With the revival of spiritual energy, I cultivated the Great Emperor's Technique on Blue Star.

The battle in the underground cavern was completely ignited, and violent spiritual energy filled every inch of the space, making people tremble.

Everyone thought that the Blood Sacrifice Cult members, whose cultivation levels had been forcibly elevated by the Blood Sacrifice Beads, were weak and lacked combat power, and were just paper tigers with the pressure of their ranks. They believed that with the joint efforts of these young prodigies, they could be wiped out in no time.

But when it came to close combat, a bone-chilling cold rushed straight to the top of everyone's head.

This group of cult members has completely lost their humanity!

In ordinary martial arts battles, people avoid direct confrontation, protect their own lives, and know when to advance or retreat in times of crisis. Even the most vicious thugs will inevitably feel fear when faced with a life-or-death situation. The instinct to live and avoid death, and to seek advantage and avoid harm, is almost universal.

But the dozens of third and fourth-tier Blood Sacrifice Cultists before them had only extreme scarlet killing intent in their eyes, without the slightest emotion that a living person should have. They were numb, crazy, and fearless, with rolling blood-red flames swirling around them, and every inch of their flesh and every drop of their blood were burning fiercely.

They were fueled by the very essence of life, their consciousness completely controlled by the Blood Pearl of Ten Thousand Sacrifices, and they were utterly transformed into puppets who only knew how to obey Xue Luo's commands!

This is the origin of the Blood Sacrifice Cult's secret technique for creating blood puppets.

Noisy!Noisy!Noisy!

The ear-piercing sound of flesh burning was incessant. Eerie blood flames rose from the bodies of every Blood Cult member, the flames churning and constantly consuming their lifespan and foundation. Their meridians were shattered inch by inch under the force far exceeding their own limits, and their flesh was charred black by the burning blood energy. An ordinary person would have been severely injured.

Yet they were completely oblivious to the pain. In fact, the more severe the injuries and the more blood they bled, the more their ferocity and killing intent were aroused. The murderous aura surged like a tide, engulfing every corner and every martial artist.

Pfft!

A third-tier cultist, severely injured by the combined attack of Bai Chen, Zhao Feng, and another young prodigy, had his chest pierced by a spirit weapon longsword, his internal organs mostly shattered by the sword energy, and blood gushing out.

The mere fatal wound did not kill him on the spot; instead, it intensified, and the blood flames on his body suddenly burned three times brighter. He abandoned all defenses, dragging his broken body forward to attack. He unleashed the most ferocious killing move with the blood-stained bone blade in his hand, determined to take the nearest prodigy down with him.

"They've gone mad! These people have completely lost their minds!" The second-tier prodigy gritted his teeth and roared, his spiritual weapon trembling frequently. With the support of the combined attack formation, he barely managed to block this desperate attack. His tiger's mouth split open and blood gushed out, and his arm was numb and stiff from the shock.

Not far away, Xiao Qingxuan's longsword flashed, clear sword energy crisscrossing, his sword techniques exquisite, each strike precisely piercing the Blood Sacrifice Cultists' weaknesses. Yet, the more he fought, the more alarmed he became.

The three third-tier cultists he killed all had several fatal wounds, but they were still able to unleash fighting power far exceeding their normal levels. Any injuries were meaningless to them.

"Is this the variable Elder Li was talking about? The Blood Pearl of Ten Thousand Sacrifices is actually this monstrous!"

This alien treasure can not only sacrifice living beings and forcibly elevate one's cultivation level, but also lock the remnant soul consciousness of all those who benefit from the sacrifice, stripping them of all human emotions and completely transforming them into blood puppet warriors who only know how to kill and are absolutely obedient!

And this is still the effect of the current environment of Blue Star. It is hard to imagine what it would have been like if those Blood Soul Clan powerhouses from countless ages ago had controlled the Myriad Sacrifice Blood Pearl. They would definitely have been one of the most threatening extraterrestrial races to Blue Star at that time.

It hits the nail on the head!

Throughout the entire underground battlefield, the souls of all Blood Sacrifice followers were firmly drawn by the crimson threads emanating from the Myriad Sacrifice Blood Pearl, making them absolutely obedient to Xue Luo like puppets on strings. They burned their lives, overdrawn their foundations, were unafraid of dying in battle, and were even willing to self-destruct; all their actions were solely to fulfill the order to slaughter human warriors.

Lin Yan stood at the forefront of the battle formation, with the Myriad Dao Stele floating above his head. The imperial runes inscribed on it shone brightly, as if forming a stable Dao domain of its own. Furthermore, countless Devouring Heaven Array patterns covered the sky and the ground, and the Devouring Heaven Power spread like water in all directions to the west, frantically devouring the rampant blood-red evil energy.

His gaze was calm as he took in the frenzied and tragic scenes. He had already figured out the key to breaking the deadlock: he had to start with Xue Luo.

These forced third- and fourth-tier cultists may seem to have a superficial realm, a flawed foundation, and extremely obvious weaknesses, but their greatest terror lies not in the strength of their individual combat power, but in their puppet-like nature of fighting to the death and destroying each other.

The most terrifying enemy on the battlefield is never a powerful opponent, but a group of killing machines who are completely unafraid of death and only want to kill for their lives!

hum!

Before long, another third-tier cultist's blood flames surged, his body swelled slightly, and he directly burned half of his divine soul essence, resulting in a momentary surge in combat power. Abandoning his own defense, he forcefully broke through the gap in the combined attack formation of the two second-tier prodigies, his bone blade wrapped with overwhelming blood energy, directly slashing at the vital points of the two.

"retreat!"

Lin Yan's eyes flickered, rainbow light flashed beneath his feet, and his figure instantly shifted to the side, appearing in front of the two prodigies. The Myriad Dao Stele above his head trembled slightly, all the characters shining brightly with golden light, bursting out with a majestic aura, and the heavy stele blocked his way.

Clang!

A piercing clang of metal clashing rang out as the crimson bone blade slammed into the Myriad Dao Monument, shattering instantly and scattering bone fragments. Yet the third-tier cultist fought on relentlessly, his body continuing to swell, his blood flames blazing wildly, seemingly intending to self-destruct at close range.

Lin Yan's eyes turned slightly cold. As his thoughts raced, he activated the "Former Word Secret." Instantly, his brow opened and closed, shooting out an incomparably sharp beam of primordial spirit light, like a peerless heavenly blade. The blade's light was clear and terrifying, forcefully cleaving open his head and annihilating his soul.

At the same time, the Myriad Dao Stele crushed down with immense suppressive power, instantly turning its swollen body into dust, which was then devoured and refined by the Devouring Heaven Array Pattern.

hum!

At this point, Lin Yan did not absorb the continuously generated pure energy, but instead channeled it into the others. Firstly, it could heal their injuries and stabilize the defense line; secondly, it was his duty as the temporary captain to save their lives as much as possible.

The Great Xia Dynasty placed extreme importance on Lin Yan, providing him with countless conveniences and resources, and he was naturally happy to reciprocate.

Then, Lin Yan's gaze quickly locked onto the battlefield of the two fourth-level martial arts experts.

The ones who can truly determine the course of the war are not these young people, nor Wang Jianjun and others on the ground, but the fourth-tier and the fifth-tier who are fighting fiercely in the sky!