231: Chapter 231 Great Memory Restoration Technique

After secretly mocking himself, he suddenly raised his head, "Since everyone is here, let's begin!"

"Asu—ra! Blood! Sac—ri—fice!"

As the Asura King's voice rang out, enunciating each word, a suction force a hundred times stronger than before erupted from the altar.

Ren Tiantang, Mother Yaksha, and the other ten Great Sages were already prepared and immediately joined forces to resist with all their might.

"Overestimating your capabilities!" The Asura King let out a cold snort and slapped the altar with his palm.

In an instant, the suction force strengthened several times over!

The balance was immediately broken, and the ten Great Sages were involuntarily sucked onto the altar, unable to move a muscle.

"The path to Great Emperor, it is now!"

The Asura King appeared crazed; with a single stomp, the blood-colored patterns surged with endless blood mist, causing all the figures on the altar to gradually blur.

"Ah!"

"Awoo..."

"Damn you, Asura King! I'll mess up your grandfather!"

...

In the blood mist, screams continued without end.

It was easy to imagine that the blood sacrifice was absolutely a painful process.

Outside, things were equally lively at this moment.

"Asura Clan, you actually did something like this!"

"Beasts! You beasts! Our Yaksha Clan actually became a vassal to a beastly race like yours!"

"Wuwuwu... Eat, I want to eat the brains of the Asura Clan members!"

...

Angry curses continued to erupt from the western area of the arena where the Cultivators of the five clans were located.

They had already been sealed by the Second Ancestor of the Asura Clan earlier, otherwise, a riot would have already broken out.

In the seating area, the Spirit Devouring Sword Clan Great Sage Li Chun's hands were trembling slightly, but his eyes contained sword light as he stared at the Asura Clan Fifth Elder beside him.

"Fellow Daoist Xu Kun? Do you have anything to say?"

"Th-this..." As a member of the Asura Clan, the Fifth Elder was naturally also looking forward to the Asura King's success, but facing his friend's questioning, he still stuttered somewhat.

"Fellow Daoist Li Chun, whether you believe it or not, I, Xu, really do not know about this matter. It's just... just that the Third Ancestor ordered me to help the Zombie Clan earlier!"

"That was why I specifically invited you to come..."

"Hehe... It seems your Third Ancestor was afraid that the people being blood sacrificed wouldn't be strong enough. What a scheme! I, Li, almost had a spot on that altar!" Li Chun's words were full of sarcasm.

"This..." Xu Kun could not refute this. He also knew that the Third Elder likely had this purpose, so he could only raise his head and continue watching the scene in the mirror.

However, as he watched, his brows slowly furrowed, "Something's not right. This screaming sound..."

It wasn't just him; everyone had discovered that something was amiss at this moment.

Although the screaming had not stopped and was still very miserable, previously there were clearly several different voices, but now there was only one voice screaming continuously.

"Could this be another stage of the blood sacrifice, one by one?" Someone came up with a relatively reasonable explanation.

The Second Ancestor and Third Ancestor were also unable to probe the situation within the blood mist, but the current screams caused them a bout of heart palpitations.

The two exchanged a glance, having the same guess in their hearts, but they didn't dare to speak it out loud, and even tried their best to control themselves not to think in that direction.

About half an incense stick of time later, the blood mist slowly dissipated, and the figures on the altar were revealed once again.

In an instant, all sound in the arena came to an abrupt halt. Every Cultivator forgot to close their mouths, staring blankly at the scene in the mirror.

"Old Ancestor!"

A long time later, an Asura Clan Cultivator cried out as if mourning their own parents, shouting with a sobbing tone, "Let go of the Asura King Old Ancestor!"

"Wuwuwu... No, this isn't real!"

"An illusion! It's all an illusion!"

...

The Asura King was still in the center of the altar, but he was lying there like a dead dog, exhaling more than he was inhaling.

On his face, there was a size 42 foot stepping on it!

"Gulp!"

"Gulp..." Ren Tiantang and the others swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, still not knowing how to speak.

Just now, they had vaguely seen a figure suddenly condense behind the Asura King, holding a square object and greeting it against his head.

Afterwards, the screaming had transferred from their mouths to the Asura King's mouth.

The following scene made them even more shocked and grimacing.

There was no talk of any Cultivation Technique or Divine Ability; the Asura King looked like an ordinary person without any cultivation, being slapped on the head by the other party again and again.

"Se... Senior," finally, it was Kuang Tianming who steadied his emotions first, "Thank you for saving our lives!"

Mother Yaksha and the others heard this and also bowed one after another, "Thank you, Senior, for saving our lives!"

"Tch!" Lin Bei glanced at them, "Are we that familiar?"

The Great Sages of the four clans recalled carefully and realized that not only were they not familiar with him, they were practically enemies, so they immediately dared not speak again.

Zhao Dezhu, on the other hand, didn't feel awkward at all and shouted loudly at Lin Bei, "Big Brother, Big Brother, you finally came! I am your biological brother from a different mother and father!"

Lin Bei rolled his eyes; he didn't expect to encounter such a unique character here.

He ignored him and turned to look at the two, Ren Tiantang and the other, "This Venerable already said that this grand competition will definitely make your Zombie Clan famous throughout the Yinming Land! Come here!"

While speaking, he beckoned, and the bodies of Ren Tiantang and Kuang Tianming involuntarily flew to the center of the altar.

Looking at the Asura King who was still being stepped on by Lin Bei, the two felt a surge of relief in their hearts.

Good thing we knelt quickly back at Zombie City!

"Ouch! Ouch..." A weak cry of pain came from the ground, "This... Senior, I was blind and did not recognize Mount Tai, please spare me..."

"Our Asura Clan and the Zombie Clan have been on good terms for generations. Tiantang, in the past I even..."

"Heh..." Lin Bei applied force with his foot, directly interrupting the other party's words, a mocking look on his lips.

"On good terms for generations? Do you dare to say that the Zombie Clan's previous four consecutive failures in the racial competition had nothing to do with your Asura Clan?"

In fact, long before Mother Yaksha and the others returned, he had already arrived at the altar in stealth, and had even discovered every move the Asura King had hidden in the shadows.

Lin Bei's words caused Ren Tiantang and the other to tremble, and they both lowered their heads to look down simultaneously.

"No, no, how could we possibly..." The Asura King flatly denied it.

"Oh?" The moral seal appeared in Lin Bei's hand again, "This Venerable has a Daoist Magic here, called the Great Memory Restoration Technique. I believe it will help you remember!"

The next instant, Ren Tiantang and the other hurriedly retreated hundreds of feet, sweating profusely as they watched that brick-like object smash fiercely onto the Asura King once again.

"Th-this is the Great Memory Restoration Technique?" All the Great Sages on the altar were dumbfounded, "Is it really useful?"

A dozen or so breaths later...

"Stop hitting me! I admit it! I admit it!" The Asura King's screams became increasingly weak.

"Senior, you truly have a Wisdom Eye. The Zombie Clan was ranked last for four consecutive times; it was indeed the Asura Clan who acted in the shadows!"

"What?" Seeing Lin Bei stop, Kuang Tianming and the other rushed forward, glaring angrily at the Asura King, "Why? Why did you do this?"

The Asura King glanced at them and began to explain in a weak voice.

"The other four clans have always been somewhat dissatisfied with the Zombie Clan. With us arranging it this way, they would certainly do their best to join forces against the Zombie Clan! The Zombie Clan would also exert all their strength in this competition!"

"In this way, the combat power entering the Shura World for this racial trial could reach the maximum! The effect of the blood sacrifice would also be the best!"

"What a scheme! Truly worthy of the Asura King..." Having understood the truth, Kuang Tianming mocked him with indifference.

Lin Bei once again stepped on the Asura King, looked at Ren Tiantang and the other, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a massive force erupted from beneath his feet.