Yes, Hongyun did not set up the Formation to kill these people. From the very beginning, his purpose was to detonate the Formation of Red Clouds. The Formation of Red Clouds was already very powerful. After the Formation was triggered, he took the opportunity to detonate the whole Formation. The power and destruction of the Formation were far beyond what could be achieved by activating the Formation.
With the shocking explosion and the Great Desolation shaking, Hongyun, who was in the center of the Formation, naturally could not escape. Therefore, when the Formation was detonated, Hongyun self-detonated. Anyway, he was a bird in a cage and could not escape. It was not bad to drag a few people down with him before he died. With his Quasi-saint level cultivation, the power of his self-detonation could be said to be earth-shattering. Coupled with the power generated by the detonation of the Formation, there were not many people who could survive.
These people really deserved it. Although Hongyun had a reputation of being a good man in the Great Desolation, when a good man was forced into a corner, he could be more ruthless than ordinary people. When Hongyun self-detonated, the number of people who were caught in the Formation could be said to be less than one-tenth of them survived.
When the aftershock of the explosion dissipated, the world was in a mess. Only a few hundred figures were left in the air, and most of them were Quasi-saint. Although the power of Hongyun's self-detonation and the detonation of the Formation was great, it was not targeted at one person, but at thousands of Individual Practitioners. None of the Quasi-saint masters died, but they were a little embarrassed.
However, the situation was different for the Individual Practitioners, Daluo Jinxian. Among thousands of them, only about a hundred survived, and they were all Individual Practitioners whose cultivation was at the late or peak of Daluo Jinxian. Only a few Individual Practitioners at the early or middle stage of Daluo Jinxian survived.
When the surviving Individual Practitioners saw the scene in front of them, their teeth itched with hatred. This was called "You can't hit the fox, but you get yourself into trouble." This was exactly what they meant. They had not even seen the shadow of the Purple Qi in Hongmeng. Instead, they were tricked by Hongyun, and thousands of Daluo Jinxian were killed.
The Fierce Gale Ancestor looked at the messy scene and was furious. "Hongmeng, you bastard! You're dead and you're dragging so many people down with you. By the way, where's the Hongmeng Purple Qi?" Ancestor Gale naturally noticed that Hongmeng had self-destructed. Since Hongmeng was dead, where did the Hongmeng Purple Qi go?
Hearing Ancestor Gale's shout, the rest of the loose cultivators reacted and began to search for the Hongmeng Purple Qi. However, even after searching for a long time, they could not find a single strand of the Hongmeng Purple Qi. Could it be that the Hongmeng Purple Qi was also destroyed? That shouldn't be possible, right? In any case, it was the foundation of the Great Dao. How could it be destroyed so easily?
When they were searching for the Hongmeng Purple Qi, they did not notice that the Evil Spirit between heaven and earth suddenly became much thicker, and seemed to have reached a critical value. The aura of the Great Desolation was getting heavier and heavier, and it would not be long before the Cultivation Tribulation completely broke out.
It was no wonder that the Evil Spirit between heaven and earth suddenly increased so much. The Liches and Demons had not yet started the war, but thousands of Daluo Jinxian and a Quasi-saint had died. It would be strange if the Evil Spirit did not increase. Fortunately, only one Quasi-saint had died. If there were one or two more Quasi-saints, the Cultivation Tribulation would have completely broken out.
After searching for a long time, Ancestor Gale and the rest found nothing. They only found some damaged Lingbao remains. As for the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it seemed to have completely disappeared, leaving no trace or aura. They could not find it at all.
In desperation, they had to leave. Hongmeng Purple Qi was gone, so what was the point of them staying here? They had wasted thousands of years waiting for Hongyun to come out, but in the end, thousands of loose cultivators were killed by Hongyun, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi had disappeared without a trace. How could they not be depressed by such a result?
Zhen Yuanzi, who was far away in the Wuzhuang Taoist Temple, naturally noticed Hongyun's shocking explosion. When he heard Hongyun's message, he looked up to the sky and cried out, "Hongyun, my friend, why did you do this? You and I got along very well, and I, Zhen Yuanzi, am especially afraid of death." His words were mixed with grief and indignation, and even heaven and earth changed color.
Looking in the direction of Hongyun's self-explosion, Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were full of killing intent. He swore to himself, "Hongyun, don't worry. I will not let go of those who forced you to die. Blood for blood. I will use their heads as a sacrifice to your soul in heaven. Rest in peace."
Like Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi was gentle and did not like to fight with others. However, when honest people like them were forced into a corner, they could do crazy things no less than those fierce people. Hongyun killed thousands of Daluo Jinxian in one fell swoop, and Zhen Yuanzi, in order to avenge Hongyun, even wanted to use dozens of Quasi-saint's heads as a sacrifice to Hongyun. It was extremely crazy.
At the realm of Quasi-saint, although separated by tens of thousands of miles, Zhen Yuanzi could remember the spirits of the Quasi-saint Individual Practitioners and Daluo Jinxian's Individual Practitioners with just a sweep of his divine thoughts. Now that they were still together, Zhen Yuanzi knew that he had no chance to kill them, nor did he have the strength to do so. However, once they separated, Zhen Yuanzi's chance would come.
Moreover, Zhen Yuanzi had been in closed-door training to comprehend the Way of the Three Separations. The Evil Corpse was about to appear. As long as his cultivation broke through to the late stage of Quasi-saint, Zhen Yuanzi's chances of success would be greatly increased with the help of the Good and Evil Corpses. Unlike those Individual Practitioners, Zhen Yuanzi not only had the Associated Lingbao, but also found several Primordial Lingbao in the Treasure-snatching Rock.
Zhen Yuanzi's Good Corpse was created from a Primordial Lingbao of Upper Grade, and the Primordial Lingbao used to kill the Evil Corpse was also of Upper Grade. Therefore, the Good and Evil Corpses' cultivations were not inferior to those of ordinary people. They were at least at the middle stage of Quasi-saint. Moreover, he had broken through to the late stage of Quasi-saint. How many people in the Great Desolation could survive his sneak attack?
Zhen Yuanzi glanced hatefully in the direction in which the Individual Practitioners had left. He waved his sleeves and went directly into his meditation room, intending to kill the Evil Corpse in one fell swoop. His desire for revenge had been born, so it was easier for him to kill the Evil Corpse than before. It was estimated that Zhen Yuanzi would soon break through to the late stage of Quasi-saint and become one of the top experts in the Great Desolation.
Hongmeng's death was so spectacular that all living beings in the Great Desolation looked askance at it. Those experts who had designs on Hongmeng regretted that they had not taken action earlier. Why did they talk nonsense with him and give him time to prepare? Otherwise, Hongmeng's Purple Qi would have disappeared without a trace.
Of course, they were also cursing Hongmeng. Those who could cultivate to the Quasi-saint realm were all people with great perseverance and wisdom. Why did they snatch Hongmeng's Purple Qi, the foundation of the Great Way? Wasn't it because of the immortality after becoming a Saint that Daozu of Hong Jun had mentioned?
However, they did not expect that Hongmeng, a good man in the Great Desolation, was a lunatic who would rather die than hand over Hongmeng's Purple Qi. If he died, there would be nothing left. Why bother? Now that Hongmeng was dead, Hongmeng's Purple Qi was gone, and the only remaining Saint position was gone. How could they be reconciled?
On the Sacred Island of the Blood Sea, River Styx was looking at the slowly growing White Lotus of Purification. He was in a good mood. After a thousand years, the White Lotus of Purification had grown into a Grade Six Lotus, and its growth had not slowed down at all. Based on this situation, the White Lotus of Purification would at least be a Grade Nine Lotus, which would be even more beneficial to the Red Lotus of Fire.
River Styx had not stopped paying attention to the movements outside the Great Desolation. Hongmeng's appearance naturally did not escape his eyes. However, the result was something he had never expected. He did not expect Hongmeng to be such a ruthless person. He actually killed over a thousand Daluo Jinxian. It was indeed a great feat.
However, looking in the direction of the Great Desolation, River Styx's face was full of smiles. Who said that honest people were easy to bully? When honest people were ruthless, they were not ordinary. Hongmeng, Hongmeng, it seemed that the whole Great Desolation did not know you well. If you did not have the Purple Qi of Hongmeng, I would really like to make friends with you.
River Styx was not very surprised that the Evil Qi between heaven and earth had suddenly increased so much. Everything was within his expectations. Now the Cultivation Tribulation was like a barrel of explosives. The fuse was already burning slowly. When Hongmeng exploded, it was as if a gust of wind blew over the fuse. The spark instantly burned off more than half of the fuse. It was close to the explosion.
The storm of the Great Desolation was coming. It was time for River Styx to take action. Looking in the direction of the Great Desolation, River Styx muttered to himself, "The Cultivation Tribulation is coming soon. It's time for me to take action. Purple Qi of Hongmeng, I must have you. No one can stop me. Those who block my path will die."
As soon as the word 'die' was uttered, River Styx's killing intent soared to the sky. The condensed killing intent gathered into a lotus and scattered around River Styx. The terrifying killing intent was earth-shattering. It was the manifestation of the Law of Slaughter that River Styx had cultivated, the Lotus of Slaughter.
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