131: It would be a disservice to their enthusiasm if we didn't go and see.

As soon as the words fell.

Chen Nian didn't even bother to say another word.

He directly grabbed the Man in Black Robe's neck, forcefully dragging him over from the other side of the spatial rift.

"No... don't..."

The Man in Black Robe let out a desperate wail, his hands clutching Chen Nian's arm, trying to shake off that steel-like grip.

However, all was in vain.

Chen Nian looked at him, devoid of any superfluous emotion.

Then, he grabbed the Man in Black Robe's shoulders and, with a sudden pull, ripped him in another direction.

"Pfft!"

A bone-chilling sound of flesh tearing echoed.

There wasn't even a scream, because before the sound could be made, life had already ended.

That Man in Black Robe was thus held by Chen Nian and, in front of his companions, was torn alive into two halves.

Blood and shattered internal organs instantly burst forth, splattering everywhere.

Warm liquid splashed onto the faces of the remaining few men in black robes, freezing them completely.

[Ding! You have killed a Fifth-Order Evil Cultivator, gaining 15602 points!]

Another generous sum of points was credited.

Chen Nian casually threw away the two halves of the corpse in his hands, as if he were merely discarding a piece of trash.

This scene completely shattered the psychological defenses of the remaining Eternal Life Cult members.

He died.

The captain responsible for reception and teleportation, a powerful Fifth-Order Expert, was torn apart just like that, in a single encounter?

He didn't even have a chance to resist.

This was no longer a battle; it was a one-sided slaughter!

Extreme fear gave rise to desperate courage.

"Let's fight him to the death!"

"Kill him and avenge the captain!"

"The Lord of Eternal Life will protect us!"

The remaining men in black robes had completely lost their minds.

They let out hysterical roars, no longer thinking of escape, because they knew they couldn't run.

The instinct for survival led them to choose the most foolish, yet only, thing they could do—resist.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several streams of red energy of varying intensity erupted from their bodies.

Strange runes frantically circulated on their bodies, and everyone's aura was rising steadily in an abnormal way, clearly indicating the use of some secret technique.

They adopted a stance of fighting to the death, and various sinister and malicious attacks instantly coalesced, ready to pour down on Chen Nian.

However, Chen Nian merely glanced at them indifferently.

Then, he casually waved his hand.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Accompanied by sharp whistling sounds, several extremely fast red threads, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, shot out from his fingertips.

These threads were incredibly thin, yet they carried a terrifying sharpness capable of cutting through all things.

The Eternal Life Cult members, still gathering their strength and preparing for a desperate struggle, suddenly stiffened.

They still maintained their attacking postures, their faces frozen with madness and determination.

The next second.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Accompanied by several sounds of flesh being cut.

Their bodies, like tofu cut by the sharpest blade, instantly shattered into countless fragments of varying sizes.

They couldn't even let out a scream before meeting the same fate as their captain.

Blood and minced flesh mixed together, thoroughly staining this dark corner into a living Hell.

In Chen Nian's mind, a series of System broadcasts sounded promptly.

[Ding! You have killed a Third-Tier Demon, gaining 813 points!]

[Ding! You have killed a Third-Tier Demon, gaining 995 points!]

[Ding! You have killed a Fourth-Tier Fiend, gaining 1531 points!]

[Ding! You have killed a Fourth-Tier Fiend, gaining 1792 points!]

Listening to the continuous crisp notification sounds in his mind, Chen Nian was very satisfied.

Although these guys didn't give many points, even a small mosquito is still meat.

Adding them up, it was over five thousand points, a decent income.

Most importantly, the process was easy and pleasant, without any effort.

He no longer dwelled on these small fry who had turned into points; his attention returned to the spatial rift he had forcibly torn open and maintained.

The other end of the rift seemed to be a relatively stable passage constructed from pure black energy.

The passage meandered into unknown depths, and an evil aura, a hundred times denser than that in the plaza, continuously seeped through from the other end of the passage.

Without a doubt.

This should be the teleportation passage leading to a stronghold, or even the headquarters, of the Eternal Life Cult.

These guys originally intended to silence everyone and then escape through this passage.

As a result, they had now pointed him the way to their lair.

This was practically a delivery to his doorstep, and with free shipping at that.

It would be a disservice to their enthusiasm not to go and see.

Chen Nian didn't hesitate in the slightest.

He took a step, his entire being hurtling towards the source of the densest evil Qi.

The surrounding scenery transformed into rapidly receding streaks of light, and violent energy roared in his ears.

This kind of spatial teleportation, which could tear ordinary Cultivators to shreds, was no different from taking a bus for him.

The Prison Suppressing Divine Body automatically operated, golden energy firmly protecting him, isolating him from all external erosion.

He even had the leisure to observe this energy passage.

His speed was very fast.

It was almost a matter of a few breaths.

He saw the end of the passage, where there was a light.

He didn't slow down, transforming into a streak of light and directly rushing out of the passage's exit.

The anticipated scene of clashing head-on with Eternal Life Cultists did not occur.

He rushed out of the teleportation passage's exit and found himself suspended in mid-air within an enormous energy space.

The teleportation exit was suspended above the dome of this energy space.

A denser, purer evil aura assailed him, mixed with a strong smell of blood and a kind of fervent chanting.

Chen Nian floated in mid-air, looking down to see a colossal plaza below, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people.

On the ground of the plaza, a massive and intricate blood-colored Formation was inscribed, each line of the Formation slowly flowing with blood, emitting an eerie glow.

Thousands of Black-Robed Cultists were prostrating themselves in various corners of the plaza, hands raised high, mumbling incantations, performing some kind of fanatical sacrificial ritual.

Their chanting converged, forming a strange sound wave that echoed throughout the entire cavern.

And in the very center of the plaza.

Stood a colossal altar, dozens of meters high.

Many dried corpses hung on it, emitting soaring resentment.

However, what was most striking was not this bone altar, nor the thousands of cultists.

But directly above the altar.

There, a giant heart, ten meters tall, was slowly beating.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

Each beat was like a drum, heavy and powerful, making the entire cavern tremble with it.

Seeing this scene, which could make anyone's heart tremble with fear, Chen Nian merely sneered.

"It seems there are unexpected gains!"