The power of hatred was great. It could make people stronger, but it could also make them crazy. Wang Yizhi was exactly like that.
Just like what that cultivator from the Bliss Demon Palace had said, why didn't the Bliss Demon Palace completely eradicate him back then? It was because Wang Yizhi was too weak. He was so weak that this matter didn't even reach the ears of the Palace Lord, Yan Beifeng.
Therefore, all these years, Wang Yizhi had been thinking of ways to cause trouble for the Bliss Demon Palace and kill their disciples. However, the impact on the Bliss Demon Palace was only equivalent to being bitten by a mosquito.
If Wang Yizhi hadn't gone overboard this time, killing the grandson of an elder from the Bliss Demon Palace, the matter definitely wouldn't have gotten this big.
His hatred made him give up on the idea of fighting in the other three domains and drag out an ignoble existence. He started to attack the Bliss Demon Palace's disciples in a frenzy. Perhaps from that day onwards, Wang Yizhi already had the will to die.
Wang Yizhi pulled out the longsword at his waist. His eyes flickered with a crazed killing intent, as well as a hint of despair.
"Bliss Demon Palace! I, Wang Yizhi, will fight you to the death in my next life! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yizhi actually took the initiative to charge forward and fight the two from the Bliss Demon Palace.
However, his strength was inferior to the two, and he had also suffered some injuries. Now that they were fighting intensely, he was already in danger in less than ten moves.
Shang Tianliang, who was watching from afar, poked Chu Xiu. "You're still not going to make a move? If you wait any longer, this kid will be killed. "
Chu Xiu said indifferently, "Don't worry, he won't die. Since he wants to be a savior, he has to act like one. If we don't force him into a dead end, how will he know the beauty of living?
A person who is completely consumed by hatred is crazy. Such a person is very useful, but it's easy for him to ruin things.
Therefore, when we really force him into a dead end, we'll make a move to save him and let him know how precious life is. Only then will he know how to cherish life and know how to be grateful, right? "
Shang Tianliang curled his lips. "Despicable. You really have a dirty heart."
"Is this the first time you've found out?"
Xing Bugong felt a little strange as he watched Chu Xiu and Shang Tianliang bicker.
These two people didn't seem like subordinates, and they didn't seem like friends either. Their relationship seemed a little strange.
Right at this moment, Chu Xiu glanced at the battlefield and said indifferently, "It's time for me to be the savior of the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Xiu took a step forward and disappeared before the two of them.
At this time, Wang Yizhi's mouth and nose were bleeding, and there were two more wounds on his body.
The longsword in his hand had long since been broken. His eyes flashed with madness, and the Qi and blood around his body condensed crazily. A ferocious blood-red ghost appeared behind him, brewing a powerful force. Clearly, he was prepared to drag someone down with him before he died.
However, the two Blissful Demon Palace cultivators exchanged a glance and sneered at the same time.
One of them made a hand seal, and two ghostly hands appeared under Wang Yizhi's feet, grabbing his legs.
In an instant, an extremely evil demonic Qi flowed along his legs and covered his entire body, rendering him unable to move for a moment.
At this time, one of the Blissful Demon Palace cultivators had already slashed with his demonic saber. The extremely evil demonic Qi drifted in all directions, condensing into a sharp blade that was already in front of him.
Wang Yizhi's face revealed a look of indignation. Even on the verge of death, he hadn't managed to kill a single person.
Just as he was about to give up all hope and wait for death, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The figure was extremely fast, as if it had materialized out of thin air.
Black hair and black robes fluttered in the wind, and the black iron mask engraved with mystical patterns made one involuntarily immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.
"Who are you?" Wang Yizhi couldn't help but ask.
"The savior, the savior who can save you from the abyss of suffering!"
Chu Xiu casually extended his hand, and two fingers easily clamped down on the Blissful Demon Palace cultivator's demonic saber.
The Blissful Demon Palace cultivator had a look of disbelief on his face as he cried out in shock, "Who are you …"
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Xiu released the demonic saber and tapped it lightly with his finger. In an instant, the demonic saber shattered!
And that wasn't the end of it. The terrifying cracks spread along the demonic saber to the Blissful Demon Palace cultivator's body. He didn't even have the chance to scream before his body began to shatter like the demonic saber, turning into ashes in the end!
Chu Xiu's gaze turned towards the other Blissful Demon Palace cultivator. The other party was still quite vigilant and decisive. The moment Chu Xiu made his move, he had already used the Blood Escape Secret Technique. His entire body radiated a bloody glow as he fled in another direction.
Chu Xiu merely waved his hand gently, and the cultivator who had been radiating a bloody glow let out a shrill cry. The bloody glow around him began to burn away at a speed ten times faster than before. In almost an instant, the cultivator's blood and qi had been burnt away, and he had turned into a dried corpse!
Wang Yizhi looked at the person in front of him. There was only one impression in his mind. Powerful. Incomparably powerful!
All of this seemed like a dream. This person had suddenly appeared in front of him and saved him from the despair and fear of death. He couldn't react to all of this.
After a long while, Wang Yizhi finally asked in a hoarse voice, "You are …"
Chu Xiu shook his head and said, "You don't need to ask who I am. All you need to know is that I can help you destroy the Blissful Demon Palace. That's enough. You also don't need to worry about me using you or anything like that. Right now, what else can you use other than your life? "
A complicated look appeared on Wang Yizhi's face. In the end, he shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "Yes, I have nothing left. My life was saved by you. Even if you really want my life, I can only hand it over to you. "
At this point, a deep hatred appeared on Wang Yizhi's face. "But even if I die, I'll drag the Blissful Demon Palace down with me! What do you need me to do to destroy the Blissful Demon Palace? "
"It's very simple. I just need you to listen to me!"
Chu Xiu's face was covered by the mask. Only his eyes revealed a deep look.
…
In a secret room in the deepest part of the Blissful Demon Palace, a shrill, angry howl came from within.
When the disciples guarding outside heard the sound and sensed the aura coming from within, their faces couldn't help but turn pale.
After a quarter of an hour, the door finally opened. Yan Beifeng walked out and dragged out a huge corpse. It looked like a human and a beast at the same time. However, there was a hideous human head on the huge body. Anyone who saw it would tremble with fear.
"The creation of the ghoul has failed. Record it down. The true spirits mixed together are too violent and can't be controlled. Forcefully controlling them will only cause the true spirit to self-destruct.
Next time when creating ghouls, get the people below to find some cultivators with strong wills and silently seize their primordial spirits to use as the main true spirit of the ghouls.
That's right, take care of this trash. "
Yan Beifeng gave some instructions to the cultivators guarding the door. With a wave of his hand, he called an old man over. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Old Man Gongsun, I asked you to investigate the cause of Ming Xuanyu's death and the destruction of the branch palace. It's been so long. Have you figured it out yet?"
The old man hurriedly replied, "Palace Lord, I've already investigated. It was done by the Barbarian Tribes in the depths of Southern China. They seem to hate our Blissful Demon Palace to the core. More than ten tribes joined forces and caused the entire branch palace to be completely destroyed by the Barbarian Tribes. No one survived."
Yan Beifeng frowned and said, "Are you sure there were no outsiders involved? Ming Xuanyu told me that those Barbarian Tribes are just sweeping the snow in front of their door. With their brains, they shouldn't be able to play such tricks. "
Elder Gongsun said cautiously, "Although those Barbarian Tribes aren't very smart, the Priests of the Barbarian Tribes are still very clear-headed. Previously, Palace Lord Ming Xuanyu was still careful when capturing those Barbarian Tribes. But recently, in order to forge the Heavenly Cycle Demon God Formation, you've already used up the corpses of many Barbarian Tribe experts. Palace Lord Ming Xuanyu is a little more anxious to capture the Barbarian Tribes. Perhaps it's because of this that the Barbarian Tribes joined forces and rebelled. "
Yan Beifeng turned his gaze to Elder Gongsun. There was no killing intent in his eyes. He asked calmly, "Elder, do you mean that it's my fault?"
Elder Gongsun shuddered violently and hurriedly said, "Palace Lord, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean that. Ming Xuanyu was careless and didn't take precautions."
Everyone in the Blissful Demon Palace knew that their Palace Lord was a madman.
Although the past Palace Lords of the Blissful Demon Palace were somewhat extreme in character, Yan Beifeng was the most extreme and crazy one. He was practically inhumane.
In the Blissful Demon Palace, his words carried enormous weight. If anyone dared to disobey him, he would immediately kill them without any hesitation. It didn't matter if the person was an Elder or a Palace Lord.
With such a superior, the entire Blissful Demon Palace was treading on thin ice. No one dared to disobey or offend Yan Beifeng.
Yan Beifeng snorted coldly and said, "Send someone to investigate again. I keep feeling that something's wrong.
If it's really just a simple Barbarian Tribe rebellion, then I'll go to the Southern Barbarians. It just so happens that the materials for forging the Heavenly Cycle Demon God Formation are a little lacking.
Also, Old Gongsun, why do I feel that you're a little absent-minded? Did something happen in the palace again? "
A hint of sorrow flashed in Elder Gongsun's eyes. He said, "One of my most beloved grandsons was killed by a brat who hated my Blissful Demon Palace. I sent someone to hunt him down, but he hasn't returned yet. There must have been an accident."
This was a small matter to Yan Beifeng. There were more than one or two people in the Southern Barbarian World who hated his Blissful Demon Palace. So what if there were more?
Therefore, Yan Beifeng only patted Elder Gongsun's shoulder and said, "Old Gongsun, you're old but strong. You have many sons and even more grandsons. If one dies, you'll have a few more. Don't take such a small matter to heart. It's not your first day in the pugilistic world."
Seeing Yan Beifeng leave, Elder Gongsun felt helpless.
Although he knew that Yan Beifeng was comforting him, why did it sound so much like mockery?
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