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Chapter 116 The Blood God Cult Attacks
That voice belonged to the evil cultivator who had severely injured Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua earlier...

Blood Raven!
A crimson streak tore through the sky, carrying a nauseatingly sweet and pungent smell, and abruptly stopped above the Yunmeng Marsh.

The black-robed leader, Blood Raven, was now several times more imposing than during their last encounter!
Clearly, he had not only fully recovered from his injuries, but his cultivation had also improved.

Behind him followed a dozen or so dark figures exuding the powerful aura of the late-stage Qi Refining realm, each with fierce eyes and an evil aura.

Blood God Cult!

They actually chose to disrupt the Tianyan Sect's founding ceremony at the very last moment.

That undisguised, evil pressure belonging to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage crashed down like an invisible mountain.

The new disciples, who had just been overjoyed at joining the immortal sect, instantly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. All the color drained from their faces, and the flame of hope that had just been ignited was now teetering on the brink of extinction in the face of this evil wind.

"It's Blood Raven! That fiend from the Blood God Cult!"

"Why...why is he here? And with so many people!"

"It's over, it's over, Tianyan Sect is probably in big trouble!"

Below, in the waters below, gasps of surprise erupted from the discarded warships that had not yet departed.

Sun Xuan of the Xuanfu Sect was so frightened that he almost tumbled off the deck. His face turned deathly pale, and his lips trembled.

Others only knew that the Blood God Cult was brutal, but he knew all too well how terrifying this group was!
This group of evil cultivators had no fixed sect, their whereabouts were elusive, like bloodsucking locusts, they would shoot and then move on to a different place.

They, the righteous sects like Xuanfu Sect and Qinglan Sect, organized several encirclements and suppressions, but each time they came up empty-handed and couldn't even touch a hair of it.

This group of people is like a piece of rotten flesh in southern Qingzhou that can't be pulled out or cut away!
Now, the most venomous mad dog in this rotten meat has actually come knocking on our door with its elite forces. This isn't just trouble; it's a catastrophe!
However, on the stone steps, Meng Xihong's face remained expressionless.

He didn't even look at the menacing blood crows, but instead turned his gaze to the old Taoist priest beside him, who had been squinting as if he were about to fall asleep.

“Senior, it seems that there are still some fools who want to try out the ‘deception’ of my Tianyan Sect.”

Yun Songzi yawned, slowly stood up, stretched, and his bones cracked and popped.

"Ugh, these days there are always some flies that like to buzz around when people are eating, it's so annoying."

He muttered to himself as he took a step forward.

But before he could take that step, Meng Xihong gently raised his hand to stop him.

"Senior, let me do this."

Meng Xihong's voice was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Yun Songzi was taken aback for a moment, then understood what was going on. He chuckled, stepped back, found a comfortable position to sit down, and looked ready to watch the show.

"Alright, you've been at the Foundation Establishment stage for a while now, it's time to find a punching bag to practice on."

"Old Daoist, I'll back you up. If you can't win, just say so. Don't try to fight your way through."

Meng Xihong ignored him and slowly stepped forward.

With this step, he stood at the very front of everyone, facing the overwhelming crimson light alone.

He finally raised his eyes, his gaze calmly landing on the arrogant Blood Raven in mid-air, his voice completely undisturbed.

"Blood Raven?"

"You dare to come here to die after injuring my Tianyan Sect disciple? You've got some nerve."

Blood Raven stopped in mid-air, looking down at the black-robed youth who dared to face him directly. Sensing the aura of the same Foundation Establishment stage on his body, he was first startled, then let out an even more cruel laugh.

"Hahaha! So you're the sect master of the Heavenly Evolution Sect? A mere Foundation Establishment brat dares to be so insolent before me!"

"Perfect! I'll kill you, seize your Dao foundation, and then refine all the mortals on this mountain into blood pills. My cultivation will surely reach another level!"

The dozen or so Blood God Cult disciples behind him also let out eerie cackling laughter, looking down at the crowd as if they were looking at a herd of pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Below, more than three hundred new disciples were pale-faced. Although they had passed the Path of Inquiry, they still instinctively felt fear in the face of a real life-or-death crisis.

But Meng Xihong smiled.

There was no anger in that smile, only a chilling coldness. "Is that so?"

He asked a question softly in return.

The next moment, a vast and powerful aura erupted from his body!

That wasn't just a simple spiritual pressure, but a more ancient and profound power!

Five-colored spiritual light flowed around him, interacting and restraining each other, eventually transforming into a chaotic, glass-like halo that enveloped him.

The initial stage of foundation building!

Blood Raven scanned Meng Xihong's cultivation level with his divine sense and his maniacal laughter grew even louder.

Liu Xuan looked at Meng Xihong, who had stepped out of the formation, and carefully sensed him with his spiritual sense. His expression then became incredibly interesting.

Early stage of foundation building?

How could it be just the early stage of Foundation Establishment?

Who was it that just killed Li Changfeng with a single finger?
Li Changfeng is a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator! Even if he is trapped by the formation and his mind is clouded, he could not possibly be so easily killed by an early-stage cultivator!

Damn it! I've been scammed!

This kid isn't relying on his own strength at all, but rather on that strange formation!

Upon realizing this, Liu Xuan's expression shifted from shock to anger, and then from anger to an extreme resentment stemming from feeling played for a fool.

He felt as if his intelligence had been brutally rubbed into the ground.

"Today, my Tianyan Sect is founded and established."

Meng Xihong's voice, like thunder from the heavens, rolled out and resounded throughout the entire Yunmeng Great Swamp!
"Then let the blood of you heretical cultivators be used to sacrifice to the banner of my sect!"

The moment he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot!
Blood Raven's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints!
What about people?

His mid-Foundation Establishment spiritual sense, capable of covering an area of ​​several miles, swept frantically, only to find empty air.

That vast and boundless aura seemed to have vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

A chill, stemming from his years of fighting instincts, sent shivers down his spine.

"careful!"

He shouted angrily, his voice distorted.

But, it's too late.

A short, almost inaudible groan came from the clamoring cult members behind him, then abruptly stopped.

Blood Raven turned around abruptly, and the sight before him made his eyes widen in horror.

A cult member at the ninth level of Qi Refining had bulging eyes and a frozen, sinister smile from a moment before. However, a gaping hole had appeared between his eyebrows.

Life was rapidly fading from those bulging eyes.

Behind this follower, the figure in black robes stood silently, having appeared there at some unknown time.

Meng Xihong slowly retracted his index and middle fingers, which were joined together, and a wisp of chaotic, glass-like light quietly disappeared from his fingertips.

He didn't even look at the corpse falling backward; his gaze calmly returned to Blood Raven, his expression as indifferent as if he had merely brushed away an unsightly speck of dust.

fast!
An incomprehensible speed!
From disappearance to reappearance, and then to murder.

The entire process took less than a moment for a single thought to cross my mind.

The sinister smiles on the faces of the other dozen or so Blood God Cult disciples froze instantly, a chill running from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads.

They didn't even see what happened; they only felt a blur before their eyes, and one of their fellow disciples was gone.

On the steps, Yun Songzi, who had been watching the show with his eyes half-closed, revealed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)