socalfunplaces Chapter 1027: Hope
Chapter 1027: Hope
The battlefield had fallen utterly silent.
Not a single explosion echoed anymore.
Not a single scream remained.
The giant crimson beams that had been descending from the Bleeding Moon itself hung motionless in the sky like frozen rivers of blood. Broken stones floated midair without falling. Even the countless streams of Blood Qi raging through the sect had become perfectly still.
Everything had stopped.
Every cultivator on the battlefield stared in disbelief, their minds struggling to comprehend what had just happened. The sudden stillness felt even more terrifying than the slaughter moments ago.
Han Yu stood frozen as well, his body still positioned protectively before Xuan Qing. The crimson beam remained barely an inch away from his face and yet it no longer moved forward.
It simply hung there motionless.
His heartbeat thundered loudly in his ears.
Then slowly...
Everyone turned their eyes toward the sky.
Toward the source of that single word.
A strange man stood there calmly in black robes, as though the horrifying battlefield beneath him was merely some minor inconvenience. The small red cat remained resting lazily upon his shoulder while its tail swayed gently.
The sight looked absurd.
An unknown man.
A cat.
And yet the entire battlefield had stopped because of him.
Patriarch Hong Tianyue himself looked stunned.
The man had lived over two thousand years. He had experienced ancient ruins, terrifying inheritances, spatial realms and countless strange techniques throughout his life.
But this...
This surpassed everything.
At first he could not even understand what had happened.
Then finally his mind grasped the truth.
His pupils contracted violently.
"A Spatial Skill?" he muttered.
The Patriarch’s voice trembled faintly.
"Of this level?"
He stared at the frozen battlefield around him.
Everything had been halted perfectly.
Not destroyed.
Not suppressed roughly.
Stopped.
Every beam.
Every particle.
Every fluctuation of energy.
Even the awakened Bleeding Moon itself had frozen.
The precision required for such a feat bordered on insanity. Even Formation Grandmasters could not achieve something like this so casually. Then suddenly another thought surfaced in Hong Tianyue’s mind.
A horrifying thought.
"Spatial Master..." he whispered.
The words immediately caused several nearby Peak Heads to pale.
In the Violet Eve World, Spatial Masters existed only in legends.
They were myths.
Across the recorded history of the world, fewer than three had ever truly appeared. The last confirmed Spatial Master had existed over fifty thousand years ago.
And every single one had been a terrifying existence capable of reshaping entire regions with a wave of their hand. No one dared offend them, not kingdoms, not ancient clans, not even monstrous sects like the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect.
After all...
It was a Spatial Cultivator who had sealed the entire Blood Continent long ago.
Even the Blood Sect feared such beings instinctively.
And now one had appeared here.
At this moment.
Patriarch Hong Tianyue’s heart finally began feeling genuine fear.
Meanwhile, Lin Mu simply stood in the skies quietly while observing the battlefield beneath him. His gaze swept across the ruined sect, across the corpses, across the rivers of blood, and across the shattered mountains.
Then he finally spoke.
"This has gone far beyond the limits."
His voice was calm.
Yet it echoed clearly across the entire sect as though spoken directly beside every person’s ear. No one dared interrupt him, no one even dared breathe loudly. Then Lin Mu looked toward the small red cat resting on his shoulder.
"Shrubby," he said gently. "Gather the injured."
"Meow!"
The cat replied lazily.
Han Yu heard the sound and instantly remembered the terrifying soul he had seen hidden inside the seemingly adorable creature back in Blooming Lily City.
And sure enough...
The next moment stunned the entire battlefield.
The small cat leaped upward from Lin Mu’s shoulder.
Then its body began growing.
Rapidly.
Violently.
Its soft crimson fur darkened slightly while black tiger like stripes spread across its massive body. A blazing mane erupted around its neck while leaf shaped patterns appeared behind its ears.
Thunderbolt like markings coiled around its legs.
Its size continued increasing until it towered nearly ten meters tall in the skies.
Then the beast opened its mouth.
ROOOOOOAR!
The roar shook heaven and earth.
Every cultivator present felt their souls tremble violently. The aura radiating from the transformed beast completely eclipsed everything they had experienced before. Even Patriarch Hong Tianyue widened his eyes.
"What is this power..." he muttered in disbelief.
At first he thought it might be Immortal Ascension realm.
Then he immediately rejected that thought.
No.
This aura surpassed Immortal Ascension realm entirely.
And this was merely...
A pet.
The realization nearly shattered the Patriarch’s composure.
If even the cat possessed such terrifying strength...
Then what kind of existence was Lin Mu himself?
The battlefield remained silent in utter disbelief.
Then suddenly the giant beast disappeared.
Or rather... It moved too quickly.
WHOOSH
A red blur flashed across the battlefield at impossible speed. No one could track it properly. By the time someone noticed the red streak, it had already crossed half the sect.
Han Yu’s eyes widened.
The beast moved faster than his spirit sense could follow. And something even stranger began happening. Every injured cultivator within the red blur’s path disappeared, one by one.
Both allies and Blood Sect members alike vanished from where they lay wounded.
At first people thought the beast was devouring them, but then they finally noticed something.
The injured cultivators were reappearing elsewhere.
A large flat training ground near the center of the sect rapidly filled with wounded people as the beast relocated them continuously. The speed was absurd as just within only two minutes... Every injured person across the battlefield had been gathered there.
Allies.
Blood Sect members.
Even enemies who had been trying to kill each other moments ago now lay beside one another in stunned silence. And not a single person dared move for fear gripped everyone present.
The existence that had just appeared stood beyond their understanding entirely.
Han Yu slowly lowered his hands while staring at the skies. His breathing remained uneven from the near death experience moments ago. Yet his eyes remained fixed upon Lin Mu.
"Lin Mu..." Han Yu muttered softly. "He really appeared."
Nearby Qing Luan still looked shaken while helping Xuan Qing stand properly.
Madam Cold Fang narrowed her eyes at the black robed man in the distance. Even someone as powerful as her now felt tiny before him. Wu Shuan swallowed nervously. Senior Brother Duan looked pale.
No one understood what was happening anymore.
The terrifying awakened Bleeding Moon had frozen.
The battlefield had stopped.
An immortal had appeared openly before the entire sect.
And now even the Patriarch himself no longer seemed like the most powerful existence present. Above the battlefield, Lin Mu calmly glanced upward toward the giant crimson eye within the cracked moon.
The Bleeding Moon stared back at him silently.
For the first time since its awakening... The ancient eye seemed wary.