Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

Standing amidst the blood mist, it resembled a dark and eerie underworld.

Hall of Ten Thousand Poisons.

"What exactly is going on with the Blood Demon Sect?"

In the dark and gloomy hall

Wisps of crimson tinged with a ghastly green blood mist billowed out, a voice rang out, and space itself distorted, as if they were on different nodes.

In the center of the main hall, a hunched old man sat cross-legged on a throne made of solidified flesh and blood.

He gazed in the direction of the Blood Demon Sect, his pupils, glowing with a faint green light, filled with worry and apprehension.

A few days ago, a large number of Blood Demon Sect demons underwent the Golden Core Tribulation and the Nascent Soul Tribulation, their numbers were terrifying.

That scale was enough to sweep away every demonic sect on the Soul Devouring Mountains.

Faced with the sudden surge in the Blood Demon Sect's strength, according to past experience...

The demonic sects of the Soul Devouring Mountains must unite and annihilate the Blood Demon Sect.

We must never allow the Blood Demon Sect to regain its former glory.

After all, that's too terrifying.

There were a full hundred Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, and quite a few of them were at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm.

How could this force not terrify the other demonic sects in the Soul Devouring Mountains, making them want to completely annihilate the Blood Demon Sect?

They feared he would wipe out the other demonic sects and unify the Soul Devouring Mountain Range.

The Blood Demon Sect regained its former glory, while the other demon sects were once again reduced to a dark and hopeless existence, like slaves of blood.

However, merely facing the Blood Demon Sect's power, which could sweep through the Soul Devouring Mountains,

The demonic sect of the Soul Devouring Mountains would not be so fearful or wary.

What terrified and horrified them most was that great demon who was punished by heaven the moment he was born.

That peerless demon who withstood the divine punishment and ultimately devoured it.

Furthermore, it possesses the power of a legendary ancient sage who has returned to the Void.

The power of creation.

That one appeared in the Soul Devouring Mountains, and then disappeared without a trace.

Faced with such an unparalleled demon, they were filled with fear, anxiety, and unease.

The elders and sect leader of the Demon Sect in the Soul Devouring Mountains also wanted to leave the Soul Devouring Mountains and escape from this place.

But facing that great demon, they dared not make the slightest move, for fear of offending him.

After all, for beings of that level, annihilating them is merely a thought.

This fear permeated the minds of every demonic sect member in the Soul Devouring Mountains.

......

"Ancestor, what should we do?"

The demonic sect located deep within the Soul Devouring Mountains is the Myriad Demons Sect.

An elder at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Realm looked solemn, his dark eyes fixed on the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons.

"Just wait and see what happens."

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons remained silent for a long time; he too couldn't understand what was going on with that great demon.

At this moment, we can only wait and see; any action would be suicidal.

The changes in the Blood Demon Sect, and that great demon, are truly bizarre.

Not long after the Blood Demon Sect's demon leader underwent his tribulation, the heavenly punishment descended, and so far, the Blood Demon Sect has remained completely silent.

However, such a coincidental timing inevitably raises suspicions about that great demon.

However, the timing of this coincidence makes one wonder if that great demon is indeed the founder of the Blood Demon Sect from 100,000 years ago, and if the Blood Demon has returned.

The other sects shared the same idea, so they dared not make any small moves at this moment.

If they make even the slightest mistake, they will be doomed.

What puzzled them was that if he was truly the founder of the Blood Demon Sect, the sect should have announced it to the world.

Why is there such a complete lack of activity?

After all, the demonic sect that once opposed the Blood Demon Sect has long since vanished.

Otherwise, the Blood Demon Sect wouldn't have been able to survive and even recover some vitality.

"But if that's the case, do we have to keep waiting?"

The sect elders were also deeply worried.

Are they going to keep the mountain gate sealed off indefinitely if that great demon doesn't make a move?

"Wait..."

However, the response they received remained the same.

Chapter 202 The lingering resentment of the Great Demon, the horrified women, and the shocking Western Wilderness Daoist lineage.

"But...."

Hearing that their ancestor had suggested an attitude of waiting and seeing,

The Nascent Soul Realm elder raised his withered head, covered in poisonous curses, and looked at his ancestor.

Should we continue waiting?

Are we just going to keep dragging this on like this?

Who knows when that will be?

Who can know whether that great demon has actually left the Soul Devouring Mountains?

Or was he simply not interested in the many demonic sects of the Soul Devouring Mountains?

"But, won't the sect develop if we do this?"

"Is development more important, or is life more important?"

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons gave this clueless elder a strange look.

What's wrong with this guy?

You would never ask such a stupid question before, would you?

They're already at the Nascent Soul stage. No matter how important external things are, are they more important than their own lives?

As long as their sects have their foundations, when can't they develop?

In a few thousand years, another generation of disciples can be trained.

Moreover, the fighting among disciples can cultivate even stronger poisons.

This guy has probably been managing a sect for too long and doesn't know that in the cultivation world, strength is paramount.

The other elders looked at him in astonishment. What was wrong with the sixth elder today?

Under the watchful eyes of the other elders, the Sixth Elder also grinned, revealing his dry, cracked lips.

"I almost forgot, I was stunned by the Great Demon's imposing presence..."

The surrounding elders immediately burst into snickering laughter, mocking the sixth brother as truly pathetic.

The elder who was being teased lowered his head slightly, his eyes filled with demonic light.

'Damn it, the Ancestor's plan is going to be ruined! Damn it, where did this powerful demon come from? Could it really be related to the Blood Demon Sect?!'

After the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons gave his instructions, the elders began to arrange matters within the sect.

"Sixth brother, go back and eat some human heart food to nourish your liver and gallbladder."

"I have some pills made with the courage of a bear and the gall of a leopard. Want one? It'll definitely give you a good boost, hehehe."

Several elders, draped in black robes and emanating poisonous mist, spoke kindly to the Sixth Elder.

"Hehe, thanks. Old Demon must be getting old; his brain isn't working as well anymore."

The Sixth Elder chuckled, then turned his head, a flash of demonic light in his eyes.

'If it weren't for the fear of disrupting the Ancestor's plans, the Old Demon would have slaughtered you all.'

After pondering for a moment, the Sixth Elder headed towards the cave.

The elders all gave a cold smile and left.

Two elders remained in place.

"Hehe, Lao Liu really has something wrong with his head."

An elder in black robes, holding a pair of hooks in his hands, looked mockingly at the remaining elders.

"Let's go and try to appease them."

The two exchanged a glance. It was a good opportunity to get some goodies; otherwise, they couldn't make any big moves lately, and there wasn't much good food left.

The two gave a cold laugh and followed the Sixth Elder away...

......

"Ah...how is that possible...?"

In the pitch-black, icy space, demonic energy spread, and bloodthirsty aura filled the space, with two mournful howls echoing continuously.

The two figures in black robes stared in utter shock at the alluring crimson lotus blooming at their hearts. The lotus continuously drained their magical power and flesh.

Moreover, the crimson lotus also spread out roots to bind their nascent souls.

They stared at the sixth brother in front of them, their faces ashen.

"You...you can't be the sixth brother..."

Their eyes were filled with venom as they stared at the man before them.

The Sixth Elder then took a boning knife and severed their tendons in their hands and feet, his cold voice ringing out.

"What's it to you? You guys didn't treat me like I was the sixth person either, did you?"

"Hehehe, your bones are quite good. If you refine them into a new magic weapon, the Skull Cauldron will definitely be excellent."

As the boning knife removed their flesh, they could only watch helplessly as their flesh was cut open.

As the crimson lotuses on their chests absorbed the essence of blood, the crimson lotuses shone with a crimson light, as if a heart were beating.

Their eyes were fixed on the Sixth Elder with resentment.

In the end, he could only dissipate with resentment and unwillingness, and his soul and nascent soul were absorbed by the blood-red lotus.

......

"The Bloodthirsty Demon Lotus is about to bear fruit, hehehe, Ancestor should be able to recover a little more."

Suddenly, a surge of demonic energy emanated from this space, and a phantom skull appeared, with two blood-red flames flickering in its eye sockets.

"I've met my ancestor."

The Sixth Elder bowed slightly and gave a respectful salute.

"Well done, but have you heard anything about that guy from a few days ago?"

The illusory skull looked at the Sixth Elder's praise.

“Ancestor, ever since that person was punished by the heavens, he has never appeared again and his whereabouts are unknown.”

As the Sixth Elder reported, the two crimson flames within the illusory skull remained unchanged, flickering on and off.

He was incredibly envious of that supremely powerful body that was subject to divine punishment from birth, yet remained unmoved by the heavenly lightning striking it.

Even the ancestor's previous physical body was far inferior. If he were to possess this kid's body, future tribulations would be a piece of cake.

I never imagined that such a monstrous talent would emerge again in these 10 years.

The world's most talented people are truly as numerous as carp crossing a river!