Chapter 292: Blood Madness's Sacrifice Method

Xue Tian Kuang absorbed the essence of countless creatures, and his strength reached its peak. His aura was like a huge wave that oppressed everyone, whether it was the cultivators of Ling Tianyu or the subordinates of the Blood Demon Sect, they were all silent under this might.

He stood beside Xiao Tianling's body, his body stained with blood, the blood knife in his hand emitting a strange scarlet light. He looked down at Xiao Tianling's broken body and sneered: "The so-called Lingtian Territory Lord is nothing more than this. From today on, Lingtian Territory will become the possession of my Blood Demon Sect. Who can stop me?"

Xue Tian Kuang raised his head and looked around the battlefield, his eyes full of coldness and contempt: "The rest of you, either surrender or die!" As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell into a dead silence. Those once proud disciples of the Lingtian Domain Sect now looked at this devil with fear on their faces, and many of them didn't even have the courage to escape.

Several elders from the major sects of Lingtian Territory reluctantly stood up and looked at Xue Tiankuang with complicated expressions. One of them said in a cold voice: "Xue Tiankuang, although you have defeated Xiao Tianling, it is too arrogant to attempt to annex the entire Lingtian Territory! We in Lingtian Territory are not a vassal of your Blood Demon Sect!"

Xue Tian Kuang sneered and swung his blood knife fiercely. A streak of blood flashed across the sky like thunder, and the elder who was speaking was instantly cut in half, without even a chance to resist. His cold voice resounded throughout the battlefield: "Those who do not surrender will die!"

The remaining elders saw this scene and their faces turned pale. Some struggled, some lowered their heads silently, and more monks fell into despair. Most of the high-level forces in Lingtian Territory had fallen in this battle, and the remaining people were simply unable to compete with the Blood Demon Sect.

Some sect leaders began to discuss in low voices: "If we continue to resist, the entire sect will be destroyed... Do we really have to surrender?"

"To surrender means to live in disgrace! But if we don't surrender, how can we survive?" Another person smiled bitterly, his eyes full of helplessness.

Finally, several small sects took the lead in bowing their heads, kneeling in front of Xue Tian Kuang and saying respectfully: "Master Blood Demon Sect, we are willing to submit and obey the Blood Demon Sect from now on."

Xue Tian Kuang nodded with satisfaction, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "He who knows the current situation is a hero, your choice is wise."

As the first sect surrendered, the attitudes of other sects began to waver, and more and more people knelt down. At this moment, Lingtian Territory's former glory and dignity were completely trampled upon, blood dyed the earth red, and the air was filled with endless humiliation and despair.

High above the battlefield, several elders of the Blood Demon Sect gathered together, looking at the ruined battlefield below, their faces filled with excitement.

"The Lord Sect Master is indeed wise! He used the blood sacrifice technique to drive back all the powerful enemies. Now Lingtian Territory is in our pocket!"

"Yes, as long as we completely reorganize Lingtian Territory, our Blood Demon Sect can expand several times. By then, we will dominate both regions. Who can stop us?"

"Hahaha, all this is thanks to the wisdom and decision-making of the sect master!"

Xue Tian Kuang listened to the compliments from his subordinates and smiled contemptuously. He looked into the distance, as if he had seen through the borders of Lingtian Territory and saw a wider world. He murmured, "Xuantian Territory and Lingtian Territory are only the starting point of my plan after all. The next step is to spread the will of the Blood Demon Sect throughout the entire continent!"

However, not everyone chose to surrender. In a corner of the battlefield, some Lingtian Territory cultivators gathered together, their eyes filled with anger and hatred. A surviving disciple clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "The Blood Demon Sect slaughtered our fellow Lingtian Territory people. This is an unforgivable crime! Even if we are powerless to resist today, we will definitely have a chance to seek justice in the future!"

Another disciple sat dejectedly on the ground, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Seeking justice? Now that even Master Xiao Tianling has died in the battle, what can we do? The power of the Blood Demon Sect is too strong to imagine."

“Are we just going to give up like this?” a female disciple shouted in anger, tears streaming down her face. “Our homes and our loved ones have all been destroyed because of the Blood Demon Sect’s greed! We can’t give in like this!”

The small group of survivors supported each other and left the battlefield full of anger and reluctance. The flame of revenge burned in their hearts, and they were unwilling to give up even if the hope was slim.

In the following months, the Blood Demon Sect used Lingtian Territory as a springboard to quickly expand its control to a wider area. They forced all the cultivators to practice the Blood Demon Sect's skills, robbed and plundered, and created countless tragedies. The cultivators of Xuantian Territory and Lingtian Territory became slaves of the Blood Demon Sect, and all those who resisted were killed.

At this point, the Blood Demon Sect's flag was flying over the land of the two regions, symbolizing endless killing and oppression. And the beginning of all this was the madness and brutality of the Blood Sky Maniac.

Ye Fan stood on a desolate mountaintop, looking at the land devastated by war in the distance. His eyes were heavy, and his heart was like a huge rock pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe. The air was filled with the smell of blood and death, which made his heart even heavier.

"I...what did I do?" Ye Fan murmured in a low voice, his hands trembling slightly. He originally thought that by provoking the conflict between the two domains and killing someone with a borrowed knife, he could use the power of Lingtian Domain to fight against the Blood Demon Sect and avenge the innocent people of Xuantian Domain. However, the reality was far beyond his expectations.

Lingtian Domain was no match for the Blood Demon Sect, and was instead plunged into a catastrophe because of his plot. Now, the Blood Demon Sect not only completely controlled Xuantian Domain, but also annexed Lingtian Domain, and the people of the two domains were all enslaved by the Blood Demon Sect. Countless families were torn apart, and countless lives were taken away. All of this was like a heavy yoke pressing on Ye Fan's heart, making him breathless.

"I thought that sacrificing some things could bring more peace and freedom... But I was wrong, so wrong!" Ye Fan clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, and he was completely unaware of the blood seeping out. He recalled the Lingtian Domain monks who died in the battle, and the people who wailed in pain in the war, his eyes full of guilt and self-blame.

"I didn't kill the Blood Demon Sect, but caused more people to die... What qualifications do I have to talk about revenge?" Ye Fan closed his eyes in pain, his shoulders trembling, his face full of regret. He suddenly heard countless cries and curses, and those dead souls seemed to be questioning his decision and judging his mistakes.

However, in the abyss of guilt and regret, a glimmer of unyielding fire ignited in Ye Fan's heart. He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as firm as iron. He clenched his fists and whispered to himself: "No matter how much regret I have, I can't change the facts that have already happened. But since I have chosen this path, even if I have to kneel, I will go all the way! Blood Demon Sect, one day, I will destroy it with my own hands!"

He thought of the victims of Xuantian Domain and Lingtian Domain, whose blood dyed the earth red and watered the seeds of his revenge. He knew that he was too weak to fight against the behemoth of Blood Demon Sect, but he would never give up. He wanted to survive, he wanted to become stronger, and he wanted to witness the destruction of Blood Demon Sect with his own eyes!

Ye Fan raised his head, looked up at the gray sky, and said in a deep voice: "No matter how difficult this road is, no matter how many obstacles there are ahead, I will not retreat. I will sacrifice the blood of the Blood Demon Sect to those innocent dead souls and settle all these sins!"

After saying that, he turned and left the war-torn land, his back firm and heavy. He knew that the road ahead would be full of thorns, he might walk alone, or get lost again, but he had already made up his mind. The righteous path was withering, the evil path was rampant, but because of this, he had to become the variable that shook all of this, the glimmer of hope.

"Blood Demon Sect, one day, you will pay the price!" Ye Fan silently vowed in his heart. He wiped the blood off his face and walked towards the distance with firm steps. The future was unknown, but his faith was as solid as a rock and would not waver.

Deep in the secret room of the Blood Demon Sect, a dark and deep space was shrouded in thick blood mist, emitting a sickening fishy and sweet smell. The secret room was engraved with ancient blood sacrifice array patterns all around. Those array patterns were like living things, flowing slowly and flashing with a weird red light. In the center of the secret room, a tall blood pool stood quietly. The water in the pool was as red as blood, and ripples continued to appear, as if countless vengeful spirits were churning in it, wailing softly.

Xue Kuangtian sat cross-legged on the stone seat above the blood pool, his face pale, his eyes slightly closed, and his body exuding a weak but dangerous aura. There were many wounds on his body that had not healed, especially the sword scar on his chest. The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and it faintly revealed a sharp sword intent, which was obviously a fatal blow left by Lingtian Domain Lord Xiao Tianling.

Xue Kuangtian exhaled a breath of foul air, then opened his eyes, his gaze was as cold as a knife, revealing endless hatred and madness. He snorted coldly, raised his hand and cast a spell, and suddenly several dull noises came from the secret room. Several bound monks were taken into the secret room by the black-clothed man. Their eyes were filled with fear, and they kept struggling, but it was meaningless.

"My lord, these are cultivators captured from nearby. The highest level of their cultivation is no more than the early stage of Golden Core." A man in black said respectfully.

Xue Kuangtian glanced at the cultivators coldly, with a cruel smile on his face: "Golden Core cultivators are good too, they are always purer than mortals. Although Ling Tianyu was destroyed this time, Xiao Tianling's sword almost crippled me, so I must recover as soon as possible."

He stretched out his hand, and a stream of blood gushed out from his palm, turning into a blood mist that enveloped the monks. Screams instantly resounded throughout the secret room, and the flesh and blood of the monks withered rapidly, turning into pure blood energy, which was absorbed by the blood pool. The red color in the blood pool became more intense, and the water in the pool rolled and made a low roar, as if cheering.

Xue Kuangtian closed his eyes and let the blood flow into his body. His wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his originally pale face gradually turned rosy. He murmured to himself in a low and strange voice: "Xiao Tianling, although you stopped me for a while, you still lost in the end. Now that Lingtianyu is in the bag of this sect, who can stop my blood path?"

At this time, the atmosphere in the secret room became increasingly gloomy, and the monks who had been sucked dry turned into shrunken corpses and collapsed on the ground. However, the blood pool seemed particularly happy, with blood waves surging and emitting a strong bloody aura.

Xue Kuangtian slowly opened his eyes, a sinister look flashed in his eyes: "Pass the order down, speed up the elimination of the remnants of Lingtian Territory. As for the other large domains... they will surrender to me sooner or later. The blood of Lingtian Territory is just the beginning!"