Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques-Chapter 848 - 274: Blood and Flesh Temple Transforms Shannan Prefecture! Jing Dynasty Shocked, Demon God Department’s Demon King Descends!

Chapter 848: Chapter 274: Blood and Flesh Temple Transforms Shannan Prefecture! Jing Dynasty Shocked, Demon God Department’s Demon King Descends!

Shannan Prefecture, Prefecture Government.

Now, the entire Shannan City is under the control of the Blood and Flesh Temple.

Lu Changsheng naturally arrived at the Prefecture Government.

Inside the Prefecture Government, a group of people was trembling, their faces as pale as paper.

These were people from various families or forces who failed to escape in time.

The most notable among them was naturally Lord Fu Zun of Shannan Prefecture.

"You... you rebels. You’ve breached Shannan City, this is murdering officials and rebelling. The imperial army will definitely mobilize a great force to obliterate you..."

"If you let me go, there is still room for maneuver in this matter..."

Lord Fu Zun seemed to want to make a final "struggle".

He wanted to plead for his life.

After all, if one can live, who would want to die?

Even in such a situation, Lord Fu Zun did not wish to die.

Lu Changsheng looked at Lord Fu Zun below and sighed deeply, saying: "In this worldly sea of suffering, all beings suffer. Initially, everyone amidst this sea of suffering could become brothers and sisters within the Blood and Flesh Temple."

"Unfortunately, you raised the butcher’s knife and slaughtered the brothers and sisters of the Blood and Flesh Temple. How can you live again from such deeds?"

Lu Changsheng shook his head and flicked his fingers.

"Bang".

Lord Fu Zun’s whole body jolted, then his heart was shattered, and he fell to the ground completely, devoid of any life.

Dead.

The dignified Lord Fu Zun of Shannan Prefecture, just died like this in the Prefecture Government.

The remaining officials were even more terrified, feeling indescribable fear.

"Spare us, Ancestor, spare us."

"We were all deceived by Lord Fu Zun of Shannan Prefecture and did not know he intended to slaughter the Blood and Flesh Temple. This is all the fault of Lord Fu Zun."

"We are willing to convert to the Blood and Flesh Temple, willing to become Bloodline, please, Ancestor, have mercy..."

These people, upon seeing Lord Fu Zun dead, immediately pushed all the responsibility onto him.

Anyway, the dead can’t speak.

Now they were truly afraid, only wanting to save their own lives.

"You all have the blood of the Bloodline on your hands, you must be executed!"

Lu Changsheng showed not a trace of pity.

Although he indeed wished to convert as many people as possible into Bloodline.

He could not forgive those who raised the butcher’s knife against the Blood and Flesh Temple.

Moreover, there were so many people in Shannan Prefecture.

What did losing a few matter?

"Chen Ping, according to the old rules, transform the people of Shannan Prefecture into Bloodline, Heaven shows the virtue of mercy to help them escape the sea of suffering!"

Lu Changsheng said indifferently.

"Ancestor is merciful, I will arrange it right away."

Chen Ping respectfully left.

Lu Changsheng returned to the backyard of the Prefecture Government and recalled the fierce battle outside the city.

The eighteen Great Demons, each one was terrifying.

Even though this time Lu Changsheng only brought eight Bloodline Divine Guards, comparable to the third growth of Bloodline akin to Great Demons.

In terms of numbers, they were far inferior to the opponent.

However, the result was that those eighteen Great Demons died.

Died in the blink of an eye.

Numbers!

The numbers of the Bloodline were equally useful.

The Guard Army was composed of second growth Bloodlines.

Once they formed an army, eight hundred Guards could instantly kill eighteen Great Demons.

Then what about eight thousand Guards?

Could a Demon King withstand it?

What if there were eighty thousand Guards?

Could they sweep across the Ancient Demons?

What if there were eight hundred thousand Guards?

Could they contend against the Demon Ancestor?

Of course, Lu Changsheng understood that the Demon Ancestor might be different.

The Demon Ancestor was equivalent to a Nascent Soul or Martial Saint.

And once one becomes a Martial Saint, it was a whole different story. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

All below a Martial Saint are mere ants!

Maybe numbers would pose no threat to the Demon Ancestor.

But it didn’t matter.

Lu Changsheng could deal with the Demon Ancestor when the time comes.

And below the Demon Ancestor, as long as his Guard Army had sufficient numbers, they could likely contend.

"This world is too vast, and without the communication technology of the former world, it’s hard to promote martial arts across the entire world quickly."

"Without spreading martial arts across the world, relying on the will of all beings to condense martial arts is simply impossible."

"Then this method must be used, and the spread of the Bloodline must be accelerated..."

Lu Changsheng murmured softly.

He wanted to accelerate the spread of the Bloodline.

In fact, the entire world was a world of Demons.

In the Demon Realm, there were also many humans.

But those humans were basically used as food by the True Demons, their fate utterly miserable.

Once they gain means to deal with True Demons, it would be like a spark that could set a prairie ablaze.

Once they became Bloodline.

Then the True Demons’ biggest threat, "Undying Power," would be almost useless.

The blood and flesh of the Bloodline could kill True Demons.

In this way, even ordinary Bloodline could deal with True Demons.

Moreover, Blood and Flesh Martial Arts could be cultivated, and Bloodline could improve their strength by cultivating Blood and Flesh Martial Arts, reaching second growth, third growth, and even fourth growth.

The question was, how to let Bloodline spread?

Lu Changsheng pondered for a while and decided to take the initiative.

Conquering one place at a time was really too slow.

Today a prefecture, tomorrow a province.

That was the mode of conquering the world.

Too slow, not the method Lu Changsheng wanted.

He had only ten years!

"The main force of the Blood and Flesh Temple must slowly conquer in all directions, even occupy the Jing Dynasty, to form enough influence to affect everywhere, even countless ordinary humans across the world."

"But it cannot entirely rely on this mode; the Blood and Flesh Martial Arts must spread on their own. Or, the Bloodline must spread to every corner of the world."

Lu Changsheng thought for a while and immediately gathered the Bloodline Divine Guards.

The Bloodline Divine Guards were of third growth, stepping into the Extraordinary Realm, but their numbers were actually not many.

There were only about dozens in total.