112: Chapter 112 They Snatch People, We Snatch Them Too! The Cruel Truth About the Divine Transformation Fruit Tree!

"The Sword Pavilion and Jade Pool Palace are capturing Cultivators on such a large scale this time; it must be related to the god transformation fruit tree." Ao Cangyue's expression was grave as she spoke the truth.

"The god transformation fruit tree was originally planted on the torso of the Guixu Demon Emperor, relying on its limbs to absorb the power of the earth veins to nourish itself. Now that you have cut off the supply channel, the fruit tree must require even more immense and pure energy to fill the void in order to survive."

"And the flesh, blood, and Divine Soul of high-level Cultivators might just be the best substitute!"

"Hmph." A cold light flashed in Su Feng's eyes as he sneered.

"Although we are all of the Human Race, it cannot be denied that these fellows who proclaim themselves to be of the Righteous Path are so ruthless that even demonic Cultivators would feel inferior."

"Regardless of what their true purpose is, as long as it is something the enemy wants, we must not give it to them!!"

Su Feng stood up, his voice as cold as iron, carrying an unquestionable dominance.

"The current border of the Central Continent is our hunting ground!"

"I have decided that my Su Fengs Clone and you will each lead a team to harvest from the border inward! They are snatching people, so we will snatch people too!"

"If you encounter Nascent Soul and Golden Core Cultivators, if they surrender voluntarily, take them into the diagram and transfer them to the Four Lands. If they resist, or are die-hard loyalists of the Sword Pavilion or Jade Pool Palace... execute them immediately!"

Su Feng was never a benevolent person. In this war involving life and death, being soft-hearted was cruelty to his own people.

Ao Cangyue agreed completely, but there was still a trace of worry in her eyes: "I naturally do not fear ordinary Cultivators, but if we encounter their Soul Transformation Cultivators..."

"Rest assured." Su Feng smiled confidently, an air of dominance that looked down upon the world radiating from him.

"As long as those two Old things, the Sword Pavilion Master and the Jade Pool Palace Master, do not come personally, the other Soul Transformation Cultivators are nothing to fear!"

"Furthermore..." He pointed to the Four Lands Cultivators outside who were cultivating crazily: "Our Four Lands Cultivators have been suppressed for too long. Now that the Seal is gone, those who should have had a Breakthrough have already done so. For the remaining Bottlenecks, meditation alone is useless; they must see blood! They must be tempered through actual combat!"

"This battle is both about snatching people and training troops!"

Ao Cangyue's beautiful eyes lit up, and she nodded: "Good! Then we will race them against time!"

"The Sword Pavilion must be starting their captures from the core area, and only then will it spread to the border. What we need to do now is to snatch all the leeks at the border before that time comes, leaving them with nowhere to go!"

On the edge of the Central Continent, at various major Sects, a series of bizarre "disappearance cases" were frequently occurring.

"Have you heard? The Liuyun Sect in the Central Continent was emptied overnight! Not even the guard dog was left!"

"It's not just the Liuyun Sect! Over a dozen Nascent Soul Sects within a thousand miles have all vanished! It's as if they evaporated into thin air!"

However, before these Sect Cultivators could panic for long, the real nightmare descended.

"Roar—!!" A jet-black giant Dragon, a hundred feet long and exuding a violent aura, appeared above their heads without warning, blotting out the sky and sun.

"Those who want to live, do not resist! If you dare to move, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The Nascent Soul Elder within the Sect felt the terrifying pressure coming from the Black Dragon King and was instantly frightened into standing still, not daring to move. He could only look at the Sect Master, seeking his opinion.

"I saw your eyes move. Very good!!" The Black Dragon King sneered coldly.

"No!! I didn't move!" The Nascent Soul Elder's head was spinning.

The Black Dragon King's eyes flashed with an eerie red light, and he was the first to rush into the Sect. A sweep of his massive Dragon tail caused the Sect-protecting formation to instantly shatter.

Wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew, but he controlled his strength, killing only those who resisted while forcibly sweeping away everyone else.

Now that the Black Dragon King was no longer suppressed by the Seal of Heaven and Earth, he was only a step away from Soul Transformation and could face a Breakthrough at any moment. If it weren't for his son's passing which damaged his heart meridians, he should have already reached Soul Transformation by now.

Ao Cangyue watched from afar, but she did not stop him. Among Sect Cultivators, the winner takes all; it is inherently a struggle against heaven and earth. Being wiped out only proves that one's skills are inferior to others.

The Black Dragon King's resentment toward the Central Continent was greater than anyone else's, and he needed to release it through slaughter.

"Do not harm civilians; only capture Cultivators at the Golden Core Stage or above!" Ao Cangyue sat in command of this route, holding a detailed map of the Central Continent in her hand.

This was obtained over several months through the multi-faceted infiltration of the Ghost Race, and the level of detail regarding the terrain was incredibly precise.

On the other hand, Su Fengs Clone was even more simple and brutal. He carried the "yin-yang life and death diagram" with him. Whenever he encountered a Sect below the Soul Transformation stage, he would directly manifest the Magic Treasure and, like a vacuum cleaner, lock everyone and all resources inside.

There were Ghost Race Cultivators in the diagram who were skilled at identification, and it was most appropriate for them to screen, interrogate, and classify.

Su Feng had to admit that on a real battlefield, the Ghost Race's Divine Soul techniques indeed had a great advantage! Although they were not as good as the Yao Race and Dragon Clan in direct combat, they absolutely deserved the title of "Gold Medal Support."

Under the crushing power of the two Soul Transformation combatants, the Cultivators in the borderlands of the Central Continent had no power to resist at all.

Looking at the Forbidden Ground of the Sword Pavilion at the core of the Central Continent, a nauseating smell of blood permeated the air.

That "god transformation fruit tree," which had originally been somewhat withered, glowed with an eerie red light again after absorbing the essence and blood of thousands of Nascent Soul Cultivators, becoming even more lush than before!

On every leaf, it seemed that a painful, twisted human face was reflected.

Qiao Bei stood with his hands behind his back, expressionlessly listening to the curses of those Cultivators before their deaths, his heart completely unmoved.

In his view, these people would die sooner or later, and being able to become nutrients for the immortal tree to aid his Ascension was their honor.

"Pavilion Master." An Early Stage Soul Transformation Elder hurried over and bowed in salute.

"The effect is significant! The fruit tree has regained its vitality! It's just that... we have been too fierce in capturing people recently, and many Sects are showing signs of panic, and there have even been phenomena of them huddling together for warmth and resisting jointly."

"No matter." Qiao Bei said indifferently: "A group of ants huddling together are still ants. Since it is difficult to capture people in the core area, we will slow down and start expanding outward."

"The Central Continent is so large; Golden Core Cultivators are as common as dogs, and Nascent Soul Cultivators are everywhere. There is no need to keep picking at one place; go to the border! There are many Loose Cultivators there, making it easier to take action."

Speaking of this, he patted the Elder on the shoulder, painting a grand vision for him.

"Hurry up. As long as the fruit tree matures, all of us Cultivators above the Soul Transformation stage can ascend to the Immortal Realm through the precious tree! By then, living forever, wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"Ascension!!" The Soul Transformation Elder was stirred to boiling blood, his breathing quickening.

His Aptitude was limited, and he originally thought he would stop here in this life, but he hadn't expected the Pavilion Master to be willing to take him along for Ascension!

"Rest assured, Pavilion Master! Your subordinate will definitely go all out and not let you down! I will take people to the border to capture them right now!"

Watching the Elder's back as he left excitedly, the smile on Qiao Bei's face vanished instantly, replaced by a trace of extreme coldness and mockery.

"Hmph! Idiot!"

"How narrow is the path of Ascension? The energy of the god transformation fruit tree is limited; it can only carry at most five people to ascend at the same time!"

"Even I have to calculate carefully; how could there be any share left for you?"

In Qiao Bei's eyes, everyone, including these Elders and Disciples of the Sword Pavilion, were just tools for him to use, future spare fuel.

"However..." Qiao Bei looked at the fruit tree that was still lacking a bit of heat, his gaze turning toward the Forbidden Ground behind the Sword Pavilion—the "Demon Locking Pagoda"!

There, countless ancient great demons were imprisoned, and there was even... that old Dragon who had lived for ten thousand years!

"If the fuel outside is not enough..."

"Then I can only use you all to fill the pit!"