Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

0"I hope what you said was all true. Otherwise, this old man wouldn't mind bringing your head back to the Heavenly Extreme Hall to receive your rewards."    

    

"How could I dare? I, Ge Biao, have the guts to act rashly in front of Master Zhang!"    

    

"Humph!" It's good that you know. Now that we are there, tell me, Ge Biao, where is the thing that you are talking about? " Great Master Zhang's voice was filled with supreme power as it rumbled like thunder.    

    

It seemed to be a little skeptical of Ge Biao's earlier words.    

    

"That thing is naturally bloodthirsty. If I'm not wrong, it should be hiding in this blood lake. This object's growth is extremely harsh, and only the Innate Martial Cultivator's Blood Essence can lure it out. If you want to find it, Master Zhang, you should instill a sufficient amount of the Martial Cultivator's Blood Essence in the lake. " Ge Biao said with an imposing manner.    

    

"Martial Cultivator Blood Essence?"    

    

"That's right. However, I do not need to trouble you too much, I have long anticipated all of this, and Blood Essence have already been prepared for your Flying Star Sect. " Ge Biao's voice was filled with cruelty.    

    

A tight whistling sound could be heard.    

    

Rumble, a that came from the Four Great Faang Zhen s flew into the air and then exploded above the blood lake, shattering into a bloody mist.    

    

The Blood Essence dripped drop by drop into the cave below, making the smell of blood even stronger.    

    

This group of Innate Martial Cultivator s who came either on their own accord or by force from the Four Great Faang Zhen s originally numbered around sixty to seventy people. After a bloody battle with the Flying Star Sect, there were still about fifty left.    

    

At this moment, these people finally understood the reason why Ge Biao forced them to come to Crow Mountain.    

    

"Kid, you killed innocent people, you will die a horrible death …" Qiu Yuan cursed loudly.    

    

His cultivation had been restrained. At this time, he didn't have any strength to resist.    

    

"I do not know whether I will die peacefully or not, but I do know that you will definitely die a miserable death." Ge Biao laughed sinisterly, and with a punch, he sent the Vice Sect Leader of the Purple Gold Gang flying into the air, and similarly turned his corpse into dust.    

    

In an instant, the entire area was thrown into chaos, with pleas, curses, and sighs filling the air.    

    

Ge Biao said: "Everyone, do you really want me to kill them one by one? Stop wasting time, let's all attack together. "    

    

"Kill!"    

    

Zhang Taizhuang did not say a word.    

    

The Flying Star Sect Sect Master, who was standing under his hand, coldly issued a command.    

    

Miserable screams came one after another, a group of experts killing dozens of Martial Cultivator s whose cultivation were restricted, naturally they were like cutting melons and cutting vegetables. In less than ten breaths, of the Martial Cultivator s that came from the Four Great Faang Zhen s, other than Ge Biao, there was no one else.    

    

This group of fellows were drooling over some rare treasure, but they didn't even know what kind of treasure it was before going to meet the King of Hell.    

    

The thick smell of blood permeated into the lake, and dozens of Blood Essence s, containing a strong Yang energy. In an instant, the waves in the middle of the huge lake started to churn, as if water was boiling, as if something was about to emerge from the lake.    

    

"Too much, it's going to be effective." The eyes of Starpicker and the group of Flying Star Sect disciples all revealed joy.    

    

Ge Biao took two steps forward, approached Master Zhang, and said quietly: "Actually, to find this thing, just these dozens of Innate Martial Cultivator s are not enough, we are still missing one thing …"    

    

Zhang Taizhao stared at the boiling lake with sparkling eyes. His heart was clearly excited as he asked, "What are we missing?"    

    

"What you lack is your Blood Essence origin Yang …"    

    

In that moment, a Blood Light appeared in Ge Biao's hand, and with lightning speed, it flew towards Master Zhang's back.    

    

"What!"    

    

"What gall. How could you possibly injure this old man? "    

    

Zhang Taizai's two pure white eyebrows twitched, and condensed his vitality. He then threw a palm towards Ge Biao, and at the same time, a thick shield of light appeared over his body, blocking the Blood Light s that Ge Biao had activated.    

    

However, in that split-second, a trace of astonishment appeared on his calm face, causing his expression to change drastically.    

    

When Ge Biao's Blood Light made contact with the light shield, it unexpectedly ripped apart the light shield's defense as though it was a dried twig. In a flash, it instantly entered Master Zhang's body.    

    

At the same time, the cave shook with a rumbling sound.    

    

Ge Biao's enormous body was struck by Zhang Taizhao's palm and sent flying, heavily smashing into the walls of the cave and breaking a stalactite that was as thick as a person's arm into two.    

    

He fell from the sky and spat out several mouthfuls of blood. He was clearly heavily injured.    

    

However, Ge Biao's eyes were shining with an excited luster. He did not wipe the blood from his mouth and started shouting crazily.    

    

"Emissary, Emissary, it was fortunate that this disciple did not fail his mission and brought an expert of Third Level of Void Stage with him …"    

    

"Tsk tsk …"    

    

A strange, cold laughter came from an unknown place. The sound of the laughter was captivating, and it shook the entire cave, causing it to be filled with echoes.    

    

A large group of Flying Star Sect disciples whose cultivations were still lacking instantly became soulless and depressed. After a flash of confusion in their eyes, they walked step by step towards the depths of the blood lake that was boiling like boiling water.    

    

Zhai Xingzi, Yan Pingyue, and a few other high leveled Martial Cultivator with high levels of strength in the Upper Sky Realm could only defend themselves. They channeled their mental force as much as they could to fight against the rolling monstrous laughter.    

    

"Soul Snatching Demonic Sound?"    

    

Zhang Taizi was calm as water, and he shouted coldly, "Who is it, playing tricks here?"    

    

After being struck by a Blood Light just now, Master Zhang circulated his elemental energy and inspected it carefully, but did not sense any changes to his body, causing his heart to calm down a little.    

    

But at this time, hearing this strange laughter that could captivate one's soul, it also caused some fear to appear within him.    

    

This time, he had fallen into Ge Biao's trap and was trapped in an meticulously planned plan.    

    

"This old man's Flying Star Sect's supreme elder, Zhang Hongfa, has taken great pains to lure this old man and his disciples here. May I know what you have in mind?"    

    

The strange laughter abruptly stopped.    

    

The boiling lake of blood gradually calmed down. In the center of the lake, blood surged like a tide and gathered into the shape of a giant palm. It slowly lifted up a stone coffin.    

    

Shortly after, the coffin opened and a blood-red figure flew out.    

    

This blood-red figure was only about three feet long, and its hands and feet were sparkling and translucent. It was white and rosy as it floated in the air. From its back, one could tell that it was a four or five-year-old boy.    

    

Blood Shadow slowly turned around.    

    

When he finally turned around, Zhang Hongfa, Xingzi, Yan Pingyue, and the others were all taken aback.    

    

Blood-Colored Child's face was extremely old, with layers upon layers of wrinkles. The boy's height, as well as the old man's face, combined together made him look like a kind of extremely strange evil aura.    

    

"I don't have any advice, I just want to borrow your Blood Essence's essence to use."    

    

The voice that came from the Blood-Colored Child sounded extremely old, exactly the same as his strange laughter. After saying those two sentences, he opened his mouth and a stream of blood flew out from the lake's surface, being sucked into his mouth.    

    

He opened his mouth and violently spit it out. He frowned and said to himself, "It seems like I still lack a little bit of purity." Mn, after merging with the and the Blood Essence's vital Yang, the Essence Transformation Blood Formation should be able to operate. "