Huangxiu

Chapter 1025 Massacre
Chu Liezhao turned to look at Leng Tieya, then stretched out his palm.

Leng Tieya also extended his palm.

When the two palms touched, they suddenly glowed faintly.

Seven-colored light shone from between his palms, dazzling and radiant.

A moment later, he separated his palms.

Chu Liezhao drew a portal of light, stepped through it, and the next moment he was back in the underground Scripture Hall.

Inside the Sutra Repository, rows of bookshelves are filled with books, neat and solemn.

The luminous pearl enveloped the main hall, making it as bright as day.

In the center of the main hall is an open space with a diameter of ten meters, covered with a white carpet and three golden futons.

There were two old men sitting cross-legged.

They opened their eyes, a faint glint in their eyes, and glanced in the direction of Chu Liezhao before closing them again.

Chu Liezhao didn't pay any attention and continued to flip through the martial arts notes he hadn't finished reading before.

I will also leave my martial arts notes here in the future, recording my insights from practicing the Infinite Light Sutra, to help future generations.

These martial arts notes were extremely helpful; after reading them, he felt his horizons were broadened.

This is its profound heritage.

After reading more than a dozen books on martial arts insights, he put them down, drew a portal of light, and stepped through it.

The next moment, they returned to the Prince Consort's residence.

Inside the Prince Consort's residence, Li Miaotan was still present.

The two discussed the marriage alliance between the two dynasties.

Li Miaotan agreed with his approach, choosing to retreat into seclusion and cultivate herself, remaining neutral in the situation.

Let the court handle its affairs; the two of them don't interfere in such matters.

All we need to do is cultivate ourselves and keep cultivating ourselves, and keep improving ourselves.

Having reached their level, they have attained a transcendent status and do not wish to get involved, nor can others force them to.

If you refine your skills two more times and reach the ninth level, then no one can force you to advance further.

However, after reaching the seventh level, the speed of advancement will slow down significantly, requiring not only a huge accumulation of knowledge but also sufficient enlightenment.

This kind of insight requires breaking through self-awareness and the limits of imagination, which is extremely difficult.

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The mighty river surged forward, and the enormous golden flowers floated up before drifting downstream with the current.

The four youths couldn't help but lunge forward.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The four of them were blocked on the bank and unable to enter the river. They clashed and grappled with each other, the muffled sounds echoing in the air.

Fist shadows and palm prints occasionally fell into the river.

The surging river roared and splashed, occasionally sending a jet of water soaring into the air.

It resembles a dragon churning and swirling in the river.

As the river carried the golden flowers downstream, farther and farther away, their moves became increasingly fierce, their feet moving involuntarily as they relentlessly pursued them.

The riverbank was flat for a while, but soon became steep and rugged, with jagged rocks.

The four youths disregarded the terrain, anxiously watching the golden ghost flower as they pressed forward, closely following behind.

However, the four of them had similar cultivation levels and were all highly skilled in their respective fist and palm techniques.

It's difficult to determine who is better in a short time.

Leng Tieya watched from the sidelines, finding it uninteresting.

These four are still too mild; they need a little more fire.

Suddenly, the golden flower shone brightly, its brilliance ten times greater than before.

As it shone brightly, a small, round fruit appeared in the center of the petals.

The four youths' eyes widened immediately, and they exclaimed in disbelief, "The Ghost Fruit!"

If the Golden Ghost Flower is said to have ten times the effect of the ordinary Ghost Bone Flower, it can make one's mental strength ten times stronger, granting one far greater potential and aptitude than an ordinary disciple.

The Nether Fruit directly elevates one realm, transforming it from a Celestial Demon into a Great Celestial Demon.

They were all highly accomplished cultivators with exceptional talent and keen senses, which is why they were able to discover Leng Tieya.

They became celestial demons at a young age; if they were in the demon race, they would be celestial demons.

However, one cannot become a Great Celestial Demon or a Great Celestial Demon through mere arduous cultivation.

This mysterious fruit can allow one to ascend to the heavens in one step and enter the realm of a Great Heavenly Demon.

Moreover, its potential after becoming a Great Heavenly Demon is far greater than that of an ordinary Great Heavenly Demon.

Missing out on the secret fruit will lead to a lifetime of regret.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Rumble..."

The muffled sound was like a thunderclap, water splashed everywhere, and the surging river water shot into the sky, with the splashing water covering several meters.

It was like a flash flood.

"Bang!" A young man was sent flying, spitting blood in mid-air, and crashed heavily into a huge reef.

The rocks are smooth, having been polished smooth without any sharp edges.

He got stuck in the rock and struggled several times but couldn't get out. Blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, soaking his clothes.

He glared fiercely at the three youths, then looked at the golden flower drifting away in the distance, his eyes flashing with resentment, anger, and a chilling killing intent.

His injury sent him flying, completely shattering the balance.

The fight between the other three youths intensified, and then another youth was sent flying.

It sprayed blood arrows through the air and crashed heavily onto the river surface.

Like a boulder crashing down, splashing water everywhere, he sank straight down and disappeared without a trace.

The two young men fighting fiercely on the shore suddenly became anxious. After several palm strikes and punches, another young man was sent flying, crashing far away onto the jagged rocks.

His body went limp and he hung weakly on the rock, completely powerless.

At that moment, a young man suddenly emerged from Jin Hua's place. The young man who had fallen into the water earlier was as pale as paper, but he stretched his hand out of the water and reached towards Jin Hua.

He was overjoyed at the prospect of touching Jin Hua, his eyes burning with excitement.

"Bang!" A fist imprint slammed into the top of his head.

He immediately flew out of the water and landed on the shore three zhang away, where he hung on the jagged rocks.

After being injured a second time, he fell onto the reef and immediately became limp and powerless, hanging there motionless, only able to breathe but unable to move.

The last young man leaped into the air, his toes barely touching the surface of the river, as light as an eagle, and soared towards Jin Hua.

Just as he was about to reach out and pluck the golden flower, a cold light shot towards his waist.

He dodged to the side, but Jin Hua was swept away by the river and avoided his fingers.

He lightly touched the surface of the river with his toes, leaped into the air again, and turned to glare angrily at the young man who had struggled out of the reef.

Of the three injured youths, the first one, who was trapped inside the reef, sustained the least severe injuries.

The further they went, the more ruthless they became.

The first young man lay on the reef, a small throwing knife in his hand, coldly staring at the young man on the water.

"Junior Brother Zheng, you can't stop me!"

"Senior Brother Feng, I can give it a try!"

As the young man on the water fell, he darted toward Jin Hua again. As the flying knife came flying, he dodged to the side, trying to avoid it while also grabbing Jin Hua.

Unexpectedly, another beam of cold light shot out silently.

This strike, concealed by the previous one, was slow yet silent.

As they approached him, they applied a second burst of force, accelerating suddenly.

Leng Tieya clicked his tongue in admiration; it was truly excellent swordsmanship, with a unique and profound meaning.

Feng Chang, the young man on the water, managed to turn to the side again, but he couldn't completely dodge the bullet, and his shoulder was pierced through.

The throwing knife pierced his left shoulder, drawing a spray of blood, and fell into the river.

"Hey, let's see how many knives you have!"

Feng Changteng rose into the air, tapped his left shoulder several times to stop the bleeding, and grinned indifferently.

Leng Tieya raised an eyebrow.

He had beheaded himself and hadn't seen them bleed, but these four youths had all bled.

Moreover, fresh blood contains powerful energy.

It seems that their path of cultivation is different from that of the Nether Bone Sect disciples in the Demon Realm.

He then shook his head.

They didn't kill him; they left him wounded but not dead.

Are these Nether Bone Sect disciples really that kind?

Lying on the reef, the young man Zheng Lingzhi once again gripped a throwing knife, glaring coldly at Feng Chang.

Feng Chang floated down to the river surface, touched the ground with his toes, and instead of picking the golden flower, he let it float downstream and instead shot it at the other two injured youths.

The other two youths were seriously injured and had no strength left. He sealed their acupoints, so they could no longer move and could only stare wide-eyed.

Jin Hua gradually moved away.

After sealing the acupoints of the other two youths, Feng Chang did not continue to attack Zheng Lingzhi. Instead, he smiled at Zheng Lingzhi and said, "Junior Brother Zheng, I'll go ahead first."

He slowly retreated, and once he was far enough away, he shot at the river again, chasing after Jin Hua.

Leng Tieya shook his head.

They still didn't kill him.

It seems their infighting has come to this point.

Is it because the Ghost Bone Flower, even if it dies, will be resurrected, so there is no need to kill it?
Three young demons flew over from a distance, all with expressions of watching the spectacle.

They approached and looked at Zheng Lingzhi, who was stuck in the rocks, with a mocking expression.

A young man reached out to Zheng Lingzhi's chest, but Zheng Lingzhi grabbed his hand.

The young man's playful expression turned to terror in the blink of an eye; he stretched out his mouth to scream but could not utter a sound.

"What are you up to, you bastard!" A young man next to him drew his sword and stabbed at Zheng Lingzhi.

Zheng Lingzhi gripped the tip of the sword with her other hand.

The young man holding the sword also showed fear on his face, his face turning deathly pale.

Leng Tieya frowned.

The essence and blood of the two young men were rapidly flowing into Zheng Lingzhi, allowing her vitality to recover quickly.

In the blink of an eye, his injuries had mostly healed, and with a gentle shake, he floated off the reef.

He flung the two youths into the river.

They drifted downstream with the river, floating and sinking, and were gone in the blink of an eye.

"you--!"

The third youth glared angrily at Zheng Lingzhi and turned to run away, but Zheng Lingzhi stepped forward and grabbed him from behind.

In the blink of an eye, the young man collapsed, his face pale, most of his essence and blood had been extracted, and he was then thrown into the river, where he quickly drifted away with the current.

Leng Tieya shook his head.

The inner cultivation method of the Yougu Sect is indeed powerful.

He took a step and landed in the woods on the shore.

A throwing knife was stuck in a tree; it was Zheng Lingzhi's throwing knife.

He waved his hand, causing it to fly into his palm.

The throwing knife flashed in his palm before returning to its original position.

A moment later, Zheng Lingzhi released the pressure points of the other two youths, flew across the river, and disappeared into the woods to find the throwing knife, which she then carefully put into her possession.

Then the three youths went downstream along the river to search for Feng Chang.

They quickly decided to join forces and snatch the Youguo before Feng Chang could consume it, and the three of them shared it.

(End of this chapter)