Chapter 832: Man

At the other end.

The Void Heaven.

The face of the Hundred Refinements Dao Lord was utterly grim.

Just moments ago, he had been fighting alongside several other Dao Lords of the Outer Heaven against the Outworld Demons.

But as the battle raged, an inexplicable force dragged him into the Void Heaven, where he was now surrounded by three Outworld Demons.

“How is this possible?!”

Only see.

Before his eyes, three Outworld Demons were slowly fading in form.

The next instant.

Those three Outworld Demons sprouted blue scales, resembling deer and horses, their faces unmistakably those of dragons!!

“It’s that Immortal.”

The Hundred Refinements Dao Lord quickly understood.

He was a Dao Lord—who else could drag him into the Void Heaven? Only that Immortal had done it.

How could one so easily take something belonging to an Immortal?

The Hundred Refinements Dao Lord forced himself to remain calm.

Though the three Outworld Demons before him were all Dao Lords, he must not forget: his Dao Fruit was forged in the path of artifact refinement, and he possessed countless Mystic Treasures. If it came to killing power, many surpassed him—but as for survival, he was truly formidable.

As is well known.

A Dao Lord with a Dao Fruit is exceedingly hard to kill.

Most Dao Lords perish only when their lifespan runs out.

Yet just as the Hundred Refinements Dao Lord was about to summon his Mystic Treasures, shatter the void, and escape the Void Heaven—

Fear spread from his pupils.

He looked down in disbelief at his dantian, whispering: “The Dao Seed… gone?”

Yes.

His purple palace was utterly empty—there was not a trace of the Dao Seed left!

The Hundred Refinements Dao Lord trembled uncontrollably.

‘Is this the power of an Immortal?’

A Dao Lord is the Heavenly Dao’s representative on earth; an Immortal stands equal to the Heavenly Dao itself.

Who could have imagined?

A single thought could directly strip away his Dao Fruit.

Unthinkable—utterly unthinkable.

No!

The Hundred Refinements Dao Lord quickly realized: his Dao Fruit had not been stolen—it was the portion of the Dao within the Heavenly Dao itself that had been utterly erased by some overwhelming force!

Defend?

How could he defend?

He felt only helplessness.

Without his Dao Fruit, how could he possibly fight these Outworld Demons?

The Hundred Refinements Dao Lord now wore an expression of dawning realization.

The Red Dust Immortal of the Northern Sea didn’t want the Ascension Platform opened—how could a Dao Lord with such ordinary background even open it?

He wanted a blood sacrifice upon the Ascension Platform!

And he was the offering.

“The Hundred Refinements Artifact?”

“The Hundred Refinements Dao Lord has perished!!”

Li Rui stared at the falling Dao Fruit and drew a sharp breath.

Dao Fruit cannot be faked—the Void Boat had shattered; he’d assumed the Hundred Refinements Dao Lord was merely wounded, but now he saw: the man was dead outright.

Something is wrong.

Something is very wrong.

As is well known, Dao Lords do not perish easily—they usually die only when their lifespan ends. To kill a Dao Lord, one must use Dao Wounds to erode their lifespan. But the Hundred Refinements Dao Lord had only just entered the Dao Lord realm—who could possibly erode such profound longevity?

Moreover,

the Hundred Refinements Dao Lord had attained his realm in the Outer Heaven.

It concerned the fate of both realms.

Now that he has perished, the Outworld Demons’ fate will surge back and overwhelm us.

Danger!

And at that moment,

the Southern Heavenly Gate within his Immortal Court emitted a low hum.

“Is it that Red Dust Immortal?”

Li Rui narrowed his eyes slightly.

Dao Lords are hard to kill—but if an Immortal strikes, it is not difficult.

‘It seems the Hundred Refinements Dao Lord’s boon and rapid formation of his Dao Fruit were both tied to that Red Dust Immortal.’

How difficult is it to become a Dao Lord?

The Hundred Refinements Dao Lord’s path was too smooth—he was being guided.

But why guide him?

Naturally, to reap the harvest.