Blood Corpse Ancestor

Heavenly Mountain, also known as the tallest mountain in the Spiritual Land!

Surrounded by numerous peaks and shrouded in clouds and mist, it resembled giant Dragons galloping through the clouds.

These peaks, like stars orbiting the moon, protected a uniquely shaped mountain in their center.

That mountain seemed to have been turned upside down.

Narrow at the bottom and wide at the top!

It soared into the clouds, with a flat top.

It covered half the sky.

At this moment, Heavenly Mountain was bustling with people, lively and vibrant.

Countless Prodigies from all corners of the Spiritual Land gathered here, and every Star-Ranked force heading to Heavenly Mountain would find a location to set up a recruitment booth.

Long queues formed in front of some recruitment locations.

However, some recruitment locations were deserted.

In the very center of Heavenly Mountain, a Celestial Sphere was set up to test talent!

Some Sect members had already arrived and were waiting there.

If someone with exceptional talent appeared, it would undoubtedly trigger a scramble among the major forces.

Of course, only the top-tier Sect forces of the Spiritual Land were qualified to participate in the competition.

Only after the major top-tier forces had made their selections would it be the turn of other forces.

In the Cultivation World, the division of order and Rank was ubiquitous.

In a sense, this was a microcosm of the Law of the jungle in the Cultivation World.

When Zhong Qing and his group arrived at Heavenly Mountain and looked around, Zhong Qing's brows furrowed slightly.

Didn't they say that this place gathered forces of Star Rank and above from the entire Spiritual Land?

However, looking around the entire Heavenly Mountain, the strongest individuals were merely at the Two-Revolution Pseudo-immortal Realm.

As for Three-Revolution Pseudo-Immortals, there wasn't a single one.

Although there were quite a few Pseudo-Immortal powerhouses here, over a hundred in total, it was still far from what he had expected.

This left him a little disappointed!

Just as he was thinking this, a disturbance in the sky, a powerful Aura, came from above.

A terrifying might swept across the heavens and earth, causing the Void Realm to tremble.

"Such, such a terrifying Aura!" a Two-Revolution Pseudo-Immortal powerhouse murmured, his expression solemn.

"This Aura even surpasses the Three-Revolution Pseudo-Immortal Old Ancestor who is currently in seclusion in our Sect."

"Could it be that a Four-Revolution Pseudo-Immortal powerhouse has arrived?"

"But when did a Four-Revolution Pseudo-Immortal powerhouse appear in the Spiritual Land?"

"Such a prominent figure, arriving with such a powerful Aura, what is he here for?"

"He can't possibly be here to snatch our Disciples, can he?"

"Rumble..."

As the white clouds in the sky churned like ocean waves, bringing forth gusts of strong wind, a dark figure emerged from the horizon, transforming into an old man.

He looked like a mummified corpse that had been buried for a long time, with no flesh visible on his body.

He was like an old skin wrapped around a skeleton.

However, as the Qi and blood within his body roared, he appeared like a great demon soaked in blood.

He was entirely crimson, even his beard was stained blood-red!

As soon as he appeared, the entire sky seemed to darken.

A pungent smell of blood permeated the air.

"This, this is the Blood Corpse Old Ancestor!"

"He, why is he here?"

Someone was utterly horrified, recognizing the identity of the newcomer immediately.

At once, the faces of the crowd, who had been paralyzed and unable to move by the terrifying pressure, were now filled with despair.

The Blood Corpse Old Ancestor was a notoriously infamous figure.

He burned, killed, and plundered, committing all sorts of evil, specializing in seizing others' vital essence to strengthen himself.

He was the Evil Path of the Evil Path.

Any force he targeted, from top to bottom, would leave no survivors, and wherever he passed would become a dead zone.

His name alone could stop a child's crying.

For many Cultivators, his existence itself was synonymous with death.

And as the Blood Corpse Old Ancestor appeared, in the distance, Ling Yueer, who was about to watch a good show, suddenly had her delicate little face change.

"Uncle Liu, he's coming for us."

"Can we handle him?"

Uncle Liu's expression was somewhat solemn.

"This Blood Corpse Old Ancestor achieved fame even before I did, especially his Immortal Rank Divine Blade, the Blood Fiend Divine Blade, which can corrupt one's Divine Soul and destroy one's Dao Foundation. This opponent is extremely troublesome!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Yueer's delicate little face became solemn.

Just as the two were speaking, above the clouds, the Blood Corpse Old Ancestor's crimson eyes swept across the entire scene before finally settling on Uncle Liu and Ling Yueer.

"Old man Liu Nian, this Old Ancestor has been looking for you for a long time!"

"Indeed, we meet again."

"You killed this Old Ancestor's descendant and destroyed the Foundation of my Blood Fiend Demonic Sect."

"Today, it's time to settle the score between us!"

His hoarse voice reverberated through the sky.

It sounded like a Raven (Ming Ya) from Hell.

His simple words filled many with mixed feelings of joy and worry.

The joy was that this Blood Corpse Old Ancestor didn't seem to be specifically targeting them.

The worry was that when Immortals fought, Mortals suffered.

They had only intended to come and find a master or take on a Disciple, but how had they, without reason, been dragged into this enormous vortex?

Amidst everyone's apprehension, Liu Nian took a deep breath.

He said in a deep voice, "Blood Corpse Old Demon, the Demonic Child of the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect insulted my Sect's Saintess first, and then intended to harm my Sect's Saintess. I merely taught them a small lesson."

"They brought it upon themselves and have no one to blame."

"Their deaths are their own fault, and no one else's!"

"If you know what's good for you, retreat now, and I will pretend nothing happened today. Our grievances will be settled here and now."

"Otherwise, not only will you not gain any advantage from me,"

"But if the Saintess suffers even the slightest harm, the wrath of the Nine Clouds Sect is not something you can bear."

As Liu Nian announced his Sect, everyone present gasped in cold air.

They had thought that an enemy coveted by the Blood Corpse Old Ancestor must be extraordinary.

But they never expected him to be so exceptional.

The Saintess of the Nine Clouds Sect, that identity alone, was a being so noble that they could only look up to her.

Above the sky, after hearing the name of the Nine Clouds Sect, the Blood Corpse Old Ancestor's eyes also revealed deep apprehension.

However, the hatred of losing his son and the destruction of his Sect made his face twist in agony.

"This Old Ancestor has roamed the world!"

"What I seek is supreme freedom, and what I enjoy is unbridled Child of Ultimate Bliss!"

"If I don't avenge such a deep blood feud, then what Immortal am I cultivating, what Dao am I seeking?"

"Today, don't tell me you only brought out the Nine Clouds Sect; even if you brought out the Four Great Immortal Sects, this Old Ancestor would still kill without hesitation."

A surging killing intent erupted from the Blood Corpse Old Ancestor's body.

A bone-chilling cold swept out, as if everyone had directly stepped from scorching summer into bitter winter.

Under this killing intent, the world also became dark and gloomy.

Upon seeing this, Liu Nian's brows furrowed tightly!

He knew that the name of the Nine Clouds Sect would not deter the Blood Corpse Old Ancestor.

It seemed that a fierce battle was unavoidable today!

He concentrated his Qi and spirit, and a terrifying Aura rose from his body.

For a moment, the scene was filled with a chilling murderous intent.

A great battle was on the verge of breaking out!