"Let's do it!"
As the blood energy shot out, Liu Zhaodi moved in response. The two of them, one human and one beast, worked together to capture more than a dozen disciples who were entangled in the blood energy. In fact, due to their ruthless attacks, several of them had their cultivation destroyed during the capture.
Even so, Jiang Yuan and Liu Zhaodi showed no mercy and continued to use their iron-fisted methods.
"Fellow Daoists, what is the meaning of this?"
Some people were indignant, and their status within the Wenshan Dao Sect was not low; most of them were elders.
"I helped you cleanse the Mountain Path Sect of traitors, and now you're blaming me?" Jiang Yuan said dismissively, as if he had only killed a few ants.
"them……"
The group of people had uncertain expressions. The fact that the original sect leader's lineage of the Wenshan Dao Sect was so easily eliminated was already full of questions. Now they realized that there must be accomplices, otherwise Tianyuan alone could not have done this.
"I've taken care of the people, but that doesn't absolve you of your responsibilities." Jiang Yuan looked at the disciples of the Wenshan Dao Sect present, then said coldly, "Back then, the Dao Sect descended the mountain during a time of chaos, but now, look at yourselves!"
"In the vast land of China, has your Taoist sect ever launched a large-scale operation? Hiding in the best locations in China, enjoying the safest cultivation environment, your contribution to China is negligible."
"We're better off without such a Taoist sect!"
Jiang Yuan almost completely denigrated the Daoist sect, but it was indeed true. The three great divine emperor clans and their respective affiliated forces were the ones that helped China resist foreign races. Although most of the clan members were arrogant, they also understood one principle: a surname must be attached to a race. Only a powerful race can support a powerful surname.
In this respect, the Seven Gates are far less insightful than the Divine Emperor Clan.
"That's not how it is! We also want to go down the mountain!" Some disciples couldn't stand being looked down upon like that and came out to refute it.
“Yes, we also want to fight on the front lines, but what Mount Wen is protecting is equally important,” Ji Shuo also stepped forward and said.
Jiang Yuan didn't take it seriously. He said calmly, "Alright, you no longer need to guard the things here. You can all go down the mountain in peace."
What's so important about Mount Wendao? It's nothing more than a vein of Holy Spirit Marrow, but now that he's arrived here, that vein already has an owner.
"What do you mean?" The elders of the Wenshan Dao Sect looked at Jiang Yuan suspiciously, and they had a bad feeling.
"You can deal with these traitors yourselves."
Jiang Yuan crippled the traitors one by one and threw them out, then ordered again, "I need nine Divine Realm cultivators who are willing to sacrifice themselves for the Wenshan Dao Sect. See who is willing to offer themselves."
The disciples were baffled by this question. What kind of question was this? It was a matter of life and death, how were they supposed to answer it?
"What, no one is willing? Or are you just a bunch of ungrateful bastards who can't even do the most basic thing like gratitude?" Jiang Yuan provoked them again. He didn't want strong people, but people with the spirit of fearlessness in the face of death.
"I'll do it!"
Ji Shuo was the first to step forward. It wasn't that he wasn't afraid of death, but that he believed in Jiang Yuan.
How could a general who would charge into battle for his soldiers possibly lead them to their deaths? The only explanation is that death is an excuse, and rebirth is the real purpose.
"And me! I'll prove that the disciples of the Wenshan Dao Sect aren't cowards!"
After the first person stepped forward, more and more disciples of the Wenshan Daoist sect came forward, willing to die for the sect.
"There really are people who aren't afraid of death!"
Although Jiang Yuan's expression was mocking, he was also somewhat gratified, for the human race needed the collective strength of millions of people to support it.
"Alright, all nine of you come with me!"
Jiang Yuan selected nine people, each of whom was an outstanding individual. He intended to take away the Holy Spirit Marrow Mine of the Wenshan Dao Sect, but he couldn't go too far. In the end, he would help the Wenshan Dao Sect cultivate nine geniuses.
The cost was the loss of one-tenth of the Holy Spirit Marrow vein.
But he didn't feel regret. Everything one gains in life is finite. Too little regret leads to arrogance, and only the right amount is truly good.
He didn't kill all those traitors. He knew better than anyone how to deal with them than the people of the Mountain Path Sect. After all, he couldn't ask the people of the Mountain Path Sect, and he couldn't interfere entirely in their family affairs.
The group walked through the hidden, winding paths of the Wenshan Taoist Gate, and finally stopped at a certain place after going deeper and deeper.
"Where is this?" Ji Shuo and the others were terrified, because they had already received information before they came that they had sacrificed themselves for the Wenshan Dao Sect, so they were already trembling with tension.
"The source of the mineral vein!"
Jiang Yuan spoke calmly, his gaze even falling on the distance, before muttering, "It seems no one can stay idle."
His pursuers have arrived; they are not only of alien races, but also of human race.
But he is now completely fearless. Here, he will not only absorb the Holy Spirit Marrow Vein, but also completely refine the Blood Secret and Bone Secret.
In the Nine Heavens of Ancient Martial Arts, the realms of Blood, Flesh, and Bone are called the Lower Heaven. This means that these three realms are actually one realm in a sense. Therefore, he can break through the Blood Secret and Bone Secret at the same time, and then combine them with the previous Flesh Secret to create the most perfect Lower Heaven.
This is the highest realm of ancient martial arts. Before him, those who could reach the ninth level of the highest realm were as numerous as carp crossing a river, and those who could reach the ninety-nine levels of the Demon God Body, which was the limit of the physical body, were even fewer. As for the nine hundred and ninety-nine levels of the Eternal Holy Body, they were unprecedented and would never be surpassed.
"Fellow disciples, do not disgrace our Wenshan Dao Sect! We would rather die than retreat!"
A disciple of the Wenshan Dao Sect was sending a telepathic message to others, genuinely believing he was there to die.
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