"I'm cruel by nature?"
"A general's success is built on thousands of dead bodies. Which expert whose name shakes the world doesn't have hands stained with blood?"
"For example, how many living beings have died in the hands of the nine heaven-defying battle clans? I'm afraid the number is uncountable. But why can they become saviors in the eyes of the world? What right do they have to be respected by the world? "
"At the end of the day, it's still the strong who are respected. The strong can bully the weak at will, and the weak must bow their heads in front of the strong and flatter them. This is the law of survival since ancient times, and no one can change it."
Wutian's eyes were full of mockery, as if he was explaining a very simple principle. His tone was flat.
But when these words fell into the middle-aged man's ears, it set off a thousand waves in his heart.
Because he sensed hatred from these words, and it was hatred towards the nine peak battle clans!
"The second move of the Blood Burial, Burial of Desire!"
Wutian spoke again.
The two drops of blood tears above his head merged together at the same time as his voice fell, and an obscure wave spread out in all directions!
When the wave enveloped the middle-aged man, he immediately stopped in the void, and his face was filled with ecstasy. Then, he laughed wildly as if he had suddenly gone mad!
At this moment, the three elders of the Seven Kills Battle Clan, as well as all the living beings in this world, burst out uncontrollably from the depths of their hearts. Their eyes were filled with all kinds of desires, and they laughed wildly as if they had gone mad!
"Burial of Desire is not to erase your desires, but to lure out the desires in the depths of your heart and satisfy your desires spiritually, spiritually, and spiritually. Let your body and mind be immersed in ecstasy until finally, you are buried in the endless sea of desire."
Wutian walked towards the middle-aged man while explaining the true meaning of Burial Desire. His robe and white hair fluttered in the wind. He looked like a celestial being who had descended to the mortal world, exuding an otherworldly aura.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have transformed into a ruthless Grim Reaper. Divine power covered his fists, and he threw out nine punches at lightning speed!
After the nine punches, the middle-aged man's head exploded like a watermelon!
His soul was annihilated, and blood stained the sky!
A Tenth Tribulation Deity was killed so easily. Ling Chenye, who was watching from afar, was shocked. His eyes were filled with disbelief!
No one in the world would believe that an Eighth Tribulation Divine Being could kill a Tenth Tribulation Divine Being with such ease if they did not witness it with their own eyes!
This was simply a fantasy story!
However, it was happening right before his eyes.
What kind of face was hidden under that blood-red mask?
While Ling Chenye was in a daze, Wutian launched an iron-blooded attack and killed the three elders one by one, taking away their space bracelets.
"Shua!"
Ling Chenye flashed a few times and came to Wutian's side. His eyes lit up as he asked, "Big Brother Fu Chou, even a Tenth Tribulation Divine Spirit would fall for it. What kind of supernatural power is that Tears of Burial and Desire of Burial? How could he be so powerful? "
Wutian didn't answer him or look at him. He lowered his head and looked at the Seven Kills Battle Clan clansmen. He said in a low voice, "All of this has lost the meaning of existence."
"What?"
Ling Chenye's expression changed as he exclaimed, "Big Brother Fu Chou, are you going to kill them all?"
"What? Do you have a problem with that? "
Wutian turned to look at him.
Ling Chenye's gaze trembled as large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He smiled apologetically and said, "No, no, how would I dare to have a problem with that? As long as Big Brother Fu Chou is happy, you can do whatever you want."
"If the strong can bully the weak, why can't I?"
Wutian's eyes shone with a bright light. He would rather die than submit, he was indomitable!
In an instant, the flowers, trees, ferocious beasts, and humans within hundreds of millions of kilometers disintegrated, turning into a sea of energy that was absorbed into his body in one breath.
His aura suddenly soared and he was one step closer to becoming a Ninth Tribulation Divine Being!
Ling Chenye looked down at the barren land in a daze. Such a method could be said to be inhumane, but he couldn't help but admire it.
He had seen many people and many experts, but no one could compare to this person in terms of domineering aura and courage!
Instead of saying that he was a terrifying devil, it was better to say that he was an awe-inspiring overlord!
Just as Ling Chenye's emotions were surging, Wutian smashed the giant mountain with a finger. The four divine-level spirit meridians were awakened and roared out of the smoke and dust.
"Confine!"
Wutian roared and his divine power spread in all directions. The four spirit meridians were immediately confined in the void.
Immediately after, the four spirit meridians began to collapse. Majestic energy filled the world, but in the end, it all poured into Wutian's body.
However, absorbing the energy of the four spirit meridians did not allow him to break through to the Ninth Tribulation Divine Being as he wished.
According to his estimation, he might need at least two more spirit meridians.
Wutian looked at Ling Chenye and asked, "Are there any other races nearby?"
"There's a first-class race called the Blood Refining Battle Race. It's only three years away from here." Ling Chenye answered instinctively and then asked, "Big Brother Fu Chou, are you trying to break through to the Ninth Tribulation Divine Being?"
Wutian nodded.
"Inhale!"
Ling Chenye could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. He felt as if he was dreaming and his head was dizzy.
If he remembered correctly, this person had just completed the Divine Tribulation a hundred years ago and broke through to the Eighth Tribulation Divine Being. However, he said that he was already trying to break through to the Ninth Tribulation Divine Being. Was this true?
Ling Chenye calmed himself down and asked carefully, "Big Brother Fu Chou, have you stabilized your realm?"
Wutian nodded again.
"Huff!"
"Inhale!"
Ling Chenye's mind collapsed. He bent over, pressed his chest, and panted hard.
This was not an act. He really found it difficult to breathe.
One must know that even a genius among geniuses and a monster among monsters would need thousands of years to stabilize the realm of the Eighth Tribulation Divine Being.
Those with decent talent or ordinary living beings would need tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years or millions of years!
However, this guy in front of him only needed a hundred years!
What kind of reincarnation was he?
How could there be such a freak in the world?
If this news were to spread, who knew how many geniuses would be angered to death. Who knew how many old monsters would bang their heads against the wall?
"Big Brother Fu Chou, are you really not lying to me?"
Ling Chenye asked again, still in disbelief.
Wutian said indifferently, "Do I need to lie to you? You said that you have a feud with the Seven Kills Clan, but why didn't you show any joy of avenging the Seven Kills Clan after they were destroyed? Or are you emotional? "
"Ah!"
Ling Chenye was shocked. A trace of panic appeared in his eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. He said sadly, "I want to be happy, but so what if I've avenged my family? Can my parents be resurrected? No, everything is a foregone conclusion. I'm still all alone. Nothing has changed. "
"Sigh!"
Ling Chenye sighed deeply and looked at Wutian. "Big Brother Fu Chou, you've never experienced what I did. You'll never understand how I feel."
Wutian looked away. Did he really not understand?
No!
He understood better than anyone the loneliness of not having parents, relatives, and friends.
He just didn't want to show his weak side in front of others.
"Phew!"
Secretly exhaling a long breath, Wutian calmed his fluctuating mood and said indifferently, "Take me to the Blood Refining Battle Clan."
"Okay, okay."
Ling Chenye quickly responded and flew south with Wutian. He said, "Big Brother Fu Chou, can you tell me the mysteries of Tears Burial and Desire Burial? I feel that these two abilities are beyond the scope of abilities. "
Wutian shook his head and said, "There are some things that you won't understand even if I tell you. I can only tell you that Tears Burial and Desire Burial are indeed beyond the scope of abilities. But it's not a level, it's a level."
Ling Chenye asked, "What level?"
Wutian didn't answer.
Other divine abilities, regardless of whether they were spirit divine abilities or martial divine abilities, dealt direct damage to the physical body, godhead, or soul. However, the Four Styles of Blood Burial directly attacked a person's mind and soul.
In simple terms, spirit and martial abilities were tangible attacks, while the Four Styles of Bloody Burial were intangible attacks. This was the difference in level.
These principles were simple and difficult at the same time.
For Wutian, who had comprehended them, it was easy to understand, but for a layman like Ling Chenye, it was incomparably profound.
Seeing that Wutian didn't want to explain, Ling Chenye tactfully didn't ask any more questions.
On the way to the Blood Refining Clan, they encountered many powerful existences, but they were all dealt with by Wutian.
Originally, Ling Chenye thought that after interacting with Wutian along the way, he would be able to understand him thoroughly. But in the end, he found that the other party was still a mystery.
The feeling that Wutian gave him was that apart from being heaven-defying, there was only mystery.
Three years later, the two of them arrived at the Blood Refining Clan.
Wutian didn't say a single word. He used his fierce means to uproot the Blood Refining Battle Tribe and capture the three Divine Grade Spirit Veins!
The overall strength of the Blood Refining Clan was slightly inferior to the Seven Kills Clan and they only had three spirit meridians.
The result was not unexpected. After absorbing the second divine spirit meridian, he ushered in the Ninth Tribulation of the Divine Spirit Realm.
Without any suspense, he passed through the Divine Spirit Realm easily. Ling Chenye was already used to it.
However, what should he do with the remaining spirit meridian?
Wutian pondered for a moment. Finally, under Ling Chenye's reminder, he used a great ability to shrink the spirit meridian and suppress it in his Qi Sea!
This way, it was equivalent to having a spirit meridian that provided him with an endless supply of energy.
At the same time, because of Ling Chenye's reminder, he came up with a plan!
Collect the spirit meridian!
While stabilizing his realm, he collected the spirit meridian and used the same method to suppress the spirit meridian in his Qi Sea. Once his realm stabilized, he would break through to the Tenth Tribulation of the Divine Spirit Realm!
After learning about this plan, Ling Chenye was stunned!
How could this person be so crazy? Why was Wutian so unreasonable?
Wasn't he afraid that he would attract the attention of the Nine Heaven-Defying Clans?
Wasn't he afraid that he would become the public enemy of the Eastern Continent?
Wutian wasn't afraid, but Ling Chenye was!
If he brought Wutian to rob the spirit meridians of the various clans, he would be an accomplice. When the time came, he wouldn't be able to prove his innocence even if he had ten mouths.
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