258: Zhang Yitian is a blood disciple and will be one for the rest of his life!

Zhu Jianhua ignored the middle-aged man's disbelief, instead feeling his heart beat with a sense of wonder.

"I thought your heart was black, but it's red after all."

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly used force in his hand, directly crushing the heart.

The Middle-aged man was struck by lightning, his body went limp and he started to fall. He wanted to grab Zhu Jianhua, but all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained, leaving not a single trace of power.

"Hahahaha!"

"Roar roar roar~"

"He's dead, this devil is finally dead, hahahaha!"

At the moment the Middle-aged man died, this place, which was originally full of deathly silence, suddenly erupted with bursts of laughter and cheers, some of which were even non-human roars.

But Second Seat and the others could all hear the joy within, only this laughter didn't last long before it gradually turned into crying, but it was all liberation.

Zhu Jianhua glanced around to confirm there were no other strong individuals, then directly devoured the Middle-aged man's corpse. Moments later, only a pile of fine powder remained.

His body was surrounded by vital energy and blood, but this time he didn't absorb it into his body. Instead, he divided it into seven portions.

He injected five larger portions into the five individuals, including Second Seat, who were helping each other walk over, and condensed the remaining two portions into two thumb-sized blood-colored small spheres.

The moment the five individuals received the red light, their vital energy and blood immediately surged, and their aura gradually climbed. After about fifteen minutes, all five of them carried an inexplicable sense of pressure.

"This is your vital energy and blood returned!"

Zhu Jianhua's voice brought the five back from their shock. With a series of thuds, all five of them knelt on one knee, their eyes burning with fervor, "Thank you, Our Master, for your grace!"

It was impossible for the five Blood Disciple Eight Seats not to be excited, simply because the aura they were now emitting was only slightly weaker than that Sun Fangnian, but the difference was no longer too great.

This meant that the five of them were now equivalent to Martial General Realm strong individuals, something they dared not even imagine before.

"The third floor will be yours to go to yourselves. How to deal with it is also up to you, but if anyone forgets what they said back then, don't blame me for taking action myself!"

Zhu Jianhua's gaze was cold. The five Blood Disciple Eight Seats, including the existences in those prison cells, all felt their hearts tremble violently. At that moment, they felt as if they were on the verge of death!

"Master, rest assured, we will never harm innocent people, nor will we allow the Blood Disciple to harm innocent people!"

As Second Seat spoke, he suddenly froze, then his face showed panic, "Master, aren't you coming with us?"

The others were also like this. They had already taken Zhu Jianhua as their true backbone. Now that the other party was leaving, they were very uncomfortable.

"I need to go into a deep sleep. This awakening has exhausted most of my mental energy, and I won't be able to wake up for a very long time."

Zhu Jianhua sighed. His main body was in the Military Department. If he hadn't gone far enough away, plus using Zhou Rong's body to absorb a lot of vital energy and blood, he wouldn't have been able to wake up for so long this time.

"I won't leave, I will just sleep within Zhou Rong's body!"

"Master, is there any way to wake you up?"

Upon hearing that their Master wouldn't leave, the Blood Disciple Eight Seats all breathed a sigh of relief, so they wanted to help their Master wake up earlier.

Zhu Jianhua was silent for a moment but still shook his head. The strength of this group was simply not enough to do that.

"Just replenish some vital energy and blood for me. When your strength is strong enough, perhaps you can help me escape or kill my main body to resurrect me!"

Everyone was a bit confused upon hearing this, somewhat failing to understand why saving someone also required killing the Master's main body?

However, before they could recover, the terrifying pressure dissipated like a tide, and then Zhou Rong regained control of the body.

"Master, has fallen asleep!"

His voice was calm, his eyes held a trace of sadness but more so, hatred.

"Today, we will bathe the Ten Stars Commerce Guild in blood. From now on, we, the Blood Disciple Eight Seats, will be irreconcilable enemies with the Ten Stars Commerce Guild, to the death!"

"Yes!"

Two days later, someone discovered the abnormality of the Ten Stars Commerce Guild. After all, as a branch of a major force, the goods it sold were extremely abundant.

Normally, it would be packed with people, absolutely impossible to be as deserted as it was today.

If it was the second day, although people were strange, they didn't pay attention, after all, this place would close for one day every few months, claiming to be preparing goods.

It still wasn't open on the second day, it was possible there was a delay, but when it still hadn't opened on the third day, people began to sense something was wrong.

Especially since the main door was tightly shut with no one in sight, some Martial Warrior Realm Martial Artists with decent abilities even smelled blood, so they reported it to the Martial Security Bureau.

After another investigation, they actually brought out over a hundred corpses from inside. They died in a gruesome manner, making anyone who saw them feel their scalp tingle.

People were still discussing whether this group had encountered some misfortune, but when one after another non-human monsters were brought out later, everyone was shocked.

Even though the Martial Security Bureau strongly prevented it, the news still leaked out, and immediately this matter spread to other areas at an extremely fast speed.

The Ten Stars Commerce Guild was sealed off immediately, but within a few days, the Ten Stars Commerce Guild issued a statement.

It claimed that the person in charge of that branch of the Ten Stars Commerce Guild was acting on his own, and the headquarters was completely unaware of it, and it was further confirmed that all the people in that branch had fallen to the Beast God Sect.

Because the people in charge of that branch of the Ten Stars Commerce Guild had all disappeared, they paid a large fine and then there was no further movement.

On top of an empty building, there were over thirty people here. They varied in size but were all silent, all looking at the red-robed man at the very front.

This person was the Chief of the Blood Disciple Eight Seats - Zhou Rong. His eyes were cold as he looked at the sealed off branch of the Ten Stars Commerce Guild in the distance, remaining silent for a long time.

"Chief, it seems the Ten Stars Commerce Guild has extraordinary power. Now they have gotten rid of the negative impact."

Second Seat said with a helpless look, "What should we do next?"

"Do not approach any cities during this time. We will go hunt demon beasts to increase our strength."

Zhou Rong's voice was calm, as if everything was under control, "When the storm passes and we have the strength to fight, we will go find the Ten Stars Commerce Guild to settle the score.

We can't go to the headquarters now, but their branches, not a single one should be allowed to exist!"

Saying that, he turned to look at the people in front of him. Besides the seven people at the very front, the rest varied in physique, clearly not normal humans.

They were some of the people from the second basement level at that time. They also wanted revenge or were unwilling to die and became Blood Disciple.

"Master, gave you freedom, gave you strength, and gave you the opportunity to become stronger.

You must live for Master your entire lives. If anyone dares to feign compliance, I will kill you one by one and send you back to Hell!"

As Zhou Rong spoke, a powerful aura surged towards everyone like a tide. In an instant, everyone's hearts trembled, unable to resist the urge to kneel.

This power was not inferior to the previous Middle-aged man at all, it was actually comparable to a Martial Grandmaster strong individual.

"Once a Blood Disciple, always a Blood Disciple!"

Those people all knelt on one knee strangely and guaranteed, not daring to have the slightest transgression or disrespect!