From the time travel, I became extraordinary

More than half a year ago, when the Blood Ancestor transformed by Jiang Yao broke into the headquarters of the Changhen Gang, in order to show the strength of his gang, Wan Qianqiu used a secret method to create some kind of resonance with the existence sealed in the forbidden area.

At that moment, the terrifying aura that seemed to flash in the pan from the direction of the forbidden area was not only felt by Jiang Yao, but even Wan Qianqiu himself could sense it.

There are only three bronze coffins in the entire forbidden area.

Since the people hiding in the two coffins that were opened before had already died, there was no doubt that the owner of the terrifying aura that day must be in the last coffin.

In the Juyi Hall, after just one exchange of moves with Jiang Yao, Wan Qianqiu already knew that with his own strength, he was no match for him.

Seeing that the situation was not right, he fled all the way here, because he knew that under the current circumstances, the Changhen ancestor sealed in the coffin in front of him was his last hope to save the Changhen Gang.

The heavy coffin lid seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Even Wan Qianqiu felt very strenuous when he slowly pushed it open.

Inside the coffin, there was a dried corpse wrapped in linen with only two eyes exposed. After coming into contact with the fresh air, his chest began to rise and fall, and then his eyes began to open slowly, little by little.

What kind of eyes were those? Even a well-educated person would find it difficult to find a suitable word to describe them.

"Hate! I hate!"

"All those who betrayed me should be damned! Damn it!"

……

Still lying in the coffin, the mummy did not get up, and no one was seen opening his mouth.

But that devilish whisper was everywhere in this forbidden area.

The devilish sound filled his ears. Even though Wan Qianqiu, who had already reached the peak of the innate grandmaster realm and was only one step away from becoming a celestial being, felt an indescribable hatred that filled his entire heart in an instant.

After shaking his head vigorously, he felt a little more sober.

"The fourth generation leader of the Changhen Clan, Wan Qianqiu, pays homage to the ancestor!"

"A powerful enemy has come to our doorstep, and our younger generation is incompetent and unable to resolve this crisis."

"Please, ancestor, take action and destroy the invading enemy!"

……

Kneeling on one knee, Wan Qianqiu respectfully bowed once again to the being lying in the coffin.

The ancestor Changhen, who founded the Changhen Gang and disappeared hundreds of years ago, is not really dead, but has sealed himself in this forbidden cave. This is the greatest asset of their Changhen Gang.

Even Wan Qianqiu only learned this secret from his master, the previous gang leader, when he took the position of gang leader of Changhen Gang.

It was the first time for him to step into the forbidden area of ​​the cave and ask the ancestor for help.

Feeling the extremely terrifying and fierce aura in the coffin in front of him, even someone as powerful as him felt uneasy and terrified.

"The fourth leader of the Changhen Gang?" A voice like a broken gong rang out from the coffin and reached Wan Qianqiu's ears.

Before he could respond, there was a dull thud and the entire bronze coffin broke into pieces. The old man Changhen, who had been lying inside like a muffled corpse, was now standing upright in front of him.

"I, who founded the Changhen Gang, can only lie in this dark coffin!"

"Why can you be so superior to others out there, eating and drinking delicious food every day?"

"Hate it! I hate it!"

……

With a low roar like that of a wild beast, the old ancestor Changhen's eyes, filled with endless hatred, fell straight on Wan Qianqiu.

Wan Qianqiu's face changed drastically as he had a crazy warning in his heart.

He jumped up from the ground and retreated repeatedly. He only took a few steps back and had not yet had time to leave the forbidden cave when Ancestor Changhen took a step forward and appeared directly in front of him.

"Ancestor, we are on the same side, and the powerful enemy is outside..." Wan Qianqiu stuttered in panic, only uttering a few words.

The next moment, the pair of dry hands wrapped in sackcloth of Old Ancestor Changhen had fallen directly on his shoulders.

"Puff..."

Wan Qianqiu was picked up and the old man Changhen tore his two hands apart fiercely.

Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the linen wrapped around him blood red.

The body was torn into two halves, but Wan Qianqiu's head was still intact.

His eyes were wide open, and until the moment before his death, he still found it hard to believe that the rescuer he had just called in, who had just revived, had killed him without saying a word.

"Hate! I hate!"

"The world is cruel and unfair. Why can others enjoy the sunshine while I can only lie here?"

"Kill them all, they all deserve to be killed. There is no one in this world who cannot be killed, they all deserve to die!"

……

He pulled out Wan Qianqiu's heart and stuffed it into his mouth.

Throwing Wan Qianqiu's body to the ground, he cried and laughed at times. His face sometimes showed enjoyment and sometimes was distorted and hideous.

Wan Qianqiu practices the Changhen Demonic Sutra, and his temperament is just a little strange. Most of the time, he can maintain normal sanity.

But the old ancestor Changhen in front of him is a complete lunatic.

After eating the heart, he first untied the sackcloth wrapped around his body and urinated on Wan Qianqiu's corpse. Then, he twisted his waist, hummed a little tune, and walked around the corpse on the ground several times.

After doing all this, he sat down on the ground, cried loudly for a while, and then jumped out of the cave.

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The center of the Changhen Gang’s headquarters, the area where the Juyi Hall is located.

The remaining few Blood Dao warriors had been swept into the blood river by Jiang Yao and died.

The prototype of the Blood God transformed into a ray of blood light, and its killing efficiency was astonishing. After killing several normal innates who were fleeing for their lives, it returned and sank into the blood river beside Jiang Yao.

The prototype of the Blood God Son transformed by Xie Meng was originally vague and unclear, but now, the blood shadow that kept rising and falling in the blood river was obviously a little more solid than before.

It’s a pity that there is only this one blood shadow in the blood river.

Although the blood path warriors who had just died at the hands of Jiang Yao had already entered the innate realm, the quality of the blood species cultivated from their flesh and blood essence was still somewhat poor.

They merged into the blood river, and not only did they become Blood God Sons, they didn't even leave the slightest trace of their existence.

"Brother Yao, we..." At the moment the Juyi Hall collapsed, Meng Daniu, who had fled the area far away with the dying Guan Feng, returned to Jiang Yao again when he saw that the battle was over.

Like Xie Meng and others, Meng Daniu is also a person who refines blood species.

Although Jiang Yao had told him about the various hidden dangers of the blood race when he was given the blood race, now, after seeing the other blood warriors had no power to resist and turned into blood shadows and merged into the blood river, he also felt his scalp tingling and palpitations.

Looking at Jiang Yao in front of him, he seemed to want to say something but hesitated, his expression extremely complicated.

"Don't worry, Daniel. You and Guan Feng are different from the other blood warriors who refine blood species."

"It is their destiny to merge into the Blood River. The meaning of their existence is to contribute to the improvement of my strength."

"You and Guan Feng, unless you two betray me, I will definitely not do anything to you!" Jiang Yao could roughly guess what Meng Daniu was thinking.

The river of blood that had been surrounding him disappeared. He patted Meng Daniu on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile.

What he said was not a bluff, but the true thoughts in his heart.

After all, the blood species he released were not just one or two, but a large number.

Whether it is Meng Daniu or Guan Feng, their aptitudes are very average. For the two of them, the chances of eventually condensing the Blood God Son are basically zero.

After entering the realm of innate master, Jiang Yao wanted to increase his cultivation progress by one percentage point, which was much more difficult than before.

Killing Xie Meng and his gang only increased his cultivation progress in the innate grandmaster realm from 38% to the current 47% on the light screen panel.

There are eight innates, including Xie Meng who is in the innate Gangqi realm. On average, each of them can increase Jiang Yao's cultivation progress by about a little bit.

Compared with them, Meng Daniu's strength is much weaker, and Guan Feng has just undergone a blood transfusion and has not even entered the innate realm.

For Jiang Yao, there was no great significance in killing both of them.

After all, there are still nearly a hundred blood warriors remaining in Black Rock City. If Jiang Yao really wants to harvest the blood species, he can just attack them. There is no need to target Meng Daniu and Guan Feng.

"Yeah! I know!"

"Without your help, Brother Yao, I would be just an ordinary minion. If I hadn't been careful, I would be dead by now."

“Stepping into the Xiantian realm is something I never dared to dream of before.”

"Before you gave me the blood seed, you told me that after refining this thing, life and death would be under your control. If you really had any bad intentions, you would not have told me this at all."

"My life belongs to you, Brother Yao. No matter now or in the future, I will never betray you!"

……

His expression eased a little, and Meng Daniu quickly patted his chest and promised.

Jiang Yao didn't say anything. He turned his eyes and looked straight towards the northwest.

A figure wrapped in sackcloth, sometimes laughing strangely and sometimes howling, had fallen into his sight at this moment.

There are definitely more than just the innates in the Juyi Hall in the headquarters of the Changhen Gang.

When the drastic change happened here, although most of the ordinary gang members below the Xiantian in the headquarters had already fled without a trace, there were still many people who did not leave but hid in various buildings because they did not understand the situation.

Wherever the strange man in sackcloth passed, he blew up every building into ruins, and he pulled out the hiding gang members one by one and either twisted off their heads or tore them in half.

In just a few moments, at least dozens of people died at his hands.

The strong smell of blood spread in all directions. Jiang Yao also smelled this unusual odor and looked towards the northwest direction of the main hall.

"Brother Yao, that person..."

"He's so strong, I felt my heart tremble just by looking at him!"

"Oh no! I just glanced at him and he has sensed our presence and is heading this way!"

Following Jiang Yao's gaze, Meng Daniu also looked over there.

Just by looking at that person, he couldn't control himself and shivered several times.

"Leave this person to me!"

"Take Guan Feng with you and leave immediately."

"If possible, you two should leave Black Rock City and find another city to settle down!" Looking at the strange figure wrapped in linen, even Jiang Yao couldn't help but frown at this moment.

He felt somewhat familiar with the aura of that person.

If he remembered correctly, more than half a year ago, when he broke into the headquarters of the Changhen Gang and had a fight with Wan Qianqiu, the fierce aura he felt was exactly the same as the aura of this person.

Let Meng Daniu take Guan Feng away quickly. He is definitely not afraid of this person.

The reason why Jiang Yao said this was because he considered that after this matter, he would definitely return to the real world.

If Meng Daniu and Guan Feng continued to stay in Black Rock City without his care, there would be too many unexpected events and the danger would be too great.

After all, after today, the inside story about the Blood Demon will definitely spread. I have already decided to return to the real world, so I don’t care much about it.

However, Meng Daniu and Guan Feng, who were his trusted confidants, certainly could not withstand such a thing. Their only chance of survival was to leave Black Rock City.

"Well, I'll take Guan Feng and leave now!" As if he had figured it out, Meng Daniu's face turned pale.

He was self-aware and knew that with his limited ability, he was just a burden and could not help Jiang Yao much.

He nodded, lifted Guan Feng, who was dying on the ground, onto his shoulder, and ran towards the main hall entrance as fast as lightning.

"Escape from the ancestor? Where can you escape to?" Not far away, the ancestor Changhen was coming towards this side, only one or two hundred meters away.

Seeing Meng Daniu and Guan Feng fleeing towards the door, he let out a strange laugh, then slightly changed direction, and like a gust of wind, he chased after them.

"Ancestor? Which ancestor are you?"

"Have you asked for my opinion on pursuing my men?"

"You want to fight, right? Come, I'll practice with you?"

With a sneer, Jiang Yao's body shook and he was already standing in front of the Old Ancestor Changhen. With a look of disdain on his face, he hooked his finger at him.

"I have always hated my ancestors!"

"You are ruining my business, you are bullying me!"

"Wuwuwu... Damn you..."

The Changhen Gang, which had just been laughing strangely, started howling again in the blink of an eye.

He opened his arms, and dense threads of evil hatred surged out of his body and swept towards Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao had already seen this move when he was fighting against Wan Qianqiu.

However, the Changhen magic silk of the Changhen Ancestor was as thick as a little finger, and there were tens of thousands of them, densely packed. When this magic silk swept over, the sky and the earth turned black, and the area within dozens of meters around was all covered by it.

"Come on!" With a light shout, the river of blood that had disappeared before reappeared and surrounded Jiang Yao's body.

"The Blood God's Handprint!" He slapped out with his palm, and a bloody palm swelled up in the wind. As soon as it came into contact with the magic silk, the two melted into each other, making a sizzling sound.

When the bloody palm disappeared, a huge hole several meters in radius had appeared on the magic silk that covered the entire world.

In just a few moments, the two had fought dozens of times.

Although he was unable to do anything to Jiang Yao, Old Ancestor Changhen was clearly gaining the upper hand.

"Boy, you are quite strong. I won't play with you anymore!" The old ancestor Changhen cried and laughed at times. Seeing that he could not do anything to Jiang Yao, he was obviously getting impatient.

After saying a few words, he soared into the sky, and was suspended in the air. Then he tore off the linen cloth wrapped around him and sprinkled raindrops towards Jiang Yao's position. (End of this chapter)