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As they talked, hundreds of figures landed on the edge of the River of Blood in the Eternal Night Realm, watching the river of blood with great interest.

Upon arriving at this place, they were immediately drawn to the long river of blood that was clearly visible.

In their eyes, this is a natural treasure, born of nature.

Olivia, standing beside her mother, frowned as she looked at the group of reckless individuals. Their clothing resembled ancient costumes from the Realm of Enlightenment, and they appeared to belong to the same faction.

In particular, each of them exuded a gloomy and eerie aura... similar to vampires.

Perhaps he is also a powerful figure from beyond the realm who has studied the art of bloodshed.

"This is truly a marvelous object!"

After observing the river of blood for a while, the leading man exclaimed sincerely, "Since our Blood Soul Sect discovered it first, then it belongs to our sect."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the true ancestors of the vampires, his gaze finally settling on Freya's face.

In his eyes, this woman with exotic features must be the person in charge here.

"I am Jia Ting," the man introduced himself. "I am the vice sect leader of the Blood Soul Profound Sect. Considering how difficult your cultivation has been, if you obediently offer up everything, I might consider letting you join our sect and broaden your horizons beyond the heavens."

Behind them, the disciples who had followed looked at the men and women with amusement, their voices undisguised.

"These exotic tribes, regardless of gender, are all good-looking. Not bad, not bad."

"The men are refined into blood pills, and the women... heh."

Freya looked at Jia Ting expressionlessly: "Same level, fewer people than us, who gave you the courage?"

"Your cultivation levels are indeed the same, which is why I cherish your talents," Jia Ting said calmly. "However, even though you are at the same level, you are not particularly powerful."

Moreover, I have already informed the sect that more than just this few people will be coming from our sect next.”

He paused, then slowly added the last sentence: "The power of our sect is beyond the imagination of you villagers from such a remote and impoverished place. If you don't seize this opportunity to rise to the top, you can imagine what the consequences will be."

He looked again at the river of blood, the threat of "a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime" evident in his eyes.

Behind him, the men and women belonging to the Blood Soul Sect calmly watched the 'country folk' in this place.

Although none of the blessed lands I've encountered in the past have been as perfect and have such excellent growth potential as this place, there are still some places that have talented people with outstanding abilities.

Those who disobey will naturally face certain death.

The world has no shortage of people; if you kill off all the natives, you can always bring in new people.

Although there will be deaths and injuries in the process, it will all be worthwhile.

Moreover, they discovered that the cultivators in this grotto-heaven did not possess any decent immortal artifacts!

And they...

In the blink of an eye, the cultivators of the Blood Soul Mystic Sect took out one immortal artifact after another, each radiating unfathomable power.

Freya, who was about to retort, noticed a subtle change in her expression upon seeing this.

Eternal Night does possess such sacred artifacts, but not every True Ancestor possesses one, and they all brought them with them before their arrival in this place.

After arriving at Xuanhuang, they stopped manufacturing.

It's not that they don't want to, it's that the Eternal Night that descended upon this place lacks the relevant technical personnel.

Furthermore, the entire Xuanhuang region was in the initial stage of spiritual energy revival, and in just a hundred years, it was still unable to develop top-notch weapon-refining techniques.

At this moment, everyone in the Blood Soul Sect possesses a sacred artifact. Even if the Eternal Night Camp has a numerical advantage in terms of True Ancestors, it is highly unlikely that they can defeat the Blood Soul Sect, whose members each possess a sacred artifact.

Emilia frowned slightly, and without making a sound, she walked up to Olivia and transmitted her voice: "Contact Master..."

Olivia thought to herself that she was getting better and better at calling her "Mom," and took out her phone, but—

The appearance of the Heavenly Scar made the spiritual energy of Xuanhuang even more abundant. The original base station signal was not enough to match the current spiritual energy, which made the phone call useless.

At that moment, Jia Ting looked over, a half-smile on his face: "Master?"

He took a step forward: "A beauty like you... tsk, what a pity."

Jia Ting sighed regretfully, a fierce glint in his eyes: "Other people's junk can only be refined into blood pills."

As soon as she finished speaking, Emilia had completely shielded her daughter behind her, staring at Jia Ting expressionlessly. Blood energy surged around her, her domain of laws swept across the area, and she activated the Life and Death Eye.

"Unbelievable!"

Jia Ting snorted coldly and casually gestured, gathering the immortal artifacts in the hands of hundreds of disciples into one hand. As the great formation was activated, the hundreds of immortal artifacts burst forth with brilliant light in their respective positions.

The power of the celestial artifact tore apart heaven and earth.

Freya shouted, "Make your move before the Ancestor arrives!"

"The progenitor?" Jia Ting's contempt grew even more pronounced: "Even the progenitor couldn't save her, I'm telling you!"

The moment the words fell, the combined divine power of the immortal artifacts vanished into the void. When it reappeared, it ignored the defenses of the many True Ancestors of the Vampire Clan and unleashed an astonishing killing intent behind Olivia!

Like a sharp sword, it aimed to pierce directly through Emilia and her daughter Olivia.

The speed was so fast and the laws so perfect that Emilia and Olivia noticed it immediately and took action, but their actions were completely unnecessary.

A celestial sword arrived from across time and space, severing the sword aura behind Olivia with a single strike.

It then pursued them, traversing space and piercing into the hundreds of immortal artifacts that had been gathered together.

In an instant, the immortal artifact creaked under the strain—

The spirit of the artifact is wailing.

"Lord Ancestor!"

Freya's eyes lit up at the familiar spiritual energy, while Emilia and Olivia exchanged a glance but did not immediately relax.

They didn't know what level Li Xingzhou would be at in the Immortal Realm.

But we soon found out.

"Who goes there..."

Jia Ting's pupils suddenly contracted when he noticed the patterns on the immortal sword that was hurtling through the air.

His face turned deathly pale in an instant, his trembling lips parted, but no sound came out of his throat; only his body trembled with fear.

'No, no way, how could the Emperor's Sword be here? His Majesty the Emperor is millions of miles away, it's impossible for him to be here...'

Jia Ting's wildly diverging thoughts of hope came to an abrupt halt when he heard the sound of footsteps rippling across the surface of the river of blood.

He hadn't even looked over yet, but he could already hear the sound of people kneeling down behind him.

This voice can't be faked!

Jia Ting stiffly turned his head away.

Amidst the flowing river of blood, Li Xingzhou, clad in a black robe of both civil and military officials, strolled leisurely with measured steps, each step creating ripples on the water's surface. When he stopped at the shore, his hands naturally rested behind his back.

His elegant robes, embodying both literary and martial arts, accentuated his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, giving him a commanding presence that set him apart from the rest of the world, even without any superfluous spiritual energy.

Li Xingzhou slightly raised his head, his gaze as deep as the ocean, exuding an aura of overwhelming power.

"Jia Ting, I still remember you..."

Standing with his hands behind his back, he took another step: "You just said..."

"I'm trash!"

Jia Ting's voice had never been so loud, his kneeling had never been so smooth, and his kowtowing had never been so frequent.

"I'm trash, I'm trash!"

"Your Majesty the Emperor...please forgive me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Ting suddenly raised his head, and a new immortal sword appeared in his hand. He forcefully slashed his own neck.

His head fell to the ground, leaving only the final words, "Forgive me."

The headless corpse collapsed to the ground with a thud, and all was silent.

The many disciples of the Blood Soul Mystic Sect trembled, but dared not breathe too loudly, only bending their waists even lower, their foreheads almost buried in the ground.

Emilia and Olivia stared blankly at the scene, still somewhat unable to process what was happening, when they saw even more members of the Blood Soul Sect arriving at the Sky Scar.

Someone even shouted, "Who dares to insult our sect like this?"

But when they saw Li Xingzhou, they knelt down faster than they could shout.

Row after row of figures knelt down from the sky to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Without exception.

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Chapter 166 Succubus Aunt Luo

"As the head of this sect, I have failed in managing my subordinates. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness."

Upon hearing of the events in this place, the Blood Soul Profound Sect Master, Immortal Lord Du Chen, stood at the forefront of the Blood Soul Profound Sect's disciples, bowing low, his voice humble.

Ignorance is no excuse, explanations... Immortal Lord Duchen knows these are all nonsense.

In the face of absolute power, ignorance is also a mistake!

Only in this way can the inheritance of the Blood Soul Mystic Sect be guaranteed.

As the leader of one of the major human powers, Immortal Lord Duchen knew Li Renhuang's personality all too well.

When he was weak, he concealed his sharpness and made many friends. After he gained power, although he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, his style of doing things was far more domineering than before.

Moreover, in order to find a way to cross boundaries, personal relationships can be put aside.

Everyone said that Li Renhuang was so desperate to go home that no one dared to offend him during the time he was traveling around.

Later, Li Renhuang disappeared from everyone's sight and lost all trace.

Some say he found it, some say he was caught in spatial turbulence during his crossover, but no one says he's here.

Because the Blood Soul Mystic Sect was closest to this cave, it dispatched an advance team as soon as it discovered it.

But I never expected to run into Li Renhuang here.

It just goes to show that when you're down on your luck, you'll trip over every few steps.

Fortunately, Li Renhuang's disappearance was not long, fortunately, the immortals under his tutelage still remembered Li Renhuang, and fortunately, the deputy sect leader Jia Ting committed suicide to atone for his sins at the first opportunity.