Abyssal Sovereign: The Demon's Dominion

Chapter 326 - 325: A drop of blood, fate reacting

The auction hall trembled with anticipation.One bloodline after another was revealed, each more terrifying than the last. Ancient beasts. Fallen gods. Celestial progenitors. Bloodlines that carried the weight of extinct races and forgotten epochs surged onto the stage, their auras shaking the very fabric of space.

Immortals lost their composure.

Sect Masters clenched their fists, eyes bloodshot with desire. Immortal Kings stood halfway from their seats, breathing heavily as bidding wars erupted, numbers climbing to absurd heights in the blink of an eye. Entire star systems were offered. Lifelong inheritances were gambled away without hesitation.

Yet Liu Fan remained unmoved.

Void noticed it immediately.

Too calm.

Too uninterested.

Each bloodline passed, and Liu Fan merely observed, expression neutral. They were powerful, yes, but incompatible. Either too pure, too violent, or simply… wrong. His cultivation path demanded something precise, something that resonated rather than conflicted.

Void watched silently, fingers tapping lightly against the armrest.

So this is where your limit lies… he mused. Let's see what truly makes you react.

Then

The air changed.

The orb hovering above the podium cracked open, releasing a thick, oppressive demonic aura that slammed into the hall like an invisible wave. Darkness seeped into the light itself, and the temperature dropped sharply as if hell had exhaled.

Gasps erupted.

Several Immortal Lords felt their hearts stutter.

The bloodline projection took form, twisting demonic runes, warped horns, and a pulsating core that radiated hunger, madness, and dominance.

The second hostess swallowed before announcing, her voice noticeably strained.

"Top-grade Demonic Bloodline."

The hall exploded.

"Demonic?!"

"A top-level one?!"

"Impossible, those are nearly extinct!"

Bids erupted instantly, far more violent than before.

Void, however, barely reacted.

Top-level, he scoffed inwardly. Barely worth remembering after all Void's bloodline is leagues above it even when several diluted Void's bloodline was at least at the Supreme level.

Among demon bloodlines, the hierarchy was absolute.

Wasted.

Low.

Middle.

High.

Top.

Peak.

Supreme.

Ancient.

Primordial.

This one sat comfortably at Top.

On any normal day, Void wouldn't even spare it a glance.

Yet

He turned his head slightly.

Liu Fan was no longer calm.

His eyes shimmered.

Not greed.

Not madness.

Recognition.

Void smiled faintly.

So that's it, this is what awakens your greed, this is what you crave ?

Liu Fan's breathing had unconsciously quickened. His blood stirred in response, his cultivation manual resonating faintly, as if calling out to that demonic origin. It wasn't perfect but it was compatible. Far more than anything shown before.

Void leaned back.

How far can you go with this, I wonder?..., Void's curiosity was aroused as a light grin formed on his lips.

The bidding escalated into chaos.

Immortal Stones poured like rain. Treasuries emptied. Alliances were formed and broken within seconds. Even Immortal Emperors joined in, their expressions dark and serious.

Liu Fan clenched his fists.

He wanted it.

But he knew the truth.

He couldn't afford it.

Void sensed the hesitation, the conflict gnawing at him.

How troublesome.

He exhaled softly.

Then lifted his finger.

A sharp sting.

A single drop of blood seeped out.

At first glance, it was ordinary. Crimson. Unremarkable.

Yet as it floated into the air, suspended before him, the hall fell silent.

Not because it radiated pressure.

But because it didn't.

And that was what terrified them.

The blood was… confusing.

The more one tried to perceive it, the more contradictory it became. It felt familiar yet alien, ancient yet newborn, weak yet boundlessly deep. Divine senses slipped off it like water, unable to grasp its nature.

Void spoke calmly.

"How about this?"

Silence.

Even the bidding screens froze.

The second hostess stared, her lips trembling.

"Th-this… this is—"

Before she could finish, footsteps echoed.

Chu Su stepped onto the stage.

The veil still covered her face, but the shift in her aura was unmistakable. Sharp. Focused. Alert.

"May I examine it?" she asked, her voice controlled, yet tight.

Void nodded.

The drop of blood drifted gently into Chu Su's palm.

The instant it touched her skin

Her eyes widened.

Her breath caught.

For the first time since she appeared, her composure cracked.

This… what is this…?

Her sword intent trembled violently, instincts screaming danger, reverence, and annihilation all at once. The blood felt chaotic, boundless, as if it did not belong to any known order of existence.

Chu Su closed her fingers slowly.

Then she looked up.

"I apologize," she said solemnly, voice ringing through the hall, "but the value of this blood… exceeds everything in this auction house combined."

The hall erupted.

"What?!"

"Impossible!"

"That drop is worth more than all of this?!"

Chu Su turned and gestured toward the demonic bloodline.

"For that item," she said respectfully, "this trade is accepted."

Then she hesitated… and added, "Furthermore, if this guest desires another item afterward, it will also be granted."

Void nodded calmly.

He glanced at Liu Fan.

"Choose."

Liu Fan's heart slammed against his chest.

Another one?

Anything?

He bowed deeply, eyes burning with gratitude and determination, then turned back toward the stage, scanning the remaining offerings with renewed focus.

Void leaned back once more.

She recognized its value… but not its origin.

Interesting.

Either she truly didn't know.

Or she was terrifyingly good at hiding it.

The auction continued.

Cultivation resources followed,rare herbs, forbidden elixirs, world-grade materials. Liu Fan selected what he needed carefully, his confidence renewed.

Eventually, the auction came to an end.

Void and Liu Fan departed quietly.

But the ripples remained.

Across realms, Immortal Gods, Emperors, Saints, and hidden old monsters mobilized.

Information was demanded.

Who was that man?

What was that blood?

And where did he come from?

Back within the auction house

Chu Su stood in a sealed chamber.

Ariya joined her, eyes locked onto the blood sealed within multiple formations.

They studied it.

Again and again.

Nothing.

No origin. No law. No clear rank.

Just chaos… and terrifying depth.

Finally, Ariya frowned.

"This blood," she said slowly, "it's likely from a being… above Rank 3."

Chu Su stiffened.

Above Rank 3?

Her grip tightened.

Was it that guest's blood?

Or had the guest merely obtained it from somewhere else?

She didn't know.

But one thing was certain.

She carefully sealed the blood away.

"When we meet Master again," Chu Su said quietly, "I'll show this to her."

Somewhere far away

Void smiled faintly.

And fate twisted, ever so slightly.

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Cough cough...

Who remembers the name of chu su and ariya master ?