Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

I hope that after this trial, letting him kill Song Xuan with his own hands will improve his character!

"Your mission this time is to descend upon a random blood slave planet as a god and bring down a heavenly calamity on the alien creatures who are cultivating our bloodline methods!

Under the heavenly calamity, all living things are destroyed. After their death, the remaining qi and blood in their bodies will undergo mutations under the tempering of our clan's thunder and lightning magical powers, and there is an extremely small probability that a trace of incomplete qi and blood origin will be born.

Ten thousand of these qi and blood origins can be integrated into a complete origin.

As long as you bring back ten incomplete Qi and Blood Origins, this trial mission will be completed!"

After saying this, the giant did not ask the Second Prince and the others if they had any questions. Instead, he raised his hand and waved it. The teleportation formation behind him was directly activated, and the power of space enveloped them.

"Go, go to the Blood Slave Planet and experience what it's like to be a god!

You are their gods, their heavens, and their calamity!"

......

Song Xuan and Song Qian, after being teleported to the secret world of the Shanpo clan, appeared on a planet. At this time, the brother and sister were standing on the top of a mountain.

At the top of the mountain, there was a raging storm, and the rain seemed to cover the entire planet. Song Xuan swept his spiritual sense over and saw that it was raining everywhere.

The thunder rumbled continuously, and in the rain, many figures walked out from all over the planet and flew into the air, as if waiting for something.

"Brother, we were tricked by those guys!"

Song Qian sneered, "Those guys must have disguised themselves as members of the Flashing Soul Clan in a special way, but they deliberately hid it from us. If nothing unexpected happened, we should have become the blood slaves they are talking about now."

"It doesn't matter!"

Song Xuan looked up at the rain and smiled faintly, "If they were well-educated and sincere, I would be embarrassed to take action.

It’s good this way, there is no psychological burden at all.

Today is a dark, windy, and raining heavily. It's a perfect day for killing people!"

The two chatted casually, and the rain deviated from its direction when it approached them. It seemed as if they did not exist in this world, and everything seemed out of tune with them.

At this moment, on a hill not far from the two of them, a white-haired old man stood proudly. In this rainy night, his energy and blood were like a rainbow, as dazzling as the scorching sun.

At the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of people looked at the old man with admiration.

The old man stood tall and straight, seemingly old, but the energy and blood in his body were as bright as the scorching sun. His body trembled, making crackling sounds like thunder.

“I am the Venerable Wu Ji. I started practicing martial arts at the age of six, became a Martial Saint at the age of thirty, and entered the realm of Martial Immortal at the age of eighty!

Now at the age of 312, the martial arts of the human immortal has reached perfection, and has reached the realm of ever-changing flesh and blood derivatives!

Today, I will shatter the vacuum, break the heavenly tribulation, condense the Martial God Dao Fruit, ascend to the divine realm, and become a god!"

The old man's voice was calm, as if he was talking to himself about his life experiences, but in the howling of wind and rain, his voice spread and seemed to turn into an endless roar.

At the foot of the mountain, the tens of thousands of people were almost all his disciples. After hearing the old man's voice, they cheered and shouted excitedly.

"Break through the heavenly tribulation and achieve godhood!"

The old man laughed heartily, and his body rose into the sky like the scorching sun, rushing towards the endless thunderclouds in the sky.

"Today, I will attain godhood! If the heavenly tribulation blocks my way, I will overcome it. If the gods and immortals stop me, I will kill them!

Become a god, I want to become a god!"

In the distance, Song Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, watching the scene quietly.

Song Qian asked curiously, "Brother, this old man's cultivation of the Immortal Martial Dao is somewhat similar to our method of refining the orifices. He has cultivated to the point where he is about to condense the Dao Fruit simply by refining the orifices with his physical body.

If he can truly survive the tribulation today, tempering his body and refining his mind through the tribulation, he might actually be able to condense the Dao Fruit and become a powerful being at the level of the Fusion Stage!"

Song Xuan shook his head, "He can't do it!"

As he spoke, he looked up into the sky. As his gaze moved, Victoria Song saw that above the nine heavens, clusters of calamity clouds with lightning snakes were taking shape.

And above the calamity cloud, one could vaguely see seven or eight tall figures looming, each of them shining with golden light and emitting a vast and majestic divine aura.

And behind those phantoms of gods, there seems to be an even more vast and boundless world, just like the realm of gods!

"The divine realm, that's the divine realm!"

There was desire in the eyes of the ancestor Wu Ji, and his mind was excited. He activated the spirits of tens of thousands of acupoints in his body, and the qi and blood in his body circulated and gathered, merging into the sword.

"The ultimate magical power, breaking the void with martial arts! Break the heavenly tribulation for me!"

Wow!

The immortal's energy and blood merged into the sword, bursting out with earth-shaking power, like a stone falling into a lake, instantly creating large ripples on the surface of the lake.

And in the ripples, a tiny gap appeared, and the ultimate sword of Wu Ji Patriarch actually broke the thundercloud!

Then, amidst wild laughter, Patriarch Wu Ji flew in and disappeared into the gap.

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of people burst into cheers.

"The ancestor flew away!"

"The ancestor has attained enlightenment and become a god, and has ascended to heaven!"

"Congratulations, ancestor, on your ascension to godhood!"

The cheers were overwhelming, but when Victoria Song saw this scene from a distance, she sighed with regret.

"This sword is good. Ye Gucheng's Ascension to the Sky took this path. But it's a pity. This old man thought that breaking through the thunder tribulation would lead to ascension, but he didn't know that what lies behind is the real purgatory!"

And just as he finished speaking, above the nine heavens, from the cracks in the calamity clouds, came the shrill roar of the Wu Ji Patriarch.

"Don't ascend!"

"Don't ascend!"

"The evil gods from outside the domain feed on the blood of our human race. The descendants of our human race must remember: never ascend!"

The voice was extremely mournful and tragic, and it was filled with immense despair!

And at this moment, Song Xuan, who had been watching the fun, finally moved!

Chapter 693: I am your calamity!

Above the calamity clouds, seven or eight giant figures appeared, their bodies aglow with golden light and filled with thunder and lightning. They held knives and forks made of lightning in their hands, and were cutting the body of the Wuji ancestor bit by bit.

"Move slowly, don't kill him all at once!"

A giant spoke in an unknown language, advising his companions to be more careful when they acted.

Another giant ignored the miserable wails of Wu Ji Patriarch and also warned the other giants.

"Torture him bit by bit, draining away all his will to survive and pushing his Qi and blood to the limit. Only then will he have a chance to transform a trace of incomplete Qi and blood essence before his death!"

The other giants nodded, their hand movements slowed down, and the cutting speed with their knives and forks also slowed down.

One of the giants picked up a piece of flesh cut from Wu Ji Patriarch's thigh with the tip of his knife, stuffed it elegantly into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Then he let out a satisfied laugh.

"A powerful human martial artist, his meat is tender and chewy, so delicious!"

The other giants also laughed, "Xiao Qi, you are still so greedy. But you can eat, but don't eat the brain, or you won't delay us from collecting the essence of Qi and Blood!"

Xiao Qi bit the bloody flesh in his mouth and laughed, "I know, I won't compete with my brothers for brain marrow!"

The mentality of the Wu Ji Patriarch has collapsed, his eyes are lifeless and empty, and he has resigned himself to his fate in despair.

He had never imagined that the divine realm that he had longed for and pursued all his life would be so terrifying.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was ridiculous. In this life, he had no wife and children, and he was not greedy for money or lustful. In the end, all his life's efforts were just to make his flesh and blood more chewy so that these evil gods could eat them more happily!

“Hehe~Hehe~”

"So my life's pursuit is to be food for the evil god!"

"Then what is my human race? What is the human immortal martial arts that I have practiced for a lifetime?"

Boom~

A calm voice suddenly reached the ears of Wu Ji Patriarch, "You are stupid, you are naive, and you are too weak!"

Patriarch Wu Ji was stunned. Whose voice was it?

This sound is not the gibberish of these evil gods, but the language of other races!

next moment,

chi chi~~

A huge gap suddenly appeared in the calamity cloud below, and in that gap, a young man in black clothes as black as ink, with long hair casually draped over his shoulders, strolled in the thunder and appeared in front of several giants.

"Hey, are you guys eating?"

Compared with these thunder giants, Song Xuan's figure seemed very small, but it was this seemingly small figure that made these giants feel like they were facing a formidable enemy the moment they appeared.

"Are you also a human immortal who has come to transcend the tribulation?"

Song Xuan shook his head, "I'm not here to transcend the tribulation, I'm here to help you transcend the tribulation!"

The Flashing Soul Clan Thunder Giant, known as Xiao Qi, was still chewing flesh and blood. He waved his knife and fork excitedly, "Your flesh and blood seems to taste better!"

As he spoke, his expression became ferocious, and he rushed forward with a knife and fork transformed from lightning in his hand, with a cold face.

"Ants from the lower realm, please offer your flesh and blood to please this god!"

At this moment, he was no longer the seemingly stupid Xiao Qi, but a Thunder God, with lightning flashing all over his body and terrifying divine power emanating from him. The power was so strong that it was comparable to that of a powerful being in the early stage of fusion!

Song Xuan looked calm. He raised his hand and squeezed it gently. The lightning knife and fork in the giant Xiao Qi's hand shattered with a loud bang, and his arm also shattered with it.

"you...."

The giant Xiaoqi's voice trembled. At this moment, he was still about ten feet away from Song Xuan, but he seemed to be pinched by an invisible giant hand around the neck. His body was floating in the air and he couldn't break free at all!

"What are you!"

Song Xuan sneered and suddenly made a fist with his right hand. With a loud bang, the giant Xiaoqi let out a shrill scream, and the huge body of the giant completely exploded.

Amidst the fragments of the exploding flesh, a tiny snake-like thread seemed to have life. It stretched out its body and was about to escape from this place.

But Song Xuan just raised his hand, and the lightning snake thread flashed and fell into his hand.

"You ant from the lower realm, how dare you kill a god!?"

"Return the divine blood of our race. Otherwise, in heaven and on earth, our race will destroy your soul and spirit, and you will never be reborn!"

When the giant Xiaoqi died, the other giants did not react much, but when the thread like a lightning snake was taken away by Song Xuan, the other lightning giants went completely crazy.

"The origin of the gods?"

Song Xuan held the tiny lightning snake thread in his hand. At this moment, he felt that all the acupoints in his body were boiling, as if they were extremely eager to devour it.

Obviously, this so-called origin of the divine bloodline is of great help in practicing the method of refining the orifices!

Song Xuan laughed heartily, "We've really come to the right place!"

"You all think of yourselves as gods. Today, I will let you know that there are gods beyond the heavens, and gods beyond the gods! If you are gods, then I am an immortal who specializes in bringing down heavenly tribulations on gods!"

After he finished speaking, Song Xuan took a step forward. When he appeared again, he was already above a giant. He raised his hand and slapped it down. The thunder giant's body immediately collapsed into flesh and blood. As the flesh and blood scattered, a strand of lightning snake thread was grabbed by Song Xuan.

"Another source of divine energy and blood."

At this moment, Song Xuan basically understood the cultivation methods of these giants of the Shanpo clan who regarded themselves as gods.

The power of lightning and thunder is only the innate magical power of the Shanpo Clan, and their so-called divine blood and energy origin is the real foundation.

These members of the Shanpo tribe spread the methods of cultivating qi and blood to various life planets, allowing creatures of all races to practice.

When one has cultivated to a certain level, he will descend as a god, bring down heavenly calamities, kill the strong men of all races, and collect the incomplete qi and blood essence transformed from those strong men after their death, in order to strengthen his own divine blood essence.

To put it simply, it is the pig-raising method. Practicing is too tiring, so it is better to let others practice. You just need to fatten them up and kill them to take away the results!

For countless years, the Shanpo Clan has been doing this and has never felt that there is anything unreasonable.

And now that Song Xuan has come, he doesn't think there is anything unreasonable.

Just as the Shanpo tribe treated other tribes as blood slaves, in Song Xuan's eyes, the Shanpo giants at this moment were just fat pigs that had been fattened up and could be killed at any time!

It's reasonable for you to kill others to improve yourselves, so it's also reasonable for me to kill you to practice the method of refining the orifices, right?

"Xian?"

These Shanpo people seemed to be very taboo about the immortal that Song Xuan had just mentioned. After seeing Song Xuan kill another of their companions with ease, the remaining few people showed great horror and fear in their eyes.

At this moment, they no longer dared to treat Song Xuan as an ant from the lower realm. Song Xuan's strength almost made them feel suffocated. That terrifying aura seemed like the will of heaven crushing them, and they couldn't even think of resisting.