45: Chapter 45 Blood Rain Tower, where did it come from?

Qian Kun looked at the three Loose Cultivators, a flash of bloodthirsty red light appearing in his eyes.

"Which Sect... which Sect destroyed Blood Crow Mountain?"

The three Loose Cultivators felt their hearts tremble under his gaze.

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked middle-aged man swallowed hard and said tremblingly: "Sen... Senior, we don't know either. Blood Crow Mountain was destroyed overnight, leaving no survivors. It's just rumored that the Wang family's Treasure Body joined a major Sect, and a powerhouse from that major Sect took action to destroy Blood Crow Mountain..."

"Are there any other pieces of news?" Qian Kun's voice grew increasingly gloomy.

"No... haven't heard any."

Qian Kun remained silent for a moment, a ferocious expression appearing on his face. "Useless trash!"

He looked at the three Loose Cultivators, blood-colored light surging in his eyes.

"You three... your Qi and blood are not bad."

Before his words had even faded, his figure erupted into motion!

"Run!!!"

The bearded man let out a shrill scream and turned to flee!

The thin youth and the sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked middle-aged man also ran with all their might in different directions!

However—

Although Qian Kun was still severely injured, his foundation in the Void Piercing Realm second stage was still there. Dealing with these three Loose Cultivators, who were at most in the Soul Fire Realm, was no different from crushing three ants.

His figure appeared behind the bearded man like a ghost, and he slammed a palm onto his head!

"Bang!"

The skull exploded, and red and white matter splattered everywhere!

The bearded man's headless corpse rushed forward a few steps by inertia before crashing to the ground with a thud.

Qian Kun opened his mouth and inhaled; a stream of scarlet Qi and blood drifted out from the corpse and was swallowed into his belly.

A sickly flush appeared on his face, and his aura stabilized slightly.

"One."

He flashed again, catching up to the thin youth. His fingers, like claws, pierced directly through his chest, pulling out the still-beating heart.

"Squish!"

The heart was crushed by him, and the scarlet Qi and blood surged out again, only to be devoured completely.

"Two."

The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked middle-aged man had already run over a hundred zhang away, desperately channeling his spiritual power, his speed reaching its limit.

However—

Qian Kun simply waved his hand, and a streak of blood-colored energy shot out from his palm, instantly wrapping around his neck.

"Come back."

The blood-colored energy tightened violently, and the sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked middle-aged man was dragged back, slamming heavily at Qian Kun's feet.

"Spare... spare me..."

He lay paralyzed on the ground, trembling all over, his eyes filled with fear.

Qian Kun looked down at him, the corners of his mouth curling into a cruel arc.

"I will graciously accept your Qi and blood."

He stepped down!

"Bang!"

The chest collapsed, and blood sprayed wildly!

The scarlet Qi and blood surged from the corpse and were completely devoured by Qian Kun.

With the Qi and blood of the three Loose Cultivators in his belly, Qian Kun's complexion finally looked a bit better, and his aura stabilized somewhat.

But he was still far from returning to his Peak state.

He stood in the ruins, looking around, his expression gloomy.

Blood Crow Mountain had been destroyed, and the Blood Pool was ruined.

For his broken body to recover, who knows how long that would take.

"Blood Rain Pavilion... Wang family... Treasure Body..."

How could so many variables appear in the Tiannan Mountains, which had been silent for thousands of years?

Qian Kun took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in his heart, and turned to walk down the mountain.

The current situation was no longer something he could handle; he had to rendezvous with the other members of the Tiangang Sect as soon as possible.

The Tiangang Sect had sent three groups of people on this trip, three people per group, entering the mountain from three directions to search for the entrance to the Great Emperors Secret Realm.

His group was led by Zhou Hong, entering the mountain from the south.

The other two groups, one led by two other Void Tempering Elder, entered from the north, and the final group was led personally by the Primal Chaos Realm Elder Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang, who went straight into the core area of the Tiannan Mountains via the central route.

The person Qian Kun was looking for now was Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang.

"Elder Sun is at the Primal Chaos Realm second stage; with him here, even if that black-robed person comes again, I won't be afraid!"

A trace of resentment flashed in Qian Kun's eyes.

He had been cultivating in the Tiangang Sect for over a hundred years and had never suffered such a huge loss!

His Physical Body was destroyed, his cultivation was damaged, and even the possessions he had painstakingly accumulated were completely lost—

All of this was thanks to that black-robed person!

"Blood Rain Pavilion... once Elder Sun takes action, I will make you know what it means to wish you were dead!"

...

Two hours later.

In the core area of the Tiannan Mountains, there was a hidden valley.

The valley entrance was narrow, with steep cliffs on both sides, but the valley itself was quite spacious, with a stream flowing through the bottom, the sound of water gurgling.

Deep in the valley, three tents were arranged in a circle with a campfire in the middle.

Beside the campfire, an old man in gray robes sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, his aura as deep as an abyss.

He was Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang, an Elder of the Tiangang Sect, with cultivation at the Primal Chaos Realm second stage.

Although he was not considered a top-tier powerhouse in the Tiangang Sect, he was still a figure of some standing in the Southern Region.

Just then, Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning, shooting toward the direction of the valley entrance.

"Who?!"

A low shout startled the other two people in the tents.

Two middle-aged Cultivators flashed out of the tents, their spiritual power surging, vigilantly scanning their surroundings.

"Elder Sun, what is it?" one of the middle-aged Cultivators with slightly higher cultivation asked.

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang did not answer, just staring at the valley entrance.

A moment later, a staggering figure walked out from the night.

"Sun... Elder Sun..."

Qian Kun was covered in blood, his face pale, walking into the valley with unsteady steps. Upon seeing the gray-robed figure by the campfire, his eyes instantly turned red.

"Qian Kun?!" Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang frowned and stood up. His gaze swept over Qian Kun, and his expression changed slightly. "How did you end up like this? Where is Zhou Hong?"

"Dead... they are all dead..." Qian Kun fell to his knees with a thud, his voice hoarse. "Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Brother Li... are all dead! Only I managed to escape!"

Once these words were spoken, the expressions of the three people present changed simultaneously.

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang took a step, instantly appearing in front of Qian Kun, grabbing his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Explain clearly! What happened?!"

Qian Kun dared not hide anything and told the whole story from beginning to end.

From the three of them being attacked by the black-robed person in the mountains, to the black-robed person severely injuring Zhou Hong with one palm and casually killing Senior Brother Li, and how he relied on a secret technique to luckily escape with his life.

Of course, he covered up the fact that he was practicing the Blood Crow Mountain secret technique.

The Tiangang Sect was, after all, a righteous Sect; such Evil Path secret techniques like the Blood Crow secret technique naturally could not be practiced.

At least, not openly!

"Blood Rain Pavilion?" After listening, Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's eyebrows furrowed. "When did such a force emerge in the Southern Region?"

"Elder Sun, that person's strength is terrifying!" Recalling the scene, Qian Kun still felt lingering fear. "Senior Brother Zhou, with his Void Tempering Realm fifth stage cultivation, was crippled by a single palm! Senior Brother Li didn't even have time to react before he was crushed into a bloody mist!"

"Crippled a Void Tempering Realm fifth stage with one palm?" Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's expression was grave. "At least the Peak of the Void Tempering Realm, possibly even the Primal Chaos Realm."

He paused, a cold light flashing in his eyes: "Did that person have any distinguishing features?"

Qian Kun quickly said: "Black robe, mask, couldn't see his face. His aura was also hidden extremely well; I couldn't tell which Cultivation Technique he practiced. Besides... besides..."

"Besides what?"

Qian Kun swallowed and said cautiously: "That person said, 'How would someone from my Blood Rain Pavilion be afraid of your Tiangang Sect'... That tone clearly didn't hold our Tiangang Sect in any regard!"

"Presumptuous!"

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's face darkened, and a terrifying pressure erupted from his body!

The aura of the Primal Chaos Realm second stage was like a mountain pressing down, making Qian Kun and the other two Cultivators turn pale, almost unable to breathe.

"My Tiangang Sect has been established for ten thousand years, ranked among the Southern Region's Seven Great Sects, with a Asking Dao Realm Old Ancestor overseeing the Sect! Even the other Great Sects dare not hold my Tiangang Sect in such contempt!"

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's eyes were cold and sharp: "A mere Blood Rain Pavilion that popped up from nowhere dares to kill an Elder of my Tiangang Sect; this is a slap in the face of my Tiangang Sect!"

"Elder Sun, please calm your anger!" Qian Kun quickly kowtowed. "That person is indeed too arrogant! But... but that person's strength is truly formidable. Should we first return to the Sect to report..."

"Return to the Sect?" Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang sneered. "A rat hiding its head and showing its tail is worthy of making my Tiangang Sect mobilize a large force?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, his aura surging, filled with killing intent.

"Since that person from the Blood Rain Pavilion appeared in the Tiannan Mountains, they must have some plot. Perhaps they are also here for the Great Emperors Secret Realm."

Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Just right, I would like to see exactly how much weight this Blood Rain Pavilion has!"

Qian Kun was overjoyed, but his face showed a worried expression. "Elder Sun, that person's strength..."

"Hmph! A Sect that popped up from nowhere, how powerful can it be!" Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang waved his hand, his tone arrogant. "I cultivate the Tiangang Sect's foundation Cultivation Technique, the 'Tiangang Orthodox Method', and my cultivation is at the Primal Chaos Realm second stage. If I attack with full force, I can even fight someone at the Primal Chaos Realm third stage! A mere rat hiding its head and showing its tail cannot make any waves."

Qian Kun nodded repeatedly, but secretly calculated in his heart.

Although Senior Brother Sun Zhengyang was powerful, the black-robed person's methods were indeed strange.

However, he dared not say this aloud; he could only pray in his heart that Elder Sun would smash that black-robed person into ten thousand pieces!

Just then—

"Elder Sun! Elder Sun!"

A Tiangang Sect Disciple came running from outside the valley, his face excited, his voice trembling.

"Found it! I found the entrance to the Great Emperors Secret Realm!"

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