90: Chapter 90 A Blood-Red Feast: A Massacre Involving the Merger of Good and Evil

"Nangong Xue! You venomous woman! What on earth do you want?!"

A hot-tempered Sect Elder pointed at Nangong Xue in the sky and questioned her sternly.

By now, even a fool could see that this was a complete trap.

Nangong Xue looked at the terrified and angry faces below, letting out a peal of silver-bell-like laughter that was filled with pleasure and cruelty.

"What do I want? Hehe, naturally... to send you on your way!"

As soon as she finished speaking.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dozens of huge pits suddenly exploded across the ground of the Ancient Battlefield.

One figure after another, shrouded in thick Devilish Qi, crawled out from underground, surrounding everyone.

Leading them was none other than that Black Crow Protector.

"Jie jie jie... Friends of the Righteous Path, we meet again."

The Black Crow Protector let out a piercing laugh, followed by hundreds of Demon Race elites behind him.

Each one emitted a bloodthirsty aura, looking at the Righteous Path Cultivators like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"De... Demon Race!"

"Nangong Xue, you actually colluded with the Demon Race!"

Seeing this, the faces of all the Righteous Path Cultivators turned as pale as paper, their hearts filled with despair.

Trapped in a desperate land with a Demon Race ambush, there was no escape now!

"Betraying the Righteous Path?"

Nangong Xue laughed wildly as if she had heard the world's biggest joke.

"In this world, there is no such thing as a distinction between good and evil! Whatever makes me stronger is the Righteous Path!"

She suddenly raised her hand and made a fierce grabbing motion through the air toward the Elder who had just cursed her.

"Blood Transformation Divine Art!"

A terrifying suction force erupted. The Early Stage Soul Transformation Elder didn't even have time to resist before his body withered instantly like a punctured balloon.

His entire body's flesh, blood, and essence were forcibly extracted, turning into a blood-colored torrent of energy that surged into Nangong Xue's body.

"Ah—!"

A shrill scream echoed throughout the entire Secret Realm.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Elder's body turned into a dried corpse and fell from mid-air.

This scene made everyone's hair stand on end, their bodies turning cold.

"Kill! Leave none alive!"

Nangong Xue licked her lips and issued the order for a massacre.

Instantly, the long-ambushed Demon Race elites charged like tigers into a flock of sheep, coordinating with the already activated Trapping and Killing Formation.

They launched the most brutal attacks against the Righteous Path Cultivators who were divided and surrounded.

"Ah!"

"Fight them to the death!"

"Nangong Xue! Even as a ghost, I won't let you off!"

Screams, roars, and pleas for mercy rose and fell one after another.

The entire Secret Realm completely turned into a bloody Shura Field.

The light of Magic Treasures and severed limbs flew together, and blood soaked the already crimson earth like a free-flowing spring.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the battlefield.

Su Yun was leading the people from the Mysterious Maiden Sect and the Wu Zhou Empire, leisurely "slacking off."

The sword Formation they formed only symbolically resisted the attacks of a few demon soldiers; it looked precarious but was actually as steady as Mount Tai.

Su Yun even had the leisure to secretly collect the Storage Pouches dropped by the fallen Cultivators one by one amidst the chaos.

Making a fortune from the dead was indeed the fastest way to get rich.

Although Leng Hanshuang and the others couldn't bear the bloody scene before them—after all, they were fellow members of the Righteous Path and inevitably felt pity.

But they knew even better that once they got involved, all of Su Yun's behind-the-scenes plans would fall through.

Seeing Su Yun's joyful expression as he "picked up trash," they could only shake their heads helplessly and focus on maintaining the Formation.

The massacre continued.

Nangong Xue hovered in mid-air, continuously performing the Blood Transformation Divine Art.

She refined Soul Transformation Stage Cultivators into her own nourishment, feeling the rapidly growing power within her body with an expression of extreme pleasure and intoxication.

However, just as she was about to achieve total victory and slaughter everyone.

A sudden change occurred!

On the entire battlefield, the blood that had gathered into a river seemed to be drawn by something.

It began to flow toward the very center of the battlefield, toward a massive ancient altar.

After absorbing a massive amount of essence and blood from the powerful, the countless eerie runes on the altar lit up one by one, emitting a sinister red light.

Crack! Crack!

From the center of the altar came sounds like glass shattering.

The Seal Formation deep underground had reached its limit after absorbing too much energy in a short time and began to collapse!

Rumble—!

A terrifying aura far exceeding the Void Refining Stage, and even surpassing the Dao Integration Stage, erupted from the ground like a volcano that had been dormant for ten thousand years!

Under the impact of this aura, the entire Secret Realm shook violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Not good!"

Nangong Xue, who was immersed in the pleasure of killing, suddenly had a drastic change in expression.

"This place isn't just a Secret Realm; it's actually a Sealing Ground!"

Before she could finish her sentence.

A terrifying roar capable of shattering the sky came from deep underground.

"Roar—!"

Then, a giant hand covered in thick black hair, as large as a mountain, burst out of the ground!

Upon that giant hand emanated an aura of decay and destruction capable of making all things wither.

It grabbed the Demon Race Protector closest to the altar and, like crushing an ant, applied a little force.

Puchi!

That Demon Race Protector with a Late Stage of Spirit Transformation cultivation didn't even have time to scream before being crushed into a cloud of blood mist.

A hoarse, ancient voice filled with endless greed echoed in the depths of everyone's Soul.

"Fresh... Blood Food..."

"I... have finally... come out!"