Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 655 Holy Corpse
Looking at the friendly appearance of the two women, Ye Xuan really found it hard to imagine that this was the first time they met.

This...even sisters are not so warm.

Xuan Yue kept calling her "sister" on the left and Mu Fanglan kept calling her "sister" on the right.

The two girls seemed to be...having a very pleasant chat?

Ye Xuan just felt weird. The two women just threw him aside and ignored him completely.

But Ye Xuan also understood that they were all doing this for him. Think about it, whether it was the strong woman Xuan Yue or Mu Fanglan, both of them were pursued by countless male cultivators, but at this time, they were maintaining the relationship for him.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel guilty towards the two women.

After the two girls chatted for a while, Mu Fanglan suddenly said to Ye Xuan, "Ye Xuan, no matter what, you must find the detoxifying holy fruit for Sister Xuan Yue this time!"

Ye Xuan smiled and nodded, "Okay! This time I came to the Northern Wilderness just for the holy fruit."

Xuan Yue smiled and took Mu Fanglan's hand and came to Ye Xuan, "Xiao Xuan, Fanglan is willing to die for you, you must not let her down, otherwise, we will be strangers in the future."

Ye Xuan smiled bitterly, "No, you are all extremely beautiful..."

Mu Fanglan interrupted, "Why, if Sister Xuan Yue and I are not good-looking, or if we become old and ugly in the future, you will despise us."

Ye Xuan was speechless for a moment and felt overwhelmed.

Seeing Ye Xuan's dilemma, the two girls smiled at each other. Xuan Yue said, "Let's go. The Northern Wasteland is very dangerous. Sister Yingwu must be worried about you."

Ye Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to delay. He directly released the white jade flying boat, carrying the two beauties into the air.

After flying for dozens of miles and passing through a valley, Ye Xuan suddenly let out a light "eh", and the white jade boat stopped in the air.

Then, Ye Xuan tiptoed and slowly floated down from the sky.

Fell into the valley.

There were no less than thirty corpses scattered all over the valley. The strange thing was that these corpses were obviously killed in the same way. All the blood had been drained from their bodies, turning them into dried mummies.

"What a powerful move! This is the eleventh wave I've seen..." Xuan Yue and Mu Fanglan also flew down. Xuan Yue looked at the corpses all over the ground and said with strange eyes.

She had encountered more than one area full of mummies in the outskirts of the Northern Wilderness. She didn't know who had entered the Northern Wilderness, but he was so cruel and extremely powerful!

"Blood Path Evil Cultivator."

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed slightly and he said something.

Then, without staying here for long, he left with the two women and continued to head towards somewhere against the wind.

His sleeves fluttered in the wind, giving him an indescribable air of extraordinary grace.

The two women behind him were even more stunning beauties.

Half an hour later, Ye Xuan discovered more than a dozen mummies.

Seeing that they all died in a miserable way and their bodies were exposed in the open air, the two women felt very sorry. Ye Xuan could only shake his head and cremate them all with flames.

……

In a secret cellar somewhere in the northern wilderness.

A bloody and bizarre ritual is taking place.

In the center of the cellar, there is a large circular pool with a diameter of more than ten feet. Blood is bubbling in the pool.

In the pool of blood, a thing covered with a membrane was floating in the blood. Inside the membrane, something could be seen slowly wriggling.

On the black altar next to the blood pool, there was an old man in black wearing a tall crown, with wrinkles on his face. He looked as old as could be. He was holding an old book with a black cover in his hand and was performing some kind of evil magic.

If there were anyone from the Shadow Clan here, they would discover that this old man was actually their long-missing Shadow Clan’s supreme elder, Ying Chenxing.

At the edge of the blood pool, there was a young man in brocade clothes standing there, looking into the blood pool with fiery and expectant eyes.

He is Ying Zetian!

Behind Ying Zetian were the members of the Ying Clan who were descendants of the Grand Elder. At this moment, they were looking at the blood pool with expressions of nervousness and awe.

"Hehe! I, Ying Zetian, am the one truly destined to be born. Ye Xuan is not even worthy of licking my feet..." Ying Zetian muttered something, his whole body trembling slightly.

That was his trembling with excitement!

At this moment, Ying Chenxing glanced at the blood in the blood pool which was gradually becoming clear, frowned slightly, and said, "There is only half of the blood left in the pool, keep replenishing it!"

"I will follow the order of the Supreme Elder!" A Martial Emperor man took the order and left.

Soon, five hundred terrified and crying boys and girls were taken into the cellar by several Shadow Clan members.

"Grandmaster, this is the last batch of boys and girls. I wonder if they are enough?"

Ying Chenxing nodded slightly and said, "It's barely enough. You have done a good job in finding so many extremely yin children. When the holy corpse is born, there will be a huge reward. Now there is only one last step in the blood sacrifice. As long as I can successfully merge with the holy corpse, I will become a saint in one fell swoop. By then, I will be invincible in this northern wilderness!"

When the people of the Shadow Clan, including Ying Chenxing, heard this, they were all excited. Their ancestor was about to become a saint, and by then the entire Central Plains would be their world!
Several men waved whips in their hands and drove the children to the edge of the blood pool. Then they pulled out strange rune black knives from their waists and cruelly cut the children's necks alive as if they were killing chickens.

The children's necks were cut, blood gushed out, and they twitched in pain as they fell into a pool of blood.

For a moment, the cellar was filled with a choking smell of blood.

Countless cold winds are blowing violently!

The people of Ying Xingchen's lineage here were already accustomed to this kind of scene. Ying Chenxing walked up to the altar again, opened the black book in his hand, and the old voice of chanting echoed in the cellar again.

Not long after, the sky in this area was suddenly covered with dark clouds. Snake-shaped lightning intertwined and passed through the sky, and deafening thunders were heard, echoing throughout the world.

There was an expression of crazy joy in Ying Zetian's eyes.

“It’s almost there! It’s almost there! Once the blood sacrifice is successful, I will massacre the entire Northern Wilderness, and all the opportunities and fortunes will belong to me, Ying Zetian!”

Ying Zetian's breathing was already rapid. He had been waiting for this moment for quite some time.

The world is changing rapidly. At this moment, the area within a thousand miles is in turmoil, as if some terrifying existence is about to descend upon this world.

"Tear!"

Just as Ying Zetian was looking expectantly, a big hand stretched out from the thin film in the blood pool and tore the film apart.

All of a sudden, an unparalleled pressure came crashing down!
"Wow~~!" Everyone in the cellar was swept by this pressure and immediately vomited blood.

Some people whose cultivation was not yet at the Martial Emperor level could not withstand this terrifying pressure, and their bodies exploded and turned into blood mist.

"who I am?"

“Why am I here?”

A heavy voice, carrying with it a terrifying oppression!

“Oh no! He actually still has a trace of consciousness!!!?” Ying Chenxing’s eyes were filled with fear and horror.

(End of this chapter)