Chapter 220: I Am Not Such a Bad Person Either!

On the deck of the surviving Immortal Boat, it was filled with kneeling Cultivators at this moment.

There were no mortals; nowadays, mortals in Nanhuang have become as rare as endangered protected animals.

Deacon Luo and the others saw a figure sitting on a Gourd flying down.

In Deacon Luo's eyes, this mysterious powerhouse was shrouded in blood-colored light, making it impossible to see their specific appearance clearly.

As for their cultivation, although the pressure released by the other party could not be felt.

The crowd of Cultivators did not dare to use their Divine Sense to probe.

At the same time, under the protection of that blood-colored light, Su Ping was indeed not afraid of the other party probing.

Deacon Luo and the others could still guess the cultivation of this savior before them from the sidelines.

The Jade Lion Venerable was at least an Incense God Puppet of the Golden Core Late Stage realm.

To be able to have such an existence instantly controlled and then dragged into the Secret Realm.

"However, it does not matter; you are all welcome to send your trusted aides to check right now, or even set off yourselves."

While this Sect Master laughed strangely, he also sent a Secret Language to Su Ping.

"Wanting to flee Nanhuang only now... it is already too late!"

The new City Lord had increasingly felt that he was struggling to support the situation alone.

After hearing the Secret Language, Su Ping revealed a smile to this Sect Master.

As a result, once they went, they never returned and there was no news.

A blood-red gaping maw had already emerged beneath Su Ping.

That Demonic Path Sect Master stared in horror at Su Ping, who was as small as dust beneath the Blood God.

That Golden Core ghost shadow had just rushed into mid-air.

Time therefore passed extremely quickly.

The Cultivators on the Immortal Boat deck shouted in unison:

It was just that by relying on foundations like divine weapons and Spirit Treasures, they could exert greater power.

"Mother God?"

Yet they themselves were also clear that even if this Nascent Soul Old Ancestor before them let them go.

"That is inside the Mother God's stomach."

Chiyang City on the mountain was even one of the top large-scale Markets in Nanhuang.

It was just that Cultivators like Deacon Luo, who were well-informed and had been to many places, understood in their hearts that in today's Cultivation World, there were no longer any Jingtu left.

Furthermore, this thick darkness was clearly moving, slowly devouring the outer seas of Nanhuang.

The representatives of several Cultivators had strange expressions.

That was an endless darkness that could not be peered into using any kind of divine ability.

It shook open an Earth Palace on the ground.

After Su Ping recorded all the inheritances of the Anyue Sect, he returned to the Immortal Boat in the blink of an eye.

Su Ping felt that by gathering the strengths of the hundred schools of the Incense Fire God Sect in this way.

It caused many dangers in this strange land of Nanhuang to retreat in the face of difficulties.

"Is there anyone familiar with the intelligence within?"

Clearly, after the Anyue Sect incident, there were still bold Cultivators who used certain methods to avoid the Anyue Sect Evil Spirit on the ground and obtained the sect's secret treasures.

Su Ping flashed into the ruins, and with a sweep of his Divine Sense, he discovered a large number of stele inscriptions used by the Anyue Sect for recording.

"Coming to Nanhuang this time, I intend to sweep away all the remnants of the Incense Fire!"

Especially the outer seas of Nanhuang.

It was just that this time, no one shouted to beat or kill just because an evil cultivator's identity was exposed.

"What exactly is in that darkness?"

Including the Sect Master and many Elders, they were basically all at the Golden Core cultivation level.

It was comparable to the accumulation of the Blood God Sect over several decades back then.

As a result, after the Evil Qi Tide struck and the world changed drastically.

Being able to use Golden Core foundations, regardless of whether it was a Spirit Tool, a Spirit Beast, or brought by an Incense God.

Naturally, strength is respected; seventy percent belonged to Su Ping.

Afterwards, he looked at Chiyang City not far away, which was no less than the Yunshan Market of the past.

There were large Immortal Boats for transport, and helpers who took the initiative to come and help.

After being slightly stunned, the several representatives reacted.

After the large Immortal Boat also turned, under Deacon Luo's command, it operated at full power and turned into an afterimage.

"Old Ancestor, this place is the stronghold of the Anyue Sect."

Nowadays, the Immortal Palace of the Artifact Heart Sect has gone to the Central Region, and Heaven Sword City recently suffered a disaster of Evil Spirits.

Deacon Luo hurriedly first congratulated the Old Ancestor on his great victory, then started the Immortal Boat and flew toward the next destination.

Since that was the case, it would be better to cling to the thigh of this big shot before them, hoping that after this big shot swept through Nanhuang, he would take them along on the way to leave Nanhuang and head to the Central Region.

On the deck of the large Immortal Boat, Su Ping leaped lightly and flew out of the Immortal Boat.

In the blink of an eye, it swallowed the thin, long ghost shadow in one gulp, and then, seemingly feeling it was not enough, it sucked fiercely toward the ground below.

After Deacon Luo stopped the Immortal Boat, he cautiously came to the door of the room where Su Ping was and said in a low voice.

If the Blood God Sect were truly that powerful, how could they have fared so miserably in Nanhuang before?

Deacon Luo dismissed this unreliable conjecture in his heart, quickly crawled to the very front of the deck, and said:

It was just... since when did the Blood God Sect have such a powerful Cultivator?

The phantom behind him, as well as this pressure that had suddenly descended.

"Regarding the geography and culture of Nanhuang, I believe there are few who are more proficient than this young one now."

If it weren't for the fact that the impression evil cultivators have left on them has always been truly terrible.

Once they are far from Chiyang City, where else could they go?

A representative of the aristocratic family cultivators spoke bluntly:

A desire to retreat that could no longer be blocked had already risen.

The representative who brought out the recording seemed very satisfied that the surrounding cultivators were stunned, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up as he said:

"One Golden Core Initial Stage, five Foundation Establishment Mid-to-late stage?"

"Those who do not believe in the Mother God will suffer in darkness and never be reincarnated for all eternity!"

Su Ping consciously ignored the fact that he was also relying on external forces right now.

"Be on guard!"

Looking at the evil cultivator representative before them, many cultivators had secret thoughts in their hearts.

The difficulty of controlling the incense god increased rapidly.

The path this Anyue Sect is taking is somewhat like the Black Crow God that Su Ping created in Sakura Country.

Bumpy long-distance travel was only because they were unwilling to give up and wanted to live for a little longer.

"Nanhuang cannot be stayed in!"

Such a shortcut naturally has side effects; while the Blood God body becomes stronger, all kinds of distracting thoughts and Evil Qi will feed back into the user.

After the news of the destruction of Heaven Sword City arrived.

Su Ping naturally would not mind.

Without the bustling popularity and foundation of the past.

It was only slightly inferior to the Heavenly Sword Sect's Heaven Sword City and the Artifact Heart Sect's Immortal Palace.

"You!"

Without other Immortal Boats to accompany them, they would likely face more misfortune than fortune traveling alone.

Su Ping adopted the identity of the Old Ancestor and asked indifferently.

Su Ping nodded slightly, and wrapped in blood light, he put away the Gourd and landed.

The alarm bell outside the city rang.

"I am not one of those brain-damaged evil cultivators; I am a Shitai who believes in the True God."

Then, following Su Ping, his feet touched the ground.

Above the black smoke, more than ten Demonic Path cultivators were seen riding Spirit Beasts and arriving together.

Immediately after Su Ping offered a word of encouragement, he flew out of the room.

By the way, under Su Ping's micro-management.

One could see the remaining broken walls and ruins all detach from the ground and fly into the sky.

He also did not expect that one day he would be able to descend upon such a large Market like a great villain.

The leading Demonic Path cultivator chuckled and expressed his willingness to assist Su Ping, the Sect Leader of the Blood God Sect!

The City Lord looked at the Demonic Path cultivator, his heart greatly alarmed.

In Chiyang City, the cultivators beside the City Lord were all somewhat disheveled in the wind.

In their view, as long as Chiyang City existed, the Spirit Fields and Spirit Mines would still be there, and they could still replenish their cultivators.

It is just that now, in this Chiyang City, there are only a few kittens left.

They were clearly also frightened by the truth projected by the Jade Slip.

Thinking that all the major sects had run over there, they figured the living environment there must be much better than here in Nanhuang.

It was not even comparable to the Jade Lion Venerable that was dealt with before.

Su Ping answered in a low voice.

The Immortal Boat stopped after reaching a mountain peak that towered into the clouds.

The inherited knowledge carved on the stone wall was still there and had not been destroyed by anyone with ulterior motives.

Now... it has become exceptionally eerie and terrifying!

Standing on the coastline and looking out, one could see that the sky at the line where the heaven meets the sea had disappeared.

However, this standard of strength is the normal level for Nanhuang.

It was just that following several harassment attempts by evil cultivators and the Demonic Path, the already few experts in Chiyang City were further depleted.

He summoned the Blood God Power and it landed in these ruins.

As long as there is a Golden Core, that counts as a sect with some reputation in Nanhuang.

Su Ping sighed softly, and with a thought, a Blood God phantom appeared behind him.

Besides the various desperate situations in the direction leading to the Central Region becoming more dangerous.

However, this City Lord's decision was met with firm resistance from the representatives of the aristocratic families in the city.

Su Ping saw that there seemed to be steles recording a large amount of text among the broken walls flying in mid-air, so he quickly made the Blood God stop inhaling to let it return to the Secret Realm.

Immediately, with a thought in his heart.

Immediately, they saw a large Immortal Boat radiating blood light appear on the horizon!

After all, in a major sect like the Artifact Heart Sect of Nanhuang, only the Supreme Elder is a genuine Nascent Soul old monster.

This is the famous Chiyang Peak of Nanhuang, which is the location of a Third-tier High-grade Spirit Vein.

Su Ping moved into the most luxurious VIP room on the Immortal Boat.

Su Ping saw the monsters that had swarmed out of the ruins because of his appearance, and with one sweep, he knew their strength.

Furthermore, this representative also took out a Jade Slip and projected the footage captured by the Scouts their family had sent to various places.

In fact, most sects are not much different from this Anyue Sect; their Golden Core foundation still relies on external objects, and the high-level Cultivators themselves have their cultivation stopped at Foundation Establishment.

"Understood."

How could it suddenly appear on an inconspicuous Blood God Sect!

The Secret Technique within its sect naturally has some merits.

The new City Lord and representatives of many noble families in the city gathered together.

Other directions in Nanhuang also experienced anomalies.

And they soon arrived above a city that had turned into ruins and stopped.

Also, what is the Blood God Seal?

With the help of the Blood God, Su Ping could clearly see the micro-expressions of the City Lord and the others.

The Anyue Sect is a sect within the Incense Fire God Sect capable of cultivating Golden Core realm Incense Gods.

"Well done."

He is the contemporary Sect Leader of the Motian Gate, holding the foundation accumulated by the Demon Sect through the ages, and can exert the strength of a Golden Core Mid-stage.

"Incense God?"

The Immortal Boat left the sky above this fog-filled forest much faster than when it arrived.

Perhaps one could really find the gaps and fill them, finding a Great Dao of Incense!

Of course, Su Ping, having self-awareness, added that it was inevitably assisted by the power of the hazy illusion.

The remaining few thin, long ghost shadows also flashed with light and followed in their footsteps.

After releasing a streak of blood light deep into the fog-filled forest and fishing up the ownerless items that had not yet been dissolved.

They had heard of the Blood God Sect.

"Agreed!"

All of them cast grateful looks toward Deacon Luo.

Even though it was not the first time they had seen that Nascent Soul Old Ancestor, who was shrouded in blood light, take action.

"This seat is the newly appointed Sect Leader of the Blood God Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Deacon Luo's heart stirred, and with the memory of the scene he had seen earlier surfacing, he immediately realized that this Nascent Soul Old Ancestor before him was likely also a titan of the Incense Divine Path.

A pale red array light emerged from Chiyang City.

But how could this be?

"Another attack by the Demonic Path?"

Relying on the Eye of the Blood God, Su Ping saw several Incense God phantoms wandering in the ruins.

"You are an evil cultivator!"

Su Ping's heart stirred, and the blood light swept across this Immortal Boat.

"This seat is not a bad person; I come here only for one item!"

They instead started negotiating terms, hoping to split the spoils three-to-seven with Su Ping afterward.

That forbidden land which seemed to have become abnormal a thousand years ago.

The City Lord of Chiyang City had also changed half a year ago.

This strength is naturally not worth looking at for the current Su Ping.

"This one is one of the thirty-six Deacons of the Nanhuang Chamber of Commerce, having served the Chamber for nearly two hundred years, traveling to every corner of Nanhuang, big and small."

The Anyue Sect clearly did not have this treatment and chose to use Spirit Tools to control these Incense Gods accumulated over generations.

At this moment, a puff of black smoke suddenly emerged near Chiyang City.

Most Cultivators in Nanhuang today still hold some unrealistic fantasies about the Central Region.

"But that blood light aura... why does it have the feeling of the Incense Divine Path!"

"Welcome, Old Ancestor!"

"The remnants of the Anyue Sect, were they wiped out just like that?"

Deacon Luo and many other Cultivators stood on the deck watching this scene.

After relying on the Blood God to display great power, Su Ping immediately discovered that after the Blood God devoured the opposing Incense God, its main body had actually grown a circle larger.

The City Lord's voice turned hoarse; relying on his Bloodline rather than cultivation to serve as City Lord, he could not control his emotions.

Under the loud noise, except for the Demon Sect leader who used a Secret Technique to escape the range of the strike.

"It's a large Immortal Boat from the Nanhuang Chamber of Commerce!"

The City Lord was shocked, the meeting was interrupted, and everyone hurriedly appeared in the high sky of Chiyang City.

However, the Black Crow God is controlled with the help of the Nether Ghost Body.

The very few that are difficult to eradicate can also be purified by a Purification Potion.

Other adult Cultivators on the deck heard Deacon Luo's words.

"This guy... does he think we are three-year-old children?"

Most of the Evil Qi would be offset by the Evil-Warding Blessing on Su Ping's body.

Chiyang City, without doing anything, has already become the largest Market in Nanhuang today.

However, the Earth Palace was already empty.

That was the Demonic Path Cultivator who had caused Chiyang City to suffer a great loss before.

Witnessing this moment again still left them parched, envious of such great power.

All the subordinates he brought turned into powder and were absorbed into the Blood God's body.

"This one is also willing to lead the way for the Old Ancestor!"

Although City Lord Yuguo was reluctant to part with the foundation left by his ancestors, he still had to make a decision for the sake of his family's continuation.

"In this world, only by believing in the True God can one remain safe and sound in the embrace of the Mother God!"

Aside from searching for the Blood God Seal, he encountered the remnants of the out-of-control Incense Divine Path as soon as he arrived in Nanhuang.

Perhaps before long, this boundless darkness will reach the coastline, then come ashore and devour the entire Nanhuang.

With an Immortal Boat for transport, one day and one night after leaving the ruins of the Anyue Sect.

What was revealed before his eyes was thick, eerie darkness.

When Su Ping flew to the sky above, he could see that on the greyish ground, those swaying, thin, ghost-like Incense Gods, about a hundred meters tall, even had many wronged souls emerging with heads or faces from their mist-like bodies.

"A year ago, a great chaos occurred in the Anyue Sect, and the entire sect was destroyed; it is rumored that the mutation of the evil god worshipped within the sect was the main cause."

Just as this meeting, which would determine the fate of Chiyang City, was at a certain delicate stage.

When he was still one or two thousand meters away from Su Ping.

The Blood God paid attention this time; the flesh and blood swallowed naturally dissolved, but those clothes, Dharma Artifacts, and especially things like Storage Bags were protected by a layer of blood film it covered them with.

However, Su Ping did not make the trip in vain.

They might, on the spot, use Secret Language to express their loyalty to the other party.

This made Su Ping's eyes light up, feeling that he had found a shortcut to quickly make the Blood God's main body stronger.

Su Ping was in the VIP room, examining the knowledge regarding the Array of the Immortal Boat sent by Deacon Luo.

An existence possessing such strength, could it be... a Nascent Soul Old Ancestor?

"The Old Ancestor sees clearly!"

After confirming there were no traces of evil cultivators, he said indifferently:

"This old man comes from the Central Region."

And after emitting a cackling, strange laugh, he stated his demand:

The former City Lord did not die, but rather took a group of experts to the Western Desert.

"As long as you stand on the coastline and look, you will understand that I am not lying."

Therefore, when Su Ping steered the Gourd and stopped.

"How could I collude with you people of the Demonic Path!"

Thus, he reasonably expressed:

"The Blood God Seal is a useless object to you; it doesn't matter if you can't remember it, let this seat in and I can easily find and take it!"

Speaking of this, Deacon Luo paused, very afraid that the Nascent Soul Old Ancestor would slap them all to pieces and devour them the moment he heard him trying to set conditions.

It was just that those distracting thoughts could be eaten by the Greedy Wolf Divine Sense.

The Spirit Stones and treasures were gone.

"I know you have doubts in your hearts and will not just believe the information I have given."

The City Lord issued an order, his gaze tightly locked on the increasingly closer Immortal Boat.

"It's just that..."

He could not believe that a guy who raised such a large Incense God would lay a hand on them.

Shouldn't such a monster only exist among the Supreme Elders of those great sects!

Although the divine sects and the Demonic Path in Nanhuang cannot be considered allies, they do occasionally huddle together for warmth.

Because the blood light on Su Ping's body would flicker from time to time, releasing the aura of the Blood God.

"Stop!"

Once encountered by evil cultivators fanning the flames, under the infection of Evil Qi, these Incense Gods turned into the source of the Anyue Sect's destruction.

"Hand over the Blood God Seal, and this seat will leave immediately!"

At least before the righteous sects were all killed, he shouldn't just start killing at the slightest disagreement, right!

"This seat said I am not a bad person."

Fortunately, after waiting for a while, no terrifying pressure descended, which made Deacon Luo heave a sigh of relief in his heart before saying:

"We invite the Old Ancestor to stay on our Immortal Boat, so that everyone on the boat can serve the Old Ancestor!"

For the vast majority of Nanhuang sects, Golden Core is the limit.

The new City Lord has been walking on thin ice for the past six months, and only by exhausting all his efforts did he barely manage to stabilize the Order of Chiyang City.

Furthermore, although he only saw a single arm, this Deacon Luo still somewhat recalled the Blood God Sect, this sect of the Incense Divine Path.

When the Immortal Boat stopped.

"Let you enter the city?"

The arms of the Blood God's phantom had already turned from void to solid, and then the two hands joined together with a 'slap' and struck that mass of black mist.

Su Ping's heart stirred, and he did not wait for that Demonic Path sect master to continue complaining.

After the sky turned blood-red in the blink of an eye.

That Demonic Path sect master's expression changed, and after violently teleporting to dodge the suddenly appearing bloody maw.

Yet, just as he teleported and appeared, he was grabbed in the palm by a giant hand reaching out from the sky and merged into the blood-colored space!