as though he were floating, but the fall soon ended with him crashing heavily into the sticky ground again.

Around him, tremors rippled, and large amounts of liquid began to drip down.

Was this the bottom of the abyss?

Li Hao thought to himself, feeling an eerie calm in contrast to his earlier rage.

More and more liquid poured in, splashing onto his broken body. Each drop burned like fire, causing sharp pain.

Was this how it would end—being digested?

Li Hao’s lips twitched into a bitter smile as he stared into the impenetrable darkness. He suddenly felt that his journey through this world had been absurd, a mistake.

Was he brought here only to suffer?

How unfortunate that he hadn’t said goodbye to Feng Lao.

He hadn’t yet guided Qianqian into the Dao with her swordsmanship.

Yuan Zhao, that kid... with no parents and now no one by his side. Would he be bullied in the future?

Such thoughts floated through his mind, even as the searing pain grew more intense.

Suddenly, a massive chunk of soft flesh, along with a torrent of liquid, fell onto him.

The surroundings shook violently, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing. Pieces of soft flesh and hard bones rained down, covering Li Hao.

A tide of foul-smelling blood surged out, surrounding him. Li Hao was nearly suffocated by the blood water.

The corrosive properties of the blood water were overwhelming. It felt like being submerged in boiling oil and flames, every inch of his body subjected to unbearable agony.

Even as his flesh melted away, his bones still resisted, protecting his consciousness and soul.

Amid this hellish pain, Li Hao looked around and was stunned to see that the Blood Lotus Demon that had devoured him appeared... dead?

The petals of the massive blood lotus wilted and fell, crashing into the blood sea and sending waves hundreds of feet high.

The bloody waves surged over Li Hao, driving him deeper into the blood lake.

Li Hao struggled to swim upward. Emerging from the waves, he saw the remnants of the other Blood Lotus Demons rotting and collapsing, their previous destructive force no longer present.

Floating amidst the turbulent blood tide, Li Hao’s bones began to corrode as well.

The Blood Lotus Demon had truly perished?

Li Hao stared at the crumbling demon, disbelief etched across his face.

Then, a sudden realization struck him like lightning, his pupils widening in shock.

Could it be that the hundreds of punches he had thrown earlier had triggered the 1% fatal attribute?!

Li Hao was dumbfounded by the thought.

Had he... killed the Blood Lotus Demon?!

He remained in a daze, unable to fully process the idea. However, there was no time to dwell on it. His despair, which had turned to fury, now transformed into a renewed desire to live.

Even though the Blood Lotus Demon’s massive body was disintegrating, its oppressive laws remained intact, preventing him from gathering his strength or channeling his power.

All he could rely on was his physical body as he swam desperately through the blood lake.

Yet, the blood of the Blood Lotus Demon carried a potent corrosive property. His flesh was rapidly melting away, exposing his white bones, which were now scorched and worn.

Even a body as resilient as his—comparable to a Nine-Forged Divine Weapon—was on the verge of dissolution.

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