245: Chapter 245 said they'd give us a breath of time, didn't they?

Immortal-white Spiritual Qi turned into wisps of white smoke, slowly circling around Jiang Lan!

Jiang Lan's cultivation began to climb rapidly. Ten breaths later, the pressure of the Middle Golden Core Stage suddenly erupted from Jiang Lan's body, rippling out like a pebble thrown into the center of a lake!

"Heh heh heh... It's done!

Cultivation World, prepare to kneel and welcome... Hmm? That's not right!

Why did my cultivation only increase this much?"

"After Monk Qing Yi activated his Buddha Immortal state, his cultivation rose to the Late Golden Core Stage. As the future God Emperor of the Cultivation World, how can I be worse than him?

Can I endure this?

The immortal power within the immortal buddha bead is converted from the Power Of Faith collected from believers. In other words, the more believers one has and the purer the Power Of Faith, the stronger the immortal power within the immortal buddha bead!

And the fastest way to develop believers is through slaughter!

Exactly!

In the Cultivation World, the one with the hardest fist has the final say, and the most direct way to show that your fist is hard is through slaughter!

Only by making people afraid enough can you make them believe enough!

Becoming a god through killing!

Jiang Lan constantly searched his mind for his first target for slaughter, and the three words 'Demon Spirit Realm' gradually emerged!

The reason was simple: Demon Lizard Adept of the Demon Flame Sect in the Demon Spirit Realm had previously placed the Blazing Fire Curse on Younger sister of Luo Yao!

Together with his Eighth Senior Brother Luo Xingfeng, he had killed all four of Demon Spirit Daoist's Disciples at the Beggars Sect's Wuwei Mountain.

It could be said that the grudge between him and the Demon Flame Sect was set in stone!

"Since the Demon Flame Sect has formed a grudge with This Divine Emperor, you have already found your way to death!"

Ten thousand meters high in the Void Realm above the Central Region, nine Ancient Thunder Dragons crackled, pulling a giant airship as they sped toward Shu Mountain Qingyun Peak!

Suddenly!

The nine Ancient Thunder Dragons' eyes bulged, their eyeballs covered in earthworm-like blood vessels. Their waists suddenly exerted force as they turned around, transforming into nine streaks of lightning, pulling the giant airship and leaving several afterimages as they sped toward the Demon Spirit Realm!

...

At the gate of the Demon Spirit Realm, a Sect stood across it. The Sect's Sect-Protecting Array operated slowly, sealing the entrance and exit of the Demon Spirit Realm tightly within!

Any Sect or power, regardless of who they were, had to pay a boundary crossing fee to enter or exit the Demon Spirit Realm!

The Sect responsible for collecting the toll for the Demon Spirit Realm was precisely the Demon Wind Sect!

The tolls from the Demon Spirit Realm could collect at least ten million Spirit Stones daily!

The reason why such a lucrative job could fall to the Demon Wind Sect was simple.

First, the Demon Wind Sect's Old Ancestor, Master Mo Fengzi, was the eighth Personal Disciple of the Demon Sect's Old Ancestor, Demon Spirit Daoist, and also his last closed-door Disciple! Generally speaking, a master would show partiality to his youngest Disciple.

Second, Master Mo Fengzi's elder sister was the eighth wife of the Demon Sect's Old Ancestor, Demon Spirit Daoist, and was the woman Demon Spirit Daoist doted on the most.

The original name of Master Mo Fengzi was Wind Meditation Child, and he was the eldest son of the Feng Family, a top-tier cultivation clan in the Demon Spirit Realm.

More than two hundred years ago, the only ancestor of the Feng Family who had stepped into the Spirit Transformation Realm passed away. Overnight, the Feng Family lost its protection and support, falling from grace!

That night, the Feng Family's enemies—several Spirit Transformation Realm ancestors leading over a hundred Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators and tens of thousands of other Cultivators—joined forces to exterminate the Feng Family!

Just as the Feng Family's Sect-Protecting Array was covered in spiderweb-like cracks and about to shatter with a bang,

Rip!

The Void Realm above the Feng Family was torn open by a pair of skeletal hands like ghost claws. A streak of black light flashed out, leaving several afterimages in the Void Realm!

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking and the sound of a watermelon being smashed open,

The head of the leading Spirit Transformation Realm ancestor was smashed to pieces by a punch, and warm blood instantly splashed all over the faces of the other ancestors!

From the ink-black night, an old man dressed in a python-patterned black robe with blood-red eyes slowly walked out. It was precisely Demon Spirit Daoist!

"In one breath of time, those who can escape a thousand miles away shall be spared from death!"

The raspy voice suddenly exploded over the Demon Spirit Realm, echoing across the land like a demon's whisper!

The remaining Spirit Transformation Realm ancestors directly pulled out Top-grade Tribulation Crossing Stage Blood Escape Talismans. Their hands trembled as they began to quickly form seals. Cold sweat dripped down their cheeks—'Drip! Drip!'—hitting the cold ground and kicking up small clouds of misty sprays!

Suddenly!

A black whirlwind, like a giant black python, soared into the sky from within the Feng Family's Sect-Protecting Array. It made a 'buzzing' sound, tearing through the air as it sped toward the remaining Spirit Transformation Realm ancestors!

The faces of several ancestors instantly changed color. Their backs felt chilled, and their bodies began to tremble slightly!

Normally, the three ancestors could have crushed a Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator from the Feng Family like an ant with a single slap.

But it was different now! Several ancestors were in the middle of forming seals to activate the Blood Escape Talismans, and their bodies couldn't move at all. They could only watch helplessly as the black whirlwind drew closer and closer!

"Ugh... Didn't you say you'd give us one breath of time...?"

The black whirlwind suddenly stopped, and a black figure stepped out from within!

A man in his twenties, somewhat handsome, with wisps of Devilish Qi rising from his body, a black whirlwind burning between his brows, and dressed in a long black robe, left several afterimages in the Void Realm. His hands were hooked like eagle claws, with earthworm-like blood vessels crawling on the backs of his hands, as he clawed down fiercely toward the heads of two ancestors!

Crack!

The heads of the two ancestors were fiercely pierced by five sharp, ghost-claw-like fingers. Blood instantly sprayed out, and a metallic, rusty scent of blood immediately spread!

The crisp sound of bones breaking, mixed with screams, rose into the sky, making one's scalp tingle!

The black-robed man in his twenties tilted his head slightly, his face distorted. A strange smile curled at the corners of his mouth, revealing a set of forest-white teeth. His eyes were full of mockery as he looked at the two Spirit Transformation Realm ancestors whose faces had already turned the color of pig liver from pain.

"That's what he said. I never said I'd give you one breath of time!"

Bang!

The sound of a watermelon being crushed suddenly rang out. The heads of the two ancestors instantly turned into blood mist. Warm blood and shredded meat splashed all over the black-robed man's face!

The two headless corpses, like mollusks with their spines removed, crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Blood crawled on the cold ground like blood-colored earthworms, painting a blood-red rose that bloomed wantonly in the freezing night!

Full of excitement, the black-robed man stuck out his red tongue and licked the blood and shredded meat splashed around his mouth. He closed his eyes, savoring it with a face full of intoxication!

...

Over 1,000 miles west of the Feng Family, on a mountain peak.

An old man with white hair and a white beard, covered in blood, was leaning against a rock and panting heavily!

This old man with white hair and a white beard was the only Spirit Transformation Realm ancestor who had managed to escape from the Feng Family!

Although the old man had successfully activated the Top-grade Tribulation Crossing Stage Blood Escape Talisman and escaped over 1,000 miles, the Blood Escape Talisman was too overbearing; it had almost completely consumed all the essence blood in his body!

Suddenly, the old man felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out several more mouthfuls of blood!

"You ran quite fast!"

A voice, like that of a ghost, exploded behind the old man's back!

The face of the white-haired, white-bearded old man instantly turned pale. His back felt chilled, and cold sweat suddenly broke out. His body began to tremble violently!

"Didn't you say those who escape a thousand miles within one breath would be spared... Argh!"