Chapter 346 Zhuo Shouyun Loses His Heart and Fights Against a Group of Heroes
The menacing, blood-red claws reached for the blood fruit.
Wang Yu sneered inwardly.
This is insane! Didn't anyone tell him that this Yin Erosion Palace was set up by a Nascent Soul Venerable? It seems that although every disciple of the Blood Pavilion has a top-grade blood spirit root, there are actually more good-for-nothings among them.
It's like a concentration camp for spoiled brats and their trash.
People like Zhuo Shouyun are ultimately a minority.
"Ahhh!"
"How could this be... Zhuo Shouyun, you will die a horrible death!"
Um?
Upon hearing the familiar name, Wang Yu turned his head sharply, his eyes meeting those of a figure. Zhuo Shouyun looked rather disheveled, with none of his men remaining by his side.
Only a few Blood Pavilion disciples were by his side.
This fool who rashly attempted to break through the heaven-defying trap set by the Nascent Soul cultivator was clearly deceived.
A burst of blood-red flames suddenly ignited, and the man instantly turned to ashes.
—Soul vanished into thin air!
Everyone felt a dryness in their throats and moved away from Zhuo Shouyun's location. The few Blood Pavilion disciples also looked at Zhuo Shouyun with suspicion and tried to retreat.
But it was too late. They looked as if they had been choked, their faces turning red, and countless drops of blood gushing from their cheeks.
All of it flowed into Zhuo Shouyun's body, making his aura even stronger. In contrast, those unlucky guys turned into dried corpses, and even their golden cores turned to ash.
It was swallowed very cleanly.
Zhuo Shouyun seemed to have used some secret technique, at the cost of others' lives, his aura surged from the mid-stage of Core Formation to its peak.
Blood oozed from its mouth and nose, and it suddenly attacked Wang Yu.
"This is insane..."
To decide the outcome of the battle with him here is contrary to Zhuo Shouyun's usual behavior; someone of his intelligence would not do such a thing.
Even if all his men were dead, he shouldn't have gone in himself.
Wang Yu felt that the situation was a bit strange.
"Boom—"
Just then, Zhuo Shouyun struck a thin layer of blood-red barrier with his claw. Wang Yu stood there quietly, without making any move.
The blood claws struck repeatedly, accompanied by continuous booming sounds, but caused no damage whatsoever.
Something is clearly wrong.
Someone suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
"This is the protection of the Blood Killing Stone Tablet, but hasn't this person already passed the test of the stone tablet? Why is there still this layer of protection?"
The people are not fools.
He immediately turned his gaze to the Luo Sheng Blood Fruit in the crimson pillar of light. This treasure seemed to have replenished something, and it floated inside for a long time.
It is currently drifting out of it, slowly flying towards Wang Yu.
"really!"
"You have passed the ninth test of the stone tablet!"
In the blink of an eye, Wang Yu became the target of everyone's criticism. This was a fourth-order spiritual medicine of divine sense, which was already precious and even more rare.
It is sufficient to be the main ingredient of a fourth-tier elixir.
Wang Yu needed it to help him break through to the fourth level of divine sense realm, so he wouldn't wait until his alchemy skills improved before refining it.
The situation changed, but Wang Yu wasn't in a hurry.
Instead, he frowned at Zhuo Shouyun. Logically speaking, this guy should have left long ago; he was the kind of person who was good at using all the power around him.
It's like...he's lost his mind!
Are those old monsters really going this far? Wang Yu scanned the crowd with his divine sense and, sure enough, spotted a familiar figure – Xie Xie'an!
His strength has improved remarkably quickly, and his aura has also changed slightly.
The method of concealment is so subtle that he might not be able to discover it unless he searches carefully.
As time goes by.
The Luo Sheng Blood Fruit finally fell into Wang Yu's hands, and he put it into his Sea Heart Ring in the blink of an eye. He didn't even have time to check it before a barrage of spells came crashing down on him.
It looked like they were going to blow the Blood Slaughter Palace to smithereens.
Wang Yu, who was prepared, instantly transformed into hundreds of figures and rushed in all directions.
The floor, walls, and ceiling are all covered in Wang Yu!
Among the cultivators were many capable individuals. Suddenly, a barrier of light rose at the entrance of the Blood Slaughter Hall, attempting to seal everyone inside.
If this succeeds.
There are over three hundred people in this hall; their brains would probably be beaten out, and at most a dozen or so would survive.
"roar!"
Suddenly, a howl of a corpse rang out.
A zombie, about ten feet tall and covered in black scales, suddenly leaped in front of Wang Yu's true form. Its claws swept out, but Wang Yu kicked it away.
The clash of fierce, brute force resulted in a draw.
A deafening explosion followed, and they both staggered backward!
"Jiang Mingxin?"
This corpse was none other than the "Corpse King," raised by the Corpse Fighting Tournament. Known as the Zombie King, it possessed unparalleled divine power and an indestructible body, in no way inferior to a purebred body cultivator.
But this corpse was only at the mid-stage of the third rank.
Wang Yu snorted coldly, activated the Demonic Dragon Fist, and with a wave of his hand, unleashed the Yin-Yang Demonic Dragon, a thousand-meter-long creature that resembled a god or demon descending to earth.
Not only was half of the corpse monster blown apart, but the surrounding cultivators were also affected, with the weaker ones instantly turning into mist.
Jiang Mingxin's natal corpse was severely injured and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. A black lotus lamp floated out from his chest and quickly retrieved the monstrous corpse.
Despite the heartache, the goal was achieved.
This allowed everyone to pinpoint Wang Yu's true identity!
In an instant.
All sorts of elemental supernatural powers attacked at once. Even with the protection of the Demonic Dragon Armor, Wang Yu was still sent flying backward, crashing headfirst into the palace wall, his whole body wracked with pain.
It's not that the dragon armor is ineffective, but rather that it's generating too much damage, exceeding the maximum limit...
Yan Ling, who hadn't made a move yet, turned cold.
"You're crazy, Jiang Mingxin! That's my friend Yan Ling!"
"So what... Do I need to explain the principle of 'possessing a treasure invites trouble'? Even if you and I don't take action, he won't survive."
Yan Ling snorted coldly.
"Your actions will only create enmity, which is a completely different matter. Don't blame me for cutting ties with you once and for all."
Jiang Mingxin's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Yan Ling, are you serious?"
"You're going to give up that for him?!"
"For him? No... it's for myself. I hope you take care of yourself."
Having said that, he went upstream.
He actually withdrew from the besieging crowd and hid in a corner of the hall, looking as if he was unwilling to get involved.
Jiang Mingxin was furious and looked around again.
Zhou Lingjun, Lu Jue, Yan Tianxing, and Yin Jiuge all retreated to a corner, using their magic to create a defense, and none of them wanted to intervene.
A bad feeling rose in his heart, as if he had missed some crucial information, and his heart suddenly started racing.
Let's look at the center where the smoke and dust have dissipated.
Wang Yu fell from the palace wall, and only a pair of scarlet eyes, filled with terrifying killing intent, could be seen through the mask.
The blood mist billowed, so thick it became tangible.
Enveloped in murderous intent, Wang Yu transformed into a four-legged humanoid blood beast.
Asura's Killing Intent—Activate!
In this state, Wang Yu's rationality sank into the depths of his heart.
It's like watching a movie where you voluntarily relinquish control of your body and let your most primal killing instinct take over.
The frenzied and extreme killing instinct erupted like a volcano, unleashing a storm of blood and gore. Most terrifying of all was... the Asura's killing intent state.
Wang Yu's every move was concise and efficient.
He possesses supernatural powers and spells that he can wield effortlessly and without delay, and all his actions and effects are aimed at achieving the ultimate killing efficiency.
"call out--"
Amidst the interplay of blood and aurora, Wang Yu slipped into the crowd.
With a single claw or kick, he could take away the life of a weak cultivator. Some roared in anger and tried to defend themselves with their cauldrons, but were blasted away by Wang Yu's claw.
The Demonic Sword of the Underworld traversed through it, precisely reaping the souls of those cultivators whose hearts were shaken or even shattered.
The hall was shrouded in a bloody mist of killing intent, which grew increasingly intense as the slaughter continued. Deep within this eerie space, everyone's condition deteriorated significantly.
"Quick, he's over here! Kill him!"
A cultivator shouted, and the surrounding area responded, unleashing another round of divine powers in a frenzy of attacks, showing no regard for the lives of their fellow disciples, attempting to kill everyone, including Wang Yu.
That's absolutely insane!
This chaotic situation seemed to have been anticipated by the leaders of each peak, who all showed expressions of lingering fear.
At times like these, timing is crucial. A single misstep could turn them into the target of a group's attack. Even if they are very proud of themselves, they have no confidence in surviving after making enemies of everyone.
This is the real reason why they retreated immediately.
Wang Yu may have killed a lot of people, but the vast majority of them were killed by their own supernatural powers that flew around everywhere. Only one or two out of ten died at his hands.
The Blood Slaughter Hall took advantage of the chaos to seek revenge, and many others did so as well.
Some felt they couldn't get the Luo Sheng Blood Fruit, or even if they did, they couldn't keep it, so they simply turned on their old enemies.
In the end, they could always shift the blame onto Wang Yu to avoid irreparable conflict within their families.
And so it was.
Then you'll see ridiculous and laughable backstabbing incidents happening.
"Pfft~"
"Heh...heh...Brother Zhao, why did you attack me!"
"Hahaha, Zhao Li, do you still remember An'er? Now it's time for blood to be paid!"
"Xiong Linxue, come and die!"
"Damn it, you surnamed Wang! I have no grudge against you... why are you doing this?"
Hehehe—
"I have a connection with the jade gourd you possess, fellow Daoist. Why don't you lend it to me? While you're at it, I'll use your heart's blood to cleanse it, lest it become too filthy."
Chaos is a ladder, but also a path to death.
The number of dead and injured is unknown.
Although Wang Yu was in a state of intense killing intent, he remained perfectly conscious as he watched these events unfold, unperturbed by them.
After breaking through the state of emptiness of self in the spiritual path.
He could wake up from his out-of-control state at any time, so there was no rush. Instead, he could learn primitive yet efficient killing methods from it.
Wang Yu calls this fighting instinct the "Asura Battle Technique"!
Legend has it that Asuras are slaughterous creatures born from seas of blood, possessing the most advanced combat techniques in the world, and their killing efficiency is among the best of all living beings.
There is nothing shameful about stealing from your own teacher.
Learn from nature!
On the dome of the Blood Slaughter Hall, a recording stone faithfully records everything that happens here.
The phantom of the blood beast that Wang Yu had transformed into flickered incessantly.
The stench of blood gradually filled the air completely, and there were severed limbs everywhere. A round golden pill rolled in front of Zhuo Shouyun, and he picked it up in a daze.
A look of struggle flashed across her face, but her body lunged towards Wang Yu without hesitation.
"Again?"
A loud bang.
The two blood beasts rolled together, and Wang Yu's blood claws swung, leaving wounds on each other's bodies, which healed in an instant.
Zhuo Shouyun's claws attacked him, but they kept making cracking sounds, with most of the force being absorbed by the Demonic Dragon Armor.
The remaining force penetrated his body, but it was difficult to affect Wang Yu's powerful physique.
In the primal struggle.
Zhuo Shouyun was at a complete disadvantage. After a few moves, the Yellow Spring Demon Sword suddenly slashed out, splitting Zhuo Shouyun in two. His body instantly turned into blood, which fell to the ground.
The Blood Path Golden Core cultivator fled more than ten feet away, continuously overflowing with blood to reconstruct his physical body.
Wang Yu quickly exited the Asura Killing Intent state.
Just as he was about to capture Zhuo Shouyun with the Glazed Ice Heart Pagoda, a ghostly figure suddenly rushed out from the side, wrapped around Zhuo Shouyun, and fled towards the palace gate.
Unexpectedly, a bell suddenly rang out.
Everyone in the Blood Slaughter Hall was stunned.
After a few breaths, they returned to normal, moved away from the center of the battlefield, stood close to the palace walls, and watched the people around them warily.
The bloody meat grinder came to an abrupt halt.
Because of his strong spiritual sense, Wang Yu recovered quickly and realized that the ghostly figure was Xie Xie'an. He then realized that what Xie Xie'an had taken away was most likely the Rakshasa Demon Bell!
It was quite a coincidence.
As he replied, he saw Xie Xie'an pass through the barrier of light at the palace gate, which meant that he had set up the barrier.
Not entirely!
Although he was engrossed in the killing, he also paid close attention to the doorway and noticed that several of his disciples had sneaked over, trying to break the seal that was blocking everyone.
Without exception, they all failed.
It's possible that the old monster who was secretly observing locked the door.
Thinking of this section.
Even Wang Yu couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Damn it! How could they make him take the blame? I felt my body was empty and my wounds were bleeding everywhere.
He quickly took the best-grade mana pill and healing pill.
The accumulated Yin blood and secret power within his body continued to exert their effects, and his injuries were rapidly healing.
Seeing that everyone had calmed down.
Wang Yu's gaze was fixed on Jiang Mingxin, but as the other party dodged, he turned to Zhuo Shouyun, whose face was pale. At this moment, he had already reshaped his body using the Blood Dao Divine Power.
The struggle on his face grew even stronger.
With a flick of his wrist, Wang Yu produced a blood-patterned talisman, which flew toward Zhuo Shouyun. It was the same talisman that had fallen from the sky when Wang Yu was talking to Yan Ling earlier.
Given their intelligence, they've already gone through this ordeal.
It's time to realize something's not right.
Especially now that he has lost the fifth-tier spiritual treasure, the Rakshasa Heavenly Demon Bell, he has to either give up or continue the search. Based on his decision, one can guess some of his thoughts.
As for his use of the dispelling talisman to help, it's useless to keep it. It will disappear sooner or later as the Nascent Soul's power dissipates, since it's just a temporary talisman.
In addition, Wang Yu needs Zhuo Shouyun's help.
He must be able to understand this strange tacit understanding.
As the talisman took effect, Zhuo Shouyun sat down on the ground with a thud. He looked at Wang Yu with a very ugly expression, his features almost scrunched up.
He opened his mouth, only to find that Wang Yu had tossed a memory stone over. Despite his reluctance, he still reached out and caught it.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Yu pointed upwards.
There was clearly nothing there, yet he understood its meaning.
Looking inside the Blood Slaughter Hall, there were originally more than 300 people, but only a little over 100 remained. It was simply terrible!
You should know that only those who can enter this sixth hall...
Most of them have extraordinary forces behind them, and they are all talented descendants of their respective families, including family factions, master-disciple factions, and even grassroots geniuses who married into families at a young age.
How is he going to explain that so much money has suddenly disappeared?
Wang Yu maintained his powerful stance. Seeing that no one dared to make a move, he transformed into a beam of light and quickly rushed into the Blood Killing Hall.
He decided not to venture into the next three halls and instead prepared to return along the route he had come from.
(End of this chapter)
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