#162 - Chapter 162 Yunlong was killed by the Demon Cult
Inside the Changgu Grotto-Heaven, deep within the palace.
The ball of flesh floating above the blood pool stretched out limbs.
Absorbing so much flesh and blood allowed it to develop limbs.
Once it devours all the remaining people, it can restore its body and be resurrected.
"Soon, I'll be resurrected!"
"Chen Wu, don't you dare disappoint me!" The Changgu Great Emperor sneered.
In the blood pool, eight blood shadows emerged, bowing in unison: "Congratulations, Father, on your full-blooded resurrection!"
"Hahahaha… No one can stop my resurrection!" The Changgu Great Emperor laughed loudly.
"Many from the Demonic Cult have entered; this time, they will all die!"
He harbored immense hatred for the Demonic Cult.
His originally happy life ultimately ended at the hands of the Demonic Emperor.
This hatred is irreconcilable!
…
On the circular platform.
The stars in the sky dwindled.
Yet, Ye Kong and his disciples had obtained nothing.
It wasn't that they couldn't seize anything; rather, the cultivation methods and secret manuals that fell were simply discarded by them.
They needed resources, not cultivation manuals.
Weapons were also unnecessary.
Not far away, Yunlong only collected tokens, taking nothing else.
These items, which were great opportunities for ordinary cultivators, were worthless in the eyes of an Imperial Son.
Before long,
only two or three stars remained in the sky.
The atmosphere grew heavy.
The people from逍遥 Peak had gained nothing, so most people ignored them.
The major sects had all obtained considerable benefits.
After the circular platform stopped rotating, the Demonic Cult immediately attacked Chen Wu.
Chen Wu, disguised as Yunlong, didn't have time to react before the Demonic Cult's attacks came.
"Courting death!" Chen Wu slammed out a palm, and the blood-red handprint directly shattered a Demonic Cult disciple.
Immediately afterward, Chen Wu condensed a blood bow with spiritual power.
As Chen Wu drew the blood bow, blood arrows condensed.
"Yunlong, interesting. Let's attack together!" The Demonic Cult's leader said softly, leading the Demonic Cult to launch an attack.
The orthodox sects didn't take action; whoever killed the last person from the Heavenly Dragon Sect would offend the Heavenly Dragon Sect.
If the Demonic Cult killed him, that would be fine.
After the Demonic Cult killed him, they could just snatch from the Demonic Cult.
"Hmph, ants." Chen Wu snorted coldly; in his eyes, everyone present was nourishment for his father's resurrection.
Ye Kong remained calm, manipulating his spiritual power to scatter the blood arrows in Chen Wu's hand, then using spiritual power to imprison Chen Wu's spiritual power and blood energy.
After Chen Wu released his hand, the blood arrows suddenly dissipated.
"This is impossible!" Chen Wu's expression changed drastically; just as he was about to mobilize his spiritual power to continue condensing blood arrows, he discovered that his spiritual power had been imprisoned.
Chen Wu looked around in a panic, seeing Ye Kong, who was leisurely standing with his hands behind his back.
Could it be him?
Before Chen Wu could think more, the Demonic Cult's attacks had already landed.
Several attacks from the Demonic Cult all struck Chen Wu's body.
Bang!
Chen Wu's body exploded directly, and a blood shadow escaped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ye Kong turned to look at the black hole below, picked up a small stone, and threw it down.
"Master, don't bother trying; this space has been stretched and is bottomless," Xiao Qing said.
Testing the waters with a stone, not even looking at where he was.
Ye Kong smiled and said nothing more.
Chen Wu, who was fleeing, was unable to condense blood arrows or mobilize spiritual power, and was running away in a panic.
Before he had run far, he suddenly sensed a strong sense of threat.
Looking back, a stone like a meteor fell, scattering his body and annihilating his soul in his horrified expression.
He didn't even have time to make a sound.
The moment Chen Wu died, the Changgu Great Emperor deep within the palace reacted instantly, and a thick blood vessel connected to the ball of flesh snapped.
"Chen Wu… is dead…" The Changgu Great Emperor said softly, followed by rage.
"Who dares to kill my son!!!"
"Who is stopping my resurrection!!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"
The Changgu Great Emperor roared hysterically, the palace shaking, the Changgu Grotto-Heaven shaking.
Chen Wu was dead, and a blood vessel was broken.
He would need even longer to resurrect.
He couldn't wait any longer; he didn't want to wait slowly.
His nine sons, soaked in the blood pool, were actually there to deliver flesh and blood to him, allowing him to resurrect.
Now that one Chen Wu had died, breaking a blood vessel, he would need even more to resurrect.
"You've stopped my resurrection twice, just you wait!"
"Even if this Emperor doesn't resurrect at full strength, I will make you pay the price!" The Changgu Great Emperor roared.
He could resurrect, but his body would be flawed, and his strength wouldn't fully recover.
But he couldn't wait any longer; he wanted to kill!
…
Outside the Changgu Grotto-Heaven.
The people from the major sects watched as the Changgu Secret Realm convulsed once again, and everyone's expression was unsightly.
Each convulsion resulted in the death of many people.
No one knew what exactly was happening inside.
"The Changgu Grotto-Heaven cannot be opened in the future," a member of the orthodox sects said.
This time, too many people had been lost; the major sects had all suffered considerable damage.
And the Heavenly Dragon Sect had suffered the most severe losses.
"There are still half a month left; once they come out, we will know what exactly happened inside."
"How many can come out in half a month?"
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent again.
How many could come out?
They didn't know either.
…
On the circular platform.
The orthodox disciples took out their image-recording stones, recording the scene of the Demonic Cult disciples besieging and killing the young sect master of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, Yunlong.
Yunlong's death had nothing to do with them.
As for why they didn't help, what a joke; they were already fighting on their own, who would help?
As Yunlong died, the orthodox sects also launched an attack on the Demonic Cult, snatching tokens.
With Yunlong's death, the two tokens he obtained all fell into the hands of the Demonic Cult.
"Are these tokens so important?" Xiaobai asked, puzzled.
Was it really necessary to fight so fiercely for a token?
"Tokens, it is said that they are passes to the palace of the Changgu Great Emperor," Su Qingwan explained.
She led the disciples of the Myriad Flowers Peak, staying by Ye Kong's side, not going over to snatch anything.
"I see." Xiaobai nodded, looking at her master.
Sighing.
"Ah, what a pity."
They originally had a chance too, but it was slapped away by their master.
"Once the circular platform lands, we can enter the palace, right?" Ye Kong asked.
Su Qingwan nodded, saying, "Yes, once we cross the last natural barrier, we can go in."
Upon hearing this, Ye Kong looked towards the direction of the palace with his hands behind his back, thinking to himself:
Once I take my disciples into the palace, I will come back and kill you, saving you from causing trouble.
