Chapter 693: The Back‑Mountain Demon King's Madness, Terrifying Trample

"Are you sure?"

Not only Chen Chuyang let out a startled cry, but the others around him also shouted in surprise, all staring in shock at the Heishanyang before them.

Zhuge Ruolan breathed rapidly; she knew all too well what lifespan meant—one mouthful of blood could add thirty years to one's life, wouldn't that drive someone completely mad?

How many old monsters want to keep living, many people lack a few dozen years of lifespan; drinking a few more mouthfuls of blood, wouldn't that be…?

"Of course I'm sure, but it's not that the more you drink, the more lifespan you gain; the first mouthful of fresh blood adds thirty years, each subsequent mouthful reduces it by ten years, at most you can add a Jiazi of lifespan, it's not… an infinite increase."

Heishanyang gave Chen Chuyang a sidelong glance, indicating the situation.

Lifespan cannot increase infinitely; at most it adds a Jiazi, which isn't a small amount, okay?

"A Jiazi, sixty years of life, that's a lot, okay? How much blood does such a huge back‑mountain turtle have?"

"Enough that everyone present can take a large share and still carry it away."

The turtle, as massive as a mountain peak, its huge body and terrifying blood, so much flesh and blood that each of them could get a piece.

But that doesn't mean the abundant flesh can be divided among everyone.

People are all selfish.

And all greedy.

Chen Chuyang stared at the back‑mountain turtle, watching those mad people; each wanted to kill the others and devour the huge back‑mountain turtle alone—such a massive creature cannot be taken by anyone else.

Jing Yuheng said calmly, "Once they learn the effect of the back‑mountain turtle, they will be mercilessly hunted."

"With so many people, at least ninety percent must be eliminated."

The Black Dragon Guard behind them thought the same, watching the people above and those constantly approaching; all of them wanted to devour the back‑mountain turtle's flesh, taking whatever they could, never giving any to others.

Everyone has relatives—parents, siblings—and needs lifespan.

Lifespan is finite.

These people also have limited lifespans.

In short, without enough lifespan, one cannot give others the back‑mountain turtle to eat.

Chen Chuyang approved Jing Yuheng's words; slaughter was inevitable.

Heishanyang lay on the ground, not in the slightest hurry.

"Humans are all selfish; no matter how many back‑mountain turtles there are, it's never enough for them to share."

"People are still too many; not only them, we might also be targeted by them."

"Kid, you should be careful; the back‑mountain turtle is just one of the beasts in the Qihuang Bao Ku, among countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures; this is one of the tools he uses to make you kill each other."

"It provokes human greed, driving them completely mad."

What do cultivators desire most?

Power and lifespan; both are what they need.

Among them, many old undying and old monsters crave lifespan; their lives have reached the end, and to advance further they need the support of additional lifespan.

They entered the Qihuang Bao Ku precisely to increase lifespan; the opportunity is right before them, how could they not go mad?

Chen Chuyang and his companions have plenty of lifespan, so they're not that crazy; however, the chance comes only once, and later they may never encounter it again—who wouldn't want to prepare in advance, after all, no one can be sure they won't lack lifespan in the future.

"Sixty years of life, a Jiazi—that's a lot, okay?"

After condensation, the lifespan is only five hundred years; with battles, injuries, and various issues, in reality condensed‑pill cultivators don't have that much—reaching three hundred years is already good.

Most cultivators need lifespan; elixirs aren't affordable for everyone.

And once a longevity elixir appears, it will inevitably be snatched.

"Back‑mountain turtle, this is a back‑mountain turtle; such a treasure appearing here is unbelievable."

"Such a gigantic back‑mountain turtle—my god, how much flesh and blood does it contain?"

"This place will be awash with a storm of blood and gore."

The appearance of the back‑mountain turtle attracted many eyes, and they approached one after another.

When the huge back‑mountain turtle was attacked, it caused a huge commotion; you can't ignore it.

Huang Fu Xiu approached, hiding in the shadows, not acting immediately.

Instead, he watched the surroundings as cultivators kept coming, and those people began a slaughter.

Some recognized the back‑mountain turtle, greed flared, and they began hunting humans and beasts; anyone who approached would be eliminated.

"They've also arrived."

"These people hide to watch the spectacle—how sneaky."

"I can't act either; the back‑mountain turtle is huge, everyone has a share, there's no need to kill each other to the death with them."

Huang Fu Xiu crossed his arms, watching Chen Chuyang and his group; even if they used Formation to conceal their forms, that sensation resurfaced.

There are too many people; trying to hide oneself cannot achieve complete concealment.

The Formation is perfect, but Huang Fu Xiu still noticed a few things.

On the other side, Tian Xin Dao Ren appeared in another corner of the back‑mountain turtle, hiding.

"Back‑mountain turtle, now that's a good thing."

"Never expected to see such a massive back‑mountain turtle here; the extinct back‑mountain turtle reappears, still so huge—within the Qihuang Bao Ku, indeed countless treasures exist."

"How many treasures did the first generation Qihuang hide back then? This time it's opened, and I, old man, want to see whether he can take that step."

"Huh."

Tian Xin Dao Ren glanced over, eyes narrowed.

"Who is this person?"

"The aura of the Yu Huang Sect, not bad; this aura is unmistakable—it's the cultivation method aura of the Yu Huang Sect."

"This youth is a leftover scion of the Yu Huang Sect."

Tian Xin Dao Ren noticed Huang Fu Xiu, and likewise Huang Fu Xiu noticed Tian Xin Dao Ren.

The two exchanged a glance.

Their gazes met, and they saw each other.

The two did not attack, but instead stared coldly.

"This person is very dangerous."

"He bears the aura of the Heavenly Heart Sect's cultivation method, and that person..."

Huangfu Xiu glanced at Tian Xin Dao Ren, then looked at where Chen Chuyang was.

The Heavenly Heart Sect's cultivation aura—Chen Chuyang is called Tian Xin Dao Ren, yet he lacks that aura?

For a moment, Huangfu Xiu was somewhat dazed, unable to understand the relationship between the two.

"The two of them?"

Just as they were pondering, those who had been attacking the Back Mountain Turtle all exploded.

"Boom—"

The Back Mountain Turtle raised its massive forelimbs and trampled the ground.

The Back Mountain Turtle, however, is a Demon King, not an ordinary demon beast.

The enraged Demon King unleashed a great divine ability.

The great divine ability trampled.

The erupting power spread out; anyone who approached the Back Mountain Turtle would be enveloped by this divine ability.

Those too close would explode directly.

Flesh and blood, unable to withstand that pressure, exploded on the spot.

Some were flung out on the spot and died on the spot.

The ground, within a radius of a hundred meters, became a deep pit.

Smoke and dust rose, mingling with blood.

"Boom—"

The earth grew calm; the huge Back Mountain Turtle trampled again, and for the second time the deep pit doubled in size.

Those people were directly shaken, spitting blood repeatedly.