Although Wang Baole wasn't sure why, according to Little Missy, the scripture would cause strange transformations in Heaven and Earth, creating a power that could slaughter all living things. To Wang Baole, it was a very strange and mysterious thing.
However, as soon as he heard the scripture, an indescribable feeling rose up in his heart. It was as if the scripture contained some indescribable meaning. That was especially true of the last few words, which were filled with shocking power.
If it had been any other time, Wang Baole would have doubted it and found a way to test it out indirectly to see if it was useful before trying it out himself. But now, in this dangerous tree hollow, facing the attack of hundreds of assimilated cultivators, Wang Baole, who was casting spells and thinking at the same time, had no time to think too much.
"Let's give it a try!" Wang Baole threw out a punch. With a wave of his hand, large flashes of lightning and Sea of Fire were unleashed simultaneously, destroying the ten assimilated cultivators charging towards him. His eyes shone brightly, and he took a deep breath. He was about to open his mouth and recite the scripture.
However, it was at this exact moment that ….
Before Wang Baole could finish the scripture, an indescribable qi and blood power surged up behind him, followed by a massive boom!!
The power of the Blood Qi transformed into a Qi and Blood tempest that swept out in all directions. At the same time, it emanated a shocking murderous aura that caused all of the assimilated Cultivators to tremble violently and stop in their tracks.
It was as if a consummate, murderous weapon had just awoken!
Even the tree hollow began to tremble, and signs of corrosion appeared on the walls. It all happened too quickly, too suddenly. Wang Baole's heart pounded, and he began to pant. He looked back … and saw that behind him, next to Zhao Yameng, Zhuo Yifan, who had been seriously injured and on the verge of death, was now … floating up into the air!!
He wasn't standing, but rather, floating in mid-air. His eyes were bright red, and he radiated a murderous aura, as if he were carrying mountains of corpses and seas of blood on his back. The indescribably dense qi and blood was emanating from him.
"What's going on!?!?" Wang Baole was shaken. Just now, he had almost shouted the scripture, and had never imagined that Zhuo Yifan would have such a trump card.
It was clear that Zhuo Yifan wasn't in the right state of mind. While Wang Baole was still reeling from the shock, Zhuo Yifan moved. With a sudden flick of his body, he stepped into the air. As he dashed forward, he raised his right hand and pressed it against the back of his neck, pulling hard …
As Wang Baole gasped, he saw with his own eyes that Zhuo Yifan had pulled out … a crimson blood sword from the back of his neck!
The blade of the sword was formed from blood, while the body and hilt were made from bone. Zhuo Yifan's face was twisted with pain as he pulled it out. He didn't say a word, but instead, he was like a fiendish star as he attacked!
He moved as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was upon one of the assimilated Cultivators. When the blood sword slashed out, the assimilated Cultivator's body trembled violently, and in the blink of an eye, he was transformed into a puddle of blood ….
The killing of a living being seemed to have stimulated his bloodlust. Zhuo Yifan moved even faster, transforming into a bloody blur. Everywhere he went, the blood turned into a river of blood!!
In the space of a few dozen breaths, dozens of the assimilated Cultivators had been killed. Clearly, the Cultivators who had been turned into puddles of blood had lost their ability to regenerate!
However, Zhuo Yifan's aura of blood was even stronger than before, and his murderous aura was even stronger!!
"He's not controlling the sword," thought Meng Hao, "the sword … is controlling him!!" Wang Baole's mind focused. Suddenly, the tree hole began to shake, and a cold snort echoed out.
The voice was like countless bolts of lightning exploding, causing Wang Baole's entire body to tremble. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and so did Zhao Yameng. At the same time, as the cold snort sounded, a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe walked out from the tree wall in the distance!
He looked like a human, but his face was covered with tree veins. His eyes were cold and sinister, and emanated a ferocious aura. As soon as he appeared, a Foundation Establishment Cultivation base exploded out from him. The intensity of his aura surpassed that of any other Foundation Establishment Cultivator Wang Baole had ever encountered.
"The great circle of Foundation Establishment. Only a sliver away from Core Formation!!" Said Zhao Yameng quickly. Her voice was calm, and she no longer hesitated or struggled. She closed her eyes.
Although he had noticed something strange about Zhao Yameng, in this moment of crisis, Wang Baole didn't have the time to ask about her. As soon as the black-robed man appeared, the aura in the tree hole was thrown into chaos. The assimilated Cultivators all dropped to their knees to kowtow. Clearly, this black-robed man was their master!
Because of that, it wasn't difficult to guess who this person was …. He was the humanoid body formed by the tree!!
The moment he appeared, the black-robed middle-aged man didn't even look at Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng. His expression was cold and arrogant. With a single step, he appeared in front of Zhuo Yifan. With a dark expression, he raised his right hand and waved it violently.
Instantly, a massive force sprang up. Innumerable leaves sprang up, transforming into a vortex that exploded. Amidst the roaring, Zhuo Yifan's body trembled violently. However, he did nothing to evade. Instead, his murderous aura surged, and his body trembled as if it were stimulating the potential of his life force. He waved the blood sword in his hand and slashed it toward the incoming vortex!!
Amidst the deafening boom, Zhuo Yifan's sword slashed the vortex in half. The violent shockwave swept out in all directions. Zhuo Yifan spat out a mouthful of blood as he staggered back to where Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng were. The bloodthirsty look in his eyes had dissipated significantly. Even the blood sword in his hand was melting, as if about to be absorbed into his body.
As for the black-robed middle-aged man, he continued standing in midair, allowing the windstorm that had been cut apart to charge past him. There was a faint wound on his face, but that wound healed rapidly, and in the span of a few breaths, it disappeared without a trace.
There was a strange glint in his eyes as he looked at Zhuo Yifan.
"It's a pity. If your cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment realm, you might have been able to affect me … after all, you are … the Five Generation Sky Clan's Blood Warrior!"
"Back then, I had only heard that the Five Generation Sky Clan had obtained a strange mystic technique. It requires several people of the same bloodline to complete it. One of them is the master, while the others are the soldiers. Everything has to be sacrificed, everything has to be sacrificed. Flesh and blood are to be the soldiers, and they will become the master's … Natal Weapon! To think that the Five Generation Sky Clan would actually use it … they are indeed an ancient family clan. They have the resources, the courage, and the cruelty! "
"I believe you have an elder brother or a younger brother. He is the true source of hope for your family clan. As for you … you are just a cauldron!"
The black-robed man's words caused Zhuo Yifan, who was gradually regaining his senses, to turn pale. He retreated once again, the blood sword in his hand completely absorbed into his body. His eyes were filled with sorrow, and he said nothing.
When Wang Baole heard this, his heart was in turmoil. His expression froze, and his eyes widened. He suddenly recalled Zhuo Yifan's elder brother, Zhuo Yixian, back in Spirit Breath Village …
He also remembered how Zhuo Yixian had deliberately suppressed Zhuo Yifan, preventing him from obtaining the seven-inch Spirit Root.
Clearly, the answer to all this wasn't as simple as it seemed. This involved the secrets of the Five Generation Sky Clan. Zhuo Yixian's actions were very likely to ensure that he could control the Combat Weapon skillfully in the future. He didn't want to allow the Combat Weapon to overshadow the master. Therefore, he wanted the Combat Weapon to grow, but he also had to suppress it to a certain extent, not surpassing the master of the Combat Weapon!
"I didn't expect that just by casually capturing three bugs, one of them would actually be a Combat Weapon … interesting." A look of greed flashed across the black-robed man's eyes. He was in a good mood. With a slight movement of his body, he charged towards Zhuo Yifan.
He moved with incredible speed, closing in on them in an instant. The power of his Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation base burst forth, forming a suppressive force that caused Wang Baole and the other two to lose their composure. Their cultivation bases trembled, and they seemed powerless before the black-robed man.
However, just as the black-robed man raised his right hand to grab Zhuo Yifan, a ferocious look appeared in Wang Baole's eyes. Just as he was about to roar out the scripture, suddenly … beside him, an aura that was even more shocking, majestic, and shocking than the aura that Zhuo Yifan had unleashed earlier suddenly erupted!
In the instant that a deafening rumble filled the air, Zhao Yameng's hair began to move without any wind. Waves of frightening air currents appeared out of thin air around her!
They were like whips that rapidly transformed from formless into tangible whips that swept out in all directions. Wherever they passed, the assimilated cultivators trembled. Once they came into contact with them, they immediately crumbled. The walls of the tree also began to tremble intensely at this moment.
Wang Baole's eyes widened again. He was no stranger to this scene. Years ago, during his battle with Zhao Yameng, she had appeared in this state while unconscious. At that time, she had still been in the Ancient Martial Arts Realm. The aura that erupted from her was extremely powerful and frightening. Now that she had reached the fourth level of the True Breath Realm, the power that erupted from her would definitely be unimaginable.
Even the black-robed man's expression changed drastically. He cried out involuntarily.
"Mutation!! There's a problem with your bloodline!!! " The black-robed man had never imagined that out of the three people that he had randomly captured, two of them were completely different from the rest. One was a rare Combat Weapon, and the other had an even rarer mutated bloodline!!
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