507 Battle of Xizi Prefecture

Unconsciously, Yuan Cangming thought of how Dean Dai had asked him to bring the spiritual treasure, the Thousand Mountain Fire Lotus, to his senior brother and then to the city lord. He didn't know whether he felt embarrassed or not, but he didn't feel awkward at all. Whether he was in the world or not, it was the same.

In Xizi Prefecture, there was an eerie red moon. Upon closer inspection, it wasn't the moon that was red, but rather the red color of the ordinary people in the city of Xizi Prefecture. They seemed to be slowly falling asleep, with wisps of bloody energy emanating from their houses.

Inside the inner city, those who were asleep were sleeping as if they had just finished working for seven days and seven nights and were now sleeping.

Lu Shuang was dressed in a pure white robe, her body curvaceous. Her subordinate Mi Qi unconsciously swallowed, his eyes filled with horror and madness as he looked at the dense blood energy and the blood bead slowly forming on the array.

My heart was filled with excitement. Such fervent flattery would surely bring me more power.

Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted, and a weakened patriarch leaped into the air, angrily shouting, "You broke your promise! You said you wouldn't kill anyone in the inner city, you wouldn't kill anyone from our family!"

Before he could reply, his blood and energy were depleted, and he suddenly felt his hair stand on end. With a thunderous thud, the surrounding air vibrated violently, and he coughed up blood, which gushed out like arrows, along with his internal organs.

His face was pale, showing a hint of pain and resentment, and a touch of luck.

A cold, mocking laugh echoed in my ears: 'You didn't keep your promise to help me control things either, and you were secretly preparing to escape, weren't you?'

Don't worry, I'm a very kind-hearted person. They've all gone before you; now that you're gone, reunion will come soon.

Pain, struggle, desolation, the sound of blood dripping from his mouth, unspoken curses, and a sense of relief. Having lived long enough and enjoyed life, one naturally no longer thinks of risking one's life.

Mi Qi waved his hand lightly, as if brushing away the dust, and slowly approached the vice leader. His expression was respectful as he said, "The leader's calculations were truly accurate. He knew these people were simply cowards who clung to life. He captured them with ease."

Even the deputy character of Mi Qi was lost. In this Xizi Prefecture, from tonight to tomorrow and the day after, it will basically be refined. The reward obtained at that time will be unbelievable.

He felt the rewards he had received in the past, his own strength, and the robustness of his meridians. Although there was a moment of madness, as if he needed to kill all the injustices in front of him, he was supported by a strong belief that they all deserved their fate.

A sense of calm settled in Lu Shuang's heart, as if recalling unhappy memories of the past: abandoning the outer city to preserve the inner city, or abandoning other families to preserve herself, or even just seeking to preserve herself. These thoughts often appeared in her memories.

He said in a low, cold voice, "Foolish people, having lived long enough, actually believe even the words used to coax a three-year-old."

A sense of unease crept into his mind. 'The blood bead is formed, but why is there no response? Does this blood sacrifice need to be intensified?'

The unknown land seemed to be separated by time and space, like the three realms of heaven, earth, and man. A giant creature, ten feet tall, was engulfed in flames, and the surrounding temperature was like a furnace, turning even the stones black.

Lava, like a winding fiery serpent, flowed slowly down the hillside. Intense, unknown gases erupted from the magma, rising high into the sky along with thick smoke and ash.

The area was charred and burned, barren of vegetation, and the hot wind brought a pungent smell of sulfur, creating a suffocating atmosphere.

A gigantic humanoid monster, ten zhang tall, was surrounded by flowing lava. Half of its leg was slowly merging into the lava. Beside it, a monster of the same size was dead, its head shattered and damaged.

It seemed that some treasure inside had been devoured by this creature. It slowly disappeared into the magma, and a faint call and the connection array it had left behind reached its ears, but it paid no attention to them at the moment and went to heal its wounds.

In the scorching sky, a shadow seemed to flit by. In the distance, it appeared as if a tall, four-legged monster, capable of breathing fire, was unleashing flames, and the dark rocks seemed about to burst into flames once more, slowly emerging, whether surveying the surroundings or hunting for prey, it was unclear.

Apart from the occasional gurgling sound of bubbles, there is only deathly silence and desolation, where the miracles and wonders of life slowly and strangely exist.

At this moment, the leader of the Lu Shuang sect felt a little anxious. His previous actions were also brilliant. The fact that the Crimson Flame Demon had not responded for so long and that he had delayed the negotiations was all part of his plan.

Even if the people in the inner city don't move, it won't have much of an impact. However, since there has been no response for a long time, if he removes the power of the blood bead and leaves the place where he was consumed, he might go mad without the purifying power of the Crimson Flame Demon.

If the Crimson Flame Demon accepts, he can obtain pure power from it, as well as reward power or supernatural abilities. If he enhances the flame supernatural abilities within his body, he will be able to kill his opponents with even greater ease.

Moreover, Lu Shuang only gradually understood how to steal the power of the Crimson Flame Demon after she advanced in rank. She also understood why the sect leader rarely took action himself and instead had his subordinates do it, thus absorbing the power of his subordinates.

With the filtering effect of subordinates, the power may be less, but the possibility of being completely corrupted by evil spirits will also be much smaller.

This is why, although the Crimson Flame Demons are numerous, very few of them advance to higher levels. This is true for all demons; once they reach a certain level, they begin to cultivate filters.

In this process, no matter how many cultivators there are, very few can advance, break through the gate, and what awaits them is death.

Therefore, Lu Shuang kept the cult leader a secret and rarely met with him, unsure of the extent of his corruption or the degree to which he was spying on her.

Only by being unrestrained, constantly changing, and doing whatever one pleases can one evaluate one's own cult leader, without knowing his true nature or appearance.

Time passed quickly, but there was still no response from the outer city. If there was no response to this plan, it would be too dangerous for him to take it himself, but it would be too dangerous for his subordinates to take it.

In an instant, it transforms into a demonic entity, its mind filled only with thoughts of killing or success, and of peeking into the secrets beyond power. Naturally, it will quickly hide away.

The pressure is still borne by oneself, and there are no benefits whatsoever.

His eyes were cold and sharp; he knew he had no choice but to sacrifice the inner city and take everything. If that still didn't work, he would have to take a desperate gamble. This immense wealth was not to be missed; who knew if there were truly no one secretly watching?

As the third watch of the night fell, the person who had escaped through the secret passage slowly collapsed into a pool of blood. Four eerie figures surrounded them, their faces terrifying and seemingly intent on devouring men. Their skin was tough, impervious to blades and spears, and their silk clothes were filthy and disheveled, yet they harbored a secret sense of smug satisfaction.

Silently carrying a body away, it slowly disappeared into the night. A strange sound came from behind, as if it were eating. The more it ate, the more energetic it became, and the hungrier it felt. A strange power of cultivation was slowly stirring within it.