Mad Doctor No. 9

At the same time, the pale-faced woman and the beast-like dwarf let out a piercing scream—Morpheus had planted the "seed of plague" on them, and their bodies rotted at a visible speed, turning into two pools of pus.

The outcome is decided.

The evil energy in the valley was dissipating at an extremely rapid pace. Although the contaminated spiritual plants could no longer grow, the decaying power in the soil was being continuously purified under Wang Tian's star power.

Wang Tian walked up to the stone platform and reached out to take down the jade slip containing the "Compendium of Herbs".

The jade slip was warm to the touch, and a vast amount of knowledge about alchemy flooded into his mind.

"Quite a haul." He put away the jade slip, glanced at the group still cleaning up the battlefield, and said, "Let's take a good rest now. Next secret treasure..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Star Lord's Token in his arms suddenly trembled, and a message was swiftly transmitted—

It was a message from Qin Feng: "Advisor Wang! The camp is under attack! The enemy calls themselves the 'Blood Moon Cult,' and they are extremely powerful. We can't hold out much longer!"

In the video, the valley camp is shrouded in a blood-red barrier. The members of the "Hidden Dragon" team are fighting a bloody battle. Zhang Qingwei's two remaining disciples are lying unconscious on the ground. There are still more than twenty enemies on the other side. The leader, a bronze-masked man with a bone staff, is gathering terrifying blood energy!

Wang Tian's eyes suddenly turned cold.

A feint attack?

No, this is a blatant pincer attack!

"Get back to camp quickly!"

Kunlun is much more dangerous than people imagine.

The emergence of the Blood Moon Cult signifies that the situation is completely out of control.

What follows is the real battle.

The group returned at full speed.

Wang Tian took the lead, pushing his star power to its limit, each step covering more than ten meters, leaving afterimages on the snow.

Zhang Qingwei and Li Xuanfeng followed behind him with solemn expressions. Their disciples were all in the camp, where supplies and communication tools were also located.

Li Xuanfeng said in a deep voice, "The Blood Moon Cult... I saw some records of it in an ancient book. It was a heretical sect that worshipped the 'Blood Moon Demon God' more than a thousand years ago and cultivated through blood sacrifice techniques. I never expected that it would still exist in the world."

Zhang Qingwei frowned: "Their appearance in Kunlun is aimed at young friend Wang Tian. Could it be... that the Star Lord's fall is related to him?"

Wang Tian didn't speak, but his eyes grew colder and colder.

Regardless of their motives, anyone who dares to mess with him will pay the price.

Half an hour later, Richard finally saw the valley where the camp was located.

From a distance, one can see a blood-red light shield, like an inverted bowl, enveloping the entire valley.

Twisted runes and pained faces appeared on the surface of the light shield, exuding a strong sense of bloodlust and resentment.

Inside the barrier, one could vaguely see figures fighting, with bursts of energy shooting out.

"The Blood Prison Spirit Sealing Array!" Master Zhang Qingwei recognized its origin. "It requires the essence blood of nine cultivators to set up this barrier. Within this barrier, a person's vital energy and spiritual power will be drained, and over time, they will be slowly worn down to death. The array must be broken!"

Without stopping, Wang Tian moved and rushed towards the blood-red barrier.

When he was still a hundred meters away from the Star Lord's Token, Su Ping clasped his hands together, and the star power within his body poured out like a tide.

"Kunlun Restriction!"

The Star Lord's command emitted a dazzling silver light, resonating with the earth vein spirits of Kunlun Mountain, which then burst forth with a brilliant silver radiance.

Just then, the earth around the valley suddenly trembled, and dozens of huge ice spikes shot out, slamming into the blood-red barrier from all directions!

"Bang bang bang!"

The ice spikes struck the barrier, splattering blood everywhere.

The barrier trembled violently, and countless cracks appeared on its surface, yet it never broke.

Clearly, the person who set up this formation was very powerful, and the formation's core was also very well hidden.

Inside the barrier, the bronze-masked man seemed to sense something, raised his head, stared at Wang Tian, ​​and chuckled hoarsely, "Successor of the Star Lord, you've finally returned."

He waved his bone staff, and the cracks in the barrier quickly healed. Three beams of blood light flew out from it, transforming into three blood demons, each over three meters tall with bat wings on their backs, roaring as they charged toward Wang Tian!

Li Xuanfeng drew his sword, and the sword energy transformed into a Tai Chi diagram, blocking the path of a blood demon.

Zhang Qingwei's talismans fell like raindrops, trapping the other one inside.

On the other side, Wang Tian directly confronted the third one, throwing a punch that shimmered with starlight. The Blood Demon screamed in agony and was instantly blasted apart.

This brief pause allowed the barrier to be completely repaired.

"it's useless."

The voice of the bronze-masked man came from within the barrier, "This formation is based on the Yin energy of the Kunlun ley lines. Unless you can sever it in one blow, it will keep regenerating. As for your companions, they can't hold on much longer."

Inside the barrier, Qin Feng was covered in blood, his left arm hanging limply at his side, clearly broken.

He led the remaining five "Hidden Dragon" members into a formation, using a special energy shield to block the attacks of more than a dozen Blood Moon Cultists.

These cultists' eyes were bloodshot. Their strength and speed far exceeded those of ordinary people. The more seriously injured they were, the more frenzied they became, seemingly unable to feel any pain.

Zhang Qingwei's two disciples were on the verge of death, lying in pools of blood.

The three Wudang disciples were also covered in wounds, standing back to back, struggling to stay afloat.

The Nangong family, the Murong family, and the Dongfang family have already lost two elite members, and the remaining members are all on their last legs.

Even more terrifying is that as time goes by, their vital energy and spiritual power are constantly being absorbed by the blood-red barrier, making their faces grow paler and paler.

"Advisor Wang, don't worry about us, let's break the formation first."

Anger also welled up in Wang Tian's eyes.

He stopped attacking the barrier, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the Astrological Body Tempering Technique.

The power of the stars in the fourth layer surged wildly within his body, resonating with the Star Lord's Token in his hand.

He was sensing the connection between the Blood Prison Sealing Array and the Kunlun Mountains.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Just then, he opened his eyes and looked down thirty meters underground.

It was an extremely subtle blood energy that was continuously drawing in the Yin energy from the earth's veins and transporting it into the barrier.

"It really is here."

Wang Tian clasped his arms together, and countless stellar energies converged from all directions, condensing into a fist-sized silver sphere of light that exuded an aura of world-destroying power.

"Starfall!"

With a push of his hands, the silver orb of light shot out like a meteor, but instead of hitting the barrier, it slammed into the ground! Wherever the orb went, ice and snow melted, rocks evaporated, and a path was blasted through it, heading straight for the blood-red energy source!

"What?!" The bronze-masked man was shocked and tried to activate the formation, but it was too late.