Chapter 159: Murdering to Obtain Essence Blood

  Zhao Duo couldn't help but curl his lip as he watched the person rush towards him. What a joke, he didn't even know how to keep himself going at this point, let alone rescue someone else. Although Zhao Duo thought of himself as not being the kind of person who would ignore someone's plea for help, there was a prerequisite for that - if rescuing someone meant putting his own life on the line, then Zhao Duo would have to steel himself and become the kind of person who ignores others' pleas for help.

  He gritted his teeth, and suddenly a purple light burst out from the top of Zhou Tian's Ruyi Purple Light Tower, not only pushing open the flames below and the huge waves above, but also blocking the cultivators who were rushing over with an invisible barrier.

  With a cracking sound, the jade pendant on the cultivator's head suddenly appeared with cracks, and the treasure light emitted by the magic weapon disappeared instantly. The surrounding earth fire and seawater immediately surged up.

  A brief, mournful cry echoed through the air. Under Zhao Xiao's gaze, the cultivator was first dissolved into nothingness by the seawater, and even his skeleton was reduced to ashes in the earth fire. Not to mention the dharma form and primordial spirit that had not yet escaped.

  Watching a cultivator fall in front of him, if Zhao Zhuo's heart wasn't moved, that would be a lie. Zhao Zhuo let out a long sigh and said: "Don't blame me for being ruthless, it's just that I can barely keep myself safe, let alone save others."

  Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came from afar, and when Zhao Xiao turned around to look in the direction of the sound, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, with an extremely shocked expression on his face.

  Heard only Zhao Zhuo muttering to himself: "Heavens, how could this be? That such a wicked person exists!"

  No wonder Zhao Zhuo was so shocked, what appeared in front of him was a hundred-foot-long black giant dragon. The black dragon didn't know if it was the powerful demon beast at the center of the Death Sea, but it flew freely in the fire and seawater, and the cultivators wrapped in magic weapons had no resistance to the black dragon. Either they were burned into ashes by the black flame or swallowed directly along with their magic weapons.

  The power of this black dragon made Zhao Zhuo feel an enormous pressure just by looking at it once, and he could sense the presence of the pressure even from a distance. Without thinking, the strength of this black dragon was absolutely at the Dao King level.

  At this point, Zhao Zhuo's heart was greatly shocked. If it were only the cultivators of the human race who participated in it, that would be fine. But now it seems that it's not just that, even other races have shifted their attention to the Heavenly Punishment Turning Wheel.

  Zhao Duo didn't know about Di Wu Xin's identity, otherwise he wouldn't have been so shocked. In the ancient times, all the heavens and ten thousand clans were prosperous, although later on, the human race monopolized the heaven and earth's luck and rose to prosperity, using their strength as one clan to suppress countless other clans. However, it wasn't that the heavens and ten thousand clans weren't powerful, but rather they followed the trend of the heavens. Those clans also went along with the natural order, otherwise, even if the human race was strong, they wouldn't have been able to withstand the power of the heavens and ten thousand clans.

  "Ahhhroo!"

  What is the Dragon's Wrath, Zhao Zhuo now has a deep understanding of it. The black giant dragon let out a roar, and all the cultivators who were in front of it were shaken off by that one dragon roar, their bodies covered in treasure light. The earth fire and sea water rushed in instantly, like dumplings being cooked, hundreds of cultivators fell from the sky, and before long they turned into ashes and disappeared.

  Zhao Duo only felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the black giant dragon wreak havoc everywhere, but no cultivator came forward to drive it away.

  Zhao Dang was certain that there were cultivators around who could drive away the Black Dragon, but those cultivators did not intend to take action. Their intention was easy to guess without thinking, and it was nothing more than wanting to use the Black Dragon's hands to first drive out a batch of cultivators, so as not to hinder their future competition for the spiritual treasure.

  Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness in his heart. These cultivators had cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years and were considered powerful overlords, but they ended up dying and disappearing due to their inability to suppress the greed rising in their hearts.

  He let out a faint sigh, Zhao Zhuo confirmed the direction and quietly pulled away from the black dragon. The black dragon was now at its most ferocious state, and without the intervention of powerful cultivators, once it locked onto him, even with all his means, Zhao Zhuo feared he would hardly be able to escape with his life.

  As the distance between him and the black dragon gradually increased, Zhao Zhuo let out a sigh of relief after ensuring his safety. However, at that moment, Zhao Zhuo inadvertently glanced over and his face suddenly turned extremely unsightly.

  Only to see in the distance a long boat of tens of zhang, dozens of monks were being slaughtered by a group of black-clothed men, and pieces of treasures fell on the boat.

  Not long after, all the cultivators on the boat were killed, and those black-clothed men collected all the treasures and hid them in the boat. Not long after, Zhao Zhuo saw a group of cultivators coming from afar, and when they saw the boat, their faces showed excited expressions.

  There were nearly a hundred cultivators, each carrying a treasure, with extremely unsightly expressions. It was clear that their magical powers had been almost completely depleted, and they were now busy escaping for their lives. Suddenly, they saw the boat-shaped treasure, and just by looking at how it blocked out the flames on land and the seawater, they knew that this was an extraordinary treasure.

  A cultivator floated in front of the boat and said with great respect: "Please, senior, open the gate of convenience to save us, your great kindness will be remembered forever."

  As the voice fell, a extremely handsome man in white clothes walked out with a jade flute in his hand and a hint of evil smile at the corner of his mouth. His eyes, which were slightly evil and charming, swept over the many cultivators before he said calmly: "Forget it, since we have met by chance, that means you are not destined to die. This is my family's No Return Boat, please come aboard."

  After hearing the man's words, many cultivators couldn't help but reveal a joyful expression on their faces. However, there were also several cultivators who furrowed their brows and stared at the handsome young man, with flashes of light in their eyes as they thought about something unknown.

  As the treasure light on the No Return Boat dispersed, a group of cultivators rushed in and landed safely on the boat. The cultivators couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and their expressions improved greatly.

  Watching these cultivators enter the Wu Hui Chuan, Zhao Zhuo opened his mouth from a distance, but closed it again in the end, and a hint of vigilance appeared in his eyes.

  The handsome man, however, continued to play with the jade flute in his hand, watching the cultivators enter the Wuhui boat, with an unusual glint in his eyes, making his already evil and mysterious aura even more eerie.

  However, not all practitioners choose to enter the state of no return. There are always a few practitioners who maintain their mental clarity and keep a certain distance from the state of no return.

  The Blood Fiend Young Master raised an eyebrow, looking at the several cultivators guarding outside and said calmly: "Why don't you all board the ship? Are you saying that none of you are afraid of death?"

  It seems that the Blood Evil Young Master is not quite right, an old man among the several cultivators who stayed outside frowned and said: "This young master, we still have the ability to protect ourselves, so let's not add trouble to your esteemed self."

  The old man wanted to leave, and the other cultivators were not fools either. They turned around and were about to leave, but at this time, the Blood Fiend Young Master sneered: "How is it? Since you've arrived at Wú Huí Zhōu, do you think you can just leave if you want to?"

  "Without a return boat, without a return boat... Ah, I've thought of it! This 'without a return boat' is actually the treasure of Wu Hui Mo Jun, and you are the son of Wu Hui Mo Jun, Xue Sha Gong Zi?"

  A cultivator shouted in shock with a face full of astonishment.

  The Blood Slaughter Young Master couldn't help but take another glance at the cultivator who had revealed his identity, a sly and charming smile spreading from the corner of his mouth as he burst into loud laughter: "Not bad, this young master is indeed the Blood Slaughter Young Master, and this treasure is none other than my father's Unreturning Boat."

  The cultivators who were initially shocked and terrified by the cultivator's words couldn't help but change color when they saw Blood Slaughterer acknowledge his identity, and they retreated in unison with a cautious expression, staring at Blood Slaughterer.

  The Blood Fiend Young Master looked at those wary cultivators staring at him with a playful smile and said, "Huh, what are you all doing? This young master had good intentions and saved you all, is this how you repay me?"

  The cultivator who got on the boat of no return is now regretful to the point of having green intestines, how stupid he was, actually getting on the boat of no return himself, while others wouldn't even dare to approach it.

  Whether it is the Blood Evil Young Master or the No Return Demon Lord, both of them cultivate the ancient evil magic of Blood Evil No Return*, which is an extremely evil technique that absorbs the cultivator's vital energy and blood to cultivate demonic powers. The more vital energy and blood absorbed, the faster the progress of the demonic powers, it can be said that this is a plundering evil technique.

  The Wú Huí Zhōu is an evil treasure refined by the Wú Huí Mó Jūn, condensed from the essence of blood. It can be said that once you enter the Wú Huí Zhōu, unless you escape, your fate will be to be refined into a ball of essence and absorbed by either the Wú Huí Mó Jūn or the Xuè Shā Gōng Zǐ.

  It was unclear who shouted first: "Everyone fight them!"

  The cultivators, who knew they were on a boat with no return and had already lost all hope in their hearts, howled as they charged towards the Blood Massacre Young Master. However, the Blood Massacre Young Master was calm and composed, watching these half-crazed cultivators with a hint of disdain and ruthlessness at the corner of his mouth.

  "Without a return boat, now"

  As the Blood Fiend Young Master let out a soft shout, the boat without return was seen flashing with blood-colored light, and the aura of evil shot up into the sky. One after another, figures emerged, and to Zhao Xiao's astonishment, they were the same group of black-robed men he had seen earlier.

  Zhao Zhuo's expression changed to one of surprise as he said, "No Return Ship Guard? Could it be that these black-clad men are actually the puppet guards brought by No Return Ship?"

  The shouts of killing on the boat were deafening, and from time to time, you could see some of the guards being killed. However, those killed guards would reappear after a short while, making it impossible to kill them all. Those cultivators, although extremely powerful one by one, couldn't withstand the consumption either. Their spiritual power was almost depleted, and soon many cultivators were killed one after another.

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