621 Salvation Society: Nameless
He shook his head slightly, inwardly disagreeing, thinking to himself, 'But how could these words easily tempt you, much less sway your decision?'
Thoughts surged like waves, trying to uncover the truth hidden behind it. His eyes turned slightly cold. "Could it be that you are pursuing a higher realm, or yearning for the legendary immortality?"
But immortality is merely a myth; in the last ten thousand years, no one has truly achieved such a miracle. Your departure must conceal a far deeper secret.
Suddenly, Sect Leader Tong felt increasingly uneasy. Was the Holy Emperor's departure a meticulously planned conspiracy, or the inevitable result of his own pursuit? These questions swirled in his mind, preventing him from finding peace.
In a daze, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought. At this moment, my mind returned to calm, and I began to think quietly.
The departure of the Holy Emperor seems to have been the fuse that ignited chaos in the Qi Kingdom. And this dynasty also began to show signs of great disorder, as if an invisible hand was manipulating it.
Who is that invisible hand manipulating all of this?
Especially now that spiritual energy is being lost so severely!
"Immortality, evil!" These simple words weighed heavily on Sect Leader Tong's heart.
He couldn't help but whisper, "In the midst of turmoil, demons and evil spirits are causing chaos, and cultists are also beginning to reap the rewards!"
Only some have a chance to continue their lives!
The word "immortality" truly makes humans seem like demons!
Suddenly, a black, eerie bird streaked across the sky like a shooting star, hurtling towards them. Its body was small, almost like a hummingbird, but its speed far exceeded that of ordinary birds, almost too fast for the eye to follow.
In the blink of an eye, the spirit bird was already ten feet away, standing in mid-air. It slowly flapped its wings, as if frozen in the air, exuding an unusual composure, like a real person.
Sect Leader Tong couldn't help but become secretly wary. This was the Supreme Mysterious Sect. To intrude so casually as if no one was here meant that you thought no one was here. But you are not Tian Zhirui.
Gazing at the sudden appearance of the spirit bird, his true energy surged, as if it were a mighty river.
Instantly, an invisible aura three feet high surrounded him, isolating and protecting him. With his hands behind his back, he condensed his energy into a sword, a wisp of lightning flashing on the sword, dazzlingly bright. A strange killing intent surged in his heart.
A burst of black demonic energy suddenly exploded from its body, like a storm in the dark night, swift and eerie.
The black mist spread rapidly, swallowing up all the surrounding light and plunging the entire space into darkness and chaos.
A moment later, the black mist slowly dissipated, and suddenly, a tall figure slowly appeared. Dressed in a black robe, he was ten feet tall, standing like a majestic mountain.
The robe was pure and deep black, as if it could absorb all light, making it impossible to see its true face. On its head were a pair of horn-shaped objects, and its facial features looked human, but its shape was neither human nor human.
The black surface reveals a transparent quality, like a black gemstone shining brightly in the night.
Master Tong immediately understood and was surprised. This giant in black robes was actually an avatar condensed by the spirit bird master using the technique of condensing qi into a human. It was like an inky phantom, drifting hundreds or thousands of miles away.
Killing without leaving a trace!
Although this technique is mysterious, it transforms true qi into substance, carrying the master's will. Its actions are like a sharp blade in the dark, making it impossible to defend against. It can bear the power of a Martial Emperor's attack, making it extremely fierce.
This is the perfect opportunity for a long-distance pursuit and a night raid to wipe out a sect!
Furthermore, condensing a clone consumes a great deal of one's true blood. Even a Martial Emperor cannot divide up too much of his true blood!
Each drop contains the essence of cultivation and life. Even the body of a Martial Emperor has very little true blood. Each time it is divided, it requires the sedimentation of time to restore it to its original state.
Because each time a clone is formed, the duration is short and the energy is quickly depleted along the way, it is also a huge loss to one's own cultivation level. It is not easy to make up for it, especially now that the concentration of spiritual energy is dissipating too quickly.
While Sect Leader Tong was pondering for a moment, the black-robed giant before him, though an avatar, seemed to have descended as the real body, its aura overwhelming and awe-inspiring. Judging from its imposing presence, it was undoubtedly a Martial Emperor.
However, even a Martial Emperor with extraordinary abilities would find it difficult to easily relinquish the ability to create a clone from a drop of blood. It would be far better to send a message in words or travel a thousand miles in a day, which would be a smaller loss than creating such a clone.
Unless this person dares not easily reveal their true identity!
Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu, a word is as good as one's own, and so many powerful sects serve him. Unless absolutely necessary, he would never easily damage his own true blood.
This is because it not only depletes one's own strength but also leaves a hidden danger for enemies to take advantage of. Once the true blood is damaged, one's cultivation will inevitably decline for a short period of time. At that time, it is hard to say whether a lurking enemy will be prepared or not.
A hint of coldness flashed in Master Tong's eyes as he looked at the scene that seemed vaguely familiar. He became even more cautious and asked, "You are from the Salvation Society, Nameless!"
Those who practice evil cultivation are eccentric and cruel, using the plundering of others' essence and blood as a means of cultivation to enhance their own power.
Although both involve sacrificing demons to gain strange powers, Zong Wuming is somewhat different.
The same sacrifice to the demon was performed, but Zong Wuming had already become a Martial Emperor, and his consciousness seemed unaffected by the demon.
During the previous dynasty, Zong Wuming existed, and his life was full of legendary stories that amazed people.
During the turmoil of the previous dynasty, his figure appeared and disappeared, seemingly closely connected with all the conflicts.
Rumor has it that he took advantage of the chaos to sacrifice to evil spirits in exchange for extraordinary power, and may have even surpassed the realm of Martial Emperor, becoming an invincible being in the world.
The path of evil may bring temporary power, but it is ultimately not the right way.
Although there was no concrete evidence, suspicion was enough. Even the slightest clue was sufficient. Sect Leader Tong had already confirmed the person's identity. After careful observation, he thought to himself, 'Looks like he hasn't broken through to the Martial Emperor level!'
His eyes showed a hint of seriousness. Be careful, cooperating with evil spirits is very troublesome. Evil spirits have no morality and you never know when they will stab you in the back.
Calming himself, he smiled slightly and said, "So it's the Martial Emperor who has come to visit. I wonder why, after the Holy Emperor's attack, Sect Leader Zong seems to have fully recovered."
A hint of embarrassment flashed in Zong Wuming's eyes. Recalling the scene when he was severely injured by the Holy Emperor, an indescribable bitterness and anger welled up in his heart.
In the turmoil of the previous dynasty, countless people died. Zong Wuming was one of the instigators and beneficiaries. He had just become the Martial Emperor and was at the height of his success. Naturally, he felt that he was above all others and that the world was so vast that everyone had to give way to him.
A Martial Emperor-level expert, who looked down upon all heroes under heaven and was invincible among billions of living beings, was almost killed in that battle and only managed to escape by chance thanks to a secret technique.
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