Chapter 160: Rushing to Send Himself to Death

  Several cultivators who had not boarded the boat were also blocked by Blood Fiend Young Master, teasing them like a cat playing with mice. Looking at those embarrassed cultivators, Zhao Zhuo felt sympathetic and deeply disliked Blood Fiend Young Master in his heart. Killing someone was just a matter of beheading, did it need to be so torturous? Moreover, these cultivators were all proud and arrogant, being humiliated like this, their resentment could be imagined.

  If it were done by oneself, one would probably rather die than let the Blood Fiend Young Master have an easy time.

  It seems to verify Zhao Zhuo's feelings, several disheveled cultivators' eyes flashed with a resolute light, and one of them burst out laughing: "Blood Slaughter Young Master, even if I die, I'll bite you once, explode for me!"

  A burst of bloody light flashed, and the cultivator actually self-destructed his Yuan Shen Zu Xiang. The power was so strong that even the Blood Scythe Prince couldn't help but frown.

  As the blood glow dissipated, Blood Evil Young Master appeared in front of everyone with a slightly disheveled look. He said, "What a rich and dense essence of blood! What a pity, it's truly a pity!"

  Originally thought that a self-explosion of a cultivator would at least cause some injury to the Blood Massacre Young Master, but looking at his appearance, the self-explosion didn't seem to have any effect on him. This made several cultivators even more desperate.

  "Give me a blast!"

  "I'm furious!"

  In the midst of one after another desperate roar, the remaining cultivators chose to self-destruct in a hopeless situation where escape was impossible.

  The power of the self-explosion was so strong that Zhao Zhuo hid quite far away, but even so, the energy released by the explosion would still stir up the earth and sea water. The place where several cultivators had self-destructed was swept clean.

  The Blood Fiend Young Master, who had previously seemed so carefree, now looked utterly disheveled. His white shirt was tattered and his face was deathly pale, making him look like a corpse. There was fresh blood at the corner of his mouth, indicating that the self-explosion of several cultivators had not been without effect, and had at least caused some harm to the Blood Fiend Young Master.

  Xue Xie Gongzi fell onto the deck of the Wu Hui Zhou, at this time the cultivators on the Wu Hui Zhou had also been killed almost to the last man, only a few were still desperately resisting, but they were surrounded by a group of black-clad Wu Hui Zhou guards. Facing what seemed like an endless tide of Wu Hui Zhou guards, the few remaining cultivators' resistance did not last long, and one by one they were slowly ground to death.

  As the cultivators fell, Blood Evil Young Master waved his hand to put away the usable treasures. He stood on the Wú Huí Zhōu, his hands pinching a mysterious incantation. As he pinched the incantation, streaks of blood light flashed back and forth from the Wú Huí Zhōu. With the flashing blood light, the dozens of cultivators' corpses that were originally lying quietly on the Wú Huí Zhōu began to decompose bit by bit, wisps of green smoke rising up. In the end, those corpses actually became clusters of pure and refined essence blood under the refining power of the Wú Huí Zhōu.

  Looking at the dozens of blood clots, the Blood Fiend Young Master nodded in satisfaction, opened his mouth and sucked in fiercely. The dozens of blood clots flew into the Blood Fiend Young Master's mouth, devouring those blood clots. The Blood Fiend Young Master's body began to rapidly swell up, even the clothes on his body were torn apart. Standing there like a giant, the Blood Fiend Young Master's flesh and blood surged and fluctuated wildly, as if a mouse was scurrying around inside his body.

  With his eyes narrowed, Zhao Xiao's heart was shocked beyond measure. This Blood Evil Young Master, even if he wasn't a Dao Lord, probably wouldn't be much weaker. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to swallow and absorb so many pure bloods. What kind of enormous power did those pure bloods contain? Zhao Xiao didn't know, but he knew that if he were in his place, the power contained within those pure bloods would have already burst forth with a loud bang.

  After a while, the originally large body of Blood Evil Young Master slowly shrank down, and when he finally recovered to normal, it could be clearly seen that all the injuries he had suffered earlier had fully recovered, and his aura was even stronger than before.

  "Bloodthirsty Young Master burst out laughing: 'Refreshing, it's really too refreshing! It's been a long time since I've swallowed so much pure and refined blood.'"

  Looking around, the Blood Fiend Young Master involuntarily licked his lips, revealing a ferocious expression: "So many cultivators falling is really such a waste. If I could swallow them all, my cultivation would reach what kind of level?"

  Watching the Blood Massacre Young Master controlling the Unreturning Boat to change locations and continue hunting cultivators, Zhao Zhuo waited until the Blood Massacre Young Master was far away before revealing his figure, his face full of solemn expression.

  Lingbao has not yet been born, and so many ox demons and snake spirits have emerged to stir up trouble. The surroundings seem safe, but who knows if another Blood Fiend like the Young Master will emerge again.

  No need to think too much, in this environment those demon heads must be very fond of it. Normally, if they were to massacre cultivators on a large scale, they would definitely attract the intervention of powerful cultivators. But at this time, hunting down cultivators, I'm afraid even those powerful cultivators will only turn a blind eye and won't put their energy into dealing with these demon heads.

  Zhao Duo's mouth curled up in a wry smile as he glanced around, the power of the earth fire and seawater was no longer as fierce as before. Zhao Duo could feel the strange power contained within the earth fire and seawater slowly gathering towards one place, apparently the Heavenly Punishment Turning Wheel seemed to be gathering strength preparing to emerge.

  Furrowing his brow, Zhao Huo gazed in the direction of the gathering power and muttered to himself: "The Spirit Treasure is about to emerge, should I go take a look?"

  However, it seems that no one helped Zhao Zhuo make up his mind. After a while, Zhao Zhuo seemed to have made a decision and nodded heavily: "Since I've come, if I don't go and experience it for myself, I'll definitely regret it later. Besides, with my luck being so strong, not going to seize the treasure shouldn't be a problem for keeping my life safe, right?"

  If Bai Jingjing were still by Zhao Zhu's side, she would definitely sneer at him and persuade him to give up. If that vague and elusive luck could be relied upon, then why not just wait for all good things to come from heaven? Sometimes being too arrogant can cost one's life.

  As the power of the earth fire and sea water decreased, many surviving cultivators seemed to be frightened, with more than 80% of the surviving cultivators desperately leaving the range of Wang Hai City, as the impression left by the earth fire and sea water was too profound.

  It was just the fire of the land and the sea that caused the downfall of millions of practitioners, it's hard to believe if you say it out loud, there hasn't been a single downfall of so many practitioners in hundreds or thousands of years.

  The sky above Wang Hai City was shrouded in dark clouds, with a suffocating aura of death that was terrifying to behold. The intensity of the death energy emanating from the numerous cultivators who had perished at once was imaginable.

  In the midst of this dark cloud, several half-skeleton and half-human shaped eerie cultivators were excitedly cackling as they waved various magical artifacts in their hands to absorb those death auras.

  Below, countless cultivators fled from Wang Hai City, and just as many cultivators with determined and excited eyes rushed towards the place where Tian Xing's reincarnation was born.

  There are those who fear death, and there are those who do not. The top-grade congenital spiritual treasure that is about to be unearthed will change everything. With the spiritual treasure in hand, even a cultivator at the Unity stage can rival a strong practitioner at the Dao King stage. Everyone firmly believes they have a connection with the spiritual treasure. As a result, those who fled and those who rushed into Wanghai City from outside formed a stark contrast, like two raging rivers.

  Zhao Duo followed the crowd, but he was very self-aware. With his current cultivation level, if he really went to compete for the spiritual treasure, he might not even get close before being blown to dust. He just wanted to broaden his horizons.

  Not many cultivators came with the intention of competing for the treasure, so it didn't take long for Zhao Zhuo to fall behind. He was left hanging far behind the main group, watching as those cultivators charged forward one by one. Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but curl his lip in disdain - these people were truly willing to risk their lives for the sake of obtaining the treasure.

  "What's the hurry, no need to rush even if you're trying to reincarnate"

  Zhao Duo looked at the backs of those cultivators with a sigh of emotion.

  A soft, melodious laugh came from not far away, the voice was quite crisp and pleasant to hear, and Zhao Shuo felt a few points of familiarity, couldn't help but look in the direction where the laughter came from. Upon looking over, Zhao Shuo slightly froze for a moment, it wasn't someone else, the one who let out the soft laugh was unexpectedly Xin Lu, with whom Zhao Shuo had crossed paths twice before, and also the elegant and refined Lu Qingfeng.

  Zhao Zhuo didn't feel embarrassed that his words were overheard, instead he walked closer to the two and said: "So you're both fellow Taoists, I thought you were someone else. Why aren't you going to seize the treasure? Instead, you're falling behind just like me?"

  Xin Lu lightly smiled and said: "Why don't you go, Fellow Daoist? Don't you have any interest in the Heavenly Punishment Turning Wheel, this kind of treasure?"

  Zhao Duo curled his lips and said, "Of course I'm tempted, who wouldn't want a top-grade innate spiritual treasure? Having one in hand would make me feel safer, but unfortunately, I haven't lost my mind yet. If I wanted to snatch the treasure, I'd have to be prepared to lose my life, and I don't want to die without even leaving behind any remains."

  Lu Qingfeng burst out laughing and said, "Brother, you're really interesting. Not many people can see through things like you do. Since you don't want to die, are we not allowed to be afraid of death just like you?"

  Zhao Zhuo was taken aback, clearly not expecting Lu Qingfeng to come up with such a wonderful phrase. Then Zhao Zhuo burst out laughing and said: "Interesting, really interesting! It turns out that Lu Daoyou and Xin Daoyou are birds of a feather!"

  Xin Lu raised an eyebrow upon hearing the words, while Lu Qingfeng winked at Zhao Suo, his actions making it hard to believe he was the chief disciple of the Qinglian Dao Sect.

  Three people walked together, chatting and laughing. The cultivators who flew by their side were amazed, and one of them said in a loud voice: "These three are really fools! Everyone is rushing to catch up with the spiritual treasure, but these three are not in a hurry, they're just strolling along, I've never seen such foolish cultivators!"

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