193: Join forces to kill

"Haha! It seems we all have the same idea!" A dark-skinned young man looked at the other four and chuckled, "Why don't we attack together, kill this person first, and then everyone splits the nine-turn soul returning grass?"

"Hmph! We Cultivators live by the rule of the strong, so naturally the strong take all! But we can indeed join forces to kill this person first! As for the spoils, it's every man for himself!" Another purple-robed young man snorted coldly.

The other three remained silent, but their Divine Sense locked onto Xiao Zhuo.

"Because of the nine-turn soul returning grass? It seems there were still some who slipped through earlier?" Xiao Zhuo pondered, realizing he had been too careless and underestimated the Prodigies of these Realms. He hadn't expected anyone to be able to hide from his Divine Sense when he was snatching the nine-turn soul returning grass.

The nine-turn soul returning grass is a ten-thousand-year Spiritual Root, and it is also the main ingredient for some extremely precious Medicinal Pills for life extension. Used well, it could allow a top-tier major power to endure for another ten thousand years; its importance is self-evident.

And Xiao Zhuo had obtained six stalks this time.

It was no wonder these people had conspired to ambush him.

However, they were all too overconfident.

Xiao Zhuo's aura had always been maintained at the Early Tribulation Crossing Stage. It was almost impossible for anyone entering the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm now to see through his hidden strength. If they knew his true Realm, no one would dare to face Xiao Zhuo alone.

This was precisely the effect Xiao Zhuo desired.

Xiao Zhuo stood surrounded by the five, his expression indifferent, as if he were not the one being targeted.

He scanned the five. The Disciple from the Slaughter Demon Palace had sinister eyes, clearly recognizing Xiao Zhuo's identity, yet chose to attack due to greed.

The dark-skinned young man's Soul Power fluctuated strangely, like a deep pool. The purple-robed young man's Dao flowed, his aura balanced yet subtly sharp. The two youths in green, clearly from the same Realm, moved in tacit understanding, array patterns already shimmering on their fingertips.

"Finished discussing?" Xiao Zhuo's voice was calm and unwavering, devoid of any emotion. "Too bad, you don't even qualify to make me use my full strength."

The majestic pressure belonging to the Mahayana Realm, far surpassing the Undergoing Tribulation Stage, descended from him like an invisible mountain, weighing heavily on the five, making them instinctively feel suffocated and insignificant.

Although they couldn't precisely perceive Xiao Zhuo's Realm, this unfathomable sense of power, far beyond their comprehension, was itself a tremendous deterrent.

"Arrogant! Attack together!" The purple-robed Dao Cultivator roared, his horsetail whisk transforming into thousands of Law silver threads, cutting through space and enveloping Xiao Zhuo!

The dark-skinned young man's eyes flashed with eerie light, and a silent yet extremely sinister "Soul Corroding Curse" shot straight into Xiao Zhuo's Sea of Consciousness!

The two green-robed Cultivators instantly completed their hand seals, and a "Spirit-Draining Void Lock Formation" combining spatial confinement and spiritual energy extraction suddenly took shape, its array patterns coiling around Xiao Zhuo like chains!

The person from the Slaughter Demon Palace was the most ruthless, his Blood Fiend Demonic Blade carrying a mournful demonic howl, slashing directly at Xiao Zhuo's neck!

The five knew their opponent was powerful, so they unleashed their ultimate killing moves from the start, cooperating perfectly to seal off all of Xiao Zhuo's escape routes.

Facing this deadly situation, a trace of disdain flashed in Xiao Zhuo's eyes.

"Universe God Step."

At the instant the attacks reached him, his figure blurred as if merging into a reflection in water, then completely vanished from its original spot!

The five terrifying attacks collided with a roar, unleashing a destructive energy storm that tore cracks in the space of that area.

"Spatial Divine Ability!" A warning bell rang wildly in the hearts of the five.

"Too slow." Xiao Zhuo's icy voice seemed to ring in their ears as his figure appeared ghost-like less than three feet from the purple-robed Dao Cultivator's side!

At such close range, the absolute speed suppression of a Mahayana Realm Cultivator over an Undergoing Tribulation Stage Cultivator was fully displayed!

"Innate Blood God Body · God-Slaying Blood Flame!"

Dark golden divine patterns instantly covered Xiao Zhuo's skin, and a vast surge of Qi and blood soared into the sky, his Physical Body strength rising dramatically!

At the same time, blazing, viscous, dark-red Blood Flame, emanating endless destruction and corrosive aura, erupted from his body!

The thousands of Law silver threads, upon contact with the Blood Flame, emitted "hissing" wails, their spiritual light rapidly dimming and disintegrating!

The purple-robed Dao Cultivator was utterly horrified, frantically urging his protective Dao Qi.

"Break!" Xiao Zhuo pointed his fingers like a sword, his fingertips entwined with the terrifying Physical Body strength enhanced by the tenfold Heavenly Demon Hegemon Body, further covered by the God-Slaying Blood Flame. He struck later but arrived first, piercing through the purple-robed Dao Cultivator's hastily condensed Dao Qi shield as if it were a thin sheet of paper, precisely striking his Dantian Qi Sea!

"Pfft—!" The purple-robed Dao Cultivator was hit as if by a meteor, the spiritual light of his protective Magic Treasure instantly extinguished, and a cloud of blood mist exploded at his Dantian. His entire body flew backward like a broken sack, his aura instantly withered to the extreme, his life unknown!

Had it not been for an ancient jade Talisman in his embrace that promptly burst forth with a soft green light to protect his heart meridian, that single finger strike would have annihilated his form and spirit!

"What?" The two Minghu Realm Formation Cultivators' eyes were bloodshot, frantically urging their Formation.

The "Spirit-Draining Void Lock Formation" glowed intensely, countless spiritual energy chains coiling around Xiao Zhuo, attempting to suppress his Blood Flame and movements.

"Blood Fiend Domain · Triple! Open!"

With a thought, Xiao Zhuo unleashed a monstrous Blood Fiend Qi, like a tangible blood sea raging, erupting from him as its center!

Within the Domain, all spirits wailed, and blood energy corroded everything!

The seemingly sturdy Formation chains, under the impact of the violent Blood Fiend Qi, rapidly melted and disintegrated like ice meeting boiling water!

The two green-robed Formation Cultivators were severely shaken by the Domain's impact, their Formation Plate instantly covered in cracks, and their own Qi and blood churned, causing them to spit out fresh blood!

"Soul Art · Startling God Stab!" The dark-skinned young man endured the Soul Power piercing pain from the Domain and launched another Soul Power attack, a gray Soul Power stab, condensed like a physical object, shooting towards Xiao Zhuo's glabella.

"Soul Wall!" Xiao Zhuo smiled nonchalantly, his Soul Power surging, instantly constructing an invisible barrier.

"Clang!" The gray Soul Power stab hit the Soul Wall, emitting a crisp sound and shattering inch by inch! But it also caused a ripple in Xiao Zhuo's Soul Wall, which surprised him somewhat.

However, the backlash from the shattered attack made the dark-skinned young man scream, bleeding from all seven orifices, his Soul Body severely wounded!

Extreme fear flashed in his eyes. Without hesitation, he crushed a dark jade Talisman, and his entire body instantly transformed into an illusory Soul shadow, merging into the spatial fluctuations. He had actually used the extremely precious "Void Soul Escape Talisman" to flee for his life!

"Trying to leave?" Xiao Zhuo's eyes turned cold, but he did not pursue. His target shifted to the last two.

The Saint of the Slaughter Demon Palace, seeing the purple-robed Dao Cultivator near death, the dark-skinned young man fleeing, and the two Formation Cultivators severely wounded, was overwhelmed by boundless fear and regret!

He no longer had any Battle Intent, frantically burning his essence blood, transforming into a dazzling blood-red rainbow, rushing towards the edge of the Domain at all costs!

"Coming from the same Realm, you deserve death even more!" Xiao Zhuo's killing intent was chilling. "Thunder Tribulation Domain · Triple!"

The Domain instantly switched! Sky-filling purple-black destructive Divine Thunder replaced the Blood Fiend Qi, as if a thunder purgatory had descended! Violent lightning accurately struck the blood-red rainbow!

"Ah—!" A shrill scream came from within the blood-red rainbow. The Blood Fiend Qi was largely dispersed by the ultimate yang and rigid lightning, revealing a charred figure inside.

But a layer of strange blood-red light also erupted from this person, forcibly enduring most of the lightning. His speed increased rather than decreased, and with his severely wounded body, he rushed out of the Domain like a stray dog, fleeing madly without looking back.

The remaining two Minghu Realm Formation Cultivators, under the impact of the Thunder Tribulation Domain, had already fallen to the ground, severely wounded and unable to resist.

Xiao Zhuo's gaze swept over them, and two condensed Blood Flame finger-winds shot out.

Pfft! Pfft!

Their glabella were pierced, and their Divine Souls were annihilated! Clean and decisive.

The battle ended extremely quickly. The medicinal garden was a mess. The purple-robed Dao Cultivator was unconscious and near death, the two Minghu Realm Cultivators were executed, and the dark-skinned young man and the Saint of the Slaughter Demon Palace used extremely precious life-saving trump cards to escape, severely wounded.

Xiao Zhuo expressionlessly crushed the purple-robed young man, collected the spoils of war, and didn't even glance in the direction of the escapees.

He knew that, severely wounded, those two would inevitably spread the news that he possessed six stalks of nine-turn soul returning grass.

"That's fine," a cold glint flashed in Xiao Zhuo's eyes, the Blood Flame around him receded, and his aura returned to its profound state. "Perhaps it can even attract some more Attribute Points to me."

He no longer lingered, his figure transforming into an elusive stream of light, tearing through space at an even faster speed, and soaring away towards the core region.

Behind him, only the aftermath of the battle and a dead silence remained. And the name "Blood Flame Killing God" would undoubtedly spread rapidly throughout the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm like a plague, carried by the escape of those two severely wounded Prodigies.