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Chapter 1105: This Lord Has Great Merits for the Living Beings in the Flame Stone Star Region

A streak of blood light flew from the sky and landed in the sky above Zhenshan Sect.

A Taoist priest in a blood-red robe revealed himself and silently gazed at the land and the people below.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the pillar has been dead for who knows how long. His life span has come to an end, and he has not been able to advance to the Foundation Establishment Stage. Even if he had advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage, it would have been difficult for him to survive the chaos that has lasted for hundreds of years.

During these hundreds of years of chaos, the Horned Demon Emperor clan was disabled, order in various places was in chaos, and various clans attacked and killed each other endlessly, killing their own clans, killing other clans, killing the Horned Demon Emperor clan, all kinds of riots and uprisings continued, and countless lives of all races died.

The Zhenshan Sect experienced this turbulent time. Although the people in it were completely replaced and the territory was greatly reduced, the sect was still there and the worship of the ancestors was still there. It can be said that this was a great fortune.

However, even after experiencing such a chaotic world, will all living beings miss peace?

No.

not at all.

There is a clear fact that during the hundreds of years of chaos, many people of all races were killed because of various riots and attacks by their own race and different races, right?
The number of people who died due to war and disorder is less than one-tenth of the number during the reign of the Demon Emperor!

In the peace under the rule of the Horned Demon Emperor, all creatures have their own uses. Those with strong spirits are refined into ghosts, and the monsters with nutritious flesh and blood are used as meat by the Horned Demon Emperor. They also serve as raw materials for various alchemy, weapon refining, and body refining. There is not even a single slave who can eat for free without producing what the Horned Demon Emperor needs.

No exceptions.

The human race uses their blood essence and lifespan to refine ore, the Skeleton Blood Vine Monster uses their life essence to refine blood wine, and the Fragrant Meat Tiger Tribe uses its own ingredients...

Creatures of all races often do not live to half of their lifespan.

It can be said that the Horned Demon Emperor clan is systematically slaughtering and destroying all living beings in an extremely efficient order to ensure maximum output, so the opinions of all living beings are unimportant.

How could the number of deaths caused by the chaos and attacks among all races be greater than this extremely efficient and orderly massacre?
The efficiency difference is at least ten times!
Even though the past few hundred years have been a time of turmoil with all kinds of races constantly attacking each other, in fact, this has been the best year for all kinds of creatures in the Demon Stone World for countless tens of thousands of years.

The members of the Ten Thousand Races no longer had to offer their essence, blood, lifespan, and flesh all the time, and they truly had some property of their own. For the first time, the strong among the Ten Thousand Races lived freely beyond the limit of their lifespans and died of old age in their beds, with their children and grandchildren seeing them off.

These things were unthinkable in the past!
The people who were born and died during these hundreds of years were happy. They had the best time than their parents and ancestors. Even if they had to face racial conflicts all the time, it was nothing.

"Without a doubt."

"I,"

"It has done great good to all sentient beings in the more than ten small thousand worlds in the Flame Stone Star Region..."

Jiang Ding walked along the way, observing the survival and development of various ethnic groups. He had the answer in his mind and said to himself.

Correct.

He is killing billions.

He killed many lives and absorbed their blood for cultivation.

But he is a good man.

How can some people say he is hypocritical?
In any case, he had secured hundreds of years of relatively happy and comfortable life for countless sentient beings in more than a dozen small thousand worlds, although this was not his original intention and although it did not continue.

But facts are facts, and merits are merits.

In this world, what you think is not important, what the result is is what is most important.

Jiang Ding’s spiritual sense swept across Zhenshan Sect.

The place returned to its original state. Humans continued to use their own blood essence and lifespan to refine the ore and improve its essence. A Qi-cultivating cultivator could live for a maximum of fifty years, and a foundation-building cultivator could live for a maximum of a hundred years. They had to devote their entire lives to the Horned Demon Emperor clan.

The previous generation's Zhenren Jianshi and the previous generation's Zhenren Heitu are dead. Now the strongest person in Zhenshan Sect is a cultivator in the early Jindan stage named Zhenren Zishi, who is barely maintaining the foundation of Zhenshan Sect.

Let the Zhenshan Sect's brand continue to exist fortunately.

No matter how many wars and disasters the sect has experienced, and no matter how many times people in the sect have died or been replaced, the name has been preserved, and thousands or tens of thousands of them still exist.

This is not luck.

Jiang Ding walked silently in Zhenshan Sect, passing by every flower and grass, every tree and rock, brushing shoulders with various disciples, and passing by the elders of the Foundation Establishment Realm of each sect.

Just like when the Blood River King grew up here thousands of years ago, nothing had changed. Finally, the Blood River King came to the Patriarch's Hall and silently burned nine incense sticks for the Patriarch.

The green smoke curled up and spread in all directions.

"Ancestor..."

"The sect may be completely destroyed."

“No more luck.”

Jiang Ding sighed softly, "But I'm sure you won't blame me. A glimmer of hope for the Emperor Realm is right before our eyes. If you were resurrected, you would also go forward without hesitation, regardless of everything."

"This is our common path and our common destiny."

The melancholy voice echoed in the sect's main hall where smoke was curling up.

"Who?"

There was another person in the Patriarch Hall, an old man with a mustache, who was none other than Zhenshan Sect's Grand Elder, Master Zi Shi. He looked with horror at the blood-robed Taoist who suddenly appeared in the sect and lit the incense sticks.

This Taoist priest in the blood-red robe has a handsome and enchanting appearance, and is extremely young.

A feeling of trembling, fear, and familiarity involuntarily emerged in the heart of Master Zi Shi.

"well,"

"Who else could it be?"

Jiang Ding sighed, "Didn't you get the blood god inheritance of the sect? That's true. It has been passed down incompletely for so many years. It's good enough to be alive. It's impossible to get it complete."

Blood God inheritance.

This is the main reason why the Zhenshan Sect has survived nearly ten thousand years without being extinct, and it was arranged by the Blood River King of that time and the Zhenshan Sect’s even more ancient ancestors.

The founder of Zhenshan Sect had a fortuitous encounter and obtained a fragmentary inheritance called "Blood Nerve", so he established a sect in a place and survived.

Yes, I just survived, that's all.

It's just a book of scriptures. You can't understand it just by getting it. It's even more impossible to have many supporting resources and guidance. You can practice a little bit, and there is also the cruel oppression of the Horned Demon Emperor. It's already good enough to gain a foothold in a small place.

The Zhenshan Sect continued to accumulate and explore, and in the generation of King Xuehe, a genius appeared. Not only was he extremely gifted, but he was also flexible, good at currying favor, and good at managing money. Only in this way could he be valued by the Yanshi Family. With all kinds of conditions and opportunities, a God-Transforming Heavenly Monarch finally appeared.

"you……"

"Senior...senior is..."

Master Zi Shi's voice was stuttering and his body was shaking.

The fear and familiarity in his heart became stronger, but he couldn't be sure. He could only confirm that the other party's strength far exceeded his, so he didn't dare to show any hostility.

At this time, the ground was hazy, and a piece of earth and stone bulged up, revealing an honest-looking old man with a gray beard. His body was shaking constantly, and he couldn't help but emit wisps of heavy aura of the Nascent Soul stage.

"Master? You're not dead?!"

Master Zi Shi was shocked.

This was actually his master's master, Zhenren Jianshi, who had been dead for who knows how many years!

The grey-bearded old man paid no attention to Master Zi Shi's intentions. As soon as he appeared, his body began to tremble uncontrollably. He was extremely excited and staggered past Master Zi Shi. He fell to his knees and cried in a long tone, "Old Ancestor!"

"You are finally back!"

"It's been almost a thousand years, and our sect has been bullied every day. There's no way to reason with them, and many generations of great elders have died!"

“My ancestor… wuwuwu…”

Even though this grey-bearded old man is a Nascent Soul cultivator and quite old, he burst into tears the moment he saw the Blood River King. He cried like a tearful man on the spot and could not control his emotions at all, like a seven or eight-year-old child.

(End of this chapter)