Outside the Sky Dome Imperial City, the White Robed Demon Monarch gazed at the towering city floating in the air with furrowed brows and an iron complexion.

He had actually let a mere Martial Artist from the True Martial Realm, an ant of a being, escape from his, a majestic Demon Lord's, grasp. This was an unprecedented humiliation of the greatest magnitude.

If word of this got out, it would become a lifelong mockery for him.

"Six times, that Escape Technique, he actually managed to use it six times consecutively. That's double what I expected, how is this possible? He's just a mere ant from the True Martial Realm, how could he possibly have so much Essence Blood? This is impossible, I say, impossible even for those among the Demon Clan with the strongest innate abilities at the True Martial Realm to have so much Essence Blood."

The White Robed Demon Monarch was both shocked and enraged, his eyes filled with disbelief and his mind teeming with confusion.

He, a Monarch Level Expert, would absolutely not misjudge. Letian Zhao's Essence Blood definitely couldn't be that plentiful, therefore, he couldn't understand how Letian Zhao had managed to use the Blood Style Technique six times in a row.

"Hmph, kid, consider yourself lucky today. You'd better not let this lord encounter you again. Otherwise, you definitely won't have a second stroke of luck," the White Robed Demon Monarch unwillingly glared at the Sky Dome Imperial City for a while longer before having to give up on continuing to pursue Letian Zhao. With an extremely resentful sneer, he stepped forward and transformed into a streak of light astoundingly fast, vanishing into the distant horizon.

The Sky Dome Imperial City, with the Sky Dome Martial Emperor as well as many Monarch Level Experts holding fort, was not a place even he, a powerful Demon Lord, would dare to invade lightly.

...

At the same time, within the Sky Dome Imperial City, outside an out-of-the-way marketplace.

"Swoosh!"

A flash of blood appeared, and Letian Zhao's figure was revealed.

Having used the Blood Style Technique six times in a row, he had finally returned to the Sky Dome Imperial City both shaken and unharmed and directly arrived at this place.

His face was deathly pale at that moment; with most of his Essence Blood depleted, his breath was extremely weak.

However, a faint blood-colored light radiated from his body, filled with powerful Life Force, supporting his weakened frame with great difficulty as he stepped towards the marketplace ahead.

As it turned out, the White Robed Demon Monarch's assessment was correct. The amount of Essence Blood in Letian Zhao's body indeed wasn't enough to use the Blood Style Technique six times in a row.

However, what the White Robed Demon Monarch didn't know was that, in order to escape danger, Letian Zhao, in a moment of crisis, directly swallowed some Blood-colored Slurry from the Eternal Tree, using its powerful life force to temporarily convert into a substance similar to Essence Blood and forcefully execute the Blood Style Technique.

Even so, using the Blood Style Technique six times in a row was already his extreme limit.

Because under normal circumstances, that Blood-colored Slurry is absolutely not meant to be swallowed raw.

While it is true that the Blood-colored Slurry contains powerful Life Force, before assimilating it into one's own strength, that life force is like poison for a Martial Artist, not only failing to actively heal the Martial Artist's injuries but even causing damage to the Martial Artist's body.

Especially if one rashly consumes a large amount of the Blood-colored Slurry and fails to quickly absorb and digest the life force within, it is very likely to cause one to explode and die.

For this reason, even the Wind Roar Beast, a powerful demon beast, would only soak its young in the Blood-colored Slurry, not daring to feed it directly to them.

The amount of Blood-colored Slurry Letian Zhao consumed was not excessive, but it wasn't minor either.

If it were anyone else of the same level, they might have exploded and perished by now.

Fortunately, Letian Zhao's Physical Strength was exceptionally strong. He was incomparable even to the same-tier demon beasts and thus barely withstood it.

Still, even so, the substantial Life Force remaining within his body continued to rampage destructively through his meridians, causing him indescribable suffering.

"I must find a way to force that life force out quickly, otherwise, if too much time passes, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on."

Zhao Letian muttered to himself in his heart, enduring the agony inside him, clenching his teeth tightly as he walked step by step towards the market ahead.

Although he had escaped the pursuit of the White Robed Demon Monarch, he was not yet completely safe. If he did not promptly resolve the hidden danger within him, he could still meet his demise today.

"Halt, hand over your storage ring, or die."

Just then, three figures suddenly burst out from a dark corner and blocked Zhao Letian's path, with the leader, a man in a black robe, directly sneering coldly.

"High-level Sect Martial Realm?"

Zhao Letian was startled, focusing his gaze and frowning involuntarily.

It was truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly. Having just escaped the tiger's den, only to run into a pack of wolves.

Ordinarily, these three robbers from the High-level Sect Martial Realm would not be a threat to Zhao Letian, who possessed the Ghost King Stele.

He could easily deal with these three robbers by summoning the three ferocious ghosts.

However, currently, with a significant loss of Essence Blood, he was at his weakest. If he were to further expend Essence Blood to summon those three ghosts, he might as well faint on the spot.

What's more important is that those three ferocious ghosts may very well take advantage of his weakness to turn against him, and therefore, summoning them might not only fail to help Zhao Letian but could even exacerbate his situation.

As for summoning the Corpse Ape to fight, that would probably not work either.

Because the three did not attempt to conceal their auras, Zhao Letian had seen through their cultivation levels at a glance.

The leader was of the Sect Martial Ninth Realm, and the other two were both strong practitioners of the Sect Martial Eighth Realm.

The Corpse Ape had decent strength but was only at the Sect Martial Seventh Realm. Facing these three simultaneously, it likely wouldn't stand a chance.

"Senior sirs, being mighty High-level Sect Martial Realm practitioners, why bother troubling me, a mere ant from the True Martial Realm? Surely my humble belongings wouldn't catch the eye of such esteemed predecessors, right?"

Zhao Letian's thoughts raced as he showed weakness and said with a wry smile.

"Heh, even a small mosquito is still meat. Since you've encountered the Sky Dome Trio, consider it your bad luck. But rest assured, we do have some principles. As High-level Sect Martial Realm experts, we disdain to bully a junior from the True Martial Realm. Just obediently hand over the storage ring, and we can spare your life."

One of the bald men replied with a cold sneer.

"So, there's no room for negotiation?"

Zhao Letian forced a helpless smile.

"Hmph, you're just an insignificant ant from the True Martial Realm, and you still fancy negotiating with us? Who gave you the courage? It seems you're courting death!"

The lead man in the black robe's expression turned stern as he said coldly.

"Courting death? That's right, but it's not me who will, it's you!"

Zhao Letian's expression turned solemn, a cold murderous intent gleamed in his eyes as he flipped his hand to take out the Ghost King Stele and directly sprayed a mouthful of Essence Blood onto it.