worse than death.It happened in the blink of an eye. The two fists collided, and with a deafening boom, sand and rocks flew everywhere. The entire mountain peak trembled as if it were about to colla...The middle-aged man was named Blood River, the king of the Blood Asura clan.

After he turned around, the other members of the Asura clan also looked over one by one, and then each of them showed an expression of ecstatic joy.

The scarlet-clad figure behind the river of blood wore a face full of glee: "Spatial fluctuations, this is someone triggering spatial ripples! "

"Hahaha, this is great! We finally found our way back."

The Blood Asura Clan had lived in this spatial turbulence for countless millennia, with countless members perishing during that time. They barely managed to survive until now, but their population has dwindled to only a hundred people.

They have broken open countless spatial rifts with their formidable power over the years, but they can only enter one space-time turbulence from another.

In this vast expanse of the cosmos, there are countless spaces, most of them uninhabited, where turbulent currents rage.

And they kept wandering, unable to find their way back.

But today was different, they actually sensed spatial fluctuations. This was the trace left behind by the human race after touching upon space.

It goes without saying that as soon as they tear through this space, they can immediately return to the fairy realm they long for.

"This is the spot, I'll mark it first!"

The Blood River figure flashed to the spot where the spatial fluctuation had just occurred. With a wave of his hand, he left behind a streak of bloody red light, which shone brilliantly in the darkness.

"Everyone, make haste and recover your strength. In three days' time, we shall break through this spatial barrier and return to the Immortal Realm!"

After drifting through space for so many years, with their current strength, it would be extremely difficult to tear apart the spatial barrier. They would have to accumulate power and work together as one.

These people, receiving orders from the Asura King, each sat cross-legged in mid-air, running their cultivation techniques to restore their strength, aiming to reach peak condition.

Three days later, Xue He opened his eyes first, a blood-red light flashing in them.

"Are you all ready"

"My Lord Asura, everything is ready!"

All the Asura in attendance responded in unison, each with an expression of immense excitement.

Having drifted in space for an untold number of millennia, he had grown weary of it all and longed to return to the fairy realm immediately.

"Alright, let's do this. This is it!"

Xue He finished speaking and took out a blood-colored longsword that was several feet long. He held the hilt with both hands and stood before the bloody mark he had made earlier.

Behind him, nine men in red robes stood in a line, each with four golden blood-red lines on their foreheads. They pressed their palms against each other's backs.

Another twenty followed, each with three golden lines on their foreheads. Then came thirty more, each with two golden lines. Lastly, there were forty individuals, each bearing a single golden line on their foreheads.

The lines on one's forehead are the symbol of strength of the Blood Asura Clan. Black is the lowest level, and its strength is comparable to that of a celestial being in the human race.

Silver is somewhat more powerful, equivalent to the Heavenly Immortals of the human race.

Over the course of so many years, both ranks of the Blood Asura clan were either swallowed by spatial turbulence or died in the mouths of space behemoths, completely vanishing.

The Golden-Veined Asura is equivalent to a Heavenly Immortal in the human race. Light gold is comparable to a Heavenly King, gold is comparable to a Celestial Lord, crimson gold is comparable to a Heavenly Venerable, and purple gold is comparable to a Heavenly Emperor.

Each color is divided into four grades. One golden line is equivalent to the early stage of a fairy king, and so on. Four pale gold lines are equivalent to the peak of a fairy king.

Now they lined up in a hundred-man long queue, wielding the secret arts of the Blood Asura clan. They could concentrate everyone's power on one person for a short time.

For so many years, tearing apart space has relied on this method. Otherwise, with only one person's strength, it would be impossible to shake the spatial barrier.

Blood River, infused with the blood qi of his tribe, instantly surged with a crimson glow. The four golden lines on his forehead twisted and writhed ceaselessly, as if alive.

Then, he roared with fury.

"Tear it apart!"

The long sword in his hand slashed out, releasing a terrifying aura. A blade glow hundreds of meters long appeared in the fragmented darkness.

Immediately after, a violent tremor shook the air. A gaping chasm, roughly ten zhang wide, was abruptly torn open in the space before him.

As space was torn open, a rich surge of spiritual energy swept across the land.

"The Immortal Realm, it really is the Immortal Realm, we finally found our way back!"

Each member of the Blood Asura clan wore expressions of ecstatic joy. In the past, every time they broke open a space, all they encountered was silence and death.

There was no sign of anger, let alone any spirit.

"Celestial Realm, despicable human race, you wait for us! The Asura clan has returned, to offer your delicious blood as a sacrifice!"

Although ecstatic, the Blood Asura Clan had accumulated countless experiences over the years of shuttling through space.

At the moment the gap appeared, one by one they rushed in at lightning speed.

A hundred figures of the Blood Asura vanished, and the spatial rift slowly closed. Everything returned to its previous calm.

And the Liuguang Sword Sect's mountain gate was right where Emperor Donghua had used the Spatial Blade to escape just before.

A colossal crack suddenly appeared, followed by a hundred menacing red-clothed figures surging out.

It turns out that everything was destined. The Space Fluctuations detected by King Asura and his men were actually caused by the Spatial Blade used by Emperor Donghua before.

The Space Blade is most adept at cutting through space. It helped the Eastern Hua Immortal King escape while also guiding the Asura Clan in the right direction.

"Haha, we're finally back!"

Both feet finally touched solid ground, and with the Asura King leading the way, all one hundred of them burst into laughter.

Each and every one of them, due to excessive excitement, had distorted expressions, looking extremely ferocious.

"The Immortal Realm, the Human Race, we're back! Even in death, we'll drag you down with us!"

Blood River's eyes were bloodshot, his whole body exuding murderous aura, resentment reaching the heavens.

They, the Blood Asura clan, were once banished to the spatial turbulence by powerful human warriors. They have suffered countless hardships over the years.

At the beginning, it was still possible to reproduce. However, dangers lurked everywhere in the chaotic spatial currents, and one could lose their life with a single misstep.

As time passed, the first generation of exiled Blood Asuras had all burned through their lifespans and fallen in the void.

These people are descendants of those who proliferated later. Due to the extremely harsh environment, the tribe's population has dwindled, and there are fewer and fewer women.

By now, there are only a hundred of them left, all powerful men, and their strength has been significantly weakened. They are all Blood Asuras of their level.

If this continues, it will inevitably lead to the annihilation of our clan.

It was at this very moment that they found their way back. The resentment and murderous intent that had accumulated for tens of thousands of years burst forth instantly.

"Kill kill kill... I will slaughter all humans, I will avenge my ancestors!"

To be precise, all one hundred people present are descendants of the Blood Asura clan.

They had never actually lived in the fairy realm before, everything was based on what their ancestors told them.

Although they have never met the Human race, years of suffering have filled their hearts with hatred and murderous intent towards the Humans who banished their ancestors.

After a bout of unrestrained emotional outpouring, these people's eyes darted around and landed on the distant mountain gate of the Liuguangjianzong.

A man in red pointed with his finger: “King Asura, over there seems to be the legendary human!”

The Asura King's blood river eyes glared fiercely at the mountain gate, his entire body filled with murderous intent.

"I will crush them, no matter if they are human or not, no matter where they come from!"

At this moment, all he felt was hatred and murderous intent. He didn't care about the other party's strength or whether they were the powerful figure who had banished his ancestors years ago.

Even if I die here, it would be a hundred times better than enduring endless torment in the spatial currents.

"Kill!"

One hundred members of the Blood Asura Clan roared with earth-shattering fury, charging together towards the mountain gate of the LiuGuang Sword Sect.med with emotion, Wei Wenting couldn't help but shed tears.Ye Bufan asked, "Dean Wei, are there any other hidden details to what happened back then"Wei Wutong called out guiltily: “It’s all because of...