Chapter 1577
Not even an appetizer
Chapter 1577 Not even an appetizer
Su Fan's gaze swept over the ninth-tier blood zombie, and he happened to catch a glimpse of its thick bone claws gripping the thigh of a Void Refinement Realm cultivator, before it suddenly exerted force and pulled.
With a sharp, piercing "ripping" sound, flesh was torn apart, and tendons and bone fragments were forcibly ripped off.
Without pausing, the ninth-tier blood zombie shoved the still slightly twitching thigh into its gaping maw, the crunching sounds mingling with the dripping of blood.
Crimson blood foam spilled from the corners of its mouth, covering its hideous facial bones.
After a thigh was swallowed in an instant, the blood zombie raised its bone claws, rubbed its rough knuckles against the corner of its mouth, and then stuck out its tongue, slowly sucking on the remaining flesh and bone fragments between its fingers.
That satisfied expression made it seem as if he had just finished eating an ordinary snack.
In the eyes of the ninth-order blood zombie, whose size was comparable to a small mountain, a mere few hundred human cultivators were nothing more than easy snacks that could barely fill a tooth gap.
Yet this hideous and terrifying monster, carrying one living cultivator after another, tore them apart and devoured them as easily as biting into spicy strips.
Crimson blood stained the ground, and severed limbs were scattered everywhere.
Such a horrific scene would send chills down anyone's spine and make their hair stand on end.
In the past, Su Fan never allowed ninth-tier blood zombies to devour humans, but today he was truly enraged.
None of those people gathered at the Su family's old house will have a good end.
But faced with such a horrific scene of slaughter, Su Fan's face remained completely unmoved, as if what he was seeing was nothing more than child's play.
What a joke! He's a ruthless character who's crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood; this little scene is nothing to him.
The number of Celestial Race cultivators he personally sacrificed was in the hundreds of millions.
The bloody scene before us was hardly even an appetizer.
However, Su Fan still turned his head away, not because he found it cruel, but simply because he was disgusted by the strong, pungent smell of blood and felt nauseous.
He slowly raised his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air towards the crowd lying on the ground, barely clinging to life.
A powerful suction force suddenly erupted, instantly pulling a Nascent Soul cultivator towards him, who then floated in front of him like a puppet on strings.
The Nascent Soul cultivator was so terrified that his soul almost left his body, and he could only gurgle in his throat, unable to utter a single complete sentence.
His eyes, however, were a mixture of extreme flattery and deep-seated despair as he stared intently at Su Fan, as if pleading for a sliver of hope.
"Tell me everything you know..." Su Fan's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.
"I can leave you with a complete corpse, but I'll only ask you once. If you dare to lie, you should know the consequences..."
Upon hearing the words "complete corpse," the Nascent Soul cultivator felt as if he had been granted a pardon and nodded hastily.
Although he knew he was doomed to die today, leaving with a whole corpse was an enormous luxury compared to being devoured alive by the blood zombies.
The thought of being torn apart and devoured inch by inch is enough to plunge one into an abyss of despair.
Next, the Nascent Soul cultivator dared not hide anything and revealed everything he knew in one go, not daring to miss even the slightest detail.
After listening, Su Fan confirmed that he had obtained the information he wanted. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and an invisible divine soul power suddenly erupted, directly shattering the other party's sea of consciousness.
He casually tossed the Nascent Soul cultivator's corpse into his storage ring. Although he promised to leave the body intact, he didn't say he would let him off easily.
He then turned the corpse into a zombie, and its vengeful spirit into a vengeful ghost, condemning it to eternal damnation.
This was already the greatest leniency Su Fan could show this person.
Now he is a ruthless and violent evil old demon, how could he have any mercy for these scum who covet the Su family and come to provoke him?
Since his body was infused with a large amount of evil spirit energy, and his bloodline was fused with the essence of countless high-level demonic beasts, his temperament has become increasingly cold and ruthless, and his indifference to life has become deeply ingrained.
Su Fan turned around, his gaze fixed on the Su family's old residence in the distance, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
Now is not the time to go back. We must first eradicate the several forces in the surrounding area that are involved with the Demon Sun Divine Palace before we can truly cleanse the area.
As for the "Demon Sun Divine Palace," if they are pragmatic, Su Fan doesn't intend to delve into it further.
However, the families behind those forces must have to send out a few scapegoats.
Thinking of this, Su Fan instructed the ninth-order blood zombie to guard the area, while he stepped into the void, his body suddenly bursting with lightning.
The moment "Void Lightning Escape" was activated, the figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, leaving only a faint lightning trail.
The next moment, Su Fan's figure appeared in the sky above a vast mountain range.
He looked down into the depths of the mountains, his gaze piercing through the dense forest, locking onto a mountain stronghold hidden in a canyon—the stronghold of one of the forces.
To say that this force has no connection with the Demon Sun Divine Palace is pure nonsense, given that it has been able to establish itself on the territory of the Demon Sun Divine Palace.
According to the confession of the Nascent Soul cultivator, this force was originally a black glove supported by a family of the Demon Sun Divine Palace, specializing in shady businesses such as smuggling, assassination, buying and selling stolen goods, and plundering mineral veins.
The blood on his hands is probably no less than that on Su Fan's.
Su Fan's eyes darkened, and lightning erupted around him again. His figure transformed into a purple lightning rainbow, instantly disappearing into the depths of the mountains and landing steadily outside a valley.
A long queue of cultivators stood outside the valley, shoulder to shoulder, all waiting to enter the village inside.
These cultivators all had fierce appearances, some with fleshy faces and sinister eyes, others surrounded by an inescapable aura of evil.
They were clearly no good people; they were all desperate criminals who made a living in the shadows.
Su Fan blended into the crowd and entered the valley without making a sound.
Having just passed through a barrier hidden in the void, the scene before them suddenly opened up.
Within the small valley, houses were piled up haphazardly, most of them simple shacks with rammed earth walls and thatched roofs.
Some were carved directly into the mountains, with caves dug out on the steep slopes on both sides. The entrances of the caves were covered with tattered animal skins, making them look dilapidated and messy.
Strangely, this seemingly poor and dilapidated mountain village had a high concentration of spiritual energy in the air, even several times more concentrated than the Su family's old house.
Su Fan's brow twitched slightly, and his divine soul power quietly probed into the ground, instantly sensing a pure source of spiritual energy.
Beneath this valley, there must lie a spiritual vein of considerable quality.
The spiritual veins of the Su family's old residence were ordinary and could not support the family's long-term development.
Once this mountain stronghold is destroyed, we can extract this spiritual vein and transplant it to the Su family's territory, which would be a considerable gain.
As the crowd entered the village, Su Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his immense divine sense swept out like a tidal wave, instantly enveloping the entire village.
The next moment, he precisely locked onto several powerful auras hidden deep within the village, all of which belonged to cultivators at the Integration Realm.
Su Fan's lips curled into a cold sneer, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and he unleashed the power of the True Dragon.
A vast and powerful pressure originating from the depths of one's bloodline suddenly erupted without warning.
At this moment, in a refined dwelling deep within the village, several Nascent Soul cultivators dressed in fine robes sat around a table laden with spirit wine and fruits, their voices rising and falling. "Gentlemen," one of them said, "the matter of that spirit stone mine is almost settled. Within three days, the Jiang family will personally come to take over..."
"Handover... Why should the Jiang family demand 30% of the mine's profits? After the rest is divided among us, how much will we have left?" A cultivator with a full beard slammed his fist on the stone table, his voice filled with indignation.
"Third brother, watch your words..." The leading green-robed cultivator's face darkened, and he lowered his voice.
"If it weren't for the Jiang family mediating and protecting us in front of the Demon Sun Divine Palace, let alone the profits from the mines, it's hard to say whether we could even survive in this territory. Don't you understand this simple logic..."
As soon as he finished speaking, an indescribable, vast pressure swept over him like the collapse of the heavens and the earth, penetrating deep into his soul.
The group felt a loud "buzz" in their heads, and then everything went black.
They felt as if they were being watched by an ancient behemoth; their very souls trembled violently, and they instantly lost the ability to think.
He then completely lost consciousness, remaining motionless in a cross-legged sitting position.
If even the Nascent Soul cultivators in the hermitage are in such a state, the situation of the other cultivators in the village is even more unimaginable.
As the might of the true dragon swept past, those low-level cultivators at the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages didn't even have a chance to react before their heads exploded one after another with a "bang," red and white matter flying everywhere, and headless corpses falling to the ground one after another.
The stench of blood quickly filled the streets and alleys of the mountain stronghold, instantly overpowering the freshness of the spiritual energy and becoming extremely pungent.
In the blink of an eye, apart from the few Nascent Soul Realm elders in that secluded house, not a single survivor could be found in the entire stronghold.
The only sounds were the whistling of the wind through the dilapidated shack and the dripping of blood on the ground.
Now, Su Fan's spiritual strength, after repeated tempering and strengthening, has far surpassed that of other cultivators of the same level.
At this moment, the full power of the true dragon is unleashed, its power being nothing short of heaven-defying.
Perhaps those top-tier super sects and ancient cultivation families with late-stage Nascent Soul realm cultivators, relying on their profound foundations and special protective techniques, could barely withstand the intimidation of this oppressive force.
However, these old monsters in the Nascent Soul Realm who mingled in the underground forces had their strength questioned and their foundations were shallow, so they were naturally no match for them.
Su Fan raised his hand and patted the portable secret realm at his waist. A flash of light appeared, and the figures of Sister Zhen, Li Chongxiu, Yaksha, and others instantly appeared.
"Clean up the battlefield. Gather everything of value, including cultivators' storage bags, spiritual materials and pills from the village. Don't leave out a single thing..."
This mountain stronghold may look dilapidated, but it is actually a den of iniquity, a gathering place for cultivators from various underground forces.
The number of spirit stones and cultivation resources handled daily is countless, with a turnover that can be described as astronomical.
These things were naturally beneath Su Fan's notice, but they were perfectly suited to replenish the Su family's resources.
After giving his instructions, Su Fan walked straight to the elegant room and pushed open the door to enter.
The several old monsters at the Integration Realm inside the room remained seated cross-legged, their eyes closed and their expressions blank.
They were already in a deep state of mental and physical confusion, completely unaware of anything in the outside world.
Su Fan's eyes flickered slightly, and with a flick of his fingertip, a suction force precisely enveloped the storage rings of the group, which then landed steadily in his palm.
He glanced at it briefly and then put the storage ring into his own storage space.
Then, with a flick of his sleeve, a gentle yet irresistible force enveloped several Nascent Soul Realm elders, directly sending them into the Yin Gathering Secret Realm at his waist, and handing them over to the Evil Buddha Old King for disposal.
After dealing with several Nascent Soul cultivators, Su Fan once again patted the Yin Gathering Secret Realm at his waist.
A flash of inspiration, and Ji Feng's figure appeared before them.
"There is a spiritual vein hidden beneath this valley. You must find a way to extract it completely..." Su Fan's tone was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable command.
"Understood..." Ji Feng bowed and accepted the order, then turned and strode out of the hermitage to begin exploring and setting up the array to extract spiritual veins.
Time passed slowly as Sister Zhen, Li Chongxiu, and the others methodically cleaned every corner of the stronghold, gathering all the cultivators' storage bags and the spiritual materials, pills, and spirit crystals stockpiled in the stronghold.
A full hour later, the stronghold was completely ransacked.
At the same time, Ji Feng successfully extracted the spiritual veins from the valley floor.
He had extracted the spiritual vein, which was filled with pure spiritual energy, and sealed it into a magical artifact.
Once everyone had gathered, Su Fan waved his hand to collect them all into his personal secret realm. Then, his gaze sharpened, and his aura suddenly became heavy and concentrated.
The next moment, the ground beneath his feet began to boil violently as if it were boiling water. Countless mud surged and countless mud snakes emerged from the soil, intertwining and rolling around, and the bustling swarm of snakes covered the entire ground.
As the mud snake thrashed about, countless mud flowers splashed into the air and then poured down with a "whoosh," the sound like a rushing torrent crashing against the stone wall, deafeningly loud.
Even more bizarrely, a stream of pitch-black, rotten earth spread out from the ground, expanding wildly in all directions like a living thing.
Wherever it passed, simple sheds and caves carved into the mountains were instantly corroded and dissolved, and even the rubble on the ground turned into dust.
The rotten, ghostly soil continued to spread, eventually engulfing the entire valley and turning it into a black, foul-smelling swamp.
Su Fan then slowly suppressed his aura and dispelled his supernatural powers.
His figure flickered and then vanished without a trace, as if he had merged into the air.
The original mountain stronghold has been transformed into a lifeless, rotten wasteland.
All the remaining traces in the village, along with the corpses, were completely corroded by the Netherworld Soil, turning into fertilizer to nourish this rotten soil.
As night deepened, Su Fan's figure finally appeared outside the Su family's old residence late at night.
At this moment, the enormous body of the ninth-tier blood zombie, comparable to a small mountain, was sitting on a mound next to the old house.
The hundreds of cultivators who had gathered outside the old house were nowhere to be seen.
It held a thick tree trunk in its strong bone claws, and on the trunk was a string of cultivators who were still alive. These cultivators were bound by tough demonic tendons and kept emitting shrill screams.
The ninth-tier blood zombie would occasionally lift the tree trunk and, like eating skewers, bring the cultivators on it to its mouth and take a big bite.
Sharp fangs instantly tore through flesh, the "crunching" sound of chewing particularly jarring in the quiet of the night.
This guy certainly knows how to enjoy himself, treating cultivators like barbecue skewers for amusement.
Upon seeing this, Su Fan frowned almost imperceptibly, then waved his hand to summon the black coffin.
The ninth-tier blood zombie then lowered the tree trunk, its massive body disappearing into the black coffin.
With a flick of his finger, Su Fan caused the black coffin to transform into a stream of light and fly into the Yin Gathering Secret Realm.
Just then, a thought suddenly entered Su Fan's mind; it came from the Evil Buddha Old King.
"Kid... I've finished interrogating those old monsters at the Integration Realm. These forces are all undercover agents supported by the families of the Demon Sun Divine Palace, handling their shady dealings. This time, their targeting of the Su family was also secretly instructed by a few families of the Demon Sun Divine Palace..."
Su Fan's lips curled into a cold smile. Just as he thought.
If it weren't for the backing of the families of the Demon Sun Divine Palace, how could these forces dare to establish themselves so openly on the Demon Sun Divine Palace's territory?
(End of this chapter)