This Blood Curse Art was another method of using infernal energy.
Infernal energy was a type of curse power, but the Great Expansion Universe didn't have a systematic method of using infernal energy.
Chen Huangyi, who had taught Luo Zheng the Yi God Sword, had developed a method of using infernal energy to suppress one's emotions and cultivate the Severing Emotions Divine Dao.
In comparison, the saints were far more skilled in using infernal energy.
They could freely transfer the curses within the infernal energy …
A single life form's curse power before death was miniscule. But when a large number of curses were added together, it was terrifying.
This Blood Curse Art only targeted races of the same origin.
For instance, a Blood Curse Art created with human blood was only effective on humans. It had no effect on other races or other life forms.
Thus, once the Blood Curse Art was successfully released, the Blood Curse Art created with human blood would completely target humans. As for the saints, demons, demons, and even various vicious beasts, it wouldn't affect them …
Only after a human reached the Empyrean realm would they no longer fear the Blood Curse Art. Even World Lords would be affected. If they stayed in an area covered by the Blood Curse Art for too long, even World Lords would be corroded!
Now that the saints had conquered a great world, they would immediately create the Blood Curse Art. Like this, they wouldn't have to worry about the humans taking over, unless the other side used an Empyrean to remove the Blood Curse Art.
But in this situation, the Empyreans of the Great Expansion Universe were all hidden within the Empyrean Race. If they dared to come alone, they wouldn't be able to return. After all, the humans had already lost three Empyreans. With each death of an Empyrean, the scales of victory tilted in the saints' favor.
This was a step-by-step strategy.
"Shua!"
The whip suddenly lashed down like a venomous snake swooping down.
If the whip really hit, the old woman and the ponytailed girl would be turned into a bloody mist.
The surrounding mortals all had cold and tired expressions. Not a single one of them dared to help.
In the eyes of these humans, the saints were demonic existences. Anyone that dared to resist would be crushed to death like an ant.
Four hours ago, over a hundred people were shouting to rest. But, the saints didn't care at all and directly lashed out with the whip.
As the whip swept out, it was like a sharp knife, directly splitting over a hundred people in half, causing them to miserably fall into a pool of blood.
From then on, everyone understood that they shouldn't try to beg the saints for mercy. Doing so would only make them die faster.
But at this moment, a figure wearing a golden dragon robe suddenly flashed out, grabbed the little girl's arm, and suddenly rolled to the side!
Just as the little girl left her original spot, the whip landed heavily on the old woman's body.
The old woman's frail body was instantly pulverized by the whip. She turned into a cloud of blood mist and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
"King … King …"
When the little girl saw the person who had saved her, she was also stunned.
The middle-aged man in a yellow robe nodded at the little girl in his arms. He raised his head and said in a clear voice, "Lord Sacred Clan, I will lead my subjects and continue on our way. Please forgive me, Lord!"
The group of over 300,000 mortals came from the country of Xi, and this yellow-robed man was the king of the country of Xi. He was also the only Divine Reflection warrior in the country.
The country of Xi had been developing well for the past few years, and they had even established two second grade sects. The king of Xi was the Sect Chief of one of the second grade sects.
Facing the saints king of the saints, the king of a small country was completely helpless.
He knew that the saints wanted to send his people to the Seven Absolutes Immortal City for blood sacrifice. But, he was powerless against the saints, and could only cooperate with them as they migrated to the Seven Absolutes Immortal City.
In the process of migration alone, more than 100,000 of the 500,000 citizens of the State of Xi had perished. A small portion of them had been killed by the Saint Clan, while the majority had died from exhaustion.
"Forgive me? I want you to forgive me! What if you waste my time? "The Divine Core saint stared at the king of Xi and said with a cold voice.
The king of Xi was extremely angry, but he knew that these few hundred thousand mortals didn't even have the right to fight for their lives. These saints were driving these few hundred thousand mortals like they were herding a herd of sheep.
"I'll supervise my people and ask them to speed up." The king of Xi promised.
"Hmph! That's good! "
In the eyes of the Saint Race cultivators, the King of the State of Xi was also nothing more than an insignificant ant. However, these hundreds of thousands of people were only able to travel smoothly because of the King of Xi's constant deployment. Without this fellow, the speed of their journey would have been much slower! Many more people would die along the way.
In fact, the saints didn't want too many mortals to die. After all, the reason they were rushing these mortals to the Seven Absolutes Immortal City was to squeeze out their blood. If more than half of them died along the way, the losses would outweigh the gains.
The king of Xi sighed, then he said to a minister standing next to him helplessly. "Pass down my order, ask everyone to speed up."
That official was in his seventies. Although he was also a martial artist, his body was not as good as it used to be. Even a young man in his prime would find it unbearable to travel forty miles a day, let alone an old man like him.
"But my king … they can't hold on any longer!" The minister said with grief and indignation.
Along the way, many mortals had died from exhaustion. Wasn't this just pushing them to their deaths?
"We have no choice, just bear with it for a little longer." The king of Xi said with a deep voice.
"Bear with it? Until when? Send us to the Seven Absolutes Immortal City and let the saints suck our blood dry? "The man who spoke was a general from Xi.
This general was a peak Xiantian warrior, and he had a fiery temper. After enduring for so long, he couldn't bear it any longer!
"You're right! We're still going to die! "
"Since we're going to die anyway, why don't we just fight them!"
"So what if we die? I'd rather everyone die more comfortably!"
Humans were not lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Lambs didn't know their own fate, so they would be very obedient until the very last moment.
If they knew that they would die if they continued, then there would be no need to continue. Since they were going to die anyway, why should they contribute to the saints?
The rebellious emotions that had been suppressed for so long began to spread, and some low level warriors and mortals began to explode!
As for the little girl with the ponytail, she buried her head in the king's chest, not lifting it up at all. Her grandmother had died right in front of her, and to a child of her age, this world was filled with evil intentions.
"What's all the noise! You're courting death! "
Hearing the ruckus below, the saint race martial artists in the air suddenly raised the whips in their hands and lashed out at Lin Ming!
The long whip exploded with an explosive sound, and a vigorous force immediately spread out!
"Pa!"
Several people were instantly torn to pieces, and their broken limbs flew all over the sky. Screams rang out one after another.
The eyes of the Xiantian realm warriors turned red, and they could no longer bear it!
"Fight!"
"Kill him!"
"Even if we have to die, let's die a quick death …"
These Xiantian realm warriors couldn't fly, so they had to jump high into the air with the help of the mountain walls, then they threw themselves at the saint warriors.
A mocking expression emerged on the saint warriors' face. "With just you? You don't even have the qualifications to fight with your lives! "
If a rabbit fought with its life on the line against a human, it would be a ridiculous scene. This was what the saint warriors were thinking.
After saying that, the saint warriors raised the long whip in their hands. The long whip kept twisting and turning into numerous snake shadows, then they shot toward the Xiantian realm warriors.
The king of Xi closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to watch this scene, and the pain in his heart made his face twist.
Three months ago, he was still having a bunch of concubines, and the entire kingdom was living a leisurely and carefree life. Who would have thought that just a few months later, he would bring his Xi kingdom into the abyss?
He was powerless to stop this from happening, and this was the sorrow of a weakling.
If he was strong enough, strong enough to kill that Divine Core warrior, then perhaps he would be able to save his subjects …
"So, being weak is a sin?" The king lamented in his mind.
But in the next moment, the king didn't hear any screams. Instead, he heard a surprised cry from the saint warriors. "Who are you?!"
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