228: Go to hell!

"Go! Die!"

Blazing Heaven Lord of the Crimson Flame Alliance looked at Lei Xingming with disdain: "Old Lei, you are the Sect Leader of the Five Thunders Sect after all, and you're four hundred years old. How are you still acting like someone who has never seen a woman?"

Lei Xingming discarded his lecherous, infatuated expression and turned serious, his body wreathed in lightning, his gaze seemingly shooting out bolts of electricity: "Blazing Heaven Lord! Don't put on airs of moral superiority here. Everyone knows that when you were young, you pursued Madam Shuang and were rejected, then hid in the valley for a hundred years, too afraid to come out and Face people. And now you're lecturing me!"

Stung by the sore point, Blazing Heaven Lord was furious, his entire body ablaze with flames: "Old Lei! Say one more word, and I'll burn you to ashes!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight,

Madam Shuang suddenly lifted her wrist slightly, her plain white wide sleeves sliding down like water, revealing a section of jade-like shoulders and neck.

Under the moonlight, that skin was as lustrous as jade, as if veiled in a layer of thin frost, radiating a delicate sheen.

The flames dancing in Blazing Heaven Lord's hands suddenly froze, and the lightning crackling around Lei Xingming vanished in an instant.

The two men's Adam's apples bobbed as they stared with wide eyes, terrified of missing a single second.

Bai Qi, Old Monster Mo, and the others were dumbfounded. This Madam Shuang truly had effective methods, taming two Golden Core Cultivators like dogs.

On the other side!

The Yao Race camp was entrenched on the south side of the rift valley, with seven figures standing tall like mountain peaks.

Leading them was the Jiao Devil King Wan Yuan, clad in black-scaled battle armor, his dragon horns gleaming with a cold, deep blue light. The pressure of his Late Golden Core Stage caused the plants within a ten-mile radius to wither completely.

Behind him, the nine snowy tails of Fox King Qian Huan moved without wind, while drool dripped from the fangs of Wolf King Xiaotian. Ape King Qitian carried a meteorite iron staff and emitted a muffled sound, Blood Vine King Qianchan's withered hands probed into the ground, Fire Crow King Wanyu's wings blotted out the sky, and the Shadow Devil Nightmare remained hidden in the shadows, with only his Middle Stage aura slithering about like a venomous snake.

In terms of strength, the Yao Race camp was clearly stronger than the human camp!!

Moreover, this was the Southern Barbarian region, where the Yao Race held home-field advantage.

But unfortunately, the Cultivators who came to the human camp were not ordinary Cultivators; they were either Alliance Leaders or commanders of human dynasties. They had come prepared, all carrying Earth Rank Spirit Treasures!!

Furthermore, there was Hui Ming, the Late Golden Core Stage demon monk who was highly effective at suppressing the Yao Race.

The two sides had been at war for half a year, neither able to overcome the other, and the Yao Race had even suffered heavy losses.

The two sides remained clearly divided, separated from each other, obviously afraid of another fight breaking out.

Generally, such ancient treasure vaults have specific opening and closing times; if missed, one might have to wait for thousands or even tens of thousands of years!

Therefore!

Both sides agreed to rely on their own abilities to enter the vault first and seize the treasures, and after obtaining them, it wouldn't be too late to fight again.

Suddenly, two beams of light fell into the Yao Race camp.

Fox King Qian Huan's nine tails suddenly flared out, and three-foot-long fox fires ignited on the snowy white tips: "What kind of small fry dares to trespass in our Yao Race stronghold!"

Wan Yuan stopped her: "It's people from Wanxiang City! That old scoundrel Wan Hongxiang is afraid of death and didn't dare to come, but he didn't want to miss the treasure, so he sent his son."

The person who arrived was indeed Wan Hongxiang's second son, Wan Zehu!

The other was Lu Chen, who had taken Chu Yu's spot.

"What is the meaning of this? Are they worried there aren't enough treasures to go around, so they're calling for reinforcements??!"

The human camp was dissatisfied; why were the Yao Race calling for reinforcements?

But when they looked closely, they realized it was just two Foundation Establishment juniors.

Wan Yuan roared: "You have nine people, we have nine people here—it's perfect! What! Do you have an opinion!"

The Crimson Flame Alliance's leader, Blazing Heaven Lord, laughed loudly: "No opinion, of course I have no opinion! Two Foundation Establishment juniors—coming here is just seeking death."

"This seat has an opinion!" Cihang Sect's Great Master Hui Ming suddenly bellowed, his kasaya robes fluttering without wind, and the Buddhist light around his body surged violently.

His figure transformed into a streak of golden light, completely disregarding the previous agreement. He slashed his right palm out in the air—in an instant, a thousand-foot golden Buddha phantom manifested, pressing down with the momentum of splitting heaven and earth!

The shockwave generated by this earth-shattering palm strike swept up all the sand and stone within several tens of zhang.

Everyone was forced back dozens of steps by this terrifying pressure.

"Old monk, how dare you!" Wan Yuan's roar shook the valley, his Demonic Qi soaring to the sky. Nine dragon-snake phantoms appeared behind him, and as his dragon claws closed, he actually caught the golden Buddha phantom head-on.

The moment the two forces collided, the entire mountain range trembled violently, and rubble rained down like a storm.

Great Master Hui Ming's pupils were dyed gold by Buddhist flames, locked firmly onto Lu Chen: "Wan Yuan, get out of the way! This brat is named Lu Chen, and he is the one who destroyed my Cihang Sect's Guanyin Hall, and he also killed my Outer Sect Hall Master Ge Hong. Today, no one is to stop this seat; whoever stops me, this seat will send them to be enlightened along with him!"

Wan Yuan's dragon scales all stood on end, his Demonic Qi forming a tangible black storm: "Nonsense! This kid has nothing to do with me! But since he is standing on my side now, if you kill him in public, you are slapping my Face!"

Hui Ming suddenly withdrew his hand, and the Buddhist flames dissipated into thousands of golden lotuses.

He stepped back slowly, a blood-red lotus blooming under his feet with every step: "Fine, I will give you this Face! Lu Chen, you little bastard, we will settle the blood debt you owe my Cihang Sect slowly after we leave the valley!"

Lu Chen couldn't help but chuckle: "I wondered who it was; so it's the great backer of Guanyin Hall. Your Cihang Sect really has some ambition, Cultivating entirely by blood-sacrificing Mortals and refining blood-evil pearls. But speaking of which, I still have to thank you for letting me reap the benefits as the fisherman!!"

After finishing, Lu Chen suddenly pulled the dragon fiend spear from his cave heaven, and in an instant, the air within a ten-zhang radius was dyed a dark red.

The Evil Qi entwined around the spear solidified, actually transforming into countless hideous ghost Faces in mid-air.

Bai Qi's Demonic Dragon Halberd trembled violently; even as someone nicknamed the God of Slaughter, he couldn't help but shiver the moment he saw the dragon fiend spear: "This... this weapon has at least a million Souls blood-sacrificed into it!"

The crimson flames around Blazing Heaven Lord suddenly dimmed by three points, the pressure of a Golden Core Cultivator actually being suppressed by this long spear: "A Foundation Establishment Stage can control such an evil object?" He stared fixedly at the pulsing Blood Pearl on the spear tip, his voice full of jealousy, "Even this seat cannot discern the rank of this weapon..."

The Cultivation Technique "Divine Illumination Without Interstices" that Lu Chen cultivated allowed his Divine Sense to rival that of a Nascent Soul!

It was even stronger than that of an ordinary Nascent Soul!!

After all, this was a Soul Cultivation Technique created by mechanical girl zero based on six civilizations, specifically targeting Lu Chen.

Therefore, Lu Chen suppressed his cultivation to Foundation Establishment, and no one could detect it at all.

It wasn't that Lu Chen wanted to pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger.

It was just that this Heavenly Dao dungeon had many stages; some stages required people to die, some required cooperation, and some had to meet specific numbers of people.

So Lu Chen couldn't kill them yet; he needed them to clear the dungeon together.

Great Master Hui Ming looked at the Blood Pearl on the spear, and instantly broke his composure! It was clearly the heart of the blood god he had been searching for for many years!

"heart of the blood god! You actually fused the heart of the blood god into this spear! This was originally meant for me to refine by Ge Hong! Aaaaah! Go to hell..."