Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast

Chapter 284: The Arrogant Bodyguard, the Descent of the Blood God, the Clash of Domains (II)

The concert continued. Downstage, the bored Li Daoyi couldn't help but feel a bit envious as he watched Chen Chu moving around on stage.

This guy was not only handsome but was also in the spotlight today. With his antics of constantly blocking the camera, he was sure to be the headline news in East Xia's entertainment circle tomorrow.

However, unlike their relaxed demeanor, back in the concert control room, Bai Yunfeng's eyes narrowed upon receiving Chen Chu's message. "So impatient, are they?"

A young man was playing games on his laptop in the corner where Bai Yunfeng turned her head toward him, speaking in a serious voice. "Xiao Long, check the identity and recent activities of the woman in column 170, row 55 on the first tier."

"Got it, Director Bai."

Soon, the woman's information was pulled up.

Zhang Tian, from Longshan City on the East Xia border, twenty-five years old, with family assets worth tens of millions and a company that primarily engaged in international trade.

She had once cultivated but had very poor talent, officially registered as a Second Heavenly Realm cultivator. As the manager of her family's company, Zhang Tian had gone to the Yueshan Nation for business a week ago and returned without any issues. Her identity appeared clean.

"Just in the Second Heavenly Realm, but she recently went to Yueshan," Bai Yunfeng mused. "Xiao Long, send her information to the Federation's Intelligence Department. Check what she did and who she interacted with in Yueshan, and closely monitor those contacts."

"Understood."

The concert had reached the late-stage interactive segment. Yan Ruoyi, surrounded by a group of dancers, walked off the stage. Li Long and the other professional bodyguards instantly became alert, quickly surrounding her.

"Ruoyi, Ruoyi..."

Many people left their seats and crowded around the barriers, excitedly reaching out to shake hands with Yan Ruoyi as she descended from the stage.

Holding a microphone in her left hand, Yan Ruoyi's face, covered in sweat, radiated a bright smile. She extended her right hand to interact with the fans.

At that moment, however, the bodyguard in the black suit once again stepped between her and the crowd.

Chen Chu, wearing sunglasses, looked extremely stern. He lowered his head slightly and whispered to Yan Ruoyi, "Something's not right. Keep a bit of distance from the barrier."

Yan Ruoyi's eyes flickered slightly, but her smile remained unchanged. "Everyone, please don't push, stay safe, and be careful..."

As she spoke, she continued waving to the fans but instinctively stepped back, maintaining a two-meter distance, with Chen Chu standing between her and the crowd.

Among the excited and crowded fans, the woman named Zhang Tian was also shouting enthusiastically. The segment of shaking hands with fans around the stage ended quickly due to Chen Chu's intervention, and countless murderous glares were cast at him.

"Boohoo! My only chance to get close to my goddess was ruined by that damn bodyguard."

"Yeah, that bastard."

"Guys, let's find out this guy's real identity after the concert and expose him online."

"Yeah, let's do it. He's too arrogant."

The concert continued, and after more than two hours, it finally reached its conclusion.

Amid the calls for "One more song, one more song," Yan Ruoyi softly spoke into the microphone. "Thank you all for listening and enjoying this wonderful time with me. I am very happy today. Although the concert will end, the songs in our hearts will last forever.

"To avoid crowding, please, friends in the back rows, leave slowly. I will stand on stage watching until the last person leaves the stadium..."

Under Yan Ruoyi's watchful eyes, tens of thousands of reluctant fans gradually left through various passages. It took almost half an hour for everyone to exit.

One person remained. In the middle of a corridor a few dozen meters away from the stage, Zhang Tian stood with her eyes closed, smiling and swaying to the soothing departure music.

Her audience consisted of Yan Ruoyi on the stage, the dancers, and Bai Yunfeng and her assistant Xu Xiaoqi who had come out from backstage, along with the bodyguards Chen Chu, Li Daoyi, and Li Long.

By now, even the dullest person could see that something was wrong with Zhang Tian, let alone the professional bodyguards like Li Long, whose expressions had become solemn.

"Be careful."

"There's something wrong with her."

A dozen bodyguards quickly rushed onto the stage, surrounding Yan Ruoyi. Faint glimmers of black and blue light emanated from their bodies as their true power circulated.

At that moment, Zhang Tian slowly stopped and looked at Yan Ruoyi on the stage, a smile appearing on her face. "Sorry, I haven't felt the atmosphere of music for many years. I got a bit carried away. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Akunus."

"Akunus!"

Instantly, Chen Chu and Li Daoyi's expressions tightened.

The name carried immense weight. Decades ago, during the era of darkness and chaos, Akunus had directly caused the deaths of millions of humans, with tens of millions more dying indirectly because of him. His reputation as the Nine-Headed Blood Python Akunus was forged with the blood and souls of countless victims.

Chen Chu's brow furrowed. Despite his perception, the aura emanating from this woman was still at the Second Heavenly Realm, leaving him somewhat disappointed.

It was just a mere projection of consciousness.

Li Daoyi also realized this and shook his head. "That startled me. Turns out it's just a projection. How boring."

The bodyguards and dancers looked confused. To ordinary people and common cultivators, demon cultists were a distant threat, let alone the name of the Blood Cult's highest deity.

Yan Ruoyi calmly spoke. "Akunus, you're a well-known figure. Yet you come to see a mere mortal like me and still hide your true form. Don't you find that disgraceful?"

Zhang Tian displayed a peculiar expression. "You are an ordinary person, but those around you are not." She glanced at Chen Chu and Li Daoyi.

"Today, I'm merely here to say hello and inform you that I am about to reclaim what is rightfully mine."

Boom!

A dazzling blood-red light exploded from Zhang Tian, turning everything it touched into a sea of blood. Within it, countless wailing ghosts struggled and writhed.

The abominable scene made Li Long and the others' faces fill with horror. Under the oppressive and evil aura, they instinctively trembled in fear.

At that moment, Chen Chu, wearing sunglasses, flashed twenty meters to the edge of the stage, a red light shining from his forehead.

Boom!

In an instant, a similar red light exploded from Chen Chu, forming another hell filled with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Countless ferocious mutated beasts roared madly as the ground burned.

Boom!

Infused with the power of consciousness, the two hellish blood seas collided, causing the air to vibrate and explode with rings of white shock waves. Under the powerful impact, the surrounding chairs were shattered and flung away, crashing to the ground with a series of clanging noises.

Unlike the endless sea of blood and corpses, Chen Chu's domain projection featured shattered earth, burning lava, and streams of crimson blood merging with flames.

In the midst of these two hellish landscapes, the two figures at the center were enveloped in invisible yet fearsome auras, resembling demon gods from the depths of hell.

The sight left everyone stunned, especially Yan Ruoyi's beautiful backup dancers, who couldn't believe that the usually quiet, bookish, and handsome young man sitting in the corner could be so terrifying.

As the projections of their domains clashed continuously, blood began to trickle from Zhang Tian's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, her face growing increasingly pale. As a low-level cultivator, she couldn't bear the will of a king.

Boom!

Suddenly, the sea of blood shattered, and Zhang Tian spat out a mouthful of blood. She staggered back several steps, barely managing to stay upright.

Gazing at Chen Chu, still enveloped in his hell of blood at the edge of the stage, a deep voice emerged from Zhang Tian's mouth.

"To be able to shatter the projection of my will with such power at your age, you are indeed worthy of letting me know your name."

"Is that so," Chen Chu replied calmly.

"My projection is about to dissipate. Tell me, mortal, what is your name?"

Chen Chu replied indifferently, "There's no harm in telling you. I am known as Chu Batian of the Military Secret Martial Arts Academy."

"Chu Batian! It's you. Aren't you supposed to be at Tianlong Academy..." Zhang Tian's face showed sudden astonishment.

At that moment, the dreadful aura of will emanating from Zhang Tian abruptly collapsed. Her essence had burnt out completely, and she fell to the ground with a thud, instantly dead.

Seeing this, Chen Chu willed the sea of corpses and blood to converge toward him, finally disappearing into the blood mark rune on his forehead.

The entire venue fell silent.

The bodyguards, including Li Long, swallowed nervously, relieved that they hadn't provoked Chen Chu when they had first met.

After the fear came shock and admiration. It was no wonder he was considered a military genius. To possess such formidable power at such a young age was truly monstrous.

Compared to the bodyguards and dancers, Yan Ruoyi and Bai Yunfeng appeared much calmer, albeit slightly surprised by Chu Batian's keen perception, and impressed by his professionalism.

Below the stage, Li Daoyi wore an envious expression.

Brother Chen really stole the show today. Especially the way those beautiful dancers are looking at him, as if they want to devour him. I'm so jealous. But wasn't it supposed to be my job to handle the enemy?