The Land of Blood Massacre was the most dangerous place in the Three Thousand Lesser Realms.
It was shrouded in a thick bloody mist all year round. The stench of blood filled the air, and the killing intent was overwhelming. Ordinary cultivators did not dare to enter.
Those who could survive in the Land of Blood Massacre were all powerful characters.
At this moment, several figures appeared in the forest surrounding the Land of Blood Massacre. They were Nie Tian and the others.
In three days, Nie Tian and Tang Hao arrived at the Land of Blood Massacre from Xumi Spiritual Capital. After Old Ye escorted Mo Ruxi and the others back to Heaven Luo City, he hurried over to meet up with Nie Tian.
Other than Nie Tian, Tang Hao, and Old Ye, there were two other figures: Raindrop and Hu Xiao Li.
Nie Tian glanced at Hu Xiao Li. He did not forget his promise to retrieve the Red Lotus beast essence for her.
"Let's go in." Raindrop looked at the Land of Blood Massacre. Her gaze trembled, and she was the first to step in.
Nie Tian and the others followed.
Stepping into the Land of Blood Massacre once again, Nie Tian had a completely different feeling.
His spiritual power had reached level 64, and his perception far surpassed that of ordinary people.
Previously, he could only feel the suffocating stench of blood in the air. But now, he could feel that the air was filled with some kind of restrictive power.
Nie Tian guessed that it was this restrictive power that prevented people from leaving the Land of Blood Massacre.
It was the same as Xue Er's inability to leave the Destiny Forest. If the restrictive power was not broken, the restrictive power in her body would act up.
"The Land of Blood Massacre is the same as other places, just that it's crueler. Those without strength cannot survive here," Raindrop said indifferently as they walked.
Nie Tian and the others had a clear goal this time. They were going to the Blood Altar in the Land of Blood Massacre.
Nie Tian learned from Raindrop that the Blood Altar was in the deepest part of the Land of Blood Massacre. Not only were there all kinds of powerful spiritual beasts, but there were also a few extremely powerful Blood Massacre Sages guarding it.
Normally, it would be difficult to even get close to the Blood Altar.
One could well imagine how difficult it would be for Nie Tian to take the altar away.
The blood-colored altar had the power of rebirth, and it was very likely that it was the legendary eighth mystical flame, the Nirvana Sacred Heart. This was the key to awakening Mo Ruxi, and no matter what, Nie Tian had to obtain it.
As he got closer and closer to the heart of the Land of Bloody Massacre, Nie Tian could feel the stench of blood in the air thickening, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Who is it?" Right at this moment, an explosive shout sounded out, and then a few dozen figures suddenly descended and surrounded Nie Tian and the others.
These people were all wearing ghost masks. They were the guards of the Land of Bloody Massacre.
"Hmm?" Nie Tian narrowed his eyes slightly. The aura of the person in front of him was very familiar. He immediately remembered this person, Ma Ninger.
The last time Nie Tian had left the Land of Bloody Slaughter, he had been chased by the Bloody Slaughter Guards. The person who had chased him was Ma Ninger.
"It's you!" Ma Ninger also recognized Nie Tian. His sinister eyes trembled slightly, and then he saw Ruo Zhence. He was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered, "Ruo Zhence, you have indeed betrayed us. Great Zhence has wasted his efforts in nurturing you."
Ruo Zhence's eyes trembled, but he did not speak.
The Great Zhence that Ma Ninger mentioned was his teacher.
"You talk too much!" Nie Tian smiled Cold. He took a step forward, released his restrained aura, and a Sword Will whistled out.
Swoosh! The Sword Will was cold and fierce. A bright sword radiance swept past, and Ma Ninger's head fell to the ground.
When the other Bloody Slaughter Guards saw this scene, they were all stunned and looked at Nie Tian in disbelief.
Ma Ninger was an ancient martial art practitioner at the third tier of the Spirit Wheel, and she was killed just like that. The strength of this young man in front of them was so terrifying!
The next moment, a word came to everyone's mind. "Run!"
However, it was too late.
Old Man Ye took a step forward, and Sword Will gushed out from his whole body. The violent and overbearing Sword Will seemed to be tangible. More than a dozen Bloody Slaughter Guards did not even have the time to scream before they died on the spot.
Not far away, someone saw this scene and sucked in a breath of cold air.
Someone actually killed the Bloody Slaughter Guards in the Land of Bloody Massacre. Was this not courting death?
"Let's go!" Nie Tian said indifferently. They had already been discovered, and they had to rush to the Blood-red Altar as soon as possible.
"Stop!" At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and a figure descended from the sky. It was a young ancient martial art practitioner who looked to be in his early twenties.
"Hmm?" Nie Tian looked at the person who had arrived and frowned. His heart suddenly sank. The strength of this young ancient martial art practitioner in front of him was actually at the eighth tier of the Spirit Wheel!
In the 3,000 Small Worlds, there was almost no one who could reach the eighth tier of the Spirit Wheel at this age. Even Mo Yu had only reached the ninth tier of the Spirit Wheel with the help of external forces.
More importantly, Nie Tian noticed that this person's body was surging with a layer of faint air current, and the bloody smell in the air could not get close to him.
"A seventh-tier spiritual stratagem robe. Who is this person?" Nie Tian was quite surprised. He could see that this person was actually wearing a seventh-tier spiritual stratagem robe. It was this robe that prevented the bloody smell from getting close to him.
In the 3,000 Small Worlds, there was absolutely no one who could create a seventh-tier spiritual stratagem robe. There was only one possibility — this person was not from the 3,000 Small Worlds!
"White-haired fellow, what is your name?" That person raised his eyebrows and locked his gaze on Nie Tian with an arrogant expression.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" Nie Tian replied indifferently.
"Hmm?" That person sized up Nie Tian, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes. Then, he smiled playfully and said, "I am just very curious. How can a person from the lower worlds like you be able to condense such a terrifying Sword Will? Furthermore, your strength is also not bad. You are actually at the fourth tier of the Spirit Wheel. Your name is now qualified for me to know. "
Nie Tian shook his head slightly and did not deny it.
This person immediately said that Nie Tian was from the lower worlds. This undoubtedly meant that he was from the middle world or the upper world. It was no wonder that he was so strong and had a seventh-tier spiritual stratagem robe.
This person did not look like he was from the Land of Sanguinity. Moreover, he seemed to have just arrived at the Land of Sanguinity. Ye Futian did not know why he was here.
Nie Tian glanced at him. He did not want to waste any more time talking to him and turned to leave.
Even if he was from the Sumeru World, Nie Tian did not care.
If he put away his arrogance and asked nicely, perhaps Nie Tian would still answer him. But now, there was no need to answer at all.
"Hmm?" That person's handsome face froze slightly. A cold murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. He shouted, "Brat, I am talking to you. Did you not hear me?"
Almost at the same time, a gush of Sword Will gushed out of his body and directly attacked Nie Tian.
He was an ancient martial art practitioner from the Sumeru World, but he was ignored by an ancient martial art practitioner from the lower worlds. How could he not be angry?
The sharp Sword Will whizzed out, and the surrounding space actually froze in an instant. An ear-piercing sword hum sounded in the air, and a terrifying Sword Qi instantly bloomed.
"Sword Force!" Nie Tian's expression changed slightly. Then, the corner of his mouth curled up strangely.
He did not expect that his opponent was also a swordsman, and a Sword Force swordsman at that!
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