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Chapter 228 Blood Demonic Power
The body in the coffin had not yet begun to rot due to the recent time, but there was still an extremely unpleasant smell in the face.

As he approached, he saw Gu Ning's body lying quietly in the coffin. Zhong Lin's pupils shrank, and he turned his head sharply. This was when Gu Chen, who was standing beside him, asked coldly, "Is this the case for every corpse?"

"Yes."

Gu Chen nodded heavily, the hatred in his eyes growing more intense.

Gu Ning's death in the coffin was extremely miserable, with a distorted face and full of pain. He must have suffered great torture before. His body was shriveled and skinny, with only skin and bones left. His originally tall body was curled up into a ball like a meatball.

It is obvious that someone has used evil methods to steal all the essence and blood in the body, which has caused such a phenomenon.

"Blood Demon Art, it's actually Blood Demon Art."

Chen Jia's voice suddenly came, with a hint of fear in it.

"Master, do you know?"

"Open the other coffins and take a look, quickly." Chen Jia said anxiously.

Zhong Lin didn't hesitate. With one step, five more tombs exploded, revealing the black coffins inside. With a wave of his right hand, all the coffin lids were opened.

The corpses lying in each coffin were exactly like Gu Ning, all of them had their blood and essence taken away, and their faces looked like mummies in pain.

"Master, what is going on? What do you know?" Zhong Lin asked.

Chen Jia was silent for a moment before he spoke: "A thousand years ago, before I entered the Falling Star Islands through the teleportation array, a madman who practiced evil magic appeared on the Black Turtle Continent. He practiced a technique called 'Blood Demonic Art' that could devour the essence and blood of warriors to practice. Those killed by him became like the Gu family members in this coffin, their blood and energy draining away and turning into mummies.

This madman who practiced evil magic crazily killed warriors on the Black Turtle Continent, absorbing their essence and blood to practice his skills. In just one year, he broke through from the Qi and Blood Realm to the Xiantian Warrior.

"How can this be?"

Zhong Lin was shocked when he heard this. To break through to the innate realm from a third-grade warrior in just one year was something that even a cheating player like him could not do.

"Nothing is impossible, otherwise I wouldn't say he is using evil methods, devouring the essence and blood of others to nourish himself. Everything he has is plundered, and all the power he has cultivated with great effort has become his wedding dress." Chen Jia said coldly.

"and after?"

Zhong Lin didn't believe that the warriors at that time would remain indifferent when faced with such a bandit-like evil master.

"And then? Such banditry naturally aroused the hatred of all the warriors in the Black Turtle Continent. He became a rat that everyone wanted to kill. Later, he was surrounded and killed by dozens of innate warriors."

Zhong Lin was stunned when he heard this. How could such an awesome person just disappear like this? With a thought in his mind, he asked again.

"Master, there should be other plots later, right? For example, 'Blood Demonic Power'."

Zhong Lin didn't believe that such a powerful martial arts secret manual, which could allow a person to directly cultivate from a third-grade martial artist to an innate martial artist in just one year, would disappear so easily.

Chen Jia was silent for even longer this time. He sighed and said, "It's indeed as you said. Although the Blood Demon Art is an evil method, how can it resist human greed? Killing is just a matter of life and death. Which warrior didn't become a warrior through hard work? What's more, killing can enhance one's cultivation. However, in just ten years, new evil lunatics have appeared again. There are more than one, and they are even more ruthless and ruthless than last time. They don't even spare ordinary people."

"Those innate warriors?" Zhong Lin asked. "Yes, after they surrounded and killed that evil demon, the Blood Demonic Art fell into their hands. Not only was this magic technique not destroyed, but they secretly studied it, waiting for their achievement before a new catastrophe struck. Their goal was to break through to the Spiritual Origin Realm."

Zhong Lin also sighed in his heart. The vitality of the world in the Black Turtle Continent is very thin, and it is impossible to break through by relying on hard practice alone. It is estimated that this group of people also saw a glimmer of hope in the Blood Demon Art.

To be honest, Zhong Lin could understand their behavior. It was like he had a golden finger. If he were trapped in this Black Turtle Continent and his cultivation did not improve at all, he would probably go crazy in the end.

On the Black Turtle Continent, anyone who can break through to the realm of innate warriors by relying on the thin vitality of heaven and earth is a natural talent. However, due to environmental factors, they are unable to break through and can only watch themselves grow old bit by bit. Anyone would feel unwilling.

However, understanding does not mean acceptance.

"Master, how did this final catastrophe end?" Zhong Lin asked.

"Kill yourself."

"Forehead?"

"You should know how difficult it is to break through the Lingyuan realm. It is impossible to break through in the situation of the Xuangui Continent. Those people slaughtered nearly one-third of the population of the entire continent, and the martial arts were shattered by the killing, but they still could not break through. In the end, these people fought each other just to seize each other's blood and essence. It was at this time that the remaining warriors took advantage of the counterattack and finally destroyed this crisis in one fell swoop. At this time, everyone also knew that this technique can only quickly improve strength, but it still cannot break through the Lingyuan realm. It is only a disaster to stay. The surviving warriors directly destroyed the Blood Demon Art." Chen Jia said.

"Is it really destroyed?"

Zhong Lin pointed at the tombs in front of him. If they were really destroyed, why did the Blood Demon Art appear again after a thousand years?

"It was destroyed. I was also a survivor of that war. The Blood Demon Art was destroyed by us." Chen Jia said confidently.

Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows. The facts were right in front of him, and he still wanted to refute them?

"The current Blood Demonic Art should have been passed down from the Blood Cave again."

"Blood Cave?"

"Such a powerful technique cannot appear suddenly. It must have a source, and the Blood Cave is the source of the Blood Demon Technique."

Zhong Lin was shocked: "Is there such a mysterious place in the Black Turtle Continent?"

"Do you really think that the Black Turtle Continent is just an ordinary continent?" Chen Jia sneered.

Zhong Lin was speechless for a moment. He just didn't react just now. He always subconsciously thought of this place as a deserted island far away from the main continent. After all, the strongest person here was just an innate warrior, which was not even comparable to the Falling Star Islands far away from the East Wilderness.

But if you think about it carefully, whether it is the descendants of sinful blood or the teleportation array, it shows that the Black Turtle Continent is hiding a big secret.

"Master, what is the situation in the blood cave?" Zhong Lin asked quickly.

"After destroying the Blood Demonic Art, we and our group also traced its origins and finally found the Blood Cave deep in the Black Wind Forest."

Chen Jia's voice trembled as he spoke with fear, "It's a terrifying place over there. Before we even got close enough, our own blood and essence wanted to burst out of our bodies, but we exploded and died. In the end, we had no choice but to flee. Later, I used the teleportation array to enter the Falling Star Islands. After I achieved Xuandan cultivation, I returned again, but the result was the same."

(End of this chapter)