The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

Dusk fell suddenly, and a blood moon hung in the sky.

At the foot of Mount Qingcheng, Aunt Pan and others had just finished their work and were picking up their farm tools to go home when they were enveloped in a blood mist before they could even react.

At first, they were in the same situation as everyone else, with bloodshot eyes and their expressions gradually becoming ferocious.

Just as his mind was being consumed and he was about to go mad, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he instantly returned to normal.

"Huh, what's going on?"

"Old Tian, ​​I really wanted to kill you just now."

The plump woman snapped out of her daze, looked at Grandpa Tian beside her, rolled up her burly arms, and seemed eager to try.

"Stop talking, I was just thinking of having sex with you."

Grandpa Tian glanced at Grandma Pan, who was burly and had arms thicker than his own thighs, and said nothing more, only washing his eyes.

He felt something in his heart; no matter how much he washed, he couldn't get it clean.

"Why is that mist blood-red? It's terrifying!"

The plump woman looked at the spreading bloody aura and felt utterly terrified.

"Which damn company is illegally discharging waste gas here?"

"This fog looks poisonous, don't inhale it!"

Grandpa Tian cried out in surprise and tried to find something to cover his mouth and nose, but couldn't find anything for the time being.

"If this fog is poisonous, how come we're alright?"

Aunt Pan has sharp eyes; she spotted animals lying in the mist, in large groups, and in the distance, she could even see human figures lying down.

"Yeah, how come we're alright?"

Grandpa Tian was stunned, his eyes were blank, but not only was he alright, he also felt full of energy.

"That's right, everyone else is dying, so why are you two old geezers alright?"

Just as they were stunned, a sinister voice, extremely cold and menacing, rang in their ears.

"A ghost!"

Aunt Pan and Uncle Tian were startled and bumped into each other, then hugged each other.

Suddenly, a group of people draped in blood-red cloaks stood behind them, staring intently at them with deep, cold eyes.

"Who...who are you people?"

Aunt Pan put Uncle Tian down, her teeth chattering, she was terrified.

"Blood Night Deacon, there is indeed something strange here."

The group ignored them, and one of them, after searching around, excitedly rushed back to report.

"This is a blessed place!"

"Even the crops growing in the fields turned into spiritual fruits. These two ate a lot of spiritual fruits, which is why they were not affected by their blood energy."

"Heh heh, I knew it."

The Blood Night Deacons let out a strange laugh. They were ordered to plunder the city, but they found that the blood energy could not spread here, so they rushed over to check.

"An unexpected bonus! A tremendous bonus!"

A spiritual fruit born in a blessed land can even withstand the Blood Moon Formation, so its level must be quite high. Eating it will surely improve their cultivation.

"What are you waiting for? Get to work! Harvest them all, leave not a single one!"

With a wave of his hand, he immediately ordered his men to begin collecting the spiritual fruits.

"What should we do with these two?"

"Kill them and throw them under the great formation as waste. Don't waste them."

Without a second thought, Xue Ye decided the fate of the two on the spot.

Two ignorant mortals got lucky and ate a spiritual fruit; it's such a waste.

"Have you ever thought about this question: why is this place considered a blessed land?"

Just as they were about to make their move, a calm voice rang out from behind them without warning.

"I can't care about all that, I..."

Blood Night Deacon was speaking in vain when he suddenly realized the problem. A chill ran down his spine, and he turned around abruptly, staring at the boulder.

"who!"

"Who are you?!"

He shouted sternly, his blood surging, and his terrifying aura swept away.

However, despite the ferocious aura, the other party didn't even lift the hem of their clothes, remaining completely calm.

"Chen...Chen Xuan...you...why are you here?"

"Run!"

"These guys are monsters! They eat people alive!"

Upon seeing Chen Xuan arrive, the plump woman, before she could even feel joy, immediately spoke up to warn him.

Grandpa Tian was already trembling with fear, and he clung to her. Although he couldn't speak, he was still trying to wink at Chen Xuan.

"Don't worry, it's alright."

Chen Xuan smiled and shook his head at them, indicating that it was alright.

He couldn't just eat Aunt Pan's vegetables for nothing, so naturally, he came here as soon as trouble struck.

Most importantly, the Taoist temple is about to be completed, and we can't let these bastards ruin it.

With that, Chen Xuan jumped off the boulder, ignoring Xue Ye and the others, and slowly walked through their ranks.

Such behavior is a sign of contempt for them!

Blood Night was filled with rage and blurted out, "Kid, are you out of your mind? Can't you see the situation?!"

Chen Xuan ignored him and continued walking, not even glancing at him.

"The entire city is under lockdown!"

"The Blood Moon Formation is activated!"

"We are the ones who started this!"

"What you should be doing right now is kneeling down and begging for mercy, pleading for your life!"

The questioning voices echoed through the sky; Xueye's voice was full of questioning and deep incomprehension.

He couldn't understand why this person wasn't afraid or desperate!

Even Ling Xiao's group was filled with despair and gave up resisting. Why was this kid so arrogant?

He gained not a shred of satisfaction or pleasure from this person!

Chen Xuan stopped only when he reached Aunt Pan's side, then turned around to look at the Blood Luo Palace members, his voice cold:

"They're all dead, what's the point of me saying anything?"

"You...you're asking for it!"

Xue Ye was stunned for a moment, then felt extremely insulted, and the anger in his chest exploded like a volcano.

Putting aside all identities, I am a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator, while this kid is only a Qi Refining Level 1 cultivator. What is he pretending to be in front of me?!

"die!"

"You'd better die! Die! Die! Die!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and with a fierce shout, the thousands of remnants of souls and malevolent energy around him suddenly gathered together and converged in his right palm.

A blood-red mark, the size of a millstone, condensed in his palm, swirling with a dark crimson light. The surging malevolent energy tore through the air, creating several long, scarlet waves of energy.

Wherever the light swept across, the vegetation withered and carbonized instantly.

He stomped his toes on the ground, transforming into a streak of blood-red lightning, carrying a raging tide of evil energy straight towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan didn't move an inch, but turned half of his body to the side, raised his arm and swung his hand back, delivering a plain slap across the face.

There was no dazzling light, no earth-shattering roar, only a clear and powerful stream of air breaking through the sky.

Snapped!

A crisp, deafening sound exploded, drowning out the wails of the countless dead.

The malevolent energy condensed by the Blood Night Relying on the Grand Array couldn't even withstand it for a moment, and it shattered into a sky full of red mist.

He felt as if he had been struck head-on by an ancient mountain, his head snapping to one side.

Blood sprayed from his mouth into the sky. The Blood-Weeping Fiend Technique, which had been pushed to its limit, instantly broke its reverse flow, and the foundation of his Dao within his body trembled violently and cracked.

"you……"

He struggled to sit up, his eyes still filled with disbelief, violence, and resentment. Just as he had managed to prop himself up halfway, a slender figure appeared in an instant.

Chen Xuan calmly stepped forward, raised his foot, and stomped heavily on Xue Ye's back.

Boom!

An immense force pressed down along the sole of his foot.

Xueye's chest caved in suddenly, a mouthful of scalding blood gushed from his throat, his limbs convulsed, and he could no longer move an inch.

Spiritual power... This person didn't even use a trace of spiritual power... He... He just trampled me under his feet like this?

Fear began to well up in Xueye's heart.

Who exactly is this figure in white?!

Is he a martial artist who trains with external strength, or a crude body cultivator?! Why is he so strong!