Chapter 117

At the same time, Qin Yu and the others here were completely different, while the cultivators of the other five great Dao lineages who entered the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone were in an extremely miserable situation.

Wan Hai Sect gathered a group of people, mighty and fierce, planning to ambush Xuan Yang Sect, but they encountered an accident. They ran into a blood spirit, and in an instant were subjected to a fierce bloodbath; everyone's essence blood was devoured, and the blood spirit thereby rose to peak condition. Wan Hai Sect suffered heavy losses, and the people panicked, shouting: "These are demons… this place is a forbidden zone, run… run!"

"They are not normal living beings at all…"

The cultivators of the five great Dao lineages, whether gathered together or acting separately, are now like prey, being hunted by the blood spirits. The blood spirits clearly understand that this opening of the inner region is their best chance to walk out of this world. If they remain in the forbidden zone, their lifespan will soon be exhausted, and all that awaits them is demise. Thus they have reached a consensus: first to massacre the human cultivators, absorb their essence blood to strengthen themselves, and then together assault the inner region.

"Buzz!" Another batch of cultivators from Wan Hai Sect and Qingcheng Pavilion gathered together, yet they too suffered slaughter. Among them was a peak Huo Ling realm cultivator of a Dao lineage struggling to hold on, but now his whole body is stained with blood, death qi entwining him.

At this moment, vague silhouettes appeared one after another in the firmament above. They resembled humans, with a pair of pure white wings growing from their backs, their bodies shedding a faint divine radiance as they continuously waved their wings.

"Oh? There are actually human ants in the forbidden zone? Could it truly be as the elders of our clan said, that the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone is connected to the human Dao lineages?" A tall, handsome youth slightly lifted his eyelids and spoke indifferently.

"In ancient times, humanity reached its peak, with generations of world-shaking talents emerging one after another. Yet these cultivators before us, barely over twenty, have only reached peak Huo Ling realm, and their cultivation is so unstable—truly disappointing."

"But… if we follow what our clan elders said, using this place to build a forward stronghold and then enter the human cultivation civilization, perhaps… we could truly revive the ancient glory and once again raise humanity as livestock!"

Among these figures, some sighed, some sneered, their eyes full of contempt for humanity. They originally thought the elders' words were nonsense, merely giving it a try by stepping into this place. Because the Tianyu clan masters some secret arts that can pierce the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone, but getting out is not easy; they need to set up a special transmission array here, using the connected passages to enter other worlds, thereby conducting plunder and looting.

But if they can enter the human cultivation civilization, their strength will skyrocket. Refining their bodies with human qi and blood can rapidly raise their cultivation realm. As long as they can gain a foothold in the human world, they may one day become a lineage lord of their clan, ruling over the human realm and raising countless beings as livestock.

Thinking of this, many heavenly prodigies of the Tianyu clan became excited, as if they saw themselves becoming elders of a lineage. Their eyes gleamed with greedy light.

Of course, the danger here cannot be ignored. Even with a transmission array, the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone hides immense peril. Gods have fallen here, and ancient sages have perished in this place. Many peerless monsters bearing supreme bloodlines have ventured in, only to end up as dry bones. Thus, all of this requires a gamble.

The cultivators of the four great Dao lineages below saw these Tianyu clan figures and were all stunned. Why would there be humanoid beings with wings on their backs? A disciple who often read ancient texts had a grim face and whispered: "This is the Tianyu clan, once the hegemon among the myriad races. In ancient times, they raised humanity as livestock, and anyone with ancient human blood would be refined into pills."

"Later, when the Qing Emperor rose, this clan also launched hunts against our humanity. Each of their strikes carried earth-shaking power, yet why… would we encounter them in this world?"

"After experiencing antiquity, has not our human cultivation civilization been sealed off? Could this truly be the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone wandering the heavens?"

Heavenly God Forbidden Zone, legend says only three living beings have ever walked out of it. This is a burial ground; it is said that in the early ages a god-war erupted, and ancient gods fell here. Once a supreme powerhouse tried to refine this realm to seize the gods' inheritance, but suffered backlash, causing a starry river upheaval.

Originally nobody believed this was the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone, taking it merely as an ordinary ancient relic, but nobody expected all this to be true! Everyone's faces instantly turned dim and lifeless, expressions gloomy. If this truly is the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone, then even if they dealt with the blood spirits before them, they could not leave this world, devoid of vitality, doomed to die.

"Human ants."

"We grant you the opportunity to offer your essence blood."

A youth spread his wings and landed directly in the field. He glanced around, his pure white hand reaching out to seize the throat of a Wan Hai Sect true disciple. A pale light enveloped that disciple, and only blood kept floating away.

"This… this is what… sorcery!"

The Wan Hai Sect true disciple's eyes filled with panic; he felt his qi and blood rapidly draining, his essence blood continually diminishing, his breathing grew difficult, and moments later he turned directly into a desiccated corpse, skin devoid of color, wrapped in deathly qi.

"As expected of human qi and blood, it actually adds a trace of potential talent."

"If we could control your realm… even becoming a legendary sage in the future would be possible!"

The Tianyu clan cultivators snorted coldly, casually tossing the desiccated bone in their hand to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Immediately, one, ten, thirty-six Tianyu clan cultivators landed and began a massive slaughter; each flash of cold light felled a human being.

"This… there are actually myriad-race beings, and their cultivation has reached peak Huo Ling realm—hard to deal with; we should leave first." Seeing this, the three blood spirits felt ill at ease, taking along several human slaves under blood contract nearby, intending to flee quickly.

But moments later, all the human beings in the field fell dead.

At this moment, all Tianyu clan cultivators in the field fixed their gazes coldly, locking onto those three evil blood spirits.

A youth dressed in splendid brocade, his wings folded behind him, his body radiating a faint glow like a deity, descended slowly from the air, smiling as he said: "These few human cultivators have strong bloodlines and fine talents; they are suitable as my meal."

Many Tianyu clan cultivators hastily bowed in salute, daring not to slack: "Third Young Master!"

He is the youngest son of the current Tianyu clan patriarch, exceptionally talented, already reached the Dao stage, with extraordinary strength. Even in the Huo Ling realm he could overcome three layers of Xuan without falling behind. Even in bloodline tests, his atavism reached eighty-five percent! He has a chance to assault the Saint realm, making him the Tianyu clan's hottest monster today, with a possibility of contending for the patriarch position. These people are his retinue.

The void seemed to solidify; the three blood spirits were now agitated, sensing the threat of death. Vines and branches tinged with faint red killing intent surged toward the Tianyu clan members, attempting to relieve the crisis, for they did not wish to become enemies of the Tianyu clan.

"Hah, back then it was because you blood spirit scum set an ambush that I ended up like this, signing a blood contract. Even now, if you don't cancel it, let me have a good fight—I've long disliked these bird people."

A burly man wielding a heavy blade snorted coldly, dragging his long sword as he stepped forward, each step as heavy as a mountain pressing down.

Several other human cultivators, though lacking qi and blood, also rose up at this moment, their expressions hostile, glaring at the Tianyu clan members.

"Myriad races were suppressed by several human emperors in ancient times."

"In antiquity, they were even driven to the edge of the star sea by the Human King!"

"You bunch of bird people, dare to shout and act violently here? Simply laughable."

They were all geniuses of humanity in those days, not weak in strength; each of their strikes carried the force of thunder, making them hard to match among peers, and they held great renown in their regions. If not for the blood spirits being numerous—nearly a hundred—and always attacking in concert while also controlling other human talents, they would not have been overwhelmed, forced to sign a blood contract, having their essence blood drained each month. Having endured such sunless days, they have had enough; rather than continue to linger in disgrace, they would rather fight a glorious battle.

"Boom!"

The Third Young Master's expression was indifferent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation. He merely stepped forward lightly, pointed a finger, and a pure white light beam instantly pierced the forehead of a human genius, blood spraying out. Then he stepped again, pressing down on the head of a spear-wielding genius; with slight force, that genius's flesh split apart, blood and flesh shattering.

"Humanity, merely ants."

"Even if I were at the same realm as the Human King of old, I would not fear him."

In just an instant, four more corpses lay on the ground.

"The one who cuts you down is the true inheritor of the Heavenly Blade Sect, Ba Tu!"

The burly man wielded a sharp blade, his qi and blood surging to the heavens, a heavy, sharp aura spreading as if to cleave the void. He poured all his spirit qi and essence blood into this blade.

Suddenly he swung the blade; without extra words, this blade poured out his hundreds of years of resentment, slashing toward the three great blood spirits, the Third Young Master, and all the Tianyu clan monsters!

The vast sound wave rolled out like a tide. Moments later, the tremors gradually faded, and a radius of dozens of miles became a barren wasteland.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a trace of blood seeped from the corner of the Third Young Master's mouth. He glanced downward and saw the three great blood spirits' limbs scattered everywhere, a horrific sight.

"A strike burning essence blood actually managed to wound this young master."

"Hah."

"Take the human flesh and blood to use as a sacrificial offering for the banner."

"Issue my order: sweep out the humans inside the forbidden zone, drain all their essence blood, and expose them to the sun for seven days."

"Also, investigate clearly which Dao lineage the Heavenly Blade Sect belongs to, and whether it is an ancient remnant. Find their base, bury their mountain gate, and exterminate them and their three affiliated clans."

"Your move will bring great disaster upon your fellow clansmen."

A flicker of cold smile appeared in the Third Young Master's eyes as he ruthlessly stomped his right foot onto a human cultivator's head, then came down hard.

White bone mixed with blood turned into fragments, shooting outward.

In his view, death is not the end; anyone related to you must also pay a painful price.