112: The Blood God Spear sucks blood first! Here comes the sword!

“Mu… no, Your Highness, the Prince of Yan, you need to calm down. We are on the same side. The one we should be dealing with now is the Li family's brat!”

With the Blood God Spear pointed at him, Blood Puppet Venerable felt his scalp tingle, truly feeling death approaching.

The only thing to do now was to appease the madman Mu Yunxiao, otherwise, let alone escaping, he might directly be pierced through by the Blood God Spear on the spot…

Although Mu Yunxiao's face was extremely pale at this moment, the killing intent in his eyes had almost solidified into a tangible form.

He said coldly, “I will kill them, but you won't have the chance to see it.”

Feeling the killing intent from Mu Yunxiao, Blood Puppet Venerable showed a look of horror.

“You can't kill me! I am a Saint Cult Elder. If you kill a Saint Cult Elder without authorization, you will also die a horrible death!”

Mu Yunxiao, however, seemed to not hear him, not taking Blood Puppet Venerable's threat to heart at all.

Having reached this point, how could he care about such a small threat?!

Mu Yunxiao remained silent, merely focusing on locking onto the constantly dodging Blood Puppet Venerable with the spear.

Finally, he raised his right hand and pointed at him gently…

The blood-black long spear hovering above his head shot through the air without warning, tearing through a section of space, staining the dark spatial rift with blood.

“No!”

Blood Puppet Venerable's eyes were filled with terror as he watched the blood-black long spear arrive in an instant, with no way to evade. He could only let out one last unwilling roar.

Finally, under the horrified gazes of everyone, it easily pierced through Blood Puppet Venerable's chest.

The next instant, Blood Puppet Venerable's body directly exploded into a mist of blood…

His physical body was not as heaven-defying as a martial artist's, but it was also not comparable to ordinary people below the third rank. However, in front of the Blood God Spear, his physical body was like paper.

Finally, a weak remnant soul flew out from the blood mist, attempting to escape from this dangerous place.

Although the Blood God Spear did not directly destroy his remnant soul, it also injured him severely.

Fortunately, his cultivation method was similar to that of a Qi Refiner. Although his soul was not as powerful as a Yang God's, it was enough for him to linger for a long time, and even possess another body and be reborn.

It was just that his strength would probably be greatly reduced, and it would be almost impossible for him to return to his peak.

Looking at his physical body that had exploded into a blood mist, a hint of fear, unwillingness, and relief flashed in Blood Puppet Venerable's eyes.

“Damn you, Mu Yunxiao! Once this Venerable's strength recovers, I will definitely grind your bones to dust!” Blood Puppet Venerable cursed angrily under his breath.

Just as he was about to have his remnant soul escape from this place, he was horrified to discover an irresistible suction force emanating from the Blood God Spear, causing his remnant soul to not only fail to escape but also continuously retreat and approach the Blood God Spear.

“No… how could this happen? I don't want to die… Ah~~~”

Blood Puppet Venerable, filled with unwillingness, was ultimately completely absorbed, soul and blood, by the Blood God Spear.

Once Blood Puppet Venerable was completely absorbed and refined, the blood-black sharpness on the Blood God Spear became even more formidable.

Mu Yunxiao looked indifferently at the place where Blood Puppet Venerable had disappeared and said coldly:

“In front of the Blood God Spear, trying to have your soul leave your body is simply a pipe dream!”

Although this Blood God Spear was a quasi-divine artifact of the Demonic Cult, Mu Yunxiao had to admit that it was indeed very powerful!

And seeing that a third-rank expert like Blood Puppet Venerable was easily annihilated by the Blood God Spear, Chen Qingxuan and the other sect experts couldn't help but gasp.

How could this quasi-divine artifact be so terrifying?

Why would the Demonic Cult possess such a terrifying magical treasure?!

Even if the third-rank experts from the sects came, upon seeing this Blood God Spear, they would only be able to flee in dismay!

Could it be that today they truly couldn't escape death?

Thinking this, everyone's faces instantly turned ashen, like paper. With one change after another, if it weren't for their high tolerance, they would have collapsed long ago.

Finally, some people couldn't help but speak:

“This… this is too terrifying. If I had known, I wouldn't have come to encircle the Giant Spirit Hall. I want to leave, I want to leave this cursed place right now!”

“I want to leave too! That Blood God Spear instantly killed even a third-rank expert. Even if the Sect Master came, he wouldn't be a match. It's irresistible!”

“…”

As someone spoke, the collapsing experts could no longer hold back and turned around one after another, wanting to escape from this place.

Chen Qingxuan's face darkened at the sight. Suppressing the fear in his heart, he shouted at everyone:

“Don't panic! How far can you escape now even if you run? You've already witnessed the speed of that Blood God Spear. It doesn't even need to activate the Blood God Spear to kill us!”

“Then what do you suggest we do?!” someone couldn't help but shout.

Chen Qingxuan said with a grim face, “Trust Lord Li. We have no other choice but to trust him!”

Everyone fell silent, but the chaotic escape from before did not reappear.

Does Lord Li really have a way to deal with a quasi-divine artifact like the Blood God Spear?

Everyone felt uncertain in their hearts.

Linghu Chong, in the crowd, was also in an exceptionally bad mood at this time. A quasi-divine artifact like the Blood God Spear, let alone these third-rank sects in the Northern Territory,

Even his second-rank sect, Xuantian Sword Sect, didn't know if anyone had ever seen one…

After all, they didn't even have a first-rank magical treasure, let alone a more powerful quasi-divine artifact.

Linghu Chong glanced at Shen Xinrong and Princess Pingyang, who were protected by the Demon Suppression Envoys.

He had a deep impression of these two women, but only now did he realize that both were Lord Li Shengyuan's people.

Unlike the panicked or feigned calm expressions of others, these two, though somewhat nervous, appeared calm and composed.

Does Li Shengyuan truly have a countermeasure? Linghu Chong fell into deep thought.

At this moment, the Blood God Spear, having absorbed Blood Puppet Venerable, returned to hover above Mu Yunxiao's head.

The spearhead was now aimed at Li Shengyuan and Ye Hangzhou, clearly indicating that they were the next targets.

Li Shengyuan looked at the Blood God Spear, which was emitting a terrifying pressure, and suddenly chuckled.

“Why do you laugh?” Mu Yunxiao asked coldly.

“Nothing.” Li Shengyuan smiled indifferently, “This Blood God Spear truly lives up to its name as a quasi-divine artifact, it is indeed powerful. But the burden on you to wield it must be immense, right!”

“Given your current state, even if you killed Blood Puppet Venerable for replenishment, how many times can you activate it? The reason you haven't attacked yet is probably because you are accumulating power and recovering, right!”

“I'm just a little curious as to why you didn't directly attack and kill me first?”

Mu Yunxiao fell silent, then slowly nodded after a moment:

“The burden is indeed great, but so what? It's enough to kill you all!”

Chen Qingxuan and the others immediately showed expressions of excitement upon hearing this; there was still a chance to survive.

Mu Yunxiao then continued coldly: “As for why this King didn't attack you with the spear first…”

“It's simple. This King wasn't 100% confident of killing you with one spear, but now that I've absorbed that trash Blood Puppet, the probability is much higher!”

“As expected of the Prince of Yan, truly cautious!” Li Shengyuan showed a look of admiration, then chuckled softly:

“However, you are indeed right. If it were just that one spear just now, it would indeed have been lacking. But now… it's still not enough!”

As his voice fell, Li Shengyuan's expression completely turned cold. He sheathed his blade, raised his hand, and let out a loud shout.

“Sword, come!”