In the desolate Chu State, there is Maple Square City in the south.

A strong smell of blood filled the mountain forest, blood was flowing between the buildings built against the mountain, and a blood bat covered in blood was hanging in the air.

The blood from all directions was attracted and sucked into the body of the blood bat.

For hundreds of years, the several great nations in the Wilderness had continuously expanded their areas of cultivation southwards, and had established hundreds of large and small towns outside their original territories.

These markets attracted many independent cultivators and family cultivators to take risks.

After sucking the blood and flesh essence of the monks in this small town, the blood bat disappeared in a blood mist.

"Yuan Xi, you bitch, when I regain my strength, I will definitely fuck you to death."

Luo Can was sneaking around carefully. Now that he was seriously injured, any Nascent Soul cultivator could take him down.

This is also the reason why he dared not enter the countries in the Wilderness. He must first absorb some blood and energy to stabilize his injuries before he can enter the great immortal city of the countries in the Wilderness to drink the essence of blood and flesh.

For this reason, he did not even contact his fellow monks.

When he was fighting with Yuan Xi before, he said that he had contacted other Nascent Souls in the sect as a stopgap measure to scare Yuan Xi away.

If his fellow disciples met him in his current state, the danger would not be less than if he met Yuan Xi.

The demons of Rakshasa Valley... hehe...

It’s not that he thought too much about it, but mainly because he had done this in the past, otherwise how could he have advanced to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

As for the sect's rules, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul has a much higher status than one in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, so the sunk capital is not considered a cost.

After all, the sect didn't have any specific evidence against him.

By devouring the low-level cultivators in the market, Luo Can also got the information he wanted. There are many markets for independent cultivators in this area.

Although the strength of the independent cultivator is low, his advantage is stability. As long as he can stabilize his injuries initially, he can go and massacre the small Jindan families and sects here.

One market after another was massacred, and the news naturally spread. At first, it was the Wu and Chu states, and later on, all the countries in the Wilderness heard the news.

Although there are demons in the wilderness, they are not yet so cruel and vicious as to make many cultivators panic.

…

As soon as Shen Lian stepped into the State of Chu, he heard rumors about the old demon's blood sacrifice from the hurried Chu monks.

He guessed what was going on. He must have failed to defeat the Ghost King in the secret realm, so he could only come out to attack weaker cultivators to restore his strength. This was a traditional skill of the cultivators in the immortal world.

"Demon, getting rid of a demon is at least as good as saving millions of resentful souls."

After thinking about it, the Merit Clone was dispatched, and Shen Lian jumped into the cave to practice.

A demon who only dares to massacre people in the marginal markets of Xiuxian Country must have been seriously injured, so such a good thing is like picking up a bargain.

However, this loophole is not easy to pick up. The injured demon is like a frightened bird, and there are so many immortal cultivation markets.

It does not appear in one place, obviously to prevent itself from becoming prey.

Yunshan Market outside the southern territory of Wu State.

The incarnation of merit appeared quietly, muttering something like a charlatan, and his hands danced up and down like a butterfly.

In the already dilapidated market town, screams were heard and several figures ran away in different directions.

These are a few young Qigong practitioners who are picking up scraps in the market after a bloodbath.

As the Merit Clone made magical gestures with both hands, a gust of wind swept through the market town built on the mountain. Thin gusts of wind flew out from the corners of the market town and began to converge towards the same place.

Finally, a pale blood-colored airflow was formed, and several broken soul shadows were summoned out in a daze.

"Come."

The bloody airflow and the residual soul flew into the palm of the merit clone.

Then he saw the Merit Clone took out a few pieces of five-element mineral materials from his bosom, squeezed them in his hands a few times, and formed a crooked little oil lamp-like thing, and put the blood, energy, and residual soul into it.

The secret technique of blood lamp tracking comes from the memory of Qi Suichu of Ruifeng Sect.

Using blood as fuel and residual souls as wicks, the stronger the monk who was killed and the heavier his resentment, the better the tracking effect.

Looking at those confused souls, I feel a bit resentful, but it's a pity that they probably didn't even know they were dead when they died, and they turned into this in an instant.

The secret technique is good, but the residual soul is too weak.

The clone of merit thought about it and reached into his arms again, pulling out a strand of green merit power, pinched it into a small piece of clothing, and put it on the bodies of several residual souls.

"Edict!"

After chanting the spell, soul fire suddenly ignited on the remnant soul, and a thin wisp of blood smoke flew out. After floating out one foot, it drifted slightly towards the northeast.

Holding a tracking light in one hand, the Merit Clone chased after him.

…

The place where Wu and Chu meet is the king’s family in Cangyu Mountain.

The Wang family had an ancestor who had produced a late Jindan cultivator, but the family has fallen into decline now.

At this moment, the Wang family’s residence activated the family protection formation. The inside of the formation was bloody and Luo Shen was devouring flesh and blood in big mouthfuls.

He has transformed back into human form from a blood bat, and has stabilized his Nascent Soul stage. Of course, he is still a long way from truly recovering to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Old man, you have quite a collection at home."

He held a shriveled old man in his hands, and as if for fun, he crushed him into pieces from head to toe bit by bit.

"He stays at home all day and puts most of his family property in his storage ring. He is also a miser."

After taking out the spiritual object from the ring, Luo Can smiled. There was actually a fourth-level ore and a fourth-level spiritual object in the ring.

The surfaces of these two spiritual objects are covered with patina and are smooth all over, which shows how bored the miser of the Wang family is.

"You are really useless. Your ancestors opened up the wilderness and collected spiritual objects, but you just sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor without any ambition to make progress."

After Luo Can put away the two spiritual objects, he was so angry that he stomped hard on the crushed bones under his feet.

But the polish is not patinaed, which shows that he is not a miser.

"There are many indigenous families and sects in the wilderness."

Luo Can sneered. Although these fourth-level spiritual objects were of little use to him, they could be exchanged for the resources he needed for cultivation.

Of course, it is not circulated within Tiannan, but traded with external forces.

The ancestors of Rakshasa Valley and some forces outside the region had already reached a secret cooperation.

…

More than half a month later, the secondary soul of merit descended on Cangyu Mountain.

Although the formation was still functioning, he could tell at a glance that it was empty.

The residual soul in the tracking soul lamp is too weak, so the induction it causes will be relatively weak, and the corresponding tracking effect will be greatly reduced.

You are late.

The soul-tracking lamp in his hand fell into the formation, gathering the blood and residual soul, and soon disappeared from the spot.

From the markets in the remote corners outside the immortal cultivation kingdom to the small immortal cultivation families, it is enough to see that the strength of this demon cultivator is recovering, and his courage is growing accordingly.

Will the next target be the immortal sects of various countries?

Now Shen Lian became more and more interested in chasing this demon. After continuous tracking, he found that the demon not only sacrificed living beings, but also collected spiritual objects.

The demon-slayer and spiritual practice resources made him very motivated.

To be honest, he really had no idea of ​​raising demons to protect himself, exorcising and killing demons. It was really because the demon cultivators did their work too cleanly and left too few traces, making it too troublesome to track them.

God will believe him on this point.

After all, he cultivated the spiritual veins for the heaven and earth, for the heaven and earth...

This is no longer simply about eliminating demons and defending the way of righteousness, but a career that is beneficial to the cultivation of immortals.

Shen Lian, who was already feeling annoyed because he couldn't get resources in the wilderness, now wanted to kill this devil.

…

Chen State, Fushan.

The Jindan family, the Fu family.

Inside the family residence where the formation was operating, there were sounds of crying and screaming, as well as Luo Can's hearty laughter.

Under the pressure emanating from this evil cultivator, all the cultivators of the Fu family, both big and small, were shocked and fell to the ground. They could only feel the blood and energy in their bodies surging and rushing out of their bodies uncontrollably.

This process was extremely painful. He watched helplessly as the blood and qi burst out of his body and were swallowed by the old demon, his face filled with fear beyond words.

Faced with the panic of the low-level cultivators, Luo Can was extremely excited. This kind of scene made his spirit even more excited, as if he had taken a happiness pill.

"snort!"

Suddenly, a faint cold snort sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it made Luo Can's mind suddenly buzz.

For a moment, the action of absorbing blood and energy in his hands stopped.

Luo Can felt as if his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly exploded, his entire body suddenly froze, and his limbs became extremely stiff.

In the sea of ​​divine consciousness, there appeared a sharp claw flashing with five spiritual fires, which grabbed his divine consciousness figurine fiercely.

"ah……"

Luo Can hastily cast a defensive spell, but was still torn apart by the sharp claws.

What's even more terrifying is that the sharp claws plowed through his sea of ​​consciousness three times repeatedly, crushing his soul into slag.

In the Fu family's land, the remaining members of the family fell to the ground one by one. They had not yet recovered from their shock and stared blankly at the motionless demon shadow in the air.

At this moment, Luo Can's sea of ​​consciousness had already collapsed, and his soul fragments and merit clones were being flipped through in large quantities.

“Buzz!”

However, just a moment later, a wisp of blood suddenly appeared in Luo Shen's shattered soul sea, outlining the shadow of a blood bat, which was about to shatter the remaining memory fragments.

"Um!"

Seeing this, a ray of green light fell from the sky, passed through the Fu family formation, crashed into Luo Can's sea of ​​​​consciousness, and rushed onto the blood bat shadow.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Merit Clone devoured Luo Can's memories in large quantities.

Ten breaths later, the blood bat exploded under the impact of the green light, completely crushing the remaining memory fragments into nothingness.

However, ten breaths were enough, and the clone also dug out a lot of useful memories.

"Exterminating demons and defending the Way is indeed the right path for heaven and earth. For those who work for the peace of heaven and earth, heaven will not let you return empty-handed."

Luo Can's demonic body flew out at once, and his merit clone lightly grabbed several fourth-level spiritual objects.

The next moment, the clone put away the spiritual object and looked into the distance with squinted eyes.

In the distance, Yuan Xi rushed over, exhausted, holding a blood-colored lantern in his hand.

"Daoyou, you are late."

The Merit Clone weighed the demon body in his hand.

In Luo Can's memory, the woman in front of him, Yuan Xi Zhenjun of Tianyuan Sect, was one of the culprits who caused him serious injuries.

Seeing Luo Can's body, Yuan Xi breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the merit clone and bowed slightly.

"You are polite, fellow Daoist. This is Tianyuan Sect Yuanxi."

(End of this chapter)