Chapter 469 What a blasphemy!

Before Lin Yingfei could finish his shock, Lu Wenwu picked him up with one hand and stepped into the space channel.

When they walked out from the other side and arrived at the top of the city, those who couldn't help but look up at the sky because of the unusual movement all knew what it meant to plummet three thousand feet.

Lin Yingfei vomited miserably. He was unconscious due to the drastic change of space. His soul, which was not very strong to begin with, became weaker and his face became as pale as if he was about to die.

When it comes to space transfer, temporary space channels are mostly rough.

During the movement process, it is inevitable that it will be eroded and interfered with by the power of space.

It felt like being forced to attend a hundred advanced math classes at the same time, and having tens of thousands of advanced math papers stuffed into my brain at the same time, and being forced to do the exercises.

This is the erosion of spatial coordinates.

Lu Wenwu's temporary passage was quite long, and it broke through many spatial barriers. When added together, it was indeed difficult to withstand.

However, this is also related to Lin Yingfei's own poor health.

Logically speaking, a warrior who has reached the level of godhood through tempering his qi and blood and advancing his body should have extremely strong physical fitness and should not reach the point of fainting.

Just a warrior from this world.

Lu Wenwu felt helpless about this.

It's shameful to say that this guy is practicing martial arts. He is simply not worthy of being a martial artist.

The willpower and body are so weak!

Without paying any attention to Wu Zun who flew up to check the situation, Lu Wenwu identified the direction and tore open another short space channel.

This time it didn't require as much effort as before, it was as simple as tearing a tear in the canvas.

Before the warriors stationed in the city below could make any substantial reaction, the figures of Lu Wenwu and others had disappeared above the city.

If it weren't for the paper-like wrinkles that appeared in the sky that was slowly closing and repairing, the warriors would probably have thought they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

In this world, there are no warriors who can flexibly control the power of space.

Perhaps powerful Martial Saints and Martial Gods can rely on their own strength to tear apart space and penetrate space barriers.

But they cannot systematically build a route to save travel time.

There is only one result of forcibly entering the space crack - death!

They were torn to pieces by the violent turbulence of space, or trapped in the interlayer of space, and finally crushed to death by the force generated by the natural movement of space.

Lu Wenwu tore the space apart in the direction indicated by Lin Yingfei.

Finally, after moving for the eleventh time, he finally arrived at the Sun and Moon Imperial City that Lin Yingfei mentioned.

The towering giant city stands above the ground, with city walls tens of meters high rising from the ground, like a wall of sighs in the natural moat.

It seems similar to the architectural style of ancient Chinese cities, but in fact it is completely different.

The towering city wall, like a skyscraper, shone with a black metallic luster, and dark red blood shadows emitted a hazy glow from the wall.

Standing above the City of Sun and Moon and looking down, the entire city looks like a huge black tortoise crawling on the ground, stretching for hundreds of miles, giving the feeling of being in harmony with the earth.

It's like a mountain range.

Lu Wenwu looked down and had a panoramic view of the entire Sun and Moon City.

Invisible shields rose from various nodes of the city wall into the sky, converging into an inverted bowl-shaped protective shield in the sky, faintly connected to the earth veins.

"What a gigantic formation! It's simply a miracle in the history of civilization. This is definitely a black technology that doesn't match the level of civilization development."

Looking at the powerful protective force that ordinary warriors could hardly perceive, Lu Wenwu couldn't help but praise it.

But the next moment, his smile suddenly disappeared, and astonishing anger burst out of his eyes.

This city shield, which is ahead of its time, is driven by the energy of people!

One by one, the skinny warriors, whose energy and blood were drained, had their shackles removed and their bloody tubes pulled out. They were sent into a huge millstone like firewood, and their flesh and bones were ground into bloody powder.

These powders also contained a large amount of qi and blood that had not yet been extracted. The servants mixed them with the blood of a large amount of livestock and stirred them into mud, which was then smeared on the formation on the city wall over and over again.

The aura emanating from the city wall that seemed to be made of steel became increasingly stable and heavy, with a subtle sense of strengthening.

All of this was clearly visible in Lu Wenwu's powerful spiritual consciousness.

Perhaps Lu Wenwu's moral level is not high, and the number of lives lost at his hands is already an extremely terrifying number.

But when he saw this scene, he still felt intense anger.

In the battle, killing is done, but it is a matter of life and death.

But what are you doing!

This is using human lives as firewood, as consumables, and as energy to support a large formation driven by human lives!

Even the most violent and vicious demon cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation would not do such an extravagant act!

"Hey! That damn guy who suddenly appeared, where did this country warrior come from? Doesn't he know that flying is prohibited above the Sun and Moon Imperial City? Hurry and get down here and surrender, and tell us your name and where you came from!"

A burly man in heavy armor flew out of the city, holding a war hammer and flying towards where Lu Wenwu was. There was an expression of extreme impatience on his face, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"That kid, I'm talking to you! Are you deaf? Or do you want to taste the power of this Spiritual Weapon Clone War Hammer in Grandpa's hand?"

Lu Wenwu took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions.

He ignored Wu Zun who was flying up to try to warn and negotiate, but instead sent out a spiritual sense to wake up the dazed Lin Yingfei.

"Brother Wuwu?" Lin Yingfei was still confused. "Where are we?"

"Sun Moon City, the capital of the Sun Moon Empire." Lu Wenwu said expressionlessly, "What is that formation on the city wall below?"

Lin Yingfei shook his head, squinted his eyes, and replied, "Ah? Oh, you mean the Yin-Yang Radiance Formation on the Sun-Moon City wall? It's said to have been inspired by the Sun-Moon Divine Sword. It's incredibly defensive, and it's said to be able to draw upon the power of the sun and moon. Even a peak Martial Saint wielding a sacred weapon could withstand a few blows when fully activated."

"But while that thing is powerful, it's also incredibly expensive to operate. My nephew said that to keep the formation running, at least ten thousand mortals with abundant Qi and blood must be sacrificed every day. If a warrior with strong cultivation were to do this, one person could replace many others."

Ten thousand people a day, three million six hundred thousand a year, thirty six million in ten years!

What an astonishing number!

During the prosperous Tang Dynasty in ancient China, during the Tianbao period under Emperor Xuanzong's rule, the total population of the country was less than 60 million.

If placed here, it would not be enough for a city’s formation to sacrifice for twenty years.

"Why do we have to drain their Qi and blood directly? Where did these sacrificed people and warriors come from?" Lu Wenwu asked again, "If a few Martial Lords and Martial Saints took turns nourishing their Qi and blood, this formation wouldn't kill anyone."

"Fifth Brother, this is very strange. If we don't drain their Qi and blood, do we have to keep them fed? Feeding these people requires food. If we want to restore their Qi and blood, we can't just use porridge and rice bran to fool them. They are just slaves gathered in the war. If they are gone, we can just plunder them again. Why waste all this effort?"

Lin Yingfei felt a little strange about this and looked puzzled.

"Also, using Martial Honored Ones and Martial Saints is too extravagant. No country can afford it, not even the Sun and Moon Empire can. Consuming their Qi and Blood like this day and night, how can Martial Honored Ones and Martial Saints have any chance to continue their cultivation and breakthroughs? No warrior would agree to this."

"But they are just the lives of ordinary people. How can they compare to the lives of martial arts masters and saints who can live forever and move mountains and fill the sea? The lives of millions of ordinary people are not worth a martial arts master."

"If you're worried about overcrowding and a loss of talent, making it difficult to sustain the economy, that's completely unnecessary. Those mortals are like straw. When one crop dies, another crop quickly emerges, allowing for an endless supply of harvest."

"Isn't it great to plunder mortals and warriors from other countries and use them as slaves to cultivate formations and sacrifice to divine weapons? This is a great way to weaken other countries and strengthen our own foundation!"

"Even countries that don't have formations that need to be nurtured obtain their Qi, blood, and flesh for sacrificing divine weapons in this way. Aside from the foolish emperor of the country we met before, few are foolish enough to ruin their own people to feed divine weapons and formations."

Lu Wenwu took a deep breath again: "You mean, this is a common phenomenon?"

"Uh yeah, doesn't everyone do that? It's been like this for thousands of years?"

Lin Yingfei was a little confused. He felt that Lu Wenwu, the legendary "goddess", seemed a little ignorant. How could he not even understand these common sense things?

"But if you want to be the ruler of a country, you don't have to worry about lacking population resources. Not many countries have this kind of formation. Only the capitals of the twelve hegemonic states have this kind of gold-devouring beast. If you don't encounter an attack, you can just keep the basic operations running."

"If it's just to satisfy the daily devouring needs of the divine weapons, there's often no need to hold a special ceremony. Every three to five years, launching a million-man war against the surrounding small countries will be enough. Only if you want to advance and strengthen the divine weapons will you need to specifically capture slaves and hold a ceremony."

Lu Wenwu listened to Lin Yingfei's explanation with an expressionless face, and his eyes became even colder.

As a person with low moral bottom line.

He rarely gets angry about bloody killings.

After all, he himself is not a positive character. Killing is commonplace for him. The amount of karma in his body is so great that even the Ten Kings of Hell are shocked.

Even when he was in the world of immortal cultivation, the actions of those demon cultivators did not make him angry. He just sighed that these demon cultivators were quite progressive and knew not to kill the goose that lay the golden eggs.

Although the demonic cultivators also kill people to practice their skills, at least they know about sustainable development and how to make the population show positive growth.

You have to train two to kill one. Although it is still bloody, civilization is at least moving forward.

The bloody development is still developing.

But what are the people of Shenbing Continent doing?

They are treating human lives like leeks!

And I'm used to this kind of thing!

Even though the world of the Divine Weapon Continent is countless miles wide, there are countless mortals living and multiplying in thousands of countries, large and small.

If this slaughter continues day and night, the whole world will be destroyed one day.

In the end, there will only be one person and one magic weapon left.

That's all.

This sick world is such a blasphemy to martial arts!

If you act like this, you are unworthy of being a warrior!

At this moment, the Martial Master who had flown up earlier had already reached the same level as Lu Wenwu, and powerful blood and energy burst out of his body without reservation, which was enough to be that of a Martial Master in the late stage.

A massive war hammer pointed into the distance, and a murderous look filled the face of the burly general. "Hey, you bastard, I'm asking you a question! Are you fucking deaf? I'll give you one more chance. I'll count to tens, so get out of here!"

"ten"

"So this is because of the common phenomenon of divine weapons appearing. Then I really must destroy all of them this time!"

Still ignoring the Wu Zun who was shouting, Lu Wenwu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer.

He glanced at the confused Lin Yingfei and threw him into the Dragon Mansion.

"Xiaobao, help me look after him."

Xiao Bao looked strange: "I thought you would just crush his head."

Lu Wenwu shook his head slightly. "It's meaningless. It's just the disaster brought about by the divine weapons. He grew up in this environment. It's not anyone's fault, but the fault lies with those divine weapons. Besides, I need a guide who knows the Divine Weapon Continent well enough."

"That's really not something you would say." Xiaobao flicked his tail and disappeared in a flash.

Maomao had consciously transformed into flame patterns, appearing on the back muscles that contained explosive power.

"Isn't it like me? I just don't want to bring more death to this suffering world." Lu Wenwu sneered at himself, "I always feel that after the power of merit has increased, my moral level has also become higher. I actually start to feel distressed about this kind of thing. Or should I say that I have learned empathy?"

"I say, you grandson, do you really dare to pretend to be deaf and dumb?"

The burly general, who had been ignored twice in a row, felt very humiliated and began to become furious, flying straight towards Lu Wenwu.

The war hammer in his hand was raised high, and a dazzling blood light burst out.

"If I don't smash you into a pulp today and feed you to the imperial capital's defense formation, you country bumpkin warriors from the marginal areas really think you are serious!"

"Come and die!"

The hammer head, inlaid with countless sharp spikes, made a piercing whistling sound in the air, and the terrifying force tore the wind apart.

The smile on Lu Wenwu's face became more and more intense, and an astonishing pressure burst out from his golden vertical pupils.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two sounds rang out almost at the same time.

The war hammer that was powerful enough to kill an ordinary martial arts master instantly smashed into Lu Wenwu's forehead with all its might, but it exploded into pieces along with its owner, who had a look of horror on his face.

With just one look, a late-stage martial arts master who was capable of suppressing a medium-sized country single-handedly exploded and died, along with his spiritual weapon clone, shattered without any ability to fight back.

(End of this chapter)