Chapter 361: Chapter 361

But now it seems that inside the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, trying to climb up the ranks is as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

"I..." Xiang Yanwen immediately looked embarrassed.

To win someone over, one always has to speak pleasantly; otherwise, how can one attract others?

Moreover, if Liu Qingxuan were to really come, then their lineage could truly rise swiftly.

For now, they could only wait for Yun Xinyue and Liu Qingdai’s generation.

Once they grew into a generation of powerhouses, it would mark the beginning of Purple Bamboo Peak’s lineage ascending to the pinnacle.

However, Feng Ruoli fell into deep thought. After a moment, she asked again, "Has Xinyue or anyone recently provoked someone?"

"No, they are all in closed-door cultivation within the Cave of Fortune, hardly interacting with the outside world. It’s impossible for them to provoke anyone," Xiang Yanwen immediately shook his head.

Besides, no one would dare to move against a Godson.

"Is that so..." Feng Ruoli’s brows furrowed slightly as her thoughts began to race.

This time, Shao Zhengze clearly came to provoke them deliberately. But they were evidently not his true targets these past few days. Is it because Xinyue and the others have become candidates for Godson, attracting envy and hatred? This possibility is very high. Only, it seems rather meaningless. The bottom line of the Purple Cloud Divine Sect is not to move against a Godson, whether directly or indirectly. That has been the rule since ancient times, and no one should dare to do such a foolish thing.

"Don’t worry. I will arrange for someone to protect your safety. Also, in a few days, the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land will be recruiting disciples. Remember to seize this opportunity."

Seeing that the others did not seem very fond of him, Xiang Yanwen had no intention of staying long.

"The Hundred Tribulations Holy Land... Wait, could it be..." Feng Ruoli suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Is this... because of... S-Sir? Does this have something to do with Sir? The only one connected to them, besides Yun Xinyue and the others, is Wen Zhixing. Could it be that someone in the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land wants to make a move against Wen Zhixing, or perhaps, threaten him? That’s not impossible. Originally, I didn’t want to inform Wen Zhixing about this. But now, I have no choice but to let him know. Consider it a warning for him.

「The Hundred Tribulations Holy Land. The Demonic Ruins.」

The two had entered the Demonic Ruins. By now, about half a day had passed.

Following Wen Zhixing’s low shout, dozens of Palm Thunders condensed before him, furiously bombarding a spectral demon in front.

This wild thunder left Tan Yuanshan, who was beside him, slightly astonished. Latest content publıshed on NovelHub(.)net

This technique, of course, paled in comparison to the sophisticated thunder methods I myself have previously demonstrated. But this is just Palm Thunder! Who at the Fifth Realm could unleash dozens of Palm Thunders instantaneously ? Even I couldn’t do it. The key is, how did Wen Zhixing know the spectral demon’s location? I also had to activate my powerful sensing ability just to feel its presence. Exactly where it was, I didn’t know. How did a Fifth Realm cultivator manage to find the position of a spectral demon? He couldn’t figure it out.

A moment later, the smoke cleared. The spectral demon had been blasted by the Palm Thunder until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Its life essence was completely gone.

It was dead. Its remnant soul was still present!

"Success!" Wen Zhixing laughed cheerfully, turning to say, "Brother Tan, since I killed this devil beast myself, I’ll take it."

This was the third devil beast he had slain that day.

Every devil beast in this place was at least of the Sixth Realm.

Yet under the assault of the Palm Thunder, these devil beasts seemed to have met their true nemesis.

Almost no devil beast could withstand the dense barrage of Palm Thunder.

However, it had to be said, it was really not easy to encounter devil beasts in the outer areas of the Demonic Ruins.

Apart from the large group of devil beasts at the beginning, they had only encountered devil beasts five more times since.

The devil beasts from two of those previous encounters had reached the Seventh Realm.

Naturally, Tan Yuanshan did not allow Wen Zhixing to act.

The result was predictable: Tan Yuanshan was all about complete annihilation, ensuring not even a trace of the divine soul remained.

Wen Zhixing was so heartbroken he could barely breathe.

Though he knew that if he just said something, Tan Yuanshan would definitely not be so absolute.

But he didn’t want others to know too many of his secrets.

It’s a waste, so be it, Wen Zhixing sighed silently.

After spending a whole day, he had harvested only three remnant souls.

He was very unsatisfied with such meager gains.

It was indeed too little.

"Wen, that’s about enough. Let’s head back," Tan Yuanshan said with a smile as he saw Wen Zhixing put away the corpse of the ghast.

He had only brought Wen Zhixing here for some experience. Naturally, he couldn’t spend all his time accompanying him.

"Okay, thank you very much for today, Brother Tan." Wen Zhixing looked up and smiled.

"No problem. Let’s go," Tan Yuanshan smiled and then led Wen Zhixing back.

On their way, the two encountered another devil beast.

This time, Tan Yuanshan didn’t kill it but captured it alive, tightly binding it with the Binding Demon Rope.

"Brother Tan, what’s this?" Wen Zhixing was puzzled. Has Tan Yuanshan changed his nature?

"Oh, we’re going to perform a blood sacrifice once we get out. Using a living devil beast yields the best results for such rituals," Tan Yuanshan said, wiping the blood that had splashed onto his cheek with a gentle smile.

"A living blood sacrifice..." Wen Zhixing was taken aback for a moment.

Tan Yuanshan’s normally amiable smile somehow seemed oddly disturbing.

"Wouldn’t a dead one suffice..." Wen Zhixing asked tentatively.

"It would, but that would be letting them off too easily," Tan Yuanshan was still chuckling, but a flicker of madness flashed in his eyes.

"I see," Wen Zhixing nodded with a smile that showed agreement.

Internally, however, he tagged Tan Yuanshan as deranged. There was definitely something off with this man’s psyche. Especially after experiencing such slaughter, it was clear that some things could no longer be concealed.

Soon, the two arrived before the huge sacrificial altar.

"Wen, watch closely. Just follow my lead when the time comes," Tan Yuanshan turned his head back and reminded him, his eyes narrowed.

"Okay," Wen Zhixing nodded repeatedly.

"The blood sacrifice begins!"

The very next moment, Tan Yuanshan made a sweeping gesture with his hand, throwing the still-living devil beast onto the sacrificial altar.

Instantly, an extremely terrifying pressure descended abruptly.

"KYAAH..." The devil beast on the sacrificial altar let out a sharp, agonized scream.

Blood-filled holes appeared one after another on its body.

Blood gushed from its surface, flowing over the altar and seemingly igniting the strange inscriptions there.

Finally, it gathered in the center of the altar and shot up into the sky as a column of blood, staining the sky a vivid red.

Immediately, the smell of blood pervaded the entire space.

The devil beast quickly turned into a mummified corpse.

"HEH HEH HEH." An abnormal look of satisfaction spread across Tan Yuanshan’s face.

Watching the beast slowly lose its vitality made him even more exhilarated.

"Wen, the blood sacrifice! Why aren’t you performing the blood sacrifice!"

The next instant, seeing Wen Zhixing still not taking action, Tan Yuanshan’s figure flashed, and he quickly brought his face close to Wen’s.

"Whoa!" Wen Zhixing was startled by the large face that suddenly appeared from below and to the side.

In the end, he just mumbled something perfunctorily.

He could only reluctantly throw in the corpse of a devil beast. He hadn’t even collected its remnant soul yet.

He really wanted to take out his Soul Banner, but it was clear such an item would be met with resistance.

After all, who would want to continue working for someone after death?

Soon, Wen Zhixing’s blood sacrifice was over.

A mark appeared on each of their foreheads.

Now they could leave without being obstructed.

[Congratulations, your cultivation has begun to break through.]

[Current cultivation: Sixth Realm.]

[Your Inborn Divine Ability has started to gestate.]

[It has been detected that one of your Divine Abilities is no longer of great use. Do you wish to convert this Divine Ability into nourishment for your Inborn Divine Ability?]

[The more Divine Abilities your Inborn Divine Ability devours, the stronger it becomes.]

This is... a breakthrough? How come it’s so easy... And it can even devour other Divine Abilities...

Wen Zhixing was slightly taken aback, seemingly not having expected to step into the Sixth Realm so directly.

Moreover, his Inborn Divine Ability could even devour other Divine Abilities to become stronger.