On the tenth day of the first month, it was still snowing heavily.
The snow in Northern Zhou is getting worse and worse, and is already a full-scale threat to the people’s safety. The weeds on Mengzhou were also frozen to death by the cold snow, and the gra*sland had become a snowy plain.
The Daoist officials of the Qintian Supervisor were out in full force, dispelling the snow and driving away the cold, and setting up spell formations. On top of Mengzhou, demonic daoists of the Tong Shen realm flew into the air and pushed the snow clouds, moving them towards the ice fields in the far north.
Even the most powerful people such as Yin Tianxia have at times stepped in to dispel the extremely cold weather.
All of a sudden, the many experts of the Northern Zhou were unable to get away, and even the investigation of the Daoist Sect was slowed down for a while.
It was at this time that a rumour began to circulate in Yanzhou. It is said that there is a blood-sucking demon in the snowy mountains that needs to feed on human blood to keep warm against the cold weather.
The town of Yishan in Yanzhou was attacked by a blood-sucking demon, and the whole town was dried up and dumped in the snow, frozen into a block of ice.
So, the following day, Zhuge Longsu, the Imperial Master of Northern Zhou, personally went to Yishan Town to investigate the extermination of the town.
When he used his true qi to break the ice and examined the corpses, he was able to confirm his earlier suspicions.
“There’s no mistaking it, it was drained of qi and blood by the Blood Dao martial arts and died.”
Zhuge Long Su gently tapped on the corpse, which actually collapsed immediately, as if it was made of dust.
“And, it was also drained of qi and blood by a Blood Dao expert, and even the bone qi was extracted along with it, if not for the frost covering it, at this point we would only see a pile of dust.”
This kind of sign of blood and bone qi being drained all together was by no means something that an ordinary Blood Dao martial artist could do. Only a Blood Dao martial artist of the True Dan realm or above could so domineeringly extract all the essence within the body, leaving one’s corpse no different from dust.
“But a Blood Dao martial artist above the True Dan realm wouldn’t be able to slaughter ordinary people, would they?” Beside Zhuge Longjue, Si Haofeng was puzzled.
The essence of ordinary people was just a mosquito leg to a True Dan realm Blood Dao martial artist, or the kind of leg from a wild mosquito, dirty and small in quantity, basically unappealing.
Generally, this kind of essence element is also valued by Blood Dao martial artists below the Innate Realm, and when they reach the Divine Origin Realm, their pursuit is also higher and they can’t look at it anymore.
“Since the Jeju Rebellion, Blood Dao martial practitioners are rarely seen, and even with the continuous chaos in this world, the Blood Demon Cult is not seen again.
It is said that this is because during the Jeju Rebellion, the Blood Demon Sect’s master, Blood End, was caught on the tail by Mak Cang Sheng and Yan Luo Tian Zi, who joined forces to severely injure him. Now that Blood Dao martial artists have reappeared, does it mean that the Blood Demon Sect is coming back again?” Si Haofeng speculated.
“The point is not that the Blood Demon Cult has appeared, but that the Blood Demon Cult has appeared at this time of year.” Zhuge Longxu said.
It was a time of great change for Northern Zhou, and no one had expected that this rising kingdom would be dealt a heavy blow by this unusual climate before it had been struck by its opponents.
Due to the heavy snowfall over the past few days, many experts of the Northern Zhou were unable to get away for a while and were fighting against the snowstorm all over the Northern Zhou.
Moreover, the matter of the Daoist clan has not yet been investigated, and those who are hiding in the shadows are still sowing discord between the Daoist clan and the Northern Zhou.
At this time, there are signs of the Blood Demon Cult reappearing, which leads one to wonder whether the Blood Demon Cult has joined those conspirators.
Thinking of this, Si Haofeng was also worried and his face looked nervous.
The timing was so coincidental that no one would probably believe him if he said it was by chance. If this matter was really the work of the Blood Devil Sect, then in all likelihood, this great sect of the Devil Dao was also a member of the enemy side.
When Zhuge Long Su saw how worried Si Hao Feng looked, he naturally knew what he was thinking and said comfortingly, “Don’t worry, we have the three strongest people on our side, Daoist Monarch, Teacher and Patriarch Yin, no matter what the enemy’s plans are, in the end, they are just floating clouds in front of absolute strength.”
In fact, there was still such a strong person as Ren Piaomiao, but when the battle between Eastern State and Tianzhao was fought, Ren Piaomiao had asked the Jiang family to press this message, if the Jiang family or Daqian had not joined in this incident, then the enemy should not know Ren Piaomiao’s real strength yet.
“However, the Daoist Monarch is in seclusion, Meng Shan Chang cannot be too far away from the Mountain River Academy, and Patriarch Yin is resisting a natural disaster in Mengzhou. Even at the Tong Shen realm, there are very few who can spare their hands right now. You and the others say that my Blood Demon Sect is a floating cloud, and you are not afraid that this floating cloud will crush you to death.”
The demonic voice came from the darkness, and Si Haofeng only felt that his qi and blood moved with the sound, surging and stirring, and he could hardly restrain himself, and at any moment he might break out of his body directly.
This is definitely not something that a Blood Dao martial artist at the True Dan realm can cause, this realm ——
“The “Devil Soul Calling Blood Sound”,” Zhuge Long Su pressed one hand on Si Haofeng’s shoulder to help stabilize his surging qi blood, while sweeping the surroundings with his divine sense, “How dare a Tong Shen realm powerhouse go so far as to slaughter civilians, it’s really a shame of Tong Shen.”
The guess was wrong, the Blood Dao martial artist who appeared here was not a True Dan, but a Tong Shen.
This also meant that the one who had done this was really the Blood Demon Sect. Apart from that Daoist monarch who was practicing the Blood Dao Divine Technique, the other Blood Dao Tong Shen realm powerhouses were basically all from the Blood Demon Sect.
“Tong Shen’s shame, this title cannot be borne by Mister Ling, the person in this town was not killed by Mister Ling.”
In the snow, a strand of blood suddenly stained the ground and quickly expanded, staining all the surrounding snow with blood. And then, the blood-coloured snow, boiled over.
“Loooooooooo ——”
The snow melted into blood within a few breaths, forming a pool of blood, and in the midst of it, a blood-coloured figure rose.
Blood-haired and blood-clad, holding a blood sword, his blood-coloured pupils looked at Zhuge Long Su and smiled as he saluted, “Blood God Sect Ling Blood Du, I salute you.”
His manners were impeccable, but the blood aura that lingered around his body was proof that the visitor was not a good person.
“Let alone the qi and blood of these trash, even the essence blood of a Divine Origin realm martial artist is not something that Ling would look at. Even if I were to drink it, perhaps the blood of a True Dan realm martial artist, I would have to be someone who is not that old and decrepit. Of course, if it is a woman, it is naturally better.
However, the most delicious —— blood is still the blood of a metamorphosed Tong Shen realm.”
A dragon shadow emerged from the blood sword in Ling Blood Du’s hand, “Take for example, Dean Zhuge’s blood.”
In an instant, the move was launched, thousands of blood-colored sword shadows whistled, countless blood souls issued a whistling soul demonic sound, Ling Blood Du’s first move was a killing move – the sword blood thousand slaughter.
All the guards and attendants who followed Zhuge Long Su died under the magic sound, their blood was incorporated into the sword shadows, and their residual soul consciousness became one of the countless blood souls that launched an attack on Zhuge Long Su.
It was only Si Hao Feng’s luck that he stood beside Zhuge Long Su and was protected by him, otherwise he would never have ended up in a better position.
“Hao Qi Gang Yuan.”
Zhuge Long Su used his righteous energy, and the pure and incomparable Hao Qi turned into astral energy, rejecting the blood spirit and sword shadow outside his body, and grabbed Si Haofeng with one hand and flew back rapidly.
“Can we go?”
Ling Blood Du’s body and sword united, turning into a river of blood, weaving and flying like a sharp sword, chasing the enemy at speed.
Zhuge Longjue, because of the importance he attached to the situation in Northern Zhou, had personally come to such a small town to investigate things, a good thing that was rare to come by.
It was only because of the timely message from his spies that Ling Blood Du hurried here. If he missed this opportunity, he might have to face a plurality of Tong Shen realm powerhouses next time. In the Northern Zhou nowadays, there is no shortage of strong people at the Psionic Realm.
With the unity of their bodies and swords, they were extremely fast and aggressive, and with Zhuge Longjue and Si Haofeng in tow, they were caught up in no time. Ling Blood Du urged out his blood qi, and the river of blood rolled, countless sword qi sank in the river of blood, “The river of blood is heaving.”
The sword and the blood were united, the blood qi was sword qi, clashing with the Hao Qi astral element again, in an instant blood splashed, and again transformed into sword qi in the air, stabbing down.
“Dang dang dang dang–”
Each drop of blood was a strand of sword qi, countless sword qi overlapping and endlessly impacting the astral energy.
Zhuge Longju pushed his strength to block the attack, but suddenly he heard a sound like piercing a balloon, and a sword light broke through the astral energy and pierced his neck.
At the critical moment, Zhuge Longjue dodged it sideways and exploded his Haozheng Qi, blasting away the river of blood, and flew into the air with Si Haofeng at breakneck speed to escape again.
“The Blood Sun shines.”
The qi and blood changed from yin to yang, and the pure masculine qi and blood instantly melted the snow on the ground, rushing upwards and relentlessly pursuing the two of them.
“Go.”
Knowing that it would be difficult for them to escape for a while, Zhuge Longjue pushed Si Haofeng into the distance with one palm, and turned back to himself, using his true qi in his palm to strike back at Blood Yang, “Qing’s Scroll – Qing Hong Guan Sun.”
The qi of righteousness turned into clear light, and the qi of righteousness merged into a long rainbow that went straight through the pursuing Blood Yang.
The combination of the most rigid and righteous qi and the Clear Scroll stalled the Blood Yang’s energy, but in an instant, it exploded into an even more fiery blood flame, colliding with the rainbow.
“Boom…”
Good and evil, two diametrically opposed energies clashed with each other, as incompatible as water and fire, both with the determination and killing intent to destroy their enemies.
In the distance, Si Hao Feng, who was quickly pushed away by the palm energy, landed on the ground, took a distant look at the fierce battle, gritted his teeth and ran quickly outside.
He could only find a contact point as soon as possible and inform the court to send someone to help Zhuge Long Su.
However, shortly after Si Hao Feng had set off on his journey, his swiftly sweeping figure suddenly stopped, sliding in a long track on the snow.
“Flutter–”
As if he had suddenly lost his breath, Si Haofeng fell to his knees and looked down at his chest in disbelief.
On his left chest, where his heart should have been, an extra hole had appeared. The hole ran through the front and back of his body, and from the front he could still see the snowy landscape behind him.
His heart, gone, just a moment ago, just as he was moving.
“Huffing and puffing-”
Pear-eating sounds came from behind him as the perfect-faced yet disgustingly creepy Stoneheart chewed on things as he walked up to Si Haofeng.
On his mouth was dripping blood, and in his hand was a crimson heart.
He knelt down in front of Si Haofeng, looked straight into those incredulous eyes and swallowed the last piece of heart in his hand, “Tastes good.”
This bizarre demon man licked his lips and said so.