Chapter 213: Blood Sect's Doomsday! The Tremor of the Black Horn Domain!
Blood Cloud Mountain, named because it was constantly shrouded in a layer of blood mist, as if one was in the midst of a blood cloud.
In the past, Blood Cloud Mountain had long become a forbidden place in the Black Horn Domain in the eyes of many.
All because of a notorious evil force that resided there.
The Blood Sect!
It was said that Blood Cloud Mountain wasn't called that a long time ago. It was named Blood Cloud Mountain because it was constantly shrouded in blood mist due to the Blood Sect practicing their techniques.
Within Blood Cloud Mountain, there was a valley from which frequent and eerie screams could be heard.
This valley was called the Blood Valley by the disciples of the Blood Sect, and it was where they kept the people they captured from outside, known as "blood food" in the eyes of Blood Sect disciples.
Every day, the higher-ups of the Blood Sect would take a few "blood foods" from the Blood Valley for their cultivation.
This was the reason why screams were often heard coming from the Blood Valley.
At that moment, deep within the Blood Sect, in a dark and secret chamber.
In the middle of the chamber, a figure cloaked in blood-red was sitting cross-legged on the ground, completely shrouded in blood mist, emitting an extremely nauseating bloody aura.
Boom!
After a moment, the blood mist dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the blood-red figure.
He was a middle-aged man dressed in a blood-red robe, his eyes gleaming with a sinister red light, and his whole body exuding a thick and chilling aura.
This middle-aged man was none other than Fan Lao, the leader of the Blood Sect and ranked fifth on the Black List, possessing the pinnacle strength of a Five-Star Dou Emperor.
Due to the techniques he practiced, which required the consumption of the blood of the strong and countless killings, he had a fearsome reputation in the Black Horn Domain and was known as the Blood Demon.
Having completed his cultivation, Fan Lao slowly got up, and an extremely chilling aura emanated from him.
"Bring today's 'blood food' to me!" Suddenly, a harsh and unpleasant voice, like that of a night owl, came from Fan Lao's mouth, carrying an indescribable coldness.
As Fan Lao's words fell, two disciples of the Blood Sect quickly entered, carrying a person who was clearly prepared as "blood food."
The "blood food" was a middle-aged man with a strong blood aura, and he emitted the aura of a Five-Star Dou Spirit. However, at that moment, his meridians were destroyed, rendering him unable to move.
This "blood food" had obviously heard of the Blood Sect's reputation and was well aware of Fan Lao's status as the Blood Demon. At that moment, unable to move, he pleaded with Fan Lao, saying, "Senior Fan, I begged you to spare my life! Please, I begged you..."
However, in the face of the man's desperate pleas, Fan Lao remained expressionless, his eyes indifferent, as if he was looking at a pig or dog awaiting slaughter.
"You may leave." Fan Lao calmly ordered the two disciples of the Blood Sect.
"Yes, Master!" Hearing this, the two disciples respectfully saluted and then slowly exited the secret chamber.
"Fan Lao, I was an official of the Black Seal City!"
...
"Noisy!"
Seeing the middle-aged man becoming increasingly agitated, Fan Lao's patience wore thin.
In the next moment, Fan Lao, like a grim reaper, appeared in front of the middle-aged man. His bloody aura erupted, and he directly placed a palm on the man's chest.
"Ah!..."
"Don't, please!"
"Let go of me, Fan Lao, you demon, you would meet a bad end sooner or later..."
As the middle-aged man's screams of agony rang out, pure blood qi flowed out from his body and gathered in Fan Lao's palm, merging into his body.
After a moment, the middle-aged man's screams became increasingly faint until they completely disappeared.
Fan Lao finally released his grip, satisfied, and his eyes gleamed with even more intensity.
As for the middle-aged man, his body had been drained of blood, his face was deathly pale, and he had already lost his breath.
"Hahaha, if I had a few more high-quality 'blood foods' like this earlier, I could have broken through to the level of a Six-Star Dou Emperor."
Feeling the dense blood qi in his body, Fan Lao's night owl-like voice burst into wild laughter in the secret chamber.
"Hehehe!"
"I'm afraid you won't have that opportunity."
Just then, a more piercing and eerie laughter suddenly resounded in the secret chamber.
"Who is it!"
Hearing this sudden voice, Fan Lao's heart suddenly chilled. His gaze scanned the secret chamber like a hawk.
In the next moment, a mysterious and eerie black mist suddenly appeared in the secret chamber. A dark figure stood within the black mist, coldly looking at Fan Lao.
"Fan Lao, you have killed countless people, today I will kill you to serve the justice!!"
The dark figure sneered as he looked at the somewhat enraged Fan Lao, emitting a terrifying aura.
"Who are you, sir? I don't remember I had offended you," Fan Lao said politely, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the dark figure and realizing that the intruder had entered the secret chamber unnoticed.
"Hahaha!"
"Is it impossible to kill without enmity?"
"Do you find it amusing to say such words, Fan Lao?"
Upon hearing Fan Lao's words, the dark figure burst into another round of piercing laughter.
"In that case, there's nothing more to say!"
Sensing the intense killing intent emanating from the dark figure, Fan Lao knew that this battle was inevitable. He stopped speaking and immediately condensed a blood-red palm print, striking towards the dark figure.
"Hahaha!"
"The fifth on the Black List is just an ant!"
A hoarse voice came from the dark figure, full of disdain for Fan Lao's strength.
Bang!
The next moment, the dark figure casually swung his palm, sending Fan Lao flying backward. His body crashed into the wall of the secret chamber, causing a violent tremor.
Spurt!
A mouthful of thick blood sprayed out, and Fan Lao looked at the dark figure with shock, saying, "A Dou Emperor-level expert!"
"Someone!"
"Quick, someone!"
A sense of despair welled up in Fan Lao's heart. With no way out, he could only shout for help from the Blood Sect's experts.
"Hahaha!"
"No need to shout; everyone outside is already dead!"
The disdainful voice of the dark figure sounded, and he raised his palm, revealing a mysterious black light.
"Soul Capture!"
With a light command, a dark vortex appeared in the palm of the dark figure, and a powerful devouring force instantly shrouded Fan Lao.
"What is this!"
"No..."
Feeling the devouring force enveloping him, Fan Lao suddenly realized that his soul was about to leave his body.
"You are from the Soul Palace!"
Suddenly, Fan Lao remembered something and looked at the dark figure in disbelief, his eyes filled with despair.
"Why? I have never offended anyone from the Soul Palace!"
In the face of Fan Lao's angry shouts, the dark figure only responded with a sinister laugh. He slightly increased the force in his palm, and Fan Lao's soul was directly absorbed into the palm, turning into a black bead.
Inside the black bead, Fan Lao knew nothing about his current state. He looked around in fear and kept begging the dark figure for mercy.
Unfortunately, the expression on the dark figure's face remained unchanged, and a chill appeared in his eyes. He softly chanted, "Soul Devouring Art."
As the dark figure's words fell, a powerful devouring force enveloped the black bead and Fan Lao's soul.
With Fan Lao's soul emitting a heart-wrenching scream, the black bead and Fan Lao's soul instantly turned into a pure soul power, merging with the dark figure.
The dark figure stood still, silently absorbing this soul power while reading the memories within.
After a moment, the dark figure slowly opened his eyes, a coldness gleaming in them.
"I didn't expect Fan Lao to be even more brutal than his reputation suggests, truly vicious and evil to the extreme. He deserved to die!"
The dark figure looked at Fan Lao's lifeless body in the secret chamber and let out a cold laugh.
"However, this guy had quite a collection of treasures."
With a wave of his hand, Fan Lao's storage ring floated into the dark figure's hand.
The next moment, the dark figure disappeared from the secret chamber, heading straight for the Blood Sect's treasury.
From Fan Lao's memories, the dark figure already knew that the Blood Sect's treasury held many valuable items.
Thinking about this, a hint of anticipation appeared in the dark figure's otherwise indifferent eyes.
...
The next day.
A piece of news spread, making the already chaotic Black Horn Domain even more turbulent.
Fan Lao was dead!
Upon hearing this news, everyone's first reaction was disbelief.
Who was Fan Lao?
The fearsome Blood Demon!
Ranked fifth on the Black List!
A Dou Emperor-level powerhouse!
Could such an existence really die?
At first, people scoffed at this news, thinking it was just a rumor spread by someone with an agenda.
But as information from spies planted in the Blood Sect confirmed Fan Lao's death, the news gradually became verified.
According to reports from spies of various major powers, Fan Lao was found dead in his own secret chamber.
Furthermore, the entire leadership of the Blood Sect had met a similar fate.
And the entire Blood Sect treasury had been looted!
With these pieces of information confirmed, the entire Black Horn Domain was in an uproar!
Fan Lao, a Dou Emperor-level powerhouse, had really been killed?
Facing the attacks of various major powers, the Blood Sect was powerless to resist without Fan Lao.
In just one day, the once-mighty Blood Sect was divided among the major powers, and the disciples of the Blood Sect were slaughtered. Fan Lao's son, Fan Ling, was tortured to death, and his body was dismembered and fed to the dogs.
Yesterday, the Blood Sect had been arrogant and domineering, but in just one day, it was completely wiped out from the Black Horn Domain.
This news sent shockwaves throughout the entire Black Horn Domain.
Fan Lao's strength was well known to all of them.
What kind of existence could silently
kill him in his own secret chamber?
Thinking about this, the strong individuals of various major powers couldn't help but feel a shroud of gloom in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 213: Blood Sect's Doomsday! The Tremor of the Black Horn Domain!
Blood Cloud Mountain, named because it was constantly shrouded in a layer of blood mist, as if one was in the midst of a blood cloud.
In the past, Blood Cloud Mountain had long become a forbidden place in the Black Horn Domain in the eyes of many.
All because of a notorious evil force that resided there.
The Blood Sect!
It was said that Blood Cloud Mountain wasn't called that a long time ago. It was named Blood Cloud Mountain because it was constantly shrouded in blood mist due to the Blood Sect practicing their techniques.
Within Blood Cloud Mountain, there was a valley from which frequent and eerie screams could be heard.
This valley was called the Blood Valley by the disciples of the Blood Sect, and it was where they kept the people they captured from outside, known as "blood food" in the eyes of Blood Sect disciples.
Every day, the higher-ups of the Blood Sect would take a few "blood foods" from the Blood Valley for their cultivation.
This was the reason why screams were often heard coming from the Blood Valley.
At that moment, deep within the Blood Sect, in a dark and secret chamber.
In the middle of the chamber, a figure cloaked in blood-red was sitting cross-legged on the ground, completely shrouded in blood mist, emitting an extremely nauseating bloody aura.
Boom!
After a moment, the blood mist dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the blood-red figure.
He was a middle-aged man dressed in a blood-red robe, his eyes gleaming with a sinister red light, and his whole body exuding a thick and chilling aura.
This middle-aged man was none other than Fan Lao, the leader of the Blood Sect and ranked fifth on the Black List, possessing the pinnacle strength of a Five-Star Dou Emperor.
Due to the techniques he practiced, which required the consumption of the blood of the strong and countless killings, he had a fearsome reputation in the Black Horn Domain and was known as the Blood Demon.
Having completed his cultivation, Fan Lao slowly got up, and an extremely chilling aura emanated from him.
"Bring today's 'blood food' to me!" Suddenly, a harsh and unpleasant voice, like that of a night owl, came from Fan Lao's mouth, carrying an indescribable coldness.
As Fan Lao's words fell, two disciples of the Blood Sect quickly entered, carrying a person who was clearly prepared as "blood food."
The "blood food" was a middle-aged man with a strong blood aura, and he emitted the aura of a Five-Star Dou Spirit. However, at that moment, his meridians were destroyed, rendering him unable to move.
This "blood food" had obviously heard of the Blood Sect's reputation and was well aware of Fan Lao's status as the Blood Demon. At that moment, unable to move, he pleaded with Fan Lao, saying, "Senior Fan, I begged you to spare my life! Please, I begged you..."
However, in the face of the man's desperate pleas, Fan Lao remained expressionless, his eyes indifferent, as if he was looking at a pig or dog awaiting slaughter.
"You may leave." Fan Lao calmly ordered the two disciples of the Blood Sect.
"Yes, Master!" Hearing this, the two disciples respectfully saluted and then slowly exited the secret chamber.
"Fan Lao, I was an official of the Black Seal City!"
...
"Noisy!"
Seeing the middle-aged man becoming increasingly agitated, Fan Lao's patience wore thin.
In the next moment, Fan Lao, like a grim reaper, appeared in front of the middle-aged man. His bloody aura erupted, and he directly placed a palm on the man's chest.
"Ah!..."
"Don't, please!"
"Let go of me, Fan Lao, you demon, you would meet a bad end sooner or later..."
As the middle-aged man's screams of agony rang out, pure blood qi flowed out from his body and gathered in Fan Lao's palm, merging into his body.
After a moment, the middle-aged man's screams became increasingly faint until they completely disappeared.
Fan Lao finally released his grip, satisfied, and his eyes gleamed with even more intensity.
As for the middle-aged man, his body had been drained of blood, his face was deathly pale, and he had already lost his breath.
"Hahaha, if I had a few more high-quality 'blood foods' like this earlier, I could have broken through to the level of a Six-Star Dou Emperor."
Feeling the dense blood qi in his body, Fan Lao's night owl-like voice burst into wild laughter in the secret chamber.
"Hehehe!"
"I'm afraid you won't have that opportunity."
Just then, a more piercing and eerie laughter suddenly resounded in the secret chamber.
"Who is it!"
Hearing this sudden voice, Fan Lao's heart suddenly chilled. His gaze scanned the secret chamber like a hawk.
In the next moment, a mysterious and eerie black mist suddenly appeared in the secret chamber. A dark figure stood within the black mist, coldly looking at Fan Lao.
"Fan Lao, you have killed countless people, today I will kill you to serve the justice!!"
The dark figure sneered as he looked at the somewhat enraged Fan Lao, emitting a terrifying aura.
"Who are you, sir? I don't remember I had offended you," Fan Lao said politely, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the dark figure and realizing that the intruder had entered the secret chamber unnoticed.
"Hahaha!"
"Is it impossible to kill without enmity?"
"Do you find it amusing to say such words, Fan Lao?"
Upon hearing Fan Lao's words, the dark figure burst into another round of piercing laughter.
"In that case, there's nothing more to say!"
Sensing the intense killing intent emanating from the dark figure, Fan Lao knew that this battle was inevitable. He stopped speaking and immediately condensed a blood-red palm print, striking towards the dark figure.
"Hahaha!"
"The fifth on the Black List is just an ant!"
A hoarse voice came from the dark figure, full of disdain for Fan Lao's strength.
Bang!
The next moment, the dark figure casually swung his palm, sending Fan Lao flying backward. His body crashed into the wall of the secret chamber, causing a violent tremor.
Spurt!
A mouthful of thick blood sprayed out, and Fan Lao looked at the dark figure with shock, saying, "A Dou Emperor-level expert!"
"Someone!"
"Quick, someone!"
A sense of despair welled up in Fan Lao's heart. With no way out, he could only shout for help from the Blood Sect's experts.
"Hahaha!"
"No need to shout; everyone outside is already dead!"
The disdainful voice of the dark figure sounded, and he raised his palm, revealing a mysterious black light.
"Soul Capture!"
With a light command, a dark vortex appeared in the palm of the dark figure, and a powerful devouring force instantly shrouded Fan Lao.
"What is this!"
"No..."
Feeling the devouring force enveloping him, Fan Lao suddenly realized that his soul was about to leave his body.
"You are from the Soul Palace!"
Suddenly, Fan Lao remembered something and looked at the dark figure in disbelief, his eyes filled with despair.
"Why? I have never offended anyone from the Soul Palace!"
In the face of Fan Lao's angry shouts, the dark figure only responded with a sinister laugh. He slightly increased the force in his palm, and Fan Lao's soul was directly absorbed into the palm, turning into a black bead.
Inside the black bead, Fan Lao knew nothing about his current state. He looked around in fear and kept begging the dark figure for mercy.
Unfortunately, the expression on the dark figure's face remained unchanged, and a chill appeared in his eyes. He softly chanted, "Soul Devouring Art."
As the dark figure's words fell, a powerful devouring force enveloped the black bead and Fan Lao's soul.
With Fan Lao's soul emitting a heart-wrenching scream, the black bead and Fan Lao's soul instantly turned into a pure soul power, merging with the dark figure.
The dark figure stood still, silently absorbing this soul power while reading the memories within.
After a moment, the dark figure slowly opened his eyes, a coldness gleaming in them.
"I didn't expect Fan Lao to be even more brutal than his reputation suggests, truly vicious and evil to the extreme. He deserved to die!"
The dark figure looked at Fan Lao's lifeless body in the secret chamber and let out a cold laugh.
"However, this guy had quite a collection of treasures."
With a wave of his hand, Fan Lao's storage ring floated into the dark figure's hand.
The next moment, the dark figure disappeared from the secret chamber, heading straight for the Blood Sect's treasury.
From Fan Lao's memories, the dark figure already knew that the Blood Sect's treasury held many valuable items.
Thinking about this, a hint of anticipation appeared in the dark figure's otherwise indifferent eyes.
...
The next day.
A piece of news spread, making the already chaotic Black Horn Domain even more turbulent.
Fan Lao was dead!
Upon hearing this news, everyone's first reaction was disbelief.
Who was Fan Lao?
The fearsome Blood Demon!
Ranked fifth on the Black List!
A Dou Emperor-level powerhouse!
Could such an existence really die?
At first, people scoffed at this news, thinking it was just a rumor spread by someone with an agenda.
But as information from spies planted in the Blood Sect confirmed Fan Lao's death, the news gradually became verified.
According to reports from spies of various major powers, Fan Lao was found dead in his own secret chamber.
Furthermore, the entire leadership of the Blood Sect had met a similar fate.
And the entire Blood Sect treasury had been looted!
With these pieces of information confirmed, the entire Black Horn Domain was in an uproar!
Fan Lao, a Dou Emperor-level powerhouse, had really been killed?
Facing the attacks of various major powers, the Blood Sect was powerless to resist without Fan Lao.
In just one day, the once-mighty Blood Sect was divided among the major powers, and the disciples of the Blood Sect were slaughtered. Fan Lao's son, Fan Ling, was tortured to death, and his body was dismembered and fed to the dogs.
Yesterday, the Blood Sect had been arrogant and domineering, but in just one day, it was completely wiped out from the Black Horn Domain.
This news sent shockwaves throughout the entire Black Horn Domain.
Fan Lao's strength was well known to all of them.
What kind of existence could silently
kill him in his own secret chamber?
Thinking about this, the strong individuals of various major powers couldn't help but feel a shroud of gloom in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)
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