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At this moment, it has been exactly six days since Morren challenged Xiao Zheng to a duel.

In another day, this century duel will unfold.

Yet within the Netherworld King Temple’s underground palace, Morren is still in seclusion.

Just as Xiao Zheng had speculated before, he indeed suffered serious injuries in the battle with Hades. Although not as severe as Lancelot and Noah, it still greatly reduced his strength.

To win this challenge, Morren decided to use the power of the Ancestor Blood Pool to help heal his injuries.

The Ancestor Blood Pool can be considered the Blood Clan’s greatest secret.

It is filled with Ancestor Blood Essence, which not only ensures the eternity of one’s soul but also grants the Blood Clan immense power. However, obtaining such immortality and power comes at a price.

To gain immortality, one must sacrifice freedom.

Just as Morren and others had been previously confined in the blood pool, unable to leave even a step away.

As for obtaining power, the price is somewhat smaller.

It merely requires sacrificing ten years of life to achieve a breakthrough.

For the Blood Clan’s long lifespan, a mere ten years is negligible. Morren intended to rely on this method to give himself a better chance of survival in the upcoming battle.

After all, in the previous fight with Hades, he relied on the strengths of Lancelot and Noah to thrust Hades into the Frozen Cave, a victory by sheer luck. However, in the forthcoming battle with Xiao Zheng, he finds himself without allies.

After all, Lancelot and Noah are seriously injured, and even their souls are wounded. Reviving them will depend on fate.

To avoid losing this century duel, Morren hopes to leverage the power of the Ancestor Blood Pool to achieve a breakthrough before the final battle arrives.

Ideally, he wants to return to the Supreme Realm.

As long as Morren can return to the Supreme Realm, even if only at the initial stage, he would have a definite chance of victory. Last time when Xiao Zheng went to the Netherworld King Temple to face Hades, Morren had already discerned that Xiao Zheng’s strength was only at the Half-step Supreme level.

If Morren can break through to the Supreme Realm within these seven days, he will have secured an unbeatable position in the battle.

The seventh day.

These entire seven days have felt excruciatingly long to the people.

Finally, the day of the final battle has arrived, and everyone is excited.

Even though they don’t know the precise location of the battle, it doesn’t diminish its significance in their hearts.

Within the Temple Underground Palace.

Morren slowly awoke.

The moment he opened his eyes, a strange red glow flashed across his gaze. Combined with the blood pool and demon statue behind him, the scene was incredibly eerie.

"What a pity."

"If I had another seven days, I could have broken through to the Supreme Realm."

"Alas, time is not on my side."

"However, even though I’ve only reached the Half-step Supreme level, combined with my various means, it should be enough to slay the Evil God."

"It’s time to go."

Morren’s lips curled into a slight, cold smile.

He then glanced back in the direction of the blood pool, where two figures could be seen floating. On closer inspection, those figures were indeed Lancelot and Noah.

Their bodies had been restored, but their souls had yet to awaken.

After giving them a glance, Morren turned and left the underground palace. With Lancelot and Noah still unconscious, unable to assist him, he could only rely on himself to win this battle.

Upon leaving the underground palace, he returned to the temple.

The place seemed even emptier than before.

The nine Priests who swore loyalty to Hades had all died by Morren’s hands, and he had slain many of the temple’s attendants. Thus, as he set off for the battle, there were few to see him off.

Fortunately, he didn’t care.

As long as he could kill Xiao Zheng and possess his body, Morren would have no regrets.

Set off!

Morren soared into the sky, disappearing in an instant...

An hour later.

Morren finally appeared within Kunlun’s realm.

Beneath him lay the towering Kunlun Mountain Range, like a slew of mighty dragons.

The scenery was majestic.

Morren felt as though he were strolling through his garden, flying toward the battleground while admiring the surroundings. It was as if he had not taken the upcoming fight seriously.

By the time he arrived at the dueling site, Xiao Zheng had already reached the spot.

The two finally met at the Top of Kunlun.

Feeling the surging energy and blood within Xiao Zheng, Morren couldn’t help but lick his lips as a gleam of greed flashed in his eyes. He could swear that Xiao Zheng’s body was infinitely better than his own.

If he could seize Xiao Zheng’s body, he would undoubtedly be able to break through to the Peak of Supreme Realm!

At that point, the entire world would fall under his domain!

"I truly look forward to it!"

Morren thought to himself with emotion.

As he stared at Xiao Zheng, slightly lost in thought, Xiao Zheng sneered and said, "Are you the former Netherworld King Morren? A wandering ghost who died decades ago, how have you come back to life?"

Upon hearing this, Morren, like an elegant noble, smiled and replied, "Young man, doesn’t your Huaxia always place great emphasis on courtesy? So why is it that all I hear from your words is rudeness and barbarism?"

"We Huaxia are indeed a nation of etiquette, but such courtesy is reserved for those who are worthy of respect," Xiao Zheng said with a smile. "Unfortunately, you evidently are not someone deserving of respect."

"Though I don’t know what methods you used to defeat Hades, I’m certain they weren’t honorable."

"So, don’t bother with your Western noble ways; it only makes you seem more disgusting."

Upon hearing these words, Morren’s expression turned momentarily awkward.

After all, Xiao Zheng wasn’t wrong; his methods of defeating Hades were indeed unscrupulous. That’s why he didn’t publicize the location of the final battle. He, too, had his pride.

If he had announced the duel’s site and drawn a large crowd to witness it.

If Xiao Zheng publicly embarrassed him like this, where could he save face?

Taking a deep breath, Morren then smiled again and said, "Whether the methods are despicable or not, there’s no point in discussing it now. History is always written by the victors."

"Don’t you Huaxia also have a saying: ’Winner takes all, loser for the fall’? I think you understand this principle better than I do."