Chapter 415: The Total Destruction of the Sect!

The incident involving Qixing Daojun.

Plunged the entire Xuanwu Sect into a state of madness.

From the Supreme Elders down to those Inner Sect Disciples who were certain they could not escape.

With everyone fearing for their own lives, they no longer cared about the surrounding influence or the sect's reputation.

The progress of Blood Sacrifices in other regions accelerated significantly as a result.

This acceleration naturally led to quite a few oversights.

There were always outside Cultivators with innate talent or hidden trump cards who managed to escape with their lives.

Because of this, in just a few short days, rumors—no, the truth—that the Xuanwu Sect was colluding with demons and monsters to intentionally harm Cultivators from surrounding forces spread throughout the Xiayu.

The Xuanwu Sect naturally gave a righteous rebuttal to this.

And promised heavy rewards for the tasks that followed.

It was just that... truly capable Cultivators all noticed the Xuanwu Sect's abnormal contraction of power.

They became much more cautious, which meant that despite the heavy rewards, the Xuanwu Sect failed to recruit many high-level Cultivators.

With no other choice, the Xuanwu Sect, under the demands of the Supreme Elder, could only turn on its own people.

The first to suffer were the lackeys they had taken in.

First, they were made into food for the demons and monsters, and after high-level demons and monsters were spawned, the Xuanwu Sect would then step in to harvest high-level Demon Crystals for the sacrifice.

As the number of Blood Sacrifices increased, the entire Xuanwu Jie became shrouded in a faint Blood Cloud.

The twisted power generated from the filthy, evil world also seeped into every inch of space within the Xuanwu Jie.

This caused some Elders and Deacons to inevitably become increasingly uneasy.

Near the Zhu Feng of the Xuanwu Sect, in a station containing an important Spirit Pool.

The Vice Sect Master transformed into a gray light and landed by the pool water.

The local Deacon and more than ten Inner Sect Disciples who had been waiting there for a long time bowed in unison to welcome him.

"When did this Spirit Pool start having problems?"

The Vice Sect Master glanced at the Spirit Pool and immediately discovered that the concentration of Spirit Qi in this area had dropped by at least two major grades.

Furthermore, less than one-tenth of the Spirit Fish in the Spirit Pool remained, and their condition was not good.

This Spirit Pool was one of the Xuanwu Sect's important assets; the Spirit Fish produced every hundred years were a treasure that could enhance the cultivation of high-level Cultivators, and they were extremely valuable.

Yet, at this very moment, this precious sect asset was clearly heading toward its end.

Soon, the Vice Sect Master learned the specific situation from the Deacon.

He could not help but sigh in his heart, knowing that the problem with this Spirit Pool had everything to do with the Supreme Elder, Xuanwu Daojun.

"It is not just the lackeys under our command; even the Spirit Pools, Spirit Fields, and the sect's Spirit Veins... are all having their spiritual essence devoured by that Innate Supreme Treasure."

"If this high-stakes gamble is lost, even if that powerful dragon doesn't come, our Xuanwu Sect will still decline, won't it?"

The Vice Sect Master was somewhat worried about the future of the sect.

He was just about to set off to see how the mineral veins not far away were faring.

Suddenly!

This Vice Sect Master discovered that the sky, which was already pale red, had suddenly turned a dark, deep red.

At the same time, the surrounding space began to twist and blur.

The experienced Vice Sect Master immediately realized that this Spirit Pool was being affected by a highly sophisticated spatial divine ability.

Then, he and those Deacons and disciples heard, in unison, shouts filled with anger and pain coming from all directions:

"Not enough, still not enough!"

"I need more demon and monster remains, I need more Demon Crystals from those at or above Dao Integration!"

"And spiritual essence, more spiritual essence!"

As the shouts echoed, the phantom of the Supreme Elder Xuanwu Zhenjun's enormous, aged face appeared high in the sky.

His eyes stared downward, and he muttered to himself.

This made the Vice Sect Master's heart jump, and he hurriedly took out a life-saving treasure to protect his mind.

The remaining Deacons and disciples also saw that the situation was not right and scrambled to get away from this Spirit Pool area.

But the moment they moved, they were spotted by the eyes on the face in the high sky.

Then, these Elite Cultivators who originally belonged to the Xuanwu Sect could not even scream before their Divine Souls were extracted; filled with fear and resentment, they were pulled into the high sky and swallowed in one gulp by that face.

Afterward, the face muttered that it was not enough, not enough, and began to extract the Spirit Water and Spirit Fish from the Spirit Pool.

The Vice Sect Master watched, terrified, but dared not intervene; he simply kept clutching his life-saving treasure and retreating.

Fortunately, it seemed his status kept him from being instinctively treated as an enemy by Xuanwu Daojun.

The Vice Sect Master retreated from this twisted space.

He was just about to heave a sigh of relief.

Having returned to the Small World, this Vice Sect Master's expression changed drastically; sensing that something was wrong, he hurriedly flashed and flew to the highest point of the Xuanwu Jie, almost leaving the bounds of the world.

Looking down, the Vice Sect Master was stunned to see that twisted spaces similar to the one he had encountered earlier had already spread throughout the Xuanwu Jie.

Even some Dongtian Secret Realms had not been able to hold out; after the twisted spaces appeared, the Dongtian shattered and were exposed.

The Vice Sect Master hurriedly returned to the main sect hall on the Zhu Feng.

There, the Sect Master and many Elders had already gathered, having activated the sect-protecting grand array in hopes of keeping the Zhu Feng safe.

At this time, the Inner and Outer Sect Disciples staying on the Zhu Feng felt much more at ease after seeing the sect-protecting grand array rise into the sky.

They believed that being allowed into the Zhu Feng meant they should be safe.

They were their own people, recognized by the Xuanwu Sect!

Even if the rumors were true, and the sect needed Blood Sacrifices to fulfill certain conditions.

There would be others to bear this price.

They are also part of the price? Impossible!

At least from a normal perspective, there should be no need for this!

In fact, if not for that previous stunt pulled by Su Ping.

That would indeed be the case.

In order to achieve the greatest possible balance of interests in all aspects, the Xuanwu Sect would take its time as much as possible, slowly collecting what was needed for the Blood Sacrifice.

But now, the fall of Qixing Daojun has accelerated everything.

And once these things accelerate, they gradually spiral out of control...

Boom, boom, boom!

The sky began to rain down blood-colored lightning.

When this lightning landed on the mountains, it caused the great mountains to wither and shrink.

When it landed on the sea, it could suddenly turn the Dahai into a pool of stagnant water.

Many had been summoned and settled in the area surrounding the Zhu Feng of Xuanwu Jie.

The Cultivators from vassal forces who thought they had been given important roles.

Also, after this wild red lightning fell.

One after another, they turned into ashes, their cultivation and spiritual essence stripped away by an invisible force.

"Not enough! Still not enough!"

"Filthy, evil world!"

Above the Zhu Feng, an ancient voice that made the Cultivators' Divine Soul tremble violently also rang out.

Then, just when most of the Cultivators on the Zhu Feng did not know what to do.

The Sect Master and the Elders suddenly made their move.

They began to hunt down those Outer Sect Cultivators.

Then the Inner Sect... and finally, the Deacons, Guest Ministers, and others suffered their murderous hands.

The corpses piled up on the mountaintop, accumulating into a small hill.

And were then all taken away by a bolt of blood-colored lightning.

The surviving Inner and Outer Sect disciples, who had only escaped the first wave of hunting because their talent was not bad, also saw this scene.

Even though they had been swept into the hall by the Vice Sect Master for protection, they were all so terrified that their legs and hands went weak.

They only felt that their worldview regarding the Xuanwu Sect had been shattered to pieces in this lifetime.

"Sigh!"

"These genius disciples... their spirit is ruined; their future achievements will likely be limited."

The Vice Sect Master looked at the state of these young generation prodigies of the sect, feeling quite distressed in his heart.

The Sect Master glanced at these people, gave a bitter smile, and comforted them:

"As long as the Supreme Elder successfully makes the Innate Supreme Treasure recognize him as master, everything will get better."

"As for the Xuanwu Sect..."

"Once the Supreme Elder becomes a Heavenly Immortal of the Dao Sect in the future."

"We can completely follow the Supreme Elder to other Shikong Haiyu and create an even greater Xuanwu Sect!"

Speaking of this, a red glow even appeared on the Sect Master's face.

Another period of time passed.

The sky, which had been quiet for a long time after consuming many disciples of the Xuanwu Sect, actually roared once again.

Following that, accompanied by low breathing sounds, the muttering of "not enough, not enough" once again resounded through the Zhu Feng.

This also caused the expressions of the remaining Cultivators of the Xuanwu Sect on the Zhu Feng to change drastically.

The Sect Master glanced at those genius disciples and gritted his teeth:

"They are ruined anyway, and their value is not high."

"Take them for the Blood Sacrifice."

After the Sect Master finished speaking, he cast a spell, throwing those disciples directly into the sky to receive the baptism of the blood-colored thunder.

Lu Zhanglao hid behind the group of Elders, trembling as he looked at the sky.

He, who had originally been safe and worry-free with his status as an Elder, now felt incomparably worried and doubtful about his own judgment.

It was also at this moment that Lu Zhanglao could not help but feel nervous, thinking of a special Jade Slip in his storage space.

That was an item given by the mysterious person who was said to have caused the fall of Qixing Daojun during their last transaction.

He seemed to have seen the current situation of the Xuanwu Sect.

He told him that if one day he wanted him to save his life, he should use that Jade Slip and agree to his invitation.

After returning to the Zhu Feng, Lu Zhanglao did not dare to touch this Jade Slip, yet he had inexplicably kept this thing hidden.

Now, Lu Zhanglao was somewhat tempted.

Even after the last remaining genius disciples of the Inner and Outer Sects were sacrificed, it was still not enough.

The Sect Master began to take action against those loyal Deacons.

Among those Deacons, there was no lack of blood relatives of the Elders and the Sect Master.

But the Sect Master was impartial and selfless regarding this, even sending them on their way with his own hands.

When he encountered those who could not bear it, he even spoke to comfort them:

"The old must go for the new to come; once the Supreme Elder becomes a Heavenly Immortal, there will be plenty of opportunities to breed new descendants."

"If that really doesn't work, you can also request the Supreme Elder to perform a Bloodline Secret Technique to create a few direct descendants for you."

After the Deacon was also gone.

Lu Zhanglao could not withstand the pressure and quietly used the Jade Slip.

Then, the shouts of those who were not enough rang out in the sky once more.

The Elders on Zhu Feng grew nervous; unwilling to be subjected to the Blood Sacrifice, they scattered and fled at the first opportunity.

As for besieging the Sect Master and Vice Sect Master...

Not to mention that every Elder had their own selfish motives.

They could not coordinate at all.

Even if they did coordinate, the Elders knew that in the environment of Zhu Feng, the Sect Master, who controlled the Mountain Gate Array and had the help of the blood-colored lightning in the sky, was not a being they could defeat.

Fleeing, escaping as far as possible, was the only path to survival!

The moment Lu Zhanglao ran, he accepted the invitation in his mind.

Then, he suddenly vanished from the sky.

Leaving a bolt of blood-colored lightning to strike at nothing.

This also made the Vice Sect Master let out a sound of surprise.

Yet he did not take it to heart, merely assuming some special magic treasure had taken effect.

However, under the Mountain Gate Array, no matter how good a magic treasure was, it would only last for a little while longer.

"Sigh, we didn't want this either."

"But there is no other way; at this point, the Xuanwu Sect can no longer stop the Blood Sacrifice."

At this moment, the Vice Sect Master also put away his compassion.

As the sunk costs grew ever larger.

He could only walk this path to the end.

Coordinating with the Mountain Gate Array.

The two Sect Master and Vice Sect Master, both at the late stage of Dao Integration, had already blood-sacrificed all the aforementioned Elders after a few dozen breaths.

"Wrong, one is still missing!"

After the Sect Master stopped, he immediately whispered:

"Interesting, I didn't expect that the one who wasn't valued would be the one who lived the longest among those little fellows."

"Is he hiding in some overlapping space?"

"It is useless; under this seat's Heavenly Eye, everything is..."

Halfway through his sentence, the Sect Master was stunned.

For after he opened his Heavenly Eye, he still could not detect any trace of Lu Zhanglao.

This caused the Sect Master to feel a sense of crisis.

"That fellow doesn't have this ability... there is only one possibility: he is a sect traitor who chose to accept outside help!"

"You guessed quite quickly; you are worthy of being a Sect Master who could even blood-sacrifice his own sect."

As soon as the voice fell, the Sect Master heard a voice filled with laughter and immediately turned his head to see the Primordial Spirit Avatar of Su Ping appearing in the distance.

The Sect Master naturally felt shocked once again by Su Ping's mysterious appearance.

After all, this was the Zhu Feng of the Xuanwu Sect, and the Mountain Gate Array was still active!

How could the other party come to visit so casually?

The Sect Master's gaze turned to Lu Zhanglao, who was trembling beside that person.

Lu Zhanglao, having been used as a coordinate, had fulfilled his role as a teleportation point after coming out of the Pot Heaven.

Facing the Sect Master's malice, he hurriedly requested to leave.

Su Ping did not stand on ceremony; with a thought, he made Lu Zhanglao disappear again.

This confirmed his ability to let himself and outsiders enter and exit this space at will.

Then, Su Ping looked up at the red light in the sky.

After sensing the Space Fluctuation in the surroundings.

Su Ping sighed lightly:

"It is just an Innate Supreme Treasure; paying such a price... is it worth it?"

"Just an Innate Supreme Treasure?"

The Sect Master's mouth twitched, and he could not help but sneer:

"You have no aura of an Innate Supreme Treasure on you, yet you speak so boastfully."

"Do not think that just because you have mastered some special space divine ability, no one can deal with you."

As the Sect Master spoke.

A human face appeared in the high sky, belonging to that Xuanwu Daojun.

At the same time, a Bronze Ghost Mask emerged on that face.

That was the ghost mask form of the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Filthy Evil World.

It seemed that by relying on the Blood Sacrifice, this Old Ancestor was gradually able to use this Innate Supreme Treasure.

Su Ping also instantly felt the surrounding space being imprisoned.

Never mind Dao Integration, even space divine abilities at the Great Vehicle level were rendered ineffective in this space.

However, Su Ping was not afraid of this.

Su Ping, who had already made up his mind to resolve the Xuanwu Sect.

Directly threw out his trump card.

Suddenly!

Behind Su Ping, the phantom of the True Martial Demon-Subduing Emperor appeared in the high sky.

The Demon-Subduing green light radiated outward, and in an instant, it split this space equally with the opponent's red light.

At the same time, a swordsman whose entire body was emitting fiery red flames also appeared beside Su Ping's Primordial Spirit Avatar.

That was Knight King Alwin.

As the Flame Mark he had accumulated began to be consumed.

The phantoms of the God-Slaying God and the Knight God emerged upon his body.

A wisp of power from his future self appeared on Alwin's sword.