Chapter 310

While Han Li was pondering, the black-faced old man continued to speak incessantly:

"... We have no way of knowing the true cultivation level of the Black Fiend Sect Master. He has close bodyguards like the Four Blood Servants we encountered today. Relying on us, we are definitely not the opponent's match, so I suggest that Senior should not provoke the opponent proactively. It is best to wait for reinforcements..."

"Rest assured, this Black Fiend Sect Master is at most at the late Foundation Establishment stage; he will not be a Core Formation stage cultivator. 【Web】"

Han Li, who had been listening to the other's words, suddenly interrupted the old man and said with great certainty.

As soon as Han Li said this, the black-faced old man was stunned for a moment before becoming overjoyed, and the others also revealed expressions of great relief.

Although they didn't know why Han Li was so certain, since this Senior Han had said so, it was likely nine times out of ten correct! Just a moment ago, they were discussing that if the enemy were a Core Formation stage cultivator, they would only have the option of fleeing in terror! Perhaps even if the Seven Sects' reinforcements arrived, they might not be able to do anything to the Black Fiend Sect Master.

Now that Han Li had said this, the Four Friends of Mengshan naturally felt reassured.

"Senior, could you tell us a bit about this? The Steward Wang we interrogated knew nothing about the Black Fiend Sect Master's cultivation level!" The young man, who had recovered much from the blow of his fifth sister's death, spoke up, wanting to understand.

"Fourth brother, what are you saying? Since Senior Han has said so, he must have full certainty." The black-faced old man, however, pulled a long face and sternly reprimanded the young man.

Hearing what the two said, Han Li smiled slightly and said indifferently:

"There is nothing to keep secret about this! This information is judged based on the fact that this Master still needs Foundation Establishment stage cultivators for blood sacrifices."

Han Li's voice was unhurried as he slowly explained.

"Although our Yellow Maple Valley doesn't involve itself much with demonic cultivation techniques, we have a certain understanding of evil methods like blood sacrifice that force growth. This kind of demonic art that absorbs the essence and blood of other cultivators to improve one's own cultivation was quite common in demonic sects in the past. It can allow a cultivator to greatly increase their magic power in a very short time, avoiding most of the time spent in meditation and hard cultivation. Therefore, there was a period in the cultivation world where, let alone the demonic path, even righteous people had many who secretly practiced such techniques."

Han Li gave a cold laugh at this point, a trace of mockery appearing at the corners of his mouth, before continuing:

"However, this crazy method of cultivation not only requires being ruthless and killing large numbers of other cultivators, but its flaws are also fatal. Not only is it only effective below the Foundation Establishment stage, but once a blood sacrifice is performed, one is destined to never form a Core for life, only able to linger at the Foundation Establishment stage. Among the many cultivators who secretly practiced blood sacrifice demonic arts back then, not a single one was ever able to successfully form a Core."

"What's worse is that swallowing others' magic power through blood sacrifice often leads to backlash, and one might die from qi deviation if not careful. Of course, the main reason this technique disappeared was that the act of swallowing others' essence and blood was too taboo for other cultivators. Everyone who understood this demonic art was gradually hunted down and killed by both the righteous and demonic paths."

"However, I later heard that people of the demonic path were reluctant to give up this means of rapidly improving cultivation, so they created another cultivation method also called blood sacrifice. However, this method no longer directly swallows others' essence and blood, but instead targets the souls and primordial spirits of cultivators. I heard that although the improvement in cultivation is not as rapid as the original blood sacrifice, it also avoids the danger of failing to form a Core and the danger of backlash, and it is also known as soul sacrifice. Our sect's records don't mention much about soul sacrifice, only knowing that once it was created, it was only mastered by a few high-level members of the demonic path and was not widely circulated, which avoided being banned by the cultivation world! And it is said that there are quite a few limitations in other aspects as well."

Han Li spoke in one breath about so many secrets regarding blood sacrifice, which opened the eyes of the Four Friends of Mengshan, who were rogue cultivators, and at the same time, they understood why Han Li was so certain that the Black Fiend Sect Master was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Clearly, the blood sacrifice method used by the Black Fiend Sect was the first type of blood sacrifice means.

"We have figured out the general background of the Black Fiend Sect, but that bald man escaped back. The people of the Black Fiend Sect should also know our situation. Will they abandon their lair and run away immediately? If that happens, the opponent will move from the light to the dark, which is very unfavorable for us." The second brother among them suddenly remembered something and said worriedly.

"They won't! The current Black Fiend Sect won't flee immediately. I learned from the young prince that the Black Fiend Sect Master is currently at a critical stage of seclusion cultivation and must rely on a Yin-hole place within the Imperial Palace to complete his work. I heard that for this cultivation, this Master prepared for several years and will definitely not give up halfway. Most likely, they are gathering strength and are tightening their defenses against us." Han Li's tone contained more mockery toward the Black Fiend Sect.

Hearing this, the Four Friends of Mengshan felt their spirits lift, and they all showed slight expressions of excitement.

"Senior, then what should we do next..." the black-faced old man asked tentatively after calming down.

"We don't need to do anything next; just wait quietly for reinforcements! Although the opponent knows our appearance, they don't know where we are hiding. And the person responsible for the affairs in the Yue Capital is the two captives in our hands; even if the Black Fiend Sect wants to find us, they can't send out any capable hands. However, everyone should still be careful. Don't go out recently; just recuperate well in the residence. When the reinforcements arrive, we will discuss it further." Han Li rubbed his nose with one palm, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly as he said this, his two eyes narrowing into thin slits.

The half-smiling expression on Han Li's face left the others in the room feeling confused and deeply puzzled.

The Yue Kingdom Imperial City occupied one-fifth of the entire Yue Capital, but one-third of its area was completely occupied by the magnificent Imperial Palace.

Those layers of intricately carved jade palaces, countless elegant corridors of various sizes, and gorgeous gardens decorated with exotic flowers and plants made it so that even the young eunuchs and palace maids who had lived in the Imperial Palace for several years often made the ridiculous mistake of taking the wrong path. One could see how vast the Yue Kingdom Imperial Palace was!

It was now the third watch of the night. The huge palace, which should have been filled with eunuchs and palace maids moving back and forth, had long since become heavily guarded with sentries every five steps and guards every ten steps.

Yet, under such circumstances, a person wrapped tightly from head to toe in a wide cloak, holding a golden token, walked swaggeringly through layers of inner palace sentries and arrived in front of a cold palace deep within the Imperial Palace.

This person was extremely tall!

Staring at the gloomy palace gate, the mysterious person suddenly took off the cloak on his body, revealing a large, shiny bald head; it was actually the bald man who had escaped from Han Li's hands.

At this time, he no longer had the image of a demon, having recovered his original appearance. However, his complexion appeared pale and bloodless, as if he had suffered a major injury to his vitality.

"Who is it?"

Just as the bald man stepped forward two steps, an incomparably cold voice came from inside through the palace gate.

"Ice Demon, it's me."

The bald man answered unceremoniously, his footsteps not stopping in the slightest, and in a few steps, he arrived in front of the main gate.

"So it's Tie Luo who went on the mission! But why are your footsteps unsteady and your breath weak? Could it be that you, who claim to be immune to magic treasures and impervious to water and fire, have suffered a major loss?" The icy voice said with some surprise, but then became gloating.

"Hmph, what would a cold guy like you know! The guy I met this time was a tough nut to crack. Let alone me, even if both of us went together, we probably wouldn't get any advantage! If I hadn't been clever enough to transform into a Fiend Demon in advance, I probably would have left my life there," the bald man said with a cold laugh.

"You used the Fiend Demon transformation? No wonder your vitality is damaged like this. It seems you won't be able to recover to normal without half a month of hard cultivation! However, to be able to force you to this point, this opponent is truly not simple. Can you tell me about it first?" This Ice Demon's words revealed a sense of curiosity.

"I'll tell you in detail after I go to confess my sins to the Master! This time, even the Master's named disciple has fallen into the enemy's hands; I don't know what punishment I'll receive," the bald man answered impatiently.

"Old Tie, it's not like you don't know that we are different from others; we are almost of one heart and body with the Master. How could the Master severely punish you and me? At most, he'll just reprimand us!" the Ice Demon inside said dismissively.

But as the words fell, the tightly closed palace gate creaked open on its own, revealing a pitch-black entrance, like the mouth of a demon beast waiting to devour people.

But seeing this, the bald man walked in without hesitation.

"Where are Daoist Qingwen and Ye She?"

As soon as the bald man walked into the palace gate, he asked casually toward the white figure on one side of the palace.

"They went to the blood prison to practice! Only I am left to guard here for the time being." This white figure drifted uncertainly in the shadows, his whole body emitting a faint white aura, making it impossible for people to see his appearance.

"Hmph, that guy Daoist Qingwen is already at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, yet he still practices so diligently; is he not afraid of true energy backlash? And that kid Ye She, when did he become so diligent!" The bald man revealed an astonished expression and asked suspiciously.

"Don't be jealous after hearing this! That Ye She said he seems to have sensed signs of entering the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Who told him to have such good natural aptitude? He can catch up to you and me without even practicing; what can be done about that!" Although the Ice Demon advised the big man not to be jealous, his own words were full of sourness.

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