Chapter 691: The Crisis of Night

For Li Yi, this was an ordinary day.

After eating his fill as usual, he lay down in his bedroom, and the day passed—this feeling was simply perfect, for doing nothing at all, his body had advanced another step in transformation.

If this continued, within a few months, not only would his acupoints be brimming and his divine blood thickened, but he himself might even enter the Chaoyuan Realm, for after his bodily transformation, he clearly felt his rate of absorbing celestial spiritual energy had accelerated.

This indicated Li Yi's cultivation talent had also improved.

He formed the hand seal and activated the Heaven-Earth Qi Absorption Technique.

The spiritual energy in this savage world was extremely abundant and untainted; cultivating here was like training within a miraculous energy field, and as endless celestial spiritual energy surged in, the magic power within his acupoints gradually filled.

He had thought he could spend each day eating, sleeping, cultivating, and peacefully weathering this transformation period.

But tonight.

Suddenly.

While cultivating, Li Yi's soul issued a warning—something dangerous was approaching him.

Hm?

Li Yi abruptly opened his eyes, his pupils flashing with divine light; the dim bedroom instantly brightened as his body's instinctive alertness caused silver lightning arcs to flicker unconsciously around him.

"Danger? Why out of nowhere? Besides Merchant Master Xiu Xiang and Nan Shan Bo, I don't know anyone else in Beihuang City, and I haven't provoked any enemies—why would danger come near?"

He was deeply puzzled.

If this had happened while cultivating on Earth, he could understand—it was full of enemies, and someone might have been watching him.

But in this savage world, Li Yi had no enemies at all.

No.

It wasn't quite true—he did have one enemy: the man who guarded the village near the Valley of the Buried Gods.

But that village had been destroyed by disaster; even if there were enemies, they were probably all dead.

"If not my own enemy, then there's only one possibility—it's Merchant Master Xiu Xiang's enemy." Li Yi realized this immediately; as a merchant master living in Beihuang City for so many years, it was impossible not to have made a few enemies.

Yet just as he thought this.

The danger intensified again.

The next instant.

A purple divine light shone from outside the house and shot straight toward Li Yi.

"So you really mean to attack me." Li Yi reacted instantly, leaping out of the house and dodging the purple divine light.

Boom!

The next instant.

The spot where he had just stood erupted with a tremendous roar—the ground shook, the house shattered, jagged cracks spread in all directions from the ruins, each crack deep beyond sight.

Though the area of destruction was small, the power behind this blow was extraordinary—if he'd been caught even slightly, he'd be dead or gravely wounded.

"Damn, you really want to kill me." Li Yi's gaze flickered; he rode the clouds and hovered in midair, then turned toward the direction of the attack.

The attacker hadn't even bothered to hide—he stood there plainly.

He was a man nearly three meters tall, massively built, his muscles bulging like forged iron; under the starlight, they faintly reflected a metallic sheen, and across his entire body glowed intricate purple patterns.

These patterns shimmered with an extraordinary aura—ancient, noble, tyrannical, and powerful, inspiring awe.

"A warrior from the savage world?" Li Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Without doubt, the man who attacked him was a true savage warrior; the ferocious, wild aura on his body could not be imitated by anyone from other worlds, and those purple markings resembled the Dao traces woven across the bodies of great demons from the Demon God Realm.

They represented a power deep within the bloodline.

Was it divine blood?

Li Yi's mind immediately conjured this hypothesis.

In this world, divine blood warriors existed, as did many descendants and offspring of gods—these people were naturally strong, needing no cultivation; merely eating, drinking, and growing strong allowed their divine blood to make them formidable.

It was even more comfortable than gene warriors.

Gene warriors needed injections of gene serum, but divine blood warriors were born with their power.

Only in this resource-rich savage world could divine blood warriors exist.

"Who are you? Why attack me in the dead of night?" Li Yi suddenly roared, his killing intent surging; a true dragon coiled around him, a fierce tiger leapt beneath his feet, and his full Long Hu power erupted.

Though he didn't know why he'd been attacked, since the opponent had chosen to strike, he would not sit idle.

"I am Dong Chong, a divine blood warrior, commissioned by Merchant Master Lie Hou to come here tonight to kill you." The three-meter-tall giant's voice boomed like a muffled drum; he strode forward, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on Li Yi in midair.

Hearing this, Li Yi's gaze immediately shifted to another direction.

Behind the divine blood warrior Dong Chong stood another house similar to his own; in its courtyard stood a middle-aged man who resembled Xiu Xiang—a merchant master of Beihuang City.

Clearly, this merchant master had a poor relationship with Xiu Xiang, and had been watching him ever since he'd stayed at Xiu Xiang's home.

Realizing this, Li Yi sneered: "I am Da Yi, a guest of Merchant Master Xiu Xiang. You dare attack me tonight? Beware of losing your life here—I am not easily bullied, even if you are a divine blood warrior, killing you won't be hard for me."

He had the Moonbow and the Golden Crow Arrow—just one shot would kill this divine blood warrior.

"Da Yi, if you have the strength, go ahead and kill me." Dong Chong's gaze burned like fire, his expression resolute, unmoved—he radiated intense confidence.

As if he didn't believe Li Yi could defeat him, or even kill him.

"Fine. If that's how it is, what are you waiting for? Attack—I'll give you a chance to strike." Li Yi didn't immediately reveal his trump card; he wanted to fight this divine blood warrior Dong Chong and see just how strong such warriors truly were.

Seeing Li Yi say this, Dong Chong grinned, then unleashed a fierce battle aura.

To be honest, besides being commissioned by Merchant Master Lie Hou, he himself also wanted to fight Li Yi—a divine blood warrior—because battling other divine blood warriors accumulated combat experience and made him stronger.

And this tense standoff between the two was quickly noticed by other guests and servants in Merchant Master Xiu Xiang's household.

"It's Merchant Master Lie Hou's divine blood warrior—he's targeting Da Yi and plans to fight him tonight. This isn't good."

"Has our master not returned yet? This isn't something our servants can handle."

"Damn Lie Hou—he takes advantage of our master's absence to bully our honored guest! He's insulting us! Let's grab our blades and axes and go fight that merchant master!"

One guard, seeing this, was enraged, his face flushed red; he drew his great sword and gripped his battle axe, ready to charge at Lie Hou.

For this wasn't just about Li Yi—it was an insult to them all, showing no respect for their master.

"Exactly! Insult our master, and we'll exterminate his entire family!" Another powerful guest shouted, joining the guard.

"Calm down first," the old servant who had brought Li Yi his meals hurriedly said. "This is a battle between divine blood warriors—let Da Yi and his opponent settle it first. If he wins, we'll strike down Lie Hou's family; if he loses, we'll protect our guest's life until our master returns."

He urged the household guards and guests to calm down.

More than revenge, the old servant cared most for Da Yi's safety.

This honored guest's life mattered more than anything—if they failed to protect him in the heat of revenge, that would be true disgrace.

Hearing this,

the guards and guests immediately calmed down.

They realized—they should protect their master's honored guest first.

Yet even as they debated briefly,

Boom!

Another thunderous roar shattered the night's silence.

The divine blood warrior Dong Chong had moved.

He slammed his feet down hard, launching himself like an arrow—without using any magic or Dao techniques, his speed was astonishing.

The air tore open, a series of sonic booms erupted, and the ground beneath his feet sank uniformly, cracks spreading in all directions.

One could imagine the terrifying power that had surged from his iron-like body.

In an instant, Dong Chong was already before Li Yi's eyes.

A fist slammed down, purple light weaving across it; faintly, Li Yi seemed to see a god swinging a fist, ready to crush the earth and shatter the stars.

"You think I'm afraid?" Li Yi's eyes widened; his magic power flared, Long Hu power coiled around him, and he threw a punch laced with silver lightning.

It looked simple, but it channeled the full strength of this body.

His tendons and bones twisted into a single force.

Roar.

The true dragon roared, the tiger bellowed; under the release of divine power, the entire sky lit up.

Their fists collided.

Divine blood met divine blood.

The savage warrior clashed with Li Yi, the multi-disciplined evolutionist—this strike held no technique, only raw power and physique.

If your physique wasn't strong enough, this punch alone would shatter your arm and crack your body.

"Hm?"

At this moment, the divine blood warrior Dong Chong's expression changed slightly—he felt how terrifying this Da Yi's power was; no, not just terrifying, but far more precisely controlled.

This power seemed to coalesce into an invincible spear, trying to pierce through his fist and tear open his body.

Suddenly, he even felt he might lose.

(End of Chapter)