Chapter 283: Blood Sacrifice with the Lieyang Tribe!
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Slaughter Array was also known as Ten Directions Annihilation.
All living beings within the range of the array would be killed.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
As Wu Tianjue took out the Slaughter Array, ten ancient and mysterious black stone pillars shot up into the sky with unparalleled killing intent.
In an instant, the array enveloped the entire Lieyang tribe.
Rumble!
At the same time, in the vast sky, boundless killing intent gathered like an ancient river, causing the world to be filled with killing intent.
“What’s happening?”
“What’s going on? Why did the sky suddenly change?”
“Oh my God, what a terrifying phenomenon!”
The sudden shocking phenomenon shocked the Lieyang tribe.
In an instant, everyone looked up at the vast sky at the same time, their eyes filled with shock and puzzlement.
They had no idea what had happened.
Zhu Qinghong, who was the closest to the array, turned pale with fright when he saw the terrifying array that emitted unparalleled killing intent. His old face was filled with fear.
“This… This is… The Slaughter Array?”
He cried out in shock.
Then, his terrified eyes landed on Wu Tianjue.
“Wu Tianjue, is this the divine artifact left behind by the God of Darkness in the ancient legends? Is it the Slaughter Array that specializes in slaughtering all living beings? You’re not here to protect my Lieyang tribe! Are you here to kill us?”
Zhu Qinghong roared and his aged face was filled with anger.
In response, Wu Tianjue no longer hid his evilness. His face was filled with malevolence.
“That’s right, this is the legendary Slaughter Array. I came to the Lieyang tribe this time to take the opportunity to kill everyone in your tribe and then absorb your blood essence and soul to strengthen myself. This is because only when I have great power can I resist the Qingshan tribe and protect my tribesmen better. For this, I have no other choice. I can only sacrifice all of you!”
Seeing that they had fallen out, Wu Tianjue no longer needed to continue pretending. He showed his true colors and roared fiercely.
After saying that, he took a step out and flew into the air. He stood on the clouds and looked down at the Lieyang tribe below.
Immediately after, Wu Tianjue began to activate the Slaughter Array with a secret technique.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
As he activated it, a peerless killing intent gathered, and the world was dyed red.
In the end, terrifying swords of slaughter condensed out of thin air and slashed down at the Lieyang tribe with boundless killing intent and evil power.
Seeing this, Zhu Qinghong panicked to the extreme.
“Wu Tianjue, even if I die today, I will not allow you to slaughter the members of the Lieyang tribe!”
Saying this, Zhu Qinghong immediately took out an ancient battle spear and charged at Wu Tianjue with all his strength. It was apparent from his ferocious appearance that he wanted to die together with him.
Unfortunately, all the Divine Pedestal realm powerhouses of the Lieyang tribe had already left. No one could stop Wu Tianjue.
Moreover, he had the Slaughter Array. Even if it was a powerhouse of the Divine Pedestal realm, he could kill them on the spot.
Therefore, Wu Tianjue was fearless.
“Hmph, you’re just an ant trying to shake a tree!”
Seeing Zhu Qinghong charging at him, Wu Tianjue sneered.
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed.
In an instant, a terrifying sword of slaughter appeared out of thin air and landed on Zhu Qinghong.
“Ah!”
Zhu Qinghong’s body was pierced through by the sword. The life force in his body was forcefully extinguished.
“Wu… Wu Tianjue! I curse you… to a… Horrible death!”
On the verge of death, Zhu Qinghong let out a heaven-shaking roar filled with boundless resentment and unwillingness.
After saying that, his aged body was instantly devoured by the sword of slaughter. Then, his blood essence and soul were sucked out by a mysterious force.
In the end, they fused into Wu Tianjue’s body.
Thump!
With a slight tremble, Wu Tianjue could clearly feel that his cultivation and strength had increased significantly in an instant. Just Zhu Qinghong alone was enough to make up for ten years of bitter cultivation.
“The Slaughter Array is indeed magical. Just the blood energy of that old thing Zhu Qinghong can provide so much power. If I kill the thousands in the Lieyang tribe, my cultivation will definitely increase greatly. At the very least, I can reach the peak of the Divine Pedestal realm. I may even possibly reach the perfection stage!”
Wu Tianjue’s spirit was greatly boosted.
After tasting the benefits of using the Slaughter Array on Zhu Qinghong, his fierce gaze swept across the entire Lieyang tribe.
“I want you to help me cultivate!”
Wu Tianjue’s face was vicious.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Then, he crazily activated the Slaughter Array, turning it into terrifying swords of slaughter that began to slaughter the Lieyang tribe.
“Ah!”
Amidst the screams of despair, a vast amount of blood essence gathered in the void and turned into terrifying blood-red threads that fused into Wu Tianjue’s body. They became nourishment for him to increase his strength.
Under the push of a large amount of blood essence and souls, Wu Tianjue’s aura began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The peak of the Divine Vein realm.
The perfection stage of the Divine Vein realm.
The Divine Pedestal realm.
His cultivation was rapidly breaking through.
Thump!
After some time, Wu Tianjue’s aura rose to its peak after absorbing the blood essence and souls of everyone in the Lieyang tribe.
In the end, his realm stopped at the late stage of the Divine Pedestal realm.
At the same time, as he absorbed the blood essence and souls of thousands of people, his body emitted a monstrous, fiendish aura. His eyes glowed with a strange, bloody light.
He looked like a bloodthirsty man.
“Ho… So this is the great power of the Slaughter Array? This feeling of obtaining endless fulfillment after a massacre is really too wonderful.”
In mid-air, Wu Tianjue was immersed in his new strength, as well as the pleasure of killing. A hint of infatuation appeared in his eyes. The feeling made him extremely intoxicated.
With the Slaughter Array in his hands, he felt like God who ruled over all living beings in this world. Everyone would submit to him. Anyone unconvinced would simply be killed.
“It’s a pity that the Lieyang tribe’s tribesmen are still too few. The blood essence and souls of thousands of people gathered only raised my cultivation to the final stage of the Divine Pedestal realm. If I kill more living beings, I can quickly increase my cultivation and obtain even more power. At that time, even the Gods will have to submit to me! Hahaha!”
Wu Tianjue laughed wildly.
He looked around coldly. After making sure that there were no survivors in the Lieyang tribe, he steered his spiritual boat toward Great Green Mountain.
Next, he wanted to go to the Qingshan tribe to see if he could get any benefits.
Zhu Qingshan and the others were not aware of the shocking change in the Lieyang tribe.
At this moment, they had already led the soldiers of the two tribes and arrived at the border of Great Green Mountain aggressively.
“High Emissary Feng Ming, Great Green Mountain is right ahead. According to the rumors, the God of Qingshan worshipped by the Qingshan tribe seems to have been revived. Moreover, the Qingshan tribe was bestowed with great power. If it’s true, then…”
“Hmph, what nonsense!”
Before Zhu Qingshan could finish his words, Feng Ming interrupted him coldly. He stood on the spiritual boat and looked at the distant Great Green Mountain with disdain in his eyes.
“What do these uneducated people know? Isn’t the so-called Qingshan tribe the descendants of the Tushan family? They want to revive a temple God with just their meager number of tribesmen? It’s simply a fantasy. Even if it’s just to revive a strand of divinity and the true spirit of any temple God, it requires a large number of offerings and countless treasures. Back when the Tushan family was at its peak, it could barely maintain one temple God. How can a mere Qingshan tribe afford to raise a God?” Feng Ming sneered coldly.
“Listen to my command and charge. I will settle everything.”
Boom.
As he spoke, Feng Ming waved his hand, and a powerful force drove the spiritual boat under his feet. It turned into a dazzling stream of light and rushed toward the Qingshan tribe crazily.
Hmm?
In Qingshan Temple, Tushan Cangyue, who was meditating and comprehending the divine techniques under the altar, suddenly opened her eyes as if she sensed something. Her cold eyes looked into the distant void.
“Someone.”
“Greetings, High Priest.”
A divine servant came forward.
“Tell the Commander that the Leishan tribe and the Lieyang tribe are leading their troops to attack. Tell him to lead the Qingshan Divine Guards to prepare to fight the enemy.”
“Yes!
The divine servant replied respectfully.
Soon after, he quickly informed Tushan Mang..
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