The village chief was the first to react. He shouted for the young man who was leading the way to get out of the way, but it was too late. Wu Yansheng's claws had already pierced through the young man's chest.
On his deathbed, the young man looked at the village chief with remorse.
"Yes, no, I'm sorry, I brought him here."
The village chief gritted his teeth, took out the magic sword from behind his back, and used the essence blood from his tongue to activate the magic sword. The magic sword was enveloped in a red halo, and he rushed towards Wu Yansheng, stabbing the sword into his heart.
Wu Yansheng pulled out the young man's heart, and blood splattered onto his face, causing his eyes to glow red.
Sensing what was happening behind him, Wu Yansheng turned around and struck the village chief's sword with a palm strike. The village chief was just an ordinary person, and he was sent flying by the blow, crashing hard into the stone wall of the cave.
Seeing this, the young men, armed with ordinary farm tools, rushed toward Wu Yansheng, trying to buy time for the village chief.
Wu Yansheng laughed maniacally as he slaughtered his enemies, killing people as easily as killing chickens in his eyes.
Fortunately, the village chief was in his prime, and he endured the pain to prop himself up.
“The grave mistake has already been made. Even if the entire village is to be buried with him tonight, we must never let him go out and wreak havoc on the world.”
Having said that, the village chief plunged his magic sword into the earth, chanting incantations. The blood flowing all around him instantly converged towards the magic sword as he murmured.
The magic sword absorbed a large amount of blood, which came from the young and strong men who had been killed. The villagers looked ahead nervously, and in less than three minutes, only a handful of the more than twenty young men who had followed them down were left.
But it is precisely because of their sacrifice that enough blood is generated to activate the sealing formation.
"seal up!!!"
Seeing the red light emanating from the sword, the village chief knew that everything was ready. He shouted, and several blood-red iron chains burst from the ground, rushing straight towards Wu Yansheng.
Just as Wu Yansheng was about to kill the next person, his limbs were suddenly bound by the blood chains.
Feeling the surging power within his body, Wu Yansheng dismissed it with disdain and tried to break free, only to find it was futile.
The village chief gave a cold laugh.
"You think you can run away? Impossible. Do you think the children you killed were ordinary people? They were all children born at the hour of Yangshi, selected from the new generation of youth in the village."
"The purpose is to prevent anyone from trespassing into the forbidden area."
"Don't even think about escaping. I'm going to seal you away now."
The village chief looked at the remaining youths, then glanced at the sky above.
"Forgive me, everyone, this is all our destiny."
The magic sword once again unleashed a powerful force, the source of which was the village chief's life force and the lives of all the villagers of Snowmoon Village.
On the ground.
The villagers of Xueyue Village stood in the center of the village. With the roar of avalanches, all the villagers closed their eyes, knowing their fate.
Snowmoon Village has guarded this place for generations, but failed to protect the forbidden area. Now the whole country is about to suffer, and they must prevent an even more tragic event from happening. Therefore, everyone, including children, is willing to give their lives and use their own flesh and blood to seal the monster that has already appeared.
The power of the magic sword was fierce, and a red barrier instantly enveloped the entire end of the cave. Wu Yansheng's eyes widened as he felt his power gradually dissipating, or rather, being suppressed.
Until everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, only a red sealing array remained at the end of the cave.
Looking at the man in front of her who had finished telling his story, Nangong suddenly remembered something. So much time had passed that she had forgotten it all, but this man in front of her made her remember everything completely.
She remembered the curse that her family was cursed to not live past the age of twenty-five, which was why she died young, leaving behind her husband and children.
How ironic.
Unexpectedly, nearly a hundred years later, he would personally encounter the Martial Saint and even become a corpse demon.
Wu Yansheng added.
"The seal on Snow Moon Village is very strong. I fell into a state of unconsciousness until you woke me up."
Nangong thought that perhaps it was because of the entire village of Xueyue that no corpse demons appeared in the country during the years of war, but only after the country was founded.
The seal not only suppressed Wu Yansheng, but also suppressed the curse that plagued the entire Longxia for a considerable period of time.
Snowmoon Village has accomplished its mission very well.
Wu Yansheng was still muttering something, but Nangong didn't hear a word he said; she was lost in thought.
The origin of everything lies here, and perhaps we can achieve Nangong's purpose in coming here through some means.
But what exactly is it?
Nangong stared intently at Wu Yansheng.
"Mr. Wu, do you have a desire for flesh and blood?"
Wu Yansheng was stunned for a moment.
"No, but I really want to kill people. I want to kill a lot of people. Blood excites me, and screams bring pleasure to my soul."
Once Nangong heard that there was no desire for flesh and blood, he could no longer listen to what was to come.
This is it.
Seeing that Nangong had not responded to him for a long time, Wu Yansheng chose to change the subject.
"By the way, you also have the surname Nangong, so it wouldn't be that..."
Nangong squinted at Wu Yansheng.
“Nangong Qian is my ancestor.”
These words stunned Wu Yansheng. He could sense that Nangong's blood energy was many times stronger than his own, and that he was probably like an ant in her eyes, easily crushed.
Nangong Chaowu Yansheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you because of this."
Just as Wu Yansheng was about to show a smile of relief after surviving a disaster, a blood-red bone spur pierced his chest.
Nangong manipulated the bone spur to bend and rip out Wu Yansheng's heart. Not wanting to hear Wu Yansheng's last words, Nangong manipulated another bone spur to sweep towards Wu Yansheng's neck.
The head of Wu Yansheng rolled to the ground.
Nangong held the dark red heart in her hand and swallowed it without hesitation.
She sensed that power of origin; Nangong's guess was correct.
If he obtains the Origin Power that makes Wu Yansheng have no desire for flesh and blood, then perhaps the secret technique he activates, which can turn all the people of Longxia into corpse demons, could make the newly born corpse demons have no desire for flesh and blood.
Nangong made the right choice.
But whether she can withstand the bloodthirsty side effects remains to be seen.
Nangong laughed maniacally, a trail of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were icy as she watched Wu Yansheng's body gradually turn to ashes.
"If it weren't for this curse, my life would be happy and fulfilling. You deserve to die."
After leaving those words, Nangong turned and left. She also noticed the hilt of the rotten magic sword stuck in the ground not far away.
From then on, having obtained the power of origin, Nangong prepared to return to Yangcheng to begin preparing the plan she had long ago. A shocking change was about to happen in the near future, and her long-cherished wish had the possibility of being fulfilled.
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