Chapter 138 The Cat Recovers Its Previous Life Strength
Ye Jingfeng seemed frightened. Regardless of his worsening physical collapse, he hissed, "Master Priest, please forgive me. I failed in my duties... but... but the Star Stone has been found! It's with this person!"
He used up his last bit of strength to point at Bai Qingchen.
Wuwang's gaze followed his direction and landed on Bai Qingchen. When he saw Bai Qingchen's appearance, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into amusement: "Oh? It's you... Well, you have completed the mission. Your Majesty will remember your contribution."
Hearing this, Ye Jingfeng felt relieved and a twisted smile appeared on his face. The next moment, his body, along with the other demon cultivators around him who had taken the red liquid, exploded at the same time with a "bang" in full view of everyone, turning into blood foam all over the sky.
The immortal disciples in Qingyang Valley were at a loss as to what to do after seeing this scene.
The people in Candle Star Square naturally saw the scene in the secret realm through the gap. Seeing that their disciples were still alive, they were first surprised, and then despaired. They all screamed with all their might:
“Don’t come out!”
"Close the passage quickly!"
"Leave us alone! Go!"
However, they had no control over this. The jade talismans carried by all those entering the secret realm were forcibly activated by a powerful external force! Flashes of white light appeared, and the cultivators in the secret realm were pulled up involuntarily as if by invisible threads, through the forcibly torn gap, and thrown towards Candle Star Square!
The black dragon wanted to stop it, but he was powerless. After everyone was teleported away, the crack closed.
Looking at the Qingyang Valley which had suddenly become quiet, the black dragon sighed, entered the crack that he had opened before, and left the secret realm.
As soon as they left the secret realm, the blood-colored lines in the blood pool swarmed over like wolves smelling blood, and instantly bound everyone who had just landed.
Bai Qingchen and Mo Zhiyuan were teleported to a similar location, and the blood-colored lines immediately wrapped around them, tying the two of them into a ball.
Wuwang looked at the scene in front of him with a satisfied smile on his face.
He controlled the blood patterns, lifted Bai Qingchen and Mo Zhiyuan, who were tied up like cocoons, into the air and pulled them towards where he was.
Bai Feng's expression changed drastically, and he cut the blood veins entangled with his sword: "Let him go!"
Zhou Xuanyi and Zhou Jingyan also exerted their strength at the same time, trying to break through the obstruction of the demon cultivator.
But the number of demon cultivators lurking around was far beyond their imagination, and there were many masters among them who blocked them.
Wuwang smiled, his voice filled with fanatical piety: "Welcome Your Majesty, you are about to descend upon this world again!"
The blood-red cocoon ball that bound Bai Qingchen and Mo Zhiyuan slowly floated towards Wuwang.
Wuwang stretched out his hand, preparing to untie the blood cocoon and take out the star stone.
Something strange happened suddenly!
A sword light containing the chill of annihilation burst out from the inside of the blood cocoon without warning, and the blood-colored lines were easily torn apart.
The sword light continued to move forward, striking straight towards Wuwang's face!
Wuwang never thought that these two people could fight back despite being bound by blood patterns, and he was unable to dodge.
The sword flashed, and Wuwang's entire upper body, from the left shoulder to the right waist, was neatly split diagonally.
The whole audience fell silent instantly, and everyone was stunned by this sudden reversal!
However, Wuwang, who was split into two halves, did not bleed. Instead, thick and sticky black demonic energy gushed out of the wound. The two halves of his body were connected by the demonic energy and were actually wriggling to try to merge again.
"Take advantage of now!" Bai Qingchen's low voice rang out.
He and Mo Zhiyuan had already broken free from the remaining blood marks. The two worked together in perfect harmony, not giving Wuwang any chance to heal.
After breaking away from the suppression of the secret realm, Mo Zhiyuan's terrifying cultivation level at the peak of the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm was fully revealed. Bai Qingchen used the innate ability of the Starry Night Black Cat and borrowed the power of his previous life, and his cultivation level also stood firmly at the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.
Wuwang dodged in a panic, his healing process was interrupted, and new wounds appeared on his body.
The disguised gentleness on his face completely disappeared, leaving only twisted resentment.
"Mo! Zhi! Yuan!"
He almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words.
At this moment, the Lingxiao Sect disciples who were bound below were confused and wondered why Immortal Wuwang would call Senior Brother Chenxing the Sword Master?
However, the elders leading the various factions could sense where the powerful and cold sword intent came from, and they all showed expressions of joy.
"It's the Sword Master! It's the Xuanji Sword Master!"
"Master Sword Master has actually been in the secret realm all along!"
"We are saved! We are saved!"
"Isn't the guy next to Sword Master a Five Spiritual Roots disciple of Lingxiao Sect? How come his cultivation is so profound that it's hard to tell."
Elder Feng looked at the two figures fighting side by side in the sky. His past memories gradually became clearer and he murmured, "Immortal Lord Fu Yu."
Now that his identity was exposed, Mo Zhiyuan no longer pretended and returned to his original appearance.
Bai Qingchen and Mo Zhiyuan joined forces and quickly cut off the blood lines that bound everyone below.
The monks who regained their freedom immediately supported each other and moved away from the disturbing pool of blood in the center as quickly as possible.
Many monks had been thrown into the pool before and turned into part of the water.
Wuwang looked at Bai Qingchen and Mo Zhiyuan sinisterly, especially staying on Bai Qingchen for a moment, as if he finally figured something out, and let out a series of hoarse and strange laughs.
"I never thought that after four hundred years, it would still be you two who would hinder His Majesty's plans."
"Haha... now that those damn cats are gone, I wonder what else you can use to stop us!"
He no longer tried to heal his wounds, but instead suddenly opened his arms and chanted obscure spells.
As he chanted, the sub-arrays scattered across the square were activated, and countless blood crystals emitting rich demonic energy were thrown into the blood pool.
The pool of blood began to churn violently like boiling water thrown into boiling oil, and its color became even darker red.
Bai Qingchen's face was solemn. From the pool of blood, he felt an extremely evil force that was trying to connect to a certain dimension.
"Stop him, he is forcibly opening the channel!" Bai Qingchen said anxiously.
Mo Zhiyuan acted decisively and tried to interrupt Wuwang's spell.
But Wuwang completely ignored his own injuries, endured the attack, and madly injected blood crystals into the blood pool.
After taking a blow from Mo Zhiyuan's sword and having half of his body frozen to pieces, he completed the final step.
"Hahaha, welcome, Your Majesty!" He laughed wildly.
At this moment, the skin belonging to Wuwang on his body began to melt and fall off like broken ice, revealing his true appearance.
Some of the older generation monks who had participated in the great war four hundred years ago cried out in shock: "Charon! It's the Demon Lord's Left Protector, Charon! Shouldn't he have…"
"Hehehe..." Wuwang, or Charon, laughed triumphantly.
"You wouldn't have thought, would you? Four hundred years ago, I split off half of my soul and took over the body of Wuwang, a then-unknown disciple of the Guixu Sect. The one who was sucked into the space rift was only my other half!"
"I've been lurking for four hundred years, working hard, all for this day!"
"Quick! Destroy the blood pool completely!" Someone reacted and shouted anxiously.
However, even if Bai Qingchen and Mo Zhiyuan joined forces to completely defeat Charon's half-soul, the last step of the ritual he completed could no longer be interrupted.
"He is using the origin of demonic energy and the blood of all spirits as a guide to point the way to the Demon Realm!" Bai Qingchen understood instantly.
Mo Zhiyuan observed the changes in the blood pool intently and said coldly, "This formation is not complete."
They all knew that in order to achieve complete connectivity, they needed the most crucial thing, the Star Stone.
Charon was forced into a desperate situation and could only activate an incomplete formation first.
The evil energy in the blood pool rose into the sky, almost dyeing the entire sky red.
The sticky plasma in the pool swelled up huge bubbles one after another and then burst.
In every burst bubble, a half-transparent figure surrounded by demonic energy emerged.
The shadow in the front was tall and ferocious, emitting a monstrous demonic aura. It was none other than the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord's shadow greedily took a deep breath, as if savoring the breath of this world, and sighed with satisfaction: "Ants, surrender to me!"
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