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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千一百六十六章 血罗童子

"What is Deva Blood?"

"Haha, simply put, it's a drop of blood left behind from your previous life."

"A drop of blood? What use could that be?" Mo'er was stunned and couldn't help showing disappointment on her face.

"Miss, don’t forget, in your previous life, you were comparable to a true immortal. The spiritual force contained within this blood is rich and far beyond ordinary treasures. If you obtain this drop of blood, forming an infant spirit core should be no problem."

"Really?" Mo'er was originally not very interested but became wildly excited after hearing that. For her, nothing could compare to the allure of condensing a spirit core.

The growth in divine power is secondary; what matters is that I can reshape my body. Mo'er's gaze turned somewhat hazy.

"Little Tao, do you know where this blood is?"

"Naturally, Miss, I will tell you," the maid puffed out her chest and said with confidence:

"Miss, if I may say, that blood is..." At the same time, more than a hundred miles away from Xuan Yuan City.

In the hidden underground cave.

It had been several hours since the enemy appeared in Xuan Yuan City. The sun was setting, and the sky gradually darkened.

On the high stone platform in the central chamber of the stone room, the model of Xuan Yuan City still stood properly. Dark energy permeated the air, while many of the light points representing the two races' cultivators had already vanished.

"Haha, it's about time. With over ten thousand dead cultivators, their blood and essence can be used to strengthen this place. The more, the better," said the old man as he watched the scene with a slight narrowing of his eyes. A massive battle was taking place involving hundreds of thousands of cultivators and demons. Even if one had not witnessed it firsthand, no one could imagine such a spectacle.

It couldn't be described in words!

A battle on this scale hadn’t been seen since the ancient times when the Seven Great Sects joined forces to besiege the Luo Family's main hall millions of years ago.

Roaring and shouting filled the air. Although the sun had set, various divine techniques' light illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime.

Slowing down slightly, the old man stopped about seven or eight miles from the city gate. Then he waved his sleeve, sending a secret communication talisman flying out.

Within less than a cup of tea's time, several streaks of light appeared and arrived at the location shortly after.

"Salutations to the old master."

There were seven people in total, all late-stage婴期 cultivators. Their appearance was peculiar—short boys no more than three feet tall. They weren't dwarves but looked like children around seven or eight years old.

They wore red cloth diapers adorned with carp patterns and had golden necklaces hanging from their necks. The chubby hands and ankles jingled as they moved, resembling the scattered wealth child in folk paintings. However, this was a late-stage婴后期 cultivator.

As the saying goes: you can't judge a book by its cover; nor can you measure the sea with a dipper.

Despite their plump and adorable appearance, these boys were known for their viciousness. The Blood Luo Boy had killed thousands of cultivators over hundreds of years in his hands.

Nevertheless, seeing the old master, the Blood Luo Boy did not show any arrogance but bowed respectfully.

"Enough, Third Brother. No need to be so formal. Our plan's success is due to your efforts," said the old man with a pleasant smile.

"Thank you for the praise, Master. Everything went smoothly because of your meticulous planning. We merely ran errands."

The Blood Luo Boy did not take credit and flattered him well. "Hm, have the low-rank cultivators in the city been safely evacuated?"

"They are safe, Master. After filling the阵眼 with crystals, I arranged for my disciples to evacuate. It's been a whole day, but they should be tens of millions of miles from Xuan Yuan City."

"Good, that’s reassuring. Although our plan was well-thought-out, the leaders of the Seven Great Sects are not fools. They might have guessed it was us behind this. Low-rank disciples may lack combat power, but they are the seeds for our family's prosperity. We must ensure their safety. As long as we succeed in taking the treasures, we won't need to worry about retaliation from the sects," said the old man, stroking his beard with satisfaction.

After meeting up with the Blood Luo Boy, there were over twenty people in the group—most of the family's elite. With no retreat left, the old man was not afraid of anything.

Either they succeeded and brought prosperity back to the Luo Family, or they would be hunted down by the Seven Great Sects again. The situation could be even worse; after this incident, the demons wouldn't spare them either.

But what did it matter? Rather than being a street rat, they might as well take a chance.

He was tired of hiding and had high hopes for advancing to late-stage合后期 with Deva Blood, making his ascension to the spiritual realm more likely. While the family's welfare wasn’t an excuse, the old man’s personal desires were equally strong.

After all, the purpose of cultivation is longevity; he wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip away.

"Poison!"

The old man waved his hand and led his disciples towards the city. However, at this moment, a doubtful voice entered his ears: "Master, won’t we be attacked by those spirits and buildings when we enter?"

"Ninth Girl, don’t worry about it. This Yellow Springs array was activated by me. I had prepared for such an eventuality. The city was built by the Heavenly Saber Bright King in ancient times, and our bodies carry his bloodline. Although diluted, it should protect us from the attacks of these ghostly spirits."

"Oh, I see."

The other Luo Family cultivators also breathed a sigh of relief. They followed the old man into the city.

For some reason, the old monster temporarily suppressed his aura, appearing only as a late-stage婴中期 cultivator.

Entering the city, they didn't linger on the way but directly headed to the center where there was a massive building that served as the city hall but was actually the gateway to the Unnamed River.

The cries of pain continued. Despite the bloodshed and carnage everywhere, neither humans nor demons were fools; no one would dare provoke this mysterious group of cultivators.

Twenty old monsters in late-stage婴期 could scare anyone to death.

Some even began speculating that the elders of Xuan Yuan City might send reinforcements. After all, the Sky Cloud Trading Fair was organized by representatives from the Seven Great Sects and a few powerful demon factions.

Such an incident would certainly prompt them to dispatch elite disciples to suppress it.

In other words, the chaos couldn’t last long; they had little time left for killing and looting.

Thinking this way, those clever fellows didn't stop but became even more frenzied in their pursuit of treasures.

As Qing Lian Scholar said, these young men are not worth plotting with. It was the greed of cultivators that allowed the Luo Family's plot to unfold.

Despite the impending disaster, they continued without stopping.

Not all cultivators made such choices.

A late-stage化形 beast sensed something amiss.

This creature had a human body covered in golden scales and enveloped by a ball of intense flames.

Fire Dragon King!

He was currently surrounded by several cultivators.

As the saying goes: man for money, bird for food. With enough temptation, even sheep can turn into tigers.

Normally, this group would never dare to provoke a late-stage化形 beast, but the treasures before them were worth millions of crystals. Thus, one sect's disciple was blinded by greed.

The Fire Dragon King couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. A mere early-stage婴期 cultivator plus several condensation core stage disciples dared to challenge him; they had no idea what death meant.

Since he wanted them to die, there was no question of sparing them. However, the sword array did have some tricks. The Fire Dragon King didn’t want to waste his time and directly catalyzed his demon power, transforming into a half-human, half-demon form.

Jade dragons were celestial spirits, and this late-stage化形 beast had refined its body for countless years, making it as hard as a magical treasure.

Since he wasn't afraid of their attacks, he simply broke the sword array with a few movements.

The dozen or so condensation core stage cultivators didn’t even understand what happened before they were engulfed by demon flames and vanished to the underworld.

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