C18 The Divine God Religion Invaded the President Appeared!!

A piercing cry echoed from atop the city walls.

Just outside the Martial Artist Association, Bai Zhan's eyes immediately locked onto the ramparts.

There, a cadre of black-robed figures stood, each radiating an intense presence.

Even the weakest among them was a formidable warrior with a Blood Essence Value over 5.

And the aura of their leader? It rivaled Bai Zhan's own—Golden Body Stage!

An expert of the Golden Body Stage had arrived!

"Divine God Religion!"

Bai Zhan glared at the man in black, unleashing a roar akin to that of a wild beast.

Apprehension filled his eyes.

"Well, well, well, to think that an instructor from the God's Favored Camp would venture to such a forsaken place. Ah, but of course, a prodigy with golden potential has emerged among the humans. It makes sense that you would show up."

The lead black-robed figure let out a sinister chuckle, his crimson eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger.

His gaze swept over Hengcheng.

"Such a quaint Hengcheng, birthing a genius of golden potential. How extraordinary. It seems the city's millennia of fortune must have culminated in that individual."

"Such a shame, though. Today, that young one has only one path: death!"

The voice of the man in black grew chillingly cold, as a fearsome aura began to emanate from within him.

Bai Zhan bellowed with fury.

"How dare you! This is the domain of our human race, not a place for your vile ranting!"

As he spoke, a long spear materialized in Bai Zhan's grasp, its tip gleaming with an icy brilliance.

A gentle Spiritual Qi was being cultivated upon the weapon.

A Spirit Weapon!

In Bai Zhan's hand was none other than a Level One Spirit Weapon!

As an instructor of the God's Favored Camp and a Golden Body Stage powerhouse, it was only natural for him to wield such a weapon.

"Perish!"

With an enraged cry, Bai Zhan thrust his spear forward, unleashing it like a dragon, stirring up tempests as he lunged at the leader of the black-robed figures.

The newcomer stood his ground, a pitch-black greatsword appearing in his hands, black energy swirling around the blade.

"Bai Zhan, you may intimidate others, but not me!"

The man in the black robe let out a sinister laugh as he brandished his large blade, which seemed capable of slicing through anything in its path. In a flash, he was locked in combat with Bai Zhan.

While they were entangled, the other black-robed figures sprang into action. They dispersed throughout the vast expanse of Hengcheng like bats flitting through the night.

Thankfully, the Martial Artist Association was well-prepared. One by one, the Blood Refining Stage powerhouses erupted with their formidable Blood Essence Value. The crimson glow of their Blood Essence Value lit up the night like red furnaces, casting their light over the entire city.

"Kill!" bellowed a Martial Cultivator, weapon in hand, as he lunged at the black-robed followers of the Divine God Religion.

Within the Martial Artist Association, Lau Kuang stood gravely at Su Yu's side, his eyes brimming with barely contained worry.

He kept glancing at Su Yu.

"Kid, you need to wake up fast, or I won't know how to keep you safe!" Lau Kuang inwardly lamented. It wasn't the Divine God Religion he feared but his inability to protect Su Yu.

After all, Su Yu was a God's Favored with golden potential, a rarity in all of Great Xia. Such a person must not fall here!

Meanwhile, Su Yu's consciousness was adrift in the sea of his own mind.

Blinking open his eyes, he found himself surrounded by a sea of gold. It was as if he had been transported into a golden ocean.

"What is this…?" Su Yu murmured, bewildered.

Then, something caught his eye. At the far end of the golden expanse, a graceful figure stood silently, a figure that felt oddly familiar to him.

It was as if he had seen this silhouette before…

But the figure vanished quickly, replaced by a yellow stream of air that hovered silently before Su Yu's chest.

"What is this…?" Su Yu's confusion deepened.

Before he could grasp the situation, the yellow stream surged into his body. Instantly, his Blood Essence Value began to roil as if boiling, growing exponentially stronger.

"This energy… it's actually enhancing my Blood Essence Value!" Su Yu's eyes sparkled with realization.

As the energy infused his body, it amplified his Blood Essence Value, and the effects were astonishingly potent.

It was as potent as a Marrow Refining Pill.

Su Yu quickly settled into a cross-legged position atop the golden sea.

He commenced refining the pale yellow stream of air.

Outside, Lau Kuang stood guard over Su Yu in silence.

Suddenly, the room's glass shattered into dust.

Three black shadows burst forth from the void.

Each shadow radiated a formidable presence, unmistakably at the Viscera Refining Stage.

Three cultivators of the Viscera Refining Stage!

Sensing the powerful aura of his adversaries, Lau Kuang's gaze grew stern.

He, too, was merely at the Viscera Refining Stage.

The Divine God Religion's adepts fixed their eyes on Su Yu, who was meditating beside Lau Kuang, and chuckled ominously.

"Heh, I've never had the pleasure of hunting a golden prodigy. To think I'd realize that dream today."

"Ah, the bounty for slaying a golden prodigy could propel us through the Golden Body Stage, perhaps even to the Heaven Flying Stage."

The trio from the Divine God Religion seemed to dismiss Lau Kuang entirely as they conversed.

Lau Kuang, overhearing their banter, couldn't suppress a scornful laugh.

"Merely rats of the Divine God Religion, yet so bold with their words before me!"

"Seeking death!"

With a thunderous bellow, Lau Kuang unleashed a punch, a surge of Spiritual Qi and Blood Essence Value coursing through it, exuding immense power.

The Divine God Religion's experts exchanged glances and sprang into action.

"I'll hold him off. You two, take down that kid!"

One in a black robe bellowed, his Spiritual Qi flaring as he moved to strike.

The other two nodded in agreement and advanced on Su Yu.

Yet, to their bewilderment, Lau Kuang, despite being engaged, showed no sign of panic. Instead, a cryptic smile played across his lips.

As they pondered this, an aged voice echoed through the room.

"If you've come, then you shall all remain!"

Their spirits quaked, as if mice before a cat.

There, in Lau Kuang's office, stood an elder with snow-white hair, his gray robe flowing, hands clasped behind him, eyes deep and clouded.

Yet, despite his age, this elder radiated the powerful aura of someone at the pinnacle of the Viscera Refining Stage!

"Identify yourself!"

A man in a black robe cried out in alarm.

With a serene smile, the elder stroked his beard and replied,

"I am the President of the Hengcheng Martial Cultivator Association, Dong Buwei."