He thought of the Demonic beasts in the black mountain outside of the Sect. Then he thought of the North Sea, and grew even more confused. When he had encountered the North Sea for the first time, why had it helped him?
Even though he didn’t completely understand everything, at least now he was gaining a bit more understanding.
“Demon Sealing Sect….” Meng Hao took a deep breath, thinking to the Demonic magic that Shangguan Xiu had used, and the fearsome power that had erupted out of Mount Daqing.
“If Shangguan Xiu reached Foundation Establishment, the power of his Demonic magic would have been extremely potent….” Meng Hao’s heart began to race as he realized that as a member of the Reliance Inner Sect, he was also… an Inner Sect disciple of the ancient Demon Sealing Sect!
A new question appeared in Meng Hao’s mind. “Why did Patriarch Reliance change the name of the Sect?”
As Meng Hao considered these things, the slaughter above him continued. Patriarch Reliance’s body had transformed into a fiery mist that filled the air. From the cries that rang out, it was clear that the Foundation Establishment Cultivators were completely incapable of escape. One by one, their bodies spasmed and began to dry up. Their life force was sucked out of them until they turned into nothing more than bones, which in turn were crumbled into dust. Every thread of life force shot toward Patriarch Reliance.
The remaining five Core Formation Cultivators couldn’t flee either. Under the command of Lord Revelation, they produced various magical items and prepared magical techniques, launching them toward Patriarch Reliance in a last ditch effort to defeat him.
The four Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Cold Wind Sect had died miserably, their bodies reduced to little more than dust. Their counterparts from the Winding Stream Sect and the Upright Evening Sect suffered the same fate. These were people who could shake the Cultivation world of the State of Zhao by simply stamping a foot. Yet here, they were as weak as children.
A partially intact head rolled to a stop in front of Meng Hao’s feet. His face grew pale. The bloody slaughter was causing his heart to tremble. Looking down at the head, he recognized the face as that of the Foundation Establishment expert who had attempted to kill him a year ago in the Reliance Sect. A white aura emanated off of the head. Within moments, the head dissolved into blood, which soaked into the ground.
Just then, a horrified scream rang out from one of the Winding Stream Sect’s Core Formation Eccentrics. His body began to rot. He continued to scream as he dried up. Even before he was dead, a third three-colored mixed Core flew out to land in the third lamp, which then began to burn brightly.
As of now, Patriarch Reliance’s body was no longer gaunt and shriveled. Instead, he was a middle-aged man.
His long hair swept about his tall frame. A dignified air emanated out from him, making him seem powerful to the extreme. And yet, buried deep within that power, was a Demonic aura.
However, there were still areas on his chest that were still withered, as well as some parts of his face and the rest of his body. There, the flesh seemed to twitch and writhe; clearly he was not completely recovered yet.
“I can already use the full power of my Nascent Soul,” he said with a smile. Combined with his partially recovered, writhing skin, the smile was utterly gruesome. Four people were left to observe this. With the exception of Lord Revelation, their faces drained of blood. One of them lifted up a trembling hand. In it was a jade slip, which he snapped. Instantly, his body began to grow blurry; it seemed he was attempting to teleport away.
At the same time, one of the Core Formation Cultivators from the Winding Stream Sect retreated rapidly. Suddenly, a burning fire shot out from his feet, which then wrapped around his body, enveloping him. He seemed to turn into a burning pillar of light as he shot away.
The other person, a Grand Elder from the Cold Wind Sect, suddenly seemed to be growing younger. His face, originally filled with wrinkles, now suddenly appeared to be middle-aged. His aura billowing, he took three steps, during which time he transformed into a beam of light.
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He thought of the Demonic beasts in the black mountain outside of the Sect. Then he thought of the North Sea, and grew even more confused. When he had encountered the North Sea for the first time, why had it helped him?Even though he didn’t completely understand everything, at least now he was gaining a bit more understanding.“Demon Sealing Sect….” Meng Hao took a deep breath, thinking to the Demonic magic that Shangguan Xiu had used, and the fearsome power that had erupted out of Mount Daqing.“If Shangguan Xiu reached Foundation Establishment, the power of his Demonic magic would have been extremely potent….” Meng Hao’s heart began to race as he realized that as a member of the Reliance Inner Sect, he was also… an Inner Sect disciple of the ancient Demon Sealing Sect!A new question appeared in Meng Hao’s mind. “Why did Patriarch Reliance change the name of the Sect?”As Meng Hao considered these things, the slaughter above him continued. Patriarch Reliance’s body had transformed into a fiery mist that filled the air. From the cries that rang out, it was clear that the Foundation Establishment Cultivators were completely incapable of escape. One by one, their bodies spasmed and began to dry up. Their life force was sucked out of them until they turned into nothing more than bones, which in turn were crumbled into dust. Every thread of life force shot toward Patriarch Reliance.ที่เหลือห้าหลักก่อตัวเครื่องพรวนดินไม่หนีอย่างใดอย่างหนึ่ง ภายใต้คำสั่งพระวิวรณ์ พวกเขาผลิตสินค้าวิเศษต่าง ๆ และเตรียมเทคนิคมหัศจรรย์ เปิดตัวไปทางพระพึ่งสุดท้ายทิ้งความพยายามที่จะเอาชนะเขาเครื่องพรวนดินก่อตั้งมูลนิธิสี่จากนิกายลมเย็นได้เสียชีวิตอย่างน่าสังเวช ร่างกายลดลงน้อยกว่าฝุ่น คู่ของพวกเขาจากนิกายลำธารคดเคี้ยวและนิกายเย็นตรงที่ประสบชะตากรรมเดียวกัน คนที่สามารถสั่นคลอนโลกเพาะปลูกของรัฐ Zhao โดยเพียงแค่ปั๊มเท้า เหล่านี้ได้ ยัง ที่นี่ พวกเขาก็อ่อนแอเป็นเหมือนเด็กหัวเหมือนเดิมบางส่วนสะสมไปหยุดหน้าเท้าเมงเฮา ใบหน้าของเขาเติบโตอ่อน ฆ่าเลือดทำให้เกิดใจสั่นเครือ เขามองลงที่หัว รู้จักใบหน้าเป็นที่ก่อตั้งมูลนิธิที่ผู้เชี่ยวชาญที่เขาพยายามที่ฆ่าเขาในอพึ่งที่มีออร่าขาวเล็ดลอดออกมาจากหัวปี ภายในช่วงเวลา หัวละลายในเลือด ซึ่งแช่ลงในดินแล้ว กรี๊ดกลัวกับรังออกจากนิกายลำธารคดเคี้ยวหลักก่อตัวพิสดารอย่างใดอย่างหนึ่ง ร่างกายของเขาเริ่มเน่า เขายังคงร้อง ตามเขาแห้ง ก่อนที่เขาตาย สามสามสีหลักผสมบินออกไปที่ดินในโคมไฟสาม ซึ่งจากนั้น เริ่มการเขียนสดใสณ ขณะนี้ ร่างกายพระพึ่งได้ไม่อนต์ และ shriveled แทน เขาเป็นชายวัยกลางคนHis long hair swept about his tall frame. A dignified air emanated out from him, making him seem powerful to the extreme. And yet, buried deep within that power, was a Demonic aura.However, there were still areas on his chest that were still withered, as well as some parts of his face and the rest of his body. There, the flesh seemed to twitch and writhe; clearly he was not completely recovered yet.“I can already use the full power of my Nascent Soul,” he said with a smile. Combined with his partially recovered, writhing skin, the smile was utterly gruesome. Four people were left to observe this. With the exception of Lord Revelation, their faces drained of blood. One of them lifted up a trembling hand. In it was a jade slip, which he snapped. Instantly, his body began to grow blurry; it seemed he was attempting to teleport away.At the same time, one of the Core Formation Cultivators from the Winding Stream Sect retreated rapidly. Suddenly, a burning fire shot out from his feet, which then wrapped around his body, enveloping him. He seemed to turn into a burning pillar of light as he shot away.The other person, a Grand Elder from the Cold Wind Sect, suddenly seemed to be growing younger. His face, originally filled with wrinkles, now suddenly appeared to be middle-aged. His aura billowing, he took three steps, during which time he transformed into a beam of light.Previous Chapter
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