Chapter 517 - 245: Gaining Another Retainer, Hope for Eighth-Grade Promotion
Chapter 517 - 245: Gaining Another Retainer, Hope for Eighth-Grade Promotion
The entire Cloud Mountain was littered with corpses, blood flowing like rivers. There were humans and demon beasts, piled up into a small hill.
A pungent smell of blood assaulted the senses.
At the same time.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The Blood Demon Sword, which had long been inactive within the Cloud Ring Purple Immortal Tower, began to tremble violently.
This Blood Demon Sword was obtained from Lei Clan Leader of Anyang County.
After activating it through a secret technique.
A cultivator could draw power from the Blood Demon Sword, raising their level, but it came at a considerable cost. As for the side effects, he had never truly used it.
All along.
He left it in the Cloud Ring Purple Immortal Tower.
Letting the Spirit-devouring Insects consume its demonic qi, serving as their food. After acquiring this Blood Demon Sword, this was the first time such an anomaly had occurred.
After hesitating for a moment.
Fu Changsheng pointed at the Cloud Ring Purple Immortal Tower.
With a hum.
The Spirit-devouring Insects originally attached to the Blood Demon Sword instantly retreated.
With a flash of black light.
The Blood Demon Sword floated in mid-air above Cloud Mountain.
Suddenly, a blood light appeared on the hilt, and then a blood-colored rune flickered. Over time, the rune emitted a terrifying suction force, condensing into a vortex.
Boom!
The originally silent Cloud Mountain.
Threads of blood evil qi seemed to be summoned, converging towards the Blood Demon Sword in mid-air with a boom, falling into the vortex and being completely devoured by the blood-colored rune on the hilt.
Initially.
The blood evil qi was just a thin layer.
But as time passed.
This blood evil qi accumulated more and more, even the deep underground reserves accumulated over years were summoned, forming a vortex of blood qi over ten feet in diameter.
"This...."
This outcome.
Was entirely unexpected for Fu Changsheng.
By the time he wanted to intervene and stop it, the situation was already out of control.
At the same time.
Master Yunbo, who originally came to scavenge, sensed the changes in Cloud Mountain, and rushed out from the collapsed Treasure Hall.
His gaze fell on the Blood Demon Sword devouring the blood evil qi.
His eyes lit up:
"What heavenly sword is this?"
Suddenly.
He sensed something.
Looked up.
Seeing high above, a Cyan Python coiled within, Fu Changsheng stood tall in the wind, with the Nine Yang Divine Sword floating above his head.
Master Yunbo’s throat moved:
"Oh my, why did this patriarch show up here?"
The scene of Fu Changsheng using the Nine Yang Flame to slay Gongsun Ming still vividly imprinted in his mind, although he too was in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, if the opponent truly used the Divine Sword, he wouldn’t be a match.
Furthermore.
Fu Changsheng not only possessed the Nine Yang Divine Sword.
But now also a Blood Demon Sword devouring blood evil qi.
It’s someone he couldn’t possibly withstand.
If he’s not careful today, he might perish completely.
Master Yunbo braced himself to explain:
"Fu Clan Leader, Yun here truly did not know you were refining a sword here. I’m leaving immediately, but rest assured, I swear by my heart demon, I will not reveal a word of what happened today to a third person. If I break this vow, let me succumb to karmic fire and die!"
Before finishing his words.
He felt a chill behind him.
Turning his head.
His face paled.
Seeing behind him, a Tier Two Peak female ghost leading thousands of ghost soldiers, blocking his retreat without him realizing it.
"Gulp!"
Master Yunbo swallowed hard.
Dealing with just Fu Changsheng, he might still have some chance to escape, but now with Fu Changsheng’s Tier Two Peak Spirit Pet and Tier Two Peak Ghost Servant, he’s probably trapped even with wings to fly.
It seems.
Today Fu Changsheng never intended to let him leave alive.
Master Yunbo’s mind raced.
Suddenly.
Thought of a reason for survival.
Quickly said:
"Fu Clan Leader, spare me, spare me, give me a chance, I can help your Fu Family ascend to an Eighth-Grade Noble Family."
Fu Changsheng did not want to waste words with him.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
Killing intent surged forth.
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