Now, a space rift has opened above the central blood pool at the bottom of the Dora Blood Fighting Arena.

The Evil Eye High Priest and even the entire bloody arena have completely focused on attacking the opposing world.

The bloody battle at the top hasn't been held for some time, all of it has been thrown into the war of aggression behind the rift.

The great Asura Vimalakirti, who had been elusive before, also revealed his true form after the space rift opened.

Compared to the stone statue, he himself was even taller and more majestic. His power and strength were also at a level that Jiang Li could not guess at the moment.

Together with the High Priest of the Evil Eye, he stood behind the rift and exerted influence on the other world, causing the people of Wantumen to suffer extremely tragic losses every time they crossed the range of the power of chaos.

At that time, Wantumen also launched several fierce counterattacks, trying to end this inexplicable attack by destroying the temporary altar.

After paying a considerable price, they successfully did this. After destroying the altar that Jiang Li had cut corners on, they saw the space rift begin to heal rapidly.

But the great Asura Vimalakirti on the opposite side was decisive enough and actually threw the crown on his head directly over.

With this crown as the core, the space rift was stabilized again! This also shows that the Duoluo Blood Arena is actually much worse than the Asura territory summoned by the Black Lotus Cult back then.

Back then, that force directly took out treasures of the level of Pure Lotus of Fruition. But Vimalakirti was obviously not that rich. In order to maintain the rift, he even threw out his crown.

There is obviously some gap between this Great Asura and the Asura Lord.

Jiang Li watched the war silently from the side.

He could only sigh that the world of the truly wealthy was beyond his imagination.

But their joyful fight was also good for Jiang Li.

On the one hand, it can continue to weaken the strength of Wantumen.

On the other hand, the top leader and the second-in-command of the Dora Blood Fighting Arena were both staring at the space rift.

All the scattered trivial matters in the bloody arena naturally fell on the head of the Yaksha clone, which further increased his power. Every day, various Asuras came to him to give gifts.

"Lord Bloodfall, there are three demon generals outside who want to see you, hoping to join our Duoluo Blood Arena,"

The Yaksha clone is waving a newly acquired bloodthirsty demon weapon, the Bloodthirsty Fork, which was given to him as a reward when Vimalakirti first appeared.

Its power is in no way inferior to that of earth-level magic weapons.

At this time, a subordinate came to report and interrupted his testing of the fork.

In order to cross the space rift and defeat the monks of the Lamb Realm, the Dora Blood Arena has been recruiting powerful small-sized Asuras during this period.

However, such a race is not easy to find in the Shura world, so the battle situation has been in a stalemate, and there has been no major progress during this period of time.

He casually put the Earth-level Demon Soldier Bloodthirsty Fork aside and asked his men to bring the person in.

The Blood-Falling Yaksha found three jars of Bhimacitra's blood. In order to join the bloody arena of Trayastrimsa, he required everyone to drink a drop of his crazy blood to show their loyalty.

But the three demon generals who came in looked surprisingly familiar to Jiang Li.

He had actually seen these three demon generals.

A few months ago, these three were still high-quality cultivators of the human race.

Unexpectedly, several months later, they met again in another world with another identity.

The remnant of the Black Lotus Sect, the Black Lotus Old Demon, the head of Bailian Mountain, Situ Fengzhu, and the elder of Bailian Mountain, Situ Xinggong! However, the three of them have now abandoned their human identities. After drinking the blood of madness, they transformed into Asura Demon Generals and joined this side.

Back then, with the joint efforts of the three major sects in Dachong Mountain, Bailian Mountain was destroyed, and the space rift was closed by blowing up the blood pool with spiritual liquid.

Because in the end, it was several elders who left their bodies and controlled the corpses of the disciples of Bailian Mountain to release the spiritual liquid.

At that time, Jiang Li guessed that these three guys might be ostracized and have a hard time in the other world.

Now it seems to be true. It is impossible to survive under the previous Asura Lord.

Now, people actually come to him to seek a job.

"Lord Duxue, we have heard of your great name for a long time. This is the gift we brought. I hope you like it."

The old demon Black Lotus, who had transformed into a six-armed demon general, diligently presented a coffin and two wine jars to the Yaksha clone.

Just by smelling the odor leaking out of it, Jiang Li already knew what was inside.

The corpse of a former disciple of Bailian Mountain and two cans of well-preserved human blood.

Human beings are the most intelligent creatures in the universe and are a race created by Nuwa in imitation of the gods.

Therefore, humans possess talents that many races do not have. After the war between the wizards and the liches, they gradually rose in places like the ancient times.

But because of this, no matter whether it is a demon, a ghost, a monster, or an Asura or a armored cannibal, they basically all like to eat people.

It's not just a matter of taste, they can really gain huge benefits from eating humans.

The Black Lotus Demon knew this very well, so he secretly collected a lot of corpses of disciples from Bailian Mountain. When they arrived in this world, they became hard currency that was more useful than blood crystals.

"Well, I heard that you were once Lord Aditya's subordinates. How come you suddenly came to the Dora Blood Fighting Arena?"

Lord Aditya was the unlucky Asura Lord who was blown into a blood pool before.

His territory is not far from the Dora Blood Arena, so the Fallen Blood Yaksha who was reborn in the wasteland would go to the Dora Blood Arena when summoned.

These people also heard Vimalakirti's recruitment order and came here to try their luck.

"We admire Master Vimalakirti's demeanor even more, so we come here specially to seek refuge with you. We hope you can take us in."

In the Asura world, except for a few races such as the witches, people usually speak directly. People like them who can bend and stretch are also talented.

Jiang Li did not abandon them because of the past grudges. After all, only by keeping them under his command could he easily take revenge on them.

"It is of course no problem to keep you. Lord Vimalakirti is currently waging a war and is short of many men."

"Do you want to be the bravest warrior? Or stay by my side and help me do something?"

Jiang Li gave them two choices.

Having experienced the cross-border invasion war, they naturally knew the danger of being thrown into that battlefield. The current Kyushu Continent was no longer their home.

The decision was made without much hesitation.

"I will do whatever Master Yasha orders me to do."

. . . .

On the cannibal island off the eastern coast of Cangyun Continent.

Jiang Li, wearing a layer of ogre skin, followed several armored ogres in robes and walked into the fortress nest in the center of the island.

The cold and towering stone walls give people a deep sense of oppression.

After passing through that gate, the scene inside the fortress wall is completely different from the scene outside the wall.

It's much more organized, clean and tidy here.

The armored ogres inside were all wearing neat clothes or armor.

Many ogres, whose auras were obviously strong, were training together in an organized manner.

Individuals with different abilities were divided into several forces, including long-range, melee, and auxiliary, and trained separately.

The characteristics of these ogres are highly alienated. If there is only one, there will be a relatively large defect.

If all the armored ogre troops on this island were deployed to stop them, at least half of the monks in the Mechanical City would have to die.

And the treatment he received was completely different from that of the ogres outside.

Behind them there was a stone table with piles of human heads placed directly on it for them to use at any time.

This is the cannibal version of "while the rich enjoy wine and meat, there are people starving to death on the streets."

He just took a quick look and then followed the five robed men into the fortress.

The interior is full of totemic decorations with strong tribal style.

It looks relatively primitive, but the more deeply rooted the totem worship is, the more stable and unified the power formed will be.

Compared with the human race's cultivation world, which is in a mess internally, they are countless times more united.

Moreover, if you really think that they are lagging behind, you will suffer a great loss.

Jiang Li followed them, turning left and right, and after going up several floors, they stopped in front of a luxurious room.

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Outside the wall, inside the wall and inside the fortress are three completely different worlds.

Even monsters know how to do this kind of thing these days.

"Wait outside. Don't look around or move around."

One of the robed ogres gave Jiang Li instructions, then took one of the jars from his hand, pushed open the door and walked inside.

The moment the door opened, Jiang Li tilted his head slightly and saw a figure sitting on a high seat.

A decent blue dress and a well-proportioned and slender body.

If it weren't for the exposed claws and paws, Jiang Li would have thought it was a normal human wearing a mask.

The size of this ogre was not exaggerated, but more like a human. But at the first sight of it, Jiang Li knew that he was no match for this monster.

There were two lines painted on his armor with an unknown color.

Through the little knowledge that the mind-sucking monster obtained from the armor-faced ogre's brain, Jiang Li knew that the person sitting inside was the person with the highest status on the island, Viscount Dugaronlong.

"Dear Viscount, this is the latest harvest of top-quality food. Please enjoy it."

The five men in long robes crawled in on their knees.

They opened the jar and out popped a human head.

The person in the jar slowly woke up from his coma. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a chill on his scalp, and then his crown was lifted from the back and hung in front of his eyes.

The cruel ghoul was pushed in front of Viscount Dugaronlong. The ogre, who was wearing an exquisite dress and looked gentle and noble, opened his mouth and drooled out of it.

"Mm, what a wonderful smell, what a developed and healthy diet, it's different from those raised on the farm."

"If you hadn't come to the front line, you wouldn't be able to taste such delicious food."

Ordinary ogres can only get a small piece of food every few months.

The elite ogres within the city walls can be eaten at any time.

As for higher-level ogres, they are no longer satisfied with ordinary eating.

There are higher requirements for all imported things.

The food they want to eat must not only be fresh and alive and have spiritual roots, but there is even a distinction between farm-raised and wild ones.

Yes! Farm! Jiang Li, who was standing at the door, immediately thought of something very bad when he heard the word farm.

It is obviously impossible to meet the food needs of the entire population of armor-faced ogres by simply sneaking in from behind the front line. Even the minimum supply is impossible to satisfy.

Jiang Li had previously thought of dealing a blow to the Class A ogre by cutting off the supply channels of the smugglers.

Now that I think about it, a living human being must have been sold to the armor-faced ogre a long time ago.

And they built the so-called farm using those innocent human beings!

Raise those companions like livestock for food.

"These damn guys!"

Jiang Li cursed in his heart but could not show it on the surface.

If the pair of eyes exposed now were not his own, the strong murderous intent in them would be enough to expose him instantly.

Du Jialonglong took out an exquisite spoon, scraped a spoonful of food and put it into his mouth.

Then close your eyes and quietly savor the beauty of it.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Du Jialonglong suddenly straightened up and spat out the white thing in his mouth.

The white mass kept wriggling in the air, extending countless tiny roots.

When it was put into the mouth just now, these roots tried to penetrate Dugalonglong's mucous membrane and parasitize him.

Unfortunately, he still found out.

The Ogre Viscount looked at the jar again.

The human child in the jar had now turned into a lump of wood, without any life at all.

"Fool! How dare you fool me!"

The pair of vertically aligned eyes were instantly filled with rage.

"Sir, we don't know! It really wasn't us who did it!"

"My Lord Viscount, please spare my life!"

The five people kneeling on the ground originally thought that they could get some rewards this time, but the sudden change made them feel like they were falling into an icy cave.

Viscount Dugaronlong is not in the habit of listening to explanations.

He raised his hand and waved, and five white shadows suddenly flew out before Jiang Li had time to react.

It stabbed into the chests of the five armored ogre-ogres kneeling below.

At that speed, Jiang Li estimated that he wouldn't be able to see it clearly even with his own eyes.

If he attacked me, I would probably not be able to escape.

The five white shadows pierced into the chests of the armored monsters. Those armored monsters in long robes, who were of high status and strong strength, fell to the ground without any struggle.

Looking at their chests, there were five white flowers that looked like they were withered.

The five robed and armored figures shrank and their muscles melted away, while the five white flowers absorbed their blood and life and blossomed into the most beautiful red flowers.

Wilted flowers?

Could it be that the thing that can remove the erosion of the armor-faced monster's flesh and blood is this kind of unprecedented flower?

(End of this chapter)