The Demonic Cultivator had come to the Lower World because of Lord Zhaoling's words. He had thought that he would be able to do whatever he wanted in the Lower World with his cultivation. However, he did not expect that after coming to the Lower World, because he was too close to the array, the backlash from the array was even more severe. He could not even maintain his previous appearance.
Right now, his body was like a funnel, constantly leaking out spiritual energy.
It had only been a few days since he descended to the mortal world, but his cultivation level had already decreased by half.
The Fiendish Cultivator had gone through tens of thousands of years of hard work before finally ascending. More than anyone else, he wanted to maintain or even advance to the next level.
He couldn't go on like this.
Demonic Cultivators' cultivation methods harmed others without benefiting themselves. In order to quickly recover the loss of spiritual power caused by the backlash, the methods used were so cruel that it made one's hair stand on end.
After the demonic cultivator discovered that his cultivation had decreased, he immediately ordered his disciples and grand-disciples to help him slaughter the common people outside, attempting to use the blood of mortals to nourish his body.
The demonic cultivators slaughtered tens of thousands of mortals, constantly filling the blood pool with flesh and blood, turning them into nutrients to nourish the demonic cultivators' withered bodies.
Seeing that his body was about to return to its original state before the injury.
However, there were fewer and fewer demonic cultivators under him that he could use. Now, there were only two or three demonic cultivators that he could use, and none of them dared to go out and help him slaughter mortals.
The demonic cultivator smashed the blood pool forcefully and gritted his teeth. "What's going on? Why is there less and less blood being offered? "
His body had reached the most important period of recovery. If he could not get the nourishment of blood, his previous efforts would be in vain.
The lackey who was questioned by the Fiendish Cultivator had a bitter taste in his mouth. He was just a lackey to begin with. He had only come to the Fiendish Cultivator because the big shots had been killed by the Blackheaven Sect's cultivators one after another.
Now that they had to bear the brunt of the Devil Cultivator's wrath, the lackeys felt their knees go weak, and their bodies uncontrollably fell to their knees with a 'plop'. As they kowtowed, they begged for mercy, "Saint, it's not that we don't want to find blood for you, it's just that the Black Sky Sect's cultivators have gone too far. The Great Elder, Second Elder, and the others were all killed by the Black Sky Sect's sword cultivators, and the others were too scared to come over. There are only a few of us left here, please spare our lives, Saint."
Before he had ascended to the Immortal Realm, the group of people from the Black Heaven Sect had always been against him. After he ascended to the Immortal Realm, he finally became a cultivator of the Heavenly Realm and took in the group of people from the Celestial Retaining Sect, causing the group of people from the Hongmeng Continent to distance themselves from the Black Heaven Sect. Moreover, because of his protection, the group of devil cultivators could do whatever they wanted in the Hongmeng Continent.
He did not expect that in such a short period of time, the people of the Black Sky Sect would make things difficult for his people again.
They had gone too far.
The words "Black Heaven Sect" were said through gritted teeth. The devil cultivator's face darkened as he slowly walked out of the blood pool. Due to his internal injuries, his face was pale and weak. Now that he was stained with blood, he looked incomparably demonic. The ends of his black hair were stained with a layer of red from being soaked in the blood for a long time. As the devil cultivator walked, blood continuously dripped down from his body, dyeing the snow-white suet jade floor a glaring red.
The devil cultivator's scarlet eyes flashed with a cold and evil light in the dark night. The way he walked step by step towards the door made the underling feel a chill in his heart. However, he could only force himself to look at the devil cultivator with a worshipful expression.
The devil cultivator coldly glanced at the cowering underling and walked away.
Looking at the devil cultivator's back, the underling let out a long sigh of relief. He had finally escaped death.
Just as the underling let down his guard, the devil cultivator who had just left returned. He pulled the underling's neck to the side and bit him.
The sound of someone swallowing could be heard in the air.
In just an instant, the underling was sucked dry and turned into a dried corpse.
After sucking the underling's blood, the devil cultivator kicked the corpse away. He raised his hand to wipe off the blood at the corner of his mouth and spat with a look of disgust.
He did not know what the underling was doing. There was so much trash in his blood.
If not for the fact that there was no blood to suck, he would not have touched it at all.
How unlucky.
After washing away the blood on his body, the devil cultivator changed into a white robe and retracted his demonic Qi. He was ready to meet the people from the Black Heaven Sect.
Since they were unwilling to let him eat the flesh of mortals, he would use his own flesh to make up for it.
He thought about how the Black Heaven Sect occupied the best place in the Hongmeng Continent. A cultivator who was nourished by such a good place must have a lot of spiritual energy in his blood.
Really.
He wanted to eat it.
The devil cultivator squinted his eyes in anticipation and walked towards the entrance of the cave.
The devil cultivator had been in the cave for a month since he came to the human world from the Heavenly Realm.
When he walked out, the air outside the cave was fresh and clean. Even the trees were lush and green. Coupled with one or two small flowers, it was indescribably beautiful.
It was so beautiful that he wanted to destroy all of these things!
The devil cultivator flew on his sword and arrived at the nearest town.
Because of the Black Heaven Sect's actions, no devil cultivator dared to walk around openly.
After experiencing the incident of a demonic cultivator suddenly going berserk and injuring people, the king of the mortal world completely realized that befriending this group of demonic cultivators was no different from dancing with wolves. This group of wolves might suddenly go berserk and bite you.
The ruler of the human world completely abandoned his wishful thinking and directly admitted his mistake to his subjects. He also told everyone the lie.
After the people found out that the claim that the devil cultivator would obtain a spirit root in his next life was just a lie, their reaction was very strong.
However, the Emperor was just making up a white lie to prevent the people from panicking.
In this chaotic world, one should be satisfied with just a mouthful of food. The Emperor's good intentions made people sigh.
However, the effect of the Emperor telling the people about the devil cultivator's existence was very obvious.
At least now, if the devil cultivator dared to bare his fangs in public, what awaited him was not expectant eyes, but a group of knives that attacked him and the hearts of the people who rebelled against fate.
Even if they had to risk their lives, they would fight the devil cultivator to the death.
When the devil cultivator arrived at the town and saw the busy people, he had an impulse to destroy all of this peaceful atmosphere.
However, he was here to find the Black Heaven Sect disciples this time. Naturally, he could not expose his whereabouts for these rotten fish and prawns. Thus, he took out a folding fan and walked magnanimously toward the center of the town where the crowd was gathered.
Jiujiu and Bai Ze had just chased him into the cave when they saw the dried up blood pool and a few devil cultivators who had their blood sucked dry.
The blood pool was a few hundred square meters. Moreover, from the stains on the walls and outside of the pool, it could be seen that this blood pool had always been in a state of overflowing. To be able to create such a big commotion, it was definitely the Zhaoling Lord's lackey in the human world — that devil cultivator, no doubt.
Jiujiu came to the side of the devil cultivators who had their blood sucked dry and squatted down to take a look.
The devil cultivators who had their blood sucked dry still had disbelief and fear on their faces. It was very obvious that the other party's actions were sudden.
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