Skyward Blood Sacrifice

Nightmare's figure was like a wisp of blue smoke, merging into the dim sky and pervasive Evil Qi of the Nether Ghost Domain.

After his Breakthrough to the Middle Nascent Soul Stage, his perception and manipulation of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi had reached a brand new level; he did not need to deliberately cast evasion techniques, as with a mere thought, he could borrow the momentum to move, his speed impossibly fast and completely silent.

Dozens of miles away, he arrived in the blink of an eye.

His Divine Sense had long since locked onto the few prying auras ahead like an invisible net.

There were five people in total.

Four were wearing the signature silver-white robes of the Sky Patrol Alliance, their cultivation levels all between the Late Golden Core Stage and the Perfected Golden Core, and they were cautiously forming a scouting Formation, their expressions nervous and solemn.

The leader was an old man in cyan Daoist robes with a rustic face, holding a whisk; his aura was vast and pure, and he was surprisingly a Cultivator at the Peak of the Early Nascent Soul Stage!

Judging by his attire, he was not directly affiliated with the Sky Patrol Alliance, but rather an Elder of some major Righteous Path sect that served the Sky Patrol Alliance.

The cyan-robed old Daoist clearly sensed Nightmare's approach as well; his face changed drastically, and he suddenly looked up, shouting sternly: "Careful! He is here!"

The four Sky Patrol Alliance Cultivators were shocked upon hearing this, hurriedly tightening their Formation and each bringing out their Magical Artifacts, as if facing a great enemy!

The next moment, Nightmare's figure appeared silently ten feet in front of them like a ghost, standing with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes sweeping calmly over the five, as if looking at a few cold corpses.

"The running dogs of the Sky Patrol Alliance have quite a keen sense of smell."

Nightmare's voice was indifferent, devoid of any emotion, yet it made the four Golden Core Cultivators feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, with almost all the blood in their bodies freezing.

The cyan-robed old Daoist suppressed the horror in his heart, stepped forward, waved his whisk, and said in a deep voice: "Who exactly are you, Your Excellency? To undergo this demonic tribulation here in the Nether Ghost Domain and stir up such celestial phenomena, do you know that you have violated the prohibitions of our Sky Patrol Alliance? Report your name quickly and follow me back to the Alliance to accept an investigation!"

He tried to use the prestige of the Sky Patrol Alliance to pressure the other, but the slightly trembling tip of his whisk betrayed his inner fear.

The person before him had an unfathomable aura, and having just survived such a terrifying Heavenly Tribulation, he had actually stabilized directly at the Middle Nascent Soul Stage; this was simply unheard of!

"Investigation?" Nightmare seemed to have heard something ridiculous, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold arc, "Do you few chickens and dogs think you are qualified to investigate me?"

"You!" One of the Perfected Golden Core Sky Patrol Alliance Cultivators could not help but shout angrily, "Arrogant Devil Head! How dare you be so presumptuous in front of our Sky Patrol Alliance and Immortal Master Qingxuan!"

"Immortal Master Qingxuan?" Nightmare's gaze finally fell on the old Daoist, "Never heard of him. However, it is a good time to test my skills on you all."

Before he finished speaking, he simply raised his right hand and pressed forward gently.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no brilliant Spell light.

It was just a simple press.

However, the moment his palm pressed out, the space within a hundred-foot radius suddenly solidified!

Endless Yin Evil Qi and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi were forcibly extracted and compressed, transforming into an invisible yet mountain-heavy "Heaven and Earth Giant Palm," pressing down fiercely towards the five!

This was the application of "Heaven and Earth Power" that only a Nascent Soul Cultivator could master! Borrowing the momentum of Heaven and Earth to suppress everything!

"Not good! Resist together!" Immortal Master Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he screamed.

The whisk in his hand suddenly exploded into thousands of silver threads, transforming into a huge Taiji diagram to support it from below!

At the same time, he brought out a primitive bronze shield, which instantly expanded, emitting thick cyan light!

The four Sky Patrol Alliance Cultivators also desperately stimulated their magic power, converting the scouting Formation into a defensive Formation; their four Magical Artifacts shone brightly, joining forces to meet the attack!

Boom—!

The giant palm pressed down!

Like Mount Tai crushing an egg!

The seemingly sturdy Taiji diagram collapsed first, and the whisk's silver threads broke inch by inch!

Immediately after, the cyan light emitted by the bronze shield only lasted for a breath before shattering with a bang; the shield itself made a cracking sound, appearing with countless cracks, and flew back while wailing!

Finally, the joint defense of the four Golden Core Cultivators collapsed like bubbles at the slightest touch!

"Pfft!"

"Ah!"

The four Golden Core Cultivators couldn't even finish their screams before their Physical Bodies collapsed under the terrifying pressure, exploding into four bloody mists; even their Golden Cores and Divine Souls were instantly crushed and annihilated!

Immortal Master Qingxuan also spat out blood violently, as if hit hard by an invisible giant hammer; his whole body flew backward, smashing heavily into the mountain rock behind him, countless bones in his body were broken, and his aura instantly withered to the extreme!

Just a casual palm!

Four Golden Core Cultivators killed instantly!

An Immortal Master at the Peak of the Early Nascent Soul Stage severely injured!

This was the absolute strength suppression of the Middle Nascent Soul Stage!

Immortal Master Qingxuan was embedded in the rock wall, his eyes filled with endless fear and disbelief.

He had cultivated for nearly a thousand years, going through hardships to reach the Peak of the Early Nascent Soul Stage, thinking that he could walk sideways in this world, but he did not expect that in front of the other, he could not even take one palm!

"Devil... Devil Venerable, spare my life!" He no longer cared about the demeanor of an Immortal Master or the dignity of the Sky Patrol Alliance, struggling to beg for mercy, "This old Daoist was blind and offended the Devil Venerable... I am willing... willing to offer all my treasures, just begging the Devil Venerable to spare my life..."

Nightmare walked slowly to him, looking down at him, his eyes still cold.

"The Sky Patrol Alliance... has a young man named 'Ye Fan' been rising to fame recently?" He asked suddenly.

This name was a thorn in his heart, a symbol of Luck, and one of his must-kill targets.

Immortal Master Qingxuan was stunned, not expecting the other to ask this, and hurriedly said: "Yes... yes! That Ye Fan is said to have obtained an ancient Legacy, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds; he is now at the Late Golden Core Stage, and not long ago in a Secret Realm exploration, he suppressed the crowd, seized heavy treasures, and was hailed by several Elders in the Alliance as a prodigy not seen in ten thousand years, his limelight is extremely high..."

"Late Golden Core Stage? A prodigy?" A cold light flashed in Nightmare's eyes.

Sure enough, that so-called "child of destiny" was still growing rapidly.

However, now in front of his Middle Nascent Soul Stage strength, the Late Golden Core Stage was still an ant!

"Very good." Nightmare nodded.

Seeing this, Immortal Master Qingxuan thought there was a chance of survival, and hurriedly said: "If the Devil Venerable has old ties with that Ye Fan, this old Daoist might be able to..."

"Pfft!"

His words stopped abruptly.

A pitch-black vine had pierced his brow at some point, instantly devouring his Nascent Soul and Divine Soul!

The Wind-Devouring Demonic Vine retracted quietly, and a trace of Nascent Soul essence on the vine tip flashed and disappeared; nowadays, devouring a Nascent Soul was effortless for it.

Nightmare casually collected Immortal Master Qingxuan's Storage Ring and the damaged bronze shield, not even looking at the corpse.

"Old ties? It is a deadly feud."

He turned around, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless space, looking towards the direction of the Flowing Cloud Sect, looking towards the ice chamber where his younger sister Ye Li was sleeping.

Now that his cultivation had reached a Major Achievement, it was time to go back.

Middle Nascent Soul Stage, combined with the myriad soul banner, the Wind-Devouring Demonic Vine, and many Divine Abilities, even if facing a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, he had the strength to fight! Enough to sweep across most forces in the Southern Region!

Wake up Ye Li, fulfill his wish; then, it was time to start settling those old accounts.

The Flowing Cloud Sect, the Sky Patrol Alliance, and that so-called "child of destiny" Ye Fan... Everyone who stood in his way would become a stepping stone on his Demonic Path!

He did not stop any longer, his figure soared into the sky, no longer borrowing momentum, but directly tearing space to perform short-distance Void Realm travel, his speed more than ten times faster than when he came!

Like a black lightning bolt, he quickly disappeared into the dim sky of the Nether Ghost Domain.

Coming as a Peak Golden Core, returning as a Nascent Soul Devil Venerable.

The Southern Region cultivation world was about to set off a monstrous sea of blood because of his return!