Comprehension Ability: I Come From the Great Emperor Family-Chapter 142 - 136: Demonic Cult! Blood Lake! Heart Wheel!

Chapter 142: Chapter 136: Demonic Cult! Blood Lake! Heart Wheel!

Southern Region, at the edge of a towering mountain range.

"Hurry! Faster! If we delay Master Mingzi’s great plan, we’ll all be dead!"

"We’re still short five hundred mortals’ fresh blood! Go to the nearby villages and kill another batch!"

"Almost there, the geocentric imprint is about to solidify and appear..."

More than a hundred disciples of the demonic sect, dressed in black and concealing their faces, gathered at this place.

In front of them, overwhelming bloodthirsty aura filled the air, with thousands of mortal corpses lying flat.

The flowing blood formed a blood lake, emanating an overwhelming stench of blood.

"Lord Deception Flame, isn’t our movement a bit too conspicuous?"

"The Su family is searching for us all over the place, if we’re discovered, it’s over."

One of the demonic sect disciples kept glancing around, speaking anxiously.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of?"

Deception Flame sneered and said, "This place has been enchanted by Master Mingzi, even if the Great Saint passed by, they wouldn’t detect us."

"Unless Su Wenlin and Su Nan both act, but they’d have to predict we’re here first."

"The heavenly secrets here have been obscured by the Demon Lord, only a supreme diviner could find us!"

Upon hearing this, the disciple let out a sigh of relief.

He looked up at the blood lake above, where a young man shrouded in overwhelming demonic qi was forming hand seals, with one dark imprint after another continuously descending.

And as the imprints continued to integrate, the blood lake violently boiled, and a heavy, pale yellow imprint was slowly emerging from the depths of the blood lake.

"Lord Deception Flame, why does Master Mingzi have to gather the geocentric imprint at such a special time?"

After watching for a while, the disciple asked in confusion.

The demonic sect has a supreme art that can harness the earth’s geocentric lines and traverse miles in an instant.

This is why the demonic sect remains active despite the Su family’s full blockade.

But the conditions for harnessing the geocentric lines are very strict.

It requires gathering a geocentric imprint, and this imprint can only be used once.

Moreover, the direction the imprint can lead to is limited to the destination of the gathered geocentric line, and nowhere else.

He couldn’t understand why Master Mingzi was making such a big move to gather the geocentric imprint here.

Where does this geocentric line lead to?

"The end of this geocentric line leads to the Demon Race."

Deception Flame looked towards the Little Immortal Sect’s direction, sneering:

"In two months, the Celestial Demon Pool will open, and our demonic sect isn’t qualified to go."

"But it’s no matter, the Demon Lord has already sent someone to locate the geocentric line to that Celestial Demon Pool."

"Once the Celestial Demon Pool opens, Master Mingzi can harness the geocentric imprint and directly appear beneath the Celestial Demon Pool."

Saying this, Deception Flame’s eyes showed a teasing expression,

"Then, Master Mingzi can quietly take a large amount of divine essence from the Celestial Demon Pool, and the Demon Race will surely be furious."

"But there won’t be anyone from our demonic sect at the Celestial Demon Pool, just disciples from the Little Immortal Sect!"

Upon hearing this, the disciple’s eyes lit up brightly.

Occupying the nest of another! Not only taking the goods but also framing the Little Immortal Sect, killing two birds with one stone!

But thinking about it, he frowned and said:

"Lord Deception Flame, this method of harnessing the geocentric line only allows going forward, but not returning."

"How will Master Mingzi leave the Demon Race then?"

Deception Flame looked speechlessly at the disciple beside him, exasperatedly saying:

"How can you be so stupid? Master Mingzi doesn’t only have one geocentric imprint, it’s a matter of using another to return!"

The disciple awkwardly smiled at these words, having forgotten about that.

"So the end of this geocentric line leads to the Celestial Demon Pool of the Demon Race?"

He licked his lips, thinking that if he could, he’d like to follow Master Mingzi to reap some benefits.

The Celestial Demon Pool, after all, can enhance one’s cultivation aptitude.

"That geocentric line has already condensed an imprint."

Deception Flame looked at the pale yellow imprint in the depths of the blood lake, smiling and said:

"Master Mingzi is at the peak of the Divine Body, and is about to enter the divine realm, currently in need of a superior spiritual seed."

"If there’s any place in the world with abundant spiritual seeds, without a doubt, it’s the Demon Race."

"When the Demon Lord was young, he visited the Demon Race and knows of a hidden elven realm there."

"That place contains flawless-grade spiritual seeds!"

The disciple froze for a moment, then his eyes burned with excitement.

Elves are magical creatures distinct from the Demon Race.

They are often the embodiment of mountains, stones, grass, and trees, with their own unique communities, different from the Demon Race.

These elves are born children of nature, bearing abundant heavenly resources and earthly treasures.

And a hidden elven realm symbolizes limitless resource wealth!

"Does this geocentric imprint lead to that hidden elven realm?"

The disciple asked with a trembling voice.

"Naturally."

The demonic flame laughed loudly and said, "Once Ming Zi acquires the Celestial Demon Pool, he will go directly to the Elf Secret Realm!"

"The Immaculate Spirit Seed! Such a treasure of heaven and earth, combined with Ming Zi’s terrifying talent, will make him invincible in the same realm!"

Upon hearing this, the disciple’s heart burned with excitement, and he looked at the young man above the Blood Lake with reverence, saying:

"It’s just Ming Zi’s avatar that can condense the Earth Vein Mark. I wonder how powerful Ming Zi’s true body must be."

The demonic flame glanced at that disciple and said, "This place may be safe, but it’s too close to the Little Immortal Sect."

"Haven’t you realized Ming Zi’s caution and wisdom over these days?"

The disciple nodded in admiration.

Indeed, ever since Ming Zi’s appearance, the Demon Lord has been at ease, not interfering in matters.

All affairs of the Demonic Sect have been handled by Ming Zi alone, which is why they have been thriving in the Su family’s web of inescapable traps until now.

Bang!

And just as the two were chatting, a brilliant light yellow mark gradually emerged from the surface of the lake.

The pure aura of the earth spread all around, and the boundless sense of heaviness made everyone’s bodies feel a sudden weight.

The demonic flame and the disciple both turned to look, their faces instantly lighting up with joy.

"It’s happening!"

...

"An ominous force blocking the way?"

"You fortune-teller, we’ve traveled halfway, and there’s no sign of the ominous force you spoke of."

"Your fortune-telling is really inaccurate, getting me excited for nothing the entire way."

Wu Yong lay on the carriage, a blade of grass in his mouth, glancing nonchalantly at Xuan Qingzi.

Su Changqing heard this and shook his head helplessly.

Wu Yong held grudges quite well, having taken digs at Xuan Qingzi several times along the way.

Yet Xuan Qingzi, upon hearing this, maintained his composed demeanor and chuckled lightly:

"The fortunes I tell never miss."

The simple statement exuded undeniable confidence.

This left Old Sun and Wu Yong in awe, curious about Xuan Qingzi’s origins.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Old Sun suddenly sniffed the air, frowning, "Do you guys smell... a hint of blood?"

Su Changqing, Wu Yong, and Xuan Qingzi all shook their heads, sensing nothing amiss.

However, though Fu Bo said nothing, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

He had noticed it a quarter of an hour ago but couldn’t find the source.

"Strange..."

Old Sun soared into the air, observing the area within a hundred miles, yet found nothing.

"Could it be a barrier?"

"But what kind of barrier could be invisible even to me, a Saint?"

Old Sun frowned in deep thought, not realizing that Fu Bo was similarly perplexed.

Not just Saints, even Great Saints hadn’t noticed it.

Aside from that faint scent of blood, everything around seemed normal.

"An ominous force blocking the way."

Xuan Qingzi looked around, speaking calmly, "But it seems we can’t find it."

"Is there really something there?"

Wu Yong sprang up with a shiver.

But like the others, he didn’t see anything either.

"Barrier or Illusion Array?"

Su Changqing pondered for a moment, uncertainly saying, "Let me give it a try."

In the past, he wouldn’t have had any good methods.

But with the Heart Wheel·Breaking Illusion, which can see through all illusory origins, perhaps he might discover something.

Wu Yong and Old Sun both shook their heads and chuckled.

If not even a Saint could detect it, how could Su Changqing hope to find it?

"Heart Wheel!"

Su Changqing took a deep breath, his fingertips forming seals, and suddenly, a divine golden wheel emerged from within him!

Golden light surged from Su Changqing’s fingers, brushing over his eyes.

In an instant, two slowly rotating divine golden wheels emerged deep within his eyes!

Golden light filled Su Changqing’s eyes, and the world before him seemed different.

Clear, transparent; even the tiniest speck of dust was vividly defined.

All the world’s illusions would be crushed by the golden wheel!

Su Changqing looked around but didn’t find anything unusual, so he spoke:

"Taoist, could you take me up there?"

Xuan Qingzi said nothing further, with a wave of his large sleeve, spiritual energy surged forth, instantly lifting Su Changqing into the sky.

As the view expanded, Su Changqing suddenly saw something, and his expression changed dramatically!

"Mountain of Corpses... Sea of Blood!"

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