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Chapter 150 The Blood Butcher Arrives
Time slipped away little by little, and midnight was approaching.

Just as the noise in the camp reached its peak, Meng Xihong's eyelids twitched suddenly.

coming!

A chilling, dark, and blood-soaked aura of terror appeared without warning atop Black Wind Mountain.

Golden elixir!

Moreover, he was definitely not an ordinary early-stage Golden Core cultivator!

In the camp, all the disciples of the Tianyan Sect and the soldiers of Qingzhou Prefecture instantly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats, making even breathing extremely difficult.

"alert!"

Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua roared simultaneously, their powerful qi and blood surging into the sky, which diluted the terrifying pressure above their heads, giving the pale-faced disciples behind them a chance to catch their breath.

"Hey hey hey..."

A strange, unsettling laugh came from the mountaintop.

"This aroma... is truly intoxicating! Such pure and abundant life essence, it's practically a feast tailor-made for me, Blood Butcher!"

Before the words were finished, a blood-red figure floated down from the mountaintop like a ghost, hovering silently above the camp.

The newcomer was not the withered, monstrous old cultivator one might have imagined, but rather a middle-aged man with a handsome face that was almost eerily striking.

He wore a blood-red robe, and his lips were as red as if he had just drunk blood.

He glanced indifferently down below, then let out a contemptuous laugh: "Heh, so it's just a paper tiger... It seems your Supreme Elder Yun Songzi isn't here."

"What a clever feint! Too bad, you didn't expect my target, Blood Butcher, was right here from the start!" A glint of wild joy flashed in his eyes, as if he had spotted a treasure within easy reach.

He muttered to himself, with a hint of madness: "Hahaha, luckily I observed carefully. I thought that old dog Yun Songzi would be there, and I was just going through the motions. I didn't expect it to be such a golden opportunity!"

"Fine, I guess I'll just have to make do with that piece of trash, Blood Shadow. He thinks he can compete with me for the title of Blood Slayer? This will teach him a lesson!"

As he finished speaking, the pressure of a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator was released unrestrainedly from his body, making everyone below unable to lift their heads.

On his chest, a black sun slowly sinking was embroidered with dark gold thread!

One of the Eight Envoys of Black Sun, the Blood Slaughter Envoy!

Meng Xihong felt a chill run down his spine, but his face perfectly conveyed a mixture of shock and anger.

He suddenly stood up, pointed at the middle-aged man in blood-red robes in the sky, his voice trembling with anger: "Who are you? How dare you launch a sneak attack on my Tianyan Sect!"

"A sneak attack?" Blood Slaughterer seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He stretched out his pale, slender finger, pointed at Meng Xihong, and then glanced at the group of disciples behind him who were standing at attention.

"Sect Leader Meng, are you mistaken? You are the ones who have delivered themselves to our doorstep as succulent food, while this is the dining table that our World-Destroying Holy Sect has carefully prepared for you!"

"What World-Destroying Holy Sect? I don't know anything about it!" Meng Xihong roared, vividly portraying a reckless, impulsive sect leader who had lost his mind due to his son's serious injury.

"All I know is that it was you cowardly bastards who hurt my child and killed my disciple!"
Today, I, Meng Xihong, will raze your Black Wind Mountain to the ground and tear you to pieces!

"Hahaha, what a spirited young man!" Blood Butcher laughed instead of getting angry. He greedily inhaled the masculine aura that permeated the air, like a gluttonous guest seeing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

"Fine, I'll let you die knowing why."

He said slowly, "Do you think your little tricks can fool anyone?"
From the moment you established your sect in the Yunmeng Great Swamp, to the moment you issued that ridiculous 'Demon Extermination Order,' and now to the moment you mobilized your entire force today, every move you made has been under the watchful eye of my Holy Sect.

"To tell you the truth, that intelligence you had about the Black Wind Mountain branch was deliberately leaked by us. Our aim was to lure you out of your shell, you ignorant little fish!"

Blood Butcher's gaze swept over the vigorous Body Refining Hall disciples below, and he licked his lips with his scarlet tongue.

"The 'Boiler Sutra'...it's truly a wonderful thing. That old devil Xuanming only knows how to play with dead bones; he has no idea how delicious fresh flesh and blood are!"

It allows a mortal body to possess such pure and abundant qi and blood in just a few years.

These are the best offerings to 'Black Sun Saint'!

His gaze refocused on Meng Xihong, his greed almost tangible: "And you, Meng Xihong, your body, which combines Foundation Establishment spiritual power and Body Refinement Treasure Body, is the best of the best among sacrifices!"
"I will drain you all dry, one by one, and refine you into the ultimate 'Human Essence Pill'!"

Before he finished speaking, four more figures silently appeared behind him.

Four late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators!

Meanwhile, in the mountains and forests, dozens of bloodthirsty auras rose into the sky, surrounding the entire camp!

Those were all Qi Refining stage experts from the Blood God Sect, each with bloodshot eyes, like hyenas that had smelled blood.

One mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, four late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, plus dozens of Qi Refining elites!
This is no longer an encirclement and killing, this is a crushing defeat!
"Sect Master!" Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua instantly stood in front of Meng Xihong, their faces filled with a determination to die.

"Step back!" Meng Xihong pushed them aside and stepped forward alone, facing the despairing pressure.

He knew that the play was about to move to the next act.

He must demonstrate enough value and enough "struggle" to make this big fish completely lower its guard.

"You want to use me as a sacrifice? We'll see if you have the ability!"

With a loud shout, Meng Xihong simultaneously activated the Five Elements Heaven-Opening Scripture and the Furnace Scripture within his body to their maximum potential.

A terrifying aura, a mixture of the five elements' spiritual power and the true energy of the furnace, soared into the sky, forcefully tearing a gap in the Blood Butcher's Golden Core pressure!
"Disciples of the Body Refinement Hall, heed my command!" Meng Xihong's voice boomed clearly amidst the chaotic pressure. "Form the array! Kill those scum on the spot!"

"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in the Blood Butcher's eyes, which then turned into an even more intense ecstasy.

"Cultivating both immortality and martial arts? This blood must taste delicious!"

Catch him!
"I want to taste it myself!"

At his command, the four Foundation Establishment stage "deacons" transformed into four blood-red afterimages and simultaneously pounced on Meng Xihong from four directions.

Meanwhile, the Blood God Cult members in the surrounding mountains and forests grinned and charged towards the Tianyan Sect disciples' camp!
"kill!"

With a roar, Ji Beichuan charged forward to meet the dozens of Blood God cultists!
The disciples of the Tianyan Sect instantly formed a simple Three Talents Battle Formation, their blood and qi connected. They moved in groups of three or five, like red-hot irons, and crashed into the scattered group of evil cultivators!

"Puff puff!"

Blood, poisonous mist, bone spurs—all sorts of vicious and evil spells bombarded the Body Refining Hall disciples who formed the battle formation, but only produced a series of dull sounds, and even failed to effectively break their skin!

In contrast, the evil cultivators of the Blood God Cult, whose protective blood aura was their pride, were as fragile as paper in the face of the pure and violent fists of the disciples of the Heavenly Evolution Sect!
With a single punch, a disciple could shatter the protective blood aura of an evil cultivator on the spot, and with a second punch, he could cause the cultivator's sternum to collapse!

Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua were like two mobile war fortresses, one on the left and one on the right, like two indestructible war hammers. With each punch, a heretical cultivator would be sent flying with broken bones and tendons, dying on the spot!

This is not even in the same league!

This was a pure clash of power and skill... a complete crushing defeat!
At the same time, the real danger had already descended upon Meng Xihong.

(End of this chapter)