Grasping the Evil-Chapter 899: Cultivation Is Not Everything
Upon learning that Tianman City was in trouble, Ning Fan almost immediately headed directly towards Tianman City without pausing.
His face showed concern, worried about the safety of the people in Tianman City.
At the same time, in different locations, others in the Barbarian Wilderness Broken Realm also had anxious expressions like Ning Fan’s.
The Ancestor Dulong was full of worry, kneeling on a continent full of demon race cultivators, trying his best to heal.
Beside him, Ao Xuan, the Honored Immortal, sat together, also healing, his expression filled with gloom.
Since the blood ritual in the wilderness began, more than a day had passed, and the injuries of both were extremely serious as they mistakenly entered the doors of death, unable to mobilize demonic power for the time being.
At intervals, reports were delivered to the two Demon Race Immortal Venerables; they were often full of anticipation before reading but frequently disappointed afterward.
"Still not found? How can not even one of the seven ancient statues be retrieved?"
Another disappointing report returned, causing Ao Xuan, the Honored Immortal, to become furious, crushing the report jade scroll directly, and with anger attacking the heart, his face flushed with unnatural redness.
The Ancestor Dulong’s expression was extremely ugly, repeatedly urging the compass in his hand. The compass needles spun chaotically, yet failed to designate a direction...
"Still can’t find anything, can’t sense anything at all! Damn Humans, it’s all because of the Heaven-Sealing Celestial Decree!" said Ancestor Dulong viciously.
In the hearts of the two Demon Race Immortal Venerables, the blood ritual in the wilderness was originally a guaranteed action, but they never expected that the Humans would retaliate at the critical moment by activating the Heaven-Sealing Celestial Decree.
In order to awaken the ancient passage within the wilderness, the Demon race prepared seven ancient statues, each corresponding to the Seven Generations of Barbarian Ancestors. Any single statue was indispensable for awakening the passage.
But as the Heaven-Sealing Celestial Decree sealed the wilderness, the two Demon Race Immortal Venerables and seven ancient statues fell into different doors of life and became separated.
A day later, Ao Xuan and Ancestor Dulong reunited, but lost the seven statues which have yet to be retrieved.
"In six more days, the power of the Heaven-Sealing Celestial Decree will expire, at which time, I’ll need at least one statue to perform the third transformation of the statue and thereby summon the ancient passage of Sky Desolate Ancient Realm..."
"Finding all seven statues is unlikely, but at least we need to retrieve one. Ideally, it would be the seventh generation Barbarian Ancestor’s statue, as it possesses the strongest power with long-condensed Blood Spirit. The other six statues had not condensed Blood Spirit before being lost, thus their power is too weak. But according to calculations, those six statues should be condensing Blood Spirit about now..."
While the Ancestor Dulong was worrying about the statues, his subordinates suddenly delivered another battle report.
The content of this report was unrelated to the statues; it said that the soul plates of Xin Jia, the elder of the True Dragon Clan, had shattered, likely meaning he had died in battle...
"Xin Jia has actually died? He had twenty thousand Barbarian Beasts following him. Who in the wilderness could kill him? Could it be the Human Immortal Honorifics..."
"Enough, Xin Jia’s life or death is a minor issue; the urgent task now is to quickly retrieve the statues."
The only fortunate thing was that the seven embedded rubies on the compass were still shining.
Those seven rubies represented the safety of the seven ancient statues. If any statue was destroyed, the corresponding ruby would dim.
As long as the seven ancient statues weren’t destroyed and were still in the wilderness, there’s a great chance to retrieve one or two within six days.
Ancestor Dulong threw aside the battle report and coldly instructed the reporting demon race cultivator,
"Keep searching! If you can’t find the whereabouts of the statues, don’t bother coming back!"
"Yes!"
On a fragmented continent filled with flames, numerous Spirit Boats were coming and going.
Those flames were a defensive array personally laid down by Liuhe Immortal Lord.
It has been a day since the blood ritual in the wilderness. Liuhe Immortal Lord was severely injured and was now healing on this fragmented continent.
He frequently urged the jade scroll for contact, hoping to link up with the Honorable Immortal Miaoyan and meet. But after a day, he still couldn’t contact Miaoyan Immortal Honorific.
"This is troubling... Dao Friend Miaoyan is still missing; relying solely on myself, it is difficult to protect the Human cultivators and survive this catastrophe..."
Battle reports were constantly being delivered to Liuhe Immortal Lord. Upon receiving the reports, he knew that another Human expert had perished in the calamity.
"Report! Fairy Luo Lingsu died in battle, the 4874th Fate Immortal cultivator to perish in this calamity!"
"Report! Devil Lord Scarlet Moon died in battle, the 216th Crossing Truth cultivator to perish in this calamity!"
"Report! Tianyuan the Ancestor died in battle, the 6th Fragmented Thought Ancestor to perish in the calamity..."
Report! Report! Report!
None were favorable reports; all were adverse!
Occasionally, reports on searching for Miaoyan Immortal Honorific were sent back, but all were unable to locate Miaoyan Immortal Honorific.
"Reliable information has been obtained; those damned demon cultivators have long colluded with the Barbarian Beasts! In this calamity, the entire wilderness is affected by the Banishing Immortal Force, suppressing the realm of our Human cultivators, while the demon race cultivators also suffer suppression, they can still mobilize those Barbarian Beasts through a blood ban! Those Barbarian Beasts are completely unaffected by the suppression of cultivation!"
"With the aid of Barbarian Beasts, the Demon Race is almost overwhelmingly massacring our Humans...this is extremely detestable!"
Liuhe Immortal Lord had an icy look; the battle reports continuously delivered bad news, numbing his reactions.
Suddenly, a different battle report arrived, catching him by surprise.
"Report! Stele Guardian Commander Qin Fei has something to report! The Merit Monument lists a senior who killed the enemy demon Xin Jia and has been promoted to a Fifth-grade Inferior Golden Immortal by merit."
Upon hearing this report, Liuhe Immortal Lord immediately gave a small exclamation.
"Xin Jia? Is it the elder of the True Dragon Clan, Xin Jia?" questioned Liuhe Immortal Lord, surprised.
"Precisely!" the informant respectfully reported.
Liuhe Immortal Lord’s eyes flickered; he knew that among the demon race expert above Crossing Truth in this calamity, more or less had a large group of Barbarian Beasts following them.
The higher the cultivation, the more Barbarian Beasts follow, like Xin Jia, this Fragmented Thought Elder, having at least tens of thousands of Barbarian Beasts following him.
In such circumstances, someone capable of killing Xin Jia clearly proved their exceptional prowess.
"Who is this newly promoted Inferior Golden Immortal named?" Liuhe Immortal Lord asked with some interest.
"Reporting to Immortal Lord, this newly minted Golden Immortal is the same nameless senior who once slew the Poison Dragon Guard." the informant replied respectfully.
"Oh? It’s him?"
Liuhe Immortal Lord’s eyes showed emotions, recalling past events.
Back then, he also paid attention to that nameless cultivator and remembered that the nameless cultivator had been shot at by the Ancestor Dulong with the Seven True Seven Illusionary Arrows but was not killed...
"Such a shame, if not for the current changes in the wilderness, I would have been very interested in seeking out this person and recruiting them for my own."
"Enough, enough. Now that the human race of the Barbarian Wilderness faces great calamity, even I, as king, can hardly protect myself, let alone think of expanding power..."
"Oh, right, where are the six Combat Units under my command right now?"
Liuhe Immortal Lord suddenly asked.
The reporting master hesitated a little before replying, "Reporting to the Immortal Lord, of the six Combat Units, the units of Yin-Hai, Mao-Xu, and Chen-You returned an hour ago. The units of Si-Shen and Wu-Wei are also on their way back. Only the ZiChou unit..."
"What has happened to the ZiChou Battle Division? Speak all at once!" Liuhe Immortal Lord’s expression suddenly darkened.
"Reporting to the Immortal Lord, according to reports from the ZiChou Battle Division, they are currently engaged in battle with an unknown fierce beast to rescue a small group of masters, suffering heavy casualties and unable to extricate themselves..."
"Nonsense! Sacrificing the lives of more people just to save a few, when did Teng Nan and Teng Bei become so foolish? Quickly contact them and order the ZiChou Battle Division to return immediately! Abandon rescuing that small group of masters, do not delay!"
"Reporting to the Immortal Lord, an incense stick of time ago, it seems something happened with the ZiChou Battle Division, and we can no longer communicate with them..."
"What did you say!" Liuhe Immortal Lord immediately flew into a rage and smashed the jade desk in front of him with a single palm.
After a long silence, his face finally turned sombre, and he coldly said to the reporter, "Enough. The matter of the ZiChou Battle Division is irretrievable. You, withdraw!"
Liuhe Immortal Lord dismissed the reporting master and continued to heal his injuries, remaining silent.
But any master nearby could see that Liuhe Immortal Lord was in an extremely foul mood at this moment.
...
Under the command of the Liuhe Immortal Lord, there were a total of six elite Combat Units, each named after the six harmonies of the Twelve Earthly Branches.
The ZiChou Battle Division was the most elite among the six, fully composed of 120,000 troops. Even though it was not at full strength now, it still had 100,000 men.
The leaders of the division were two elders in the early Shattered Thought stage. The left leader was Teng Nan, and the right leader was Teng Bei, both renowned strongmen from the Southern Heaven Immortal World. They were twin brothers and were skilled in joint attacks, revered as the ’Two Ancestors of the Teng Family’ in the Southern Heaven Immortal World, their names spread far and wide.
In the last border war, under the leadership of Teng Nan and Teng Bei, the ZiChou Battle Division specialized in killing prestigious figures from the demon race. On the day of merit record, the skulls of the demon race powerhouses they killed were stacked to form a hundred-zhang-tall tower, a feat that caused dread among the barbarian demon cultivators when the story got out.
Even though it was such a powerful division, now the ZiChou Battle Division was being slaughtered by a single Blood Soul Ferocious Beast, completely routed.
In the void, over 100,000 masters clad in vine armor spirit equipment kept activating talisman swords, fighting with the power of the Sword Array to their deaths without retreating.
The enemy was just one, a Blood Soul Ferocious Beast with a strange appearance.
The beast had two heads and a giant body, looking from afar like a small Cultivation Star, its body appearing illusory and transparent.
The aura of this beast wasn’t exceedingly powerful, merely equivalent to the Mid Stage of Shekong, yet with such cultivation, it left the 100,000 strong masters of the ZiChou Battle Division powerless.
100,000 masters activated the Sword Array, a gigantic formation chart spread across the void, countless sword lights slashing down, yet any strike that hit the beast passed directly through it without causing any injuries.
Teng Nan and Teng Bei, as division leaders, were remarkable beings in the early Shattered Thought stage. Although their cultivation was suppressed by the Banishing Immortal Force, their Divine Skills were equally formidable.
The two kept activating their Divine Skills to attack the beast, but even their Divine Skills passed directly through the beast, unable to harm it in any way.
"What is the origin of this beast? Why can no Divine Skill harm it!"
Teng Nan and Teng Bei both looked extremely grim, and suddenly, the beast’s giant tail swept over, despite their utmost efforts to block, they were still swept away and vomited blood as they retreated.
The beast then opened its mouth and spewed Barbarian Flash Jiguang; the purity of this Barbarian Flash was far beyond that of ordinary Barbarian Beasts. The black and red Barbarian Flash tore through the long sky with each strike, piercing through the Sword Array and taking the lives of a hundred masters each time.
As time passed, the casualties in the ZiChou Battle Division approached thirty percent...
Fighting the beast were not only the masters of the ZiChou Battle Division but also those of Tianman City.
In the extreme distance, on a broken continent emitting golden light, floating silently, was the continent where Tianman City was located.
Above the sky, Earth Controlling Devil Star and Tieya Daoist frequently struck, constantly activating Divine Skills to attack the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast. The two once possessed the cultivation level of Immortal Venerated and wielded extremely mysterious Divine Skills, yet they couldn’t harm the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast.
Fairy Hanwu, Four-eyed Demon Monarch, and the thousands of masters saved by Ning Fan were all battling the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast. Unfortunately, despite the numbers, none could harm the beast.
This scene was so bizarre, almost as if the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast was immune to all attacks.
On the broken continent, Burying Moon Immortal Concubine’s face was pale, bloodless, watching the battle before her with hidden shock.
In her prime, she was once a Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor, yet even she couldn’t discern the origin of the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast or why it was immune to all harm...
Due to overusing Vertical Golden Light, her residual spirit body had suffered severe backlash, leaving her breath weak as a candle flickering in the wind, hence she could not join the battle.
Several hours ago, to seize back the Spirit of Xian Luoli, Ning Fan left the Broken Continent. Before leaving, he issued an order for her to brace for backlash and use Vertical Golden Light all the way to carry the Broken Continent in flight.
Though unwilling, how could Burying Moon Immortal Concubine refuse to execute such an order that would harm her for Ning Fan?
Unfortunately, her body was affected by the Calamity Ban, with no control of her own, she loyally executed Ning Fan’s command.
"Damn it... After casting Vertical Golden Light for several hours, the backlash on my Spirit is extremely severe, virtually unable to mobilize any Mana..."
"All because of that little perverted thief, who issued such an order to me..."
"Has that little perverted thief not completed his affairs yet? Why hasn’t he returned, he must not die out there..."
The reason Burying Moon Immortal Concubine cared about Ning Fan’s life or death was only one.
The Calamity Ban is somewhat similar to traditional Restrictive Spells, in that if the master dies, the servant perishes. If Ning Fan died, she would also become collateral and fall.
She bore no feelings for Ning Fan and naturally did not genuinely care for him, the only women truly worried for his safety here were Zhao Die’er, Liu Yan, and Fairy Hanwu.
"Uncle, where have you gone, will you be in danger..."
"Uncle, why haven’t you come back yet, this beast is terrifying, no one can harm it, perhaps only you can hurt it, can save us..."
Zhao Die’er had an almost blind trust in Ning Fan; she was not a master, did not know how to judge realms, nor could she discern Divine Skills’ strengths.
What she saw was that more than 100,000 masters combined couldn’t injure that Blood Soul Ferocious Beast.
She stubbornly believed that if only Ning Fan came back, he could slay the beast, and save her as he had in the past.
In her eyes, Ning Fan was always omnipotent.
"Senior, are you fetching back the Spirit of Xianxian, why haven’t you returned yet..."
"If by the time you return, you find me dead, would you shed a single tear for me..."
Liu Yan gazed foolishly at the sky, her mind involuntarily recalling scenes of meeting Ning Fan.
That year, he took her away from the Three Thousand Thunder Realm, her identity, his Artifact Spirit.
That year, she accompanied him in the barbaric wilderness to seek enlightenment. Her identity was his Dao companion, but that Dao companion was false.
She had long completed the Stellar Disk Spirit Integration, perhaps already of no use to Ning Fan.
If she were to die, would Ning Fan care, would he...
She had no confidence to make Ning Fan shed tears for her, nor did she dare to hope. Her deep longing turned into a faint sigh.
Fairy Hanwux continuously wielded the moonlight rays, attacking the vital points of the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast, but unfortunately, her attacks invariably passed through the beast’s body without causing any substantive damage.
The beast could actually be immune to all harm, slowly giving rise to a sense of powerlessness within her.
"If Daoist Ning were here, perhaps he could deal with this beast. What he does is always unexpected..."
Despite knowing she could not distract herself from the fight with the beast, Fairy Hanwux could not help but think of Ning Fan.
Thinking of Ning Fan’s heavy expression when he hurriedly left, a hint of worry emerged in her eyes.
That worry was immediately awakened by the sound of the beast’s roar. She bit her lip, continued to wield the moonlight rays, and attacked the beast.
Still unable to harm the beast, no one could harm the beast.
The Blood Soul Ferocious Beast would not be injured, but the Human race continued to have falling cultivators, the casualties growing heavier and heavier. This slaughter appeared to have become the unilateral massacre of the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast.
When the cultivators here were down to less than sixty thousand, the group finally felt dread, no longer daring to engage the beast, wanting to retreat.
Teng Nan and Teng Bei were filled with regret; had they known the beast was so bizarre, they certainly would not have tried to rescue the cultivators of Tianman City.
Initially, the beast only discovered Zhao Die’er and others, pursuing them all the way to Tianman City.
Teng Nan and Teng Bei happened to pass by with the ZiChou Battle Division, seeing the beast alone, with its aura only at the Mid Stage of Shekong, they proudly attempted a rescue.
Unexpectedly, the beast’s divine skills were so peculiar, capable of being immune to all damage.
In such a situation, the cultivators had no chance of defeating the beast, continuing to fight would only increase the casualties...
"Retreat! This beast is too strong. Continuing to fight will only add to the casualties!" Teng Nan gritted his teeth, transmitting to Teng Bei.
Hearing the transmission, Teng Bei immediately nodded in agreement. Having fought the beast for long, he was already severely injured. If the fight continued, not only would the ZiChou Battle Division die, but he himself might fall...
Their order to retreat had yet to be issued, when the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast seemed to see through their thoughts, coldly laughed with a human-like expression, and actually spoke human language.
"Hehe, foreign clan cultivators, you’re only thinking of leaving now, don’t you find it a bit late? Today, none of you are allowed to leave! You all shall become my ancestral blood food!"
The Blood Soul Ferocious Beast suddenly opened its mouth, spewing forth a blood-colored orb of size. Once the orb appeared, it expanded rapidly in the wind, directly enveloping the ten-thousand-mile battlefield in a blood light curtain!
Even the Broken Continent where Tianman City was located was enveloped within the light curtain!
Some Human cultivators, unaware of the blood light leaving, tried to rush through it, only to be turned into dust and scattered upon touching the curtain.
"Not good! Don’t touch this curtain, it’s a barrier!"
Teng Nan and Teng Bei inhaled sharply. The barrier before them was too powerful, with their cultivations, they had no way to break through and escape.
The two immediately ordered all battle units to attack together, trying to blast open an exit in the barrier.
Sixty thousand cultivators acted simultaneously, their divine skills striking the barrier without exception, passing through it without being able to harm it.
This barrier appeared to lack a physical entity!
Divine skills couldn’t strike the barrier, magical treasures struck the barrier and turned to ashes, and humans who touched the barrier would undoubtedly die!
Everyone was trapped inside the barrier, unable to escape, and no one could hurt the Blood Soul Ferocious Beast!
Inside Tianman City, some mortals, fearing death, kneeled on the ground, praying for mercy from the beast.
Those pleas, reaching the beast’s ears, only made its smile even colder and more merciless, with a hint of impatience.
"Hmph! Cry, and I will kill you first! You barbarians, to die by my hand is your honor, why cry!"
"I am Fan Lianxiu, the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor of the Barbarian Wilderness! Barbarians are naturally the footmen of us Barbarian Ancestors! When the master kills the servant, the servant must comply. The servant dies for the master, a true honor! To become my blood food, you ought to smile even in the Nine Springs!"
Fan Lianxiu’s cold and merciless voice penetrated Tianman City, and the expressions of all the barbarians froze.
Perhaps the Human cultivators didn’t know what the name Fan Lianxiu represented, but as barbarians, who didn’t know who Fan Lianxiu was!
The Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor, Fan Lianxiu, is known as the most benevolent Barbarian Ancestor in barbarian history!
The "Barbarian Ancestor Scripture" records the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor’s benevolence and compassion, a model for all beings.
The "Barbarian Ancestor Scripture" records the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor once encountering a fainting beggar, pitying his plight, cutting his own flesh to feed him and saving his life.
The "Barbarian Ancestor Scripture" records the Barbarian Wilderness once faced a great calamity from invading extraterrestrial beasts, the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor sacrificed himself to save all beings, dying in battle for the entire Barbarian Wilderness.
The "Barbarian Ancestor Scripture" records the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor once made a great vow, never to harm any barbarian in their lifetime.
"I don’t believe it! How could this beast be the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor! The Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor already died for us barbarians in battle and would never harm the life of any barbarian, this beast is definitely not the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor!"
One by one, the barbarians raised their heads in anger, refusing to believe that the cold and merciless beast in front of them was the kindest Barbarian Ancestor in their history.
They had read the "Barbarian Ancestor Scripture" from childhood, believing everything it recorded was true.
They refused to believe the true Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor would harm barbarians. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
They did not believe!
The Blood Soul Ferocious Beast snorted disdainfully as it swept away the group’s assault with a Barbarian Flash. Then it activated divine skills, causing a burst of blood light around itself.
In the blood light, it shook and transformed into a humanoid figure, becoming a blood soul elder with two heads.
Despite being seemingly far from Tianman City, the elder appeared to innately possess a divine skill.
By simply standing here, any barbarian who had ever revered him could clearly see his features.
His appearance was precisely the same as the statue of the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor worshiped in the Barbarian Temple!
In his bloodline, there was a natural presence of an upper ranker’s pressure when facing barbarians.
As this pressure expanded, all barbarians’ knees ached, and they all dropped to the ground!
In this world, only the seven generations of Barbarian Ancestors could command all barbarians to kneel with the pressure of their bloodline!
Countless barbarians stared wide-eyed, daring not to believe, yet unable to deny that the blood soul before them was indeed the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor, whom stories of praise had been passed down through generations!
"The ’Barbarian Ancestor Scripture’ is merely a tool for us Barbarian Ancestors to deceive the masses. It’s laughable that you barbarians genuinely believe the stories recorded within. Ridiculous!"
"This ancestor once died, and the reason for death was not to protect the barbarian wilderness, but to perform a blood sacrifice of the wilderness, slaughtering all beings. Even this blood sacrifice had my ancestor’s wish within it to reach an agreement with the demon race. Sadly, if I did not tell you, you might die without understanding this—truly a pitiful group of ants."
Fan Lianxiu casually harvested the lives of the group of cultivators, sneering endlessly.
The ’Barbarian Ancestor Scripture’ is merely a tool to deceive the masses and gather incense flame power; the stories recorded within are just a scam!
What you see is not necessarily real, and what you hear is not necessarily false. This, those with slightly accomplished cultivation can understand, but ordinary people may never see through it in their lifetimes.
Everything is merely a scam!
The faith within countless barbarians’ hearts collapsed utterly at this moment, leaving nothing!
Everything is merely a scam!
The Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor is not a benevolent figure; rather, they once performed a blood sacrifice upon the wilderness, slaughtering all beings!
All the deaths of countless barbarians are related to the Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor!
Some young people showed expressions of sorrow and indignation, unable to believe that the one who caused the destruction of their family was the Barbarian Ancestor they had worshipped for life!
In Tianman City, some elderly barbarian monks all began to weep, their expressions sorrowful. That weeping is disappointment—despair greater than heart-death—the collapse of a lifelong ideal at this moment!
The things they had worshiped for a lifetime turned out to be a scam!
Zhao Die’er, her face pale, bit her lip hard. Her lips broke and bled, yet she felt no pain.
She had been a barbarian monk for decades, educating countless ordinary people in the faith of the Barbarian Ancestor. But the faith was wrong...
The things recorded in the ’Barbarian Ancestor Scripture’ were false...
Everything she had believed in was false...
False, all false...
In times of crisis for the barbarians, who came to rescue them? Not the Barbarian Ancestor.
The Barbarian Ancestor not only didn’t save the barbarians, but treated them like pigs and dogs, slaughtering them...
"From today onwards, I, Zhao Die’er, will no longer believe in any Barbarian Ancestor. From today, I, Zhao Die’er, will have faith in only one person. He is more worthy of reliance than any faith."
Zhao Die’er, as if making a vow, declared on the city wall.
She employed a thread of incense flame power, her voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached every barbarian’s ear.
Those barbarians who lost faith, their eyes brightened one after another. At this moment, the image of Ning Fan appeared before them all.
Their lives were saved by Ning Fan; compared to the cold-hearted Barbarian Ancestor, it is better to believe in Ning Fan!
"Ant faith, it is nothing to part with!"
Fan Lianxiu showed contempt, transforming into a streak of black-red jiguang, continually flashing before the cultivators.
Every time he flashed, he would burst into action, harvesting the lives of hundreds, and at this rate, the cultivators in the barrier would eventually all die out!
"Are we going to die in battle here today?" Teng Nan and Teng Bei both showed looks of despair.
Fan Lianxiu’s gaze grew increasingly cold and merciless. At this moment, his blood soul body was extremely special; in the Second Step, only three forces could harm him.
One is the Power of Reincarnation, one is the Calamity Thought Power, and the other is incense flame.
It cannot be ordinary incense flame; it must be the most murderous slaughter incense power!
Aside from these, any divine skills cannot harm him. Even if the Immortal Emperor intervenes without using these divine skills, the result is the same!
At the peak of his power, Fan Lianxiu was a Quasi-Saint level figure; even after dying for many years, with only the blood soul reconsolidated, ordinary means cannot harm him!
Cultivation is not everything; without specific divine skills, it cannot harm him!
"Among these ants, there is no one who can harm my ancestor! No one can stop my ancestor’s grand rebirth plan!"
"Back then, my ancestor’s blood sacrifice of the wilderness failed, and the power suddenly awakened as a Taicang Calamity Spirit. Only after death did I realize that all of this was a scam by the Celestial Catastrophe Spirits! My ancestor deceived the mortal ants; how are those damned Celestial Catastrophe Spirits not deceiving my ancestor?"
"After this resurrection, my ancestor will surely reopen the Tianhuang Passage, ascend to the Upper Realm, and seek revenge on those Calamity Spirits!"
"No one can stop the grand plan of my ancestor’s revenge!"
Fan Lianxiu traversed among the cultivators, slaughtering with delight, when suddenly a feeling of extreme horror surged within him!
In the far distance, a figure extremely dangerous was rushing in; before they even arrived, their killing intent had already locked in.
At this moment, in his blood soul body, he feared three types of divine skills.
He feared the Power of Reincarnation, and within that killing intent, there was indeed the Power of Reincarnation!
He feared the slaughter incense power, and within that killing intent, there was indeed slaughter incense power!
Luckily, the reincarnation power and slaughter incense power on the person were very weak, so even if they could harm him, they couldn’t harm deeply.
But strangely, the person carried the Taicang Calamity Spirit’s power; that calamity blood power is extraordinarily unusual, surprisingly a Six-Star Residual Blood Level Taicang Calamity Spirit!
Such a calamity blood level would make it far too easy to kill Fan Lianxiu’s current blood soul body!
"Who is this person? Whatever this ancestor fears, this person has it! It’s as if they are the nemesis of my ancestor!"
"This place is not suitable for staying long; flee swiftly!"
Fan Lianxiu, previously so arrogant, was startled and discolored upon sensing the arrival’s killing intent and directly withdrew the blood light barrier, transforming into a blood rainbow and fleeing hastily.
But he hadn’t fled far before the overwhelming Barbarian Beast Horde crushed the void, arriving at the site, each exuding terrifying ferocity.
At the forefront of that Barbarian Beast Horde, a cold and indifferent figure in white clothes and red light stood prominently!
Without any excess words, upon appearance, Ning Fan rushed towards Fan Lianxiu fiercely.
This Fan Lianxiu committed atrocities and killed people, then attempted to escape; where in the world is there such an easy way out!
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