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Sage of Humanity-Chapter 727 - 725: The Building is About to Collapse
The origin of Sky Ravine, the reason behind the gradual decline of the cultivation world, was only revealed today.
Instantly, the entire Soaring Dragon cultivation world was electrified with excitement.
In eight hundred years, how many heroes had emerged in the Soaring Dragon cultivation world? Yet, due to the anomalies in nature, their path of cultivation was greatly hindered. Previously, not knowing the reasons was bearable, but now, learning that it was all due to the parasitic draining by the Blood World, how could anyone not be furious?
And the ultimate goal of the Blood World was shockingly to devour the foundation of the entire Soaring Dragon World completely. If this were true, Soaring Dragon would surely perish!
When the nest is overturned, no eggs remain intact; all cultivators are from the Soaring Dragon, and if Soaring Dragon perishes, they too cannot possibly survive.
To live, they had to exterminate all of the Blood Race!
Instantly, the cultivators of Soaring Dragon exhibited an extremely intense hatred towards this suddenly emerged enemy, determined to eradicate them completely.
Under the Sky Ravine, a large number of the Blood Race gathered, causing the blood Qi to surge to the heavens.
Within the Blood River Great Array, which covered a range of tens of miles, the fresh blood had already dried up, yet dark red stains still lingered within those cracks.
The location which originally held the 1,000 feet altar was now replaced by a massively occupying altar.
That altar was shaped like a hexagram, its surface featured mysterious and complex patterns constantly transforming, making the entire altar seem like a living being, with the flickering lights as its breaths in and out.
There was no doubt about the efficiency of the Blood Race.
Since their invasion into the Soaring Dragon World, only a few days had passed, yet they had already constructed such a complex altar, the materials for which were all brought from within the Blood World by the Blood Race.
They were clearly not new to this ordeal, so they were extremely proficient; some Blood Race were specifically tasked with pursuing the native enemies, some were assigned to defend, while some were dedicated to constructing this altar.
The moment the altar was completed, blood light surged into the sky, entering into Sky Ravine, which subsequently bled like a river overturning, and a large number of the Blood Race descended into the Soaring Dragon World.
Xing Mo and one-armed Cheng Henfeng followed behind Celestial Saint, looking at this scene from a distance, their feelings extremely complicated.
Having survived the earlier conflict, they were undoubtedly very fortunate.
But with the current situation, they did not know whether to feel fortunate or angry.
They had been implanted by the Blood Race with an extremely peculiar secret technique, described by Blood Owl as the Blood Slave Seal; those marked with this seal became Blood Slaves of the Blood Race.
Slave…for them, who stood at the pinnacle of a realm, it was undoubtedly a term of disgrace.
Yet, they dared not speak of their anger.
Not to mention the terrifying strength displayed by the Blood Race that drove people to despair, the Seal itself was enough to easily control their life and death.
They could feel that, with the Seal, any member of the Blood Race, even those far weaker than them, could easily kill them.
They were so, Celestial Saint was so, and the surviving Sky Ravine Sect cultivators were the same.
Currently, they had completely become slaves of the Blood Race.
"Celestial Saint, is this the way out you've found?" Xing Mo spoke softly, his heart bitter.
Having paid such a great price, even if they truly had found a way out, what significance did it hold?
Celestial Saint remained silent, but both Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng could feel his inner turmoil.
When Blood Race members passed by, the three of them hurriedly bowed and showed extreme humility.
Having already suffered, they knew how to maintain a proper attitude in the presence of the Blood Race.
"Hierarch, save me!" A piercing scream rang out; Xing Mo turned his head and saw a fair-skinned beautiful woman being held in the air by a member of the Blood Race, screaming in terror.
That was the thirty-first elder of the sect, a rare female powerhouse in the Sky Ravine Sect, usually a woman of very firm character, yet now she appeared so helpless.
Celestial Saint remained bent over, as if he heard nothing.
Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng nearly crushed their teeth in anger, their rage brewing, yet they dared not make any rash movements.
The Blood Race member laughed wickedly, biting into the long neck of the thirty-first elder, the gulping sounds resonating as the screams of the elder gradually faded before disappearing altogether after a moment.
Once the Blood Race member left satisfied, the once beautiful thirty-first elder had turned into a withered corpse, casually discarded on the ground.
Many Sky Ravine Sect cultivators survived the earlier battle, yet did not survive the rampage of the Blood Race; in these few days, countless Sky Ravine Sect cultivators perished at the hands of the Blood Race.
To the Blood Race, these Blood Slaves were like livestock, to be taken and used at will, with no member of the Blood Race caring for their opinions.
What was more horrifying was that these Blood Race actually consumed human blood!
The Sky Ravine Sect was a mix of dragons and snakes, with all kinds of wicked characters emerging endlessly; Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng were also well-traveled and knowledgeable, but the evil of the Sky Ravine Sect cultivators had a limit.
Consuming human blood…such a thing was beyond their wildest imagination.
And from what they had observed so far, it seemed that every member of the Blood Race had such a preference, or ability, to restore their formidable bodies by consuming human blood.
In the past few days, Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng had more than once felt the greedy gazes of the Blood Race lingering on them.
Luckily, they had always been following behind Celestial Saint, who was personally marked with the Blood Slave Seal by Blood Owl, so ordinary members of the Blood Race did not dare to treat them like that for the time being.
But who could guarantee that they would always be safe?
"Hmm?" Xing Mo suddenly sensed something and looked up towards the distance. He saw the outlines of huge ships on the horizon, on which, and also on their sides, were figures of cultivators moving back and forth.
"They've finally arrived!" Cheng Henfeng exhaled deeply.
The Blood Race's invasion like this, the Soaring Dragon cultivation world couldn't possibly remain indifferent.
Previously, the Soaring Dragon had been caught off guard, suffering heavy casualties, then chased by the Blood Race and forced to flee...
What happened afterwards was unknown, but it led to the near annihilation of the Blood Race, with only a few hundred managing to escape back.
Now, several days had passed, and the Soaring Dragon cultivation world must have gathered quite a bit of intelligence. Facing such a world-ending disaster, they were bound to take action.
Looking around, countless spirit ships filled the view, far surpassing the scale of the Soaring Dragon cultivation world's encirclement of the Sky Ravine Sect a few days earlier.
No matter what, last time it was merely an internal strife, but today it was about expelling an external threat. The Soaring Dragon was also giving it their all.
Destroy it quickly!
Cheng Henfeng thought fiercely, almost feeling a sense of relief.
The Soaring Dragon cultivation world's grand commotion had naturally been noticed by the Blood Race, but far from being afraid, they were all brimming with the desire to fight.
The ones from the Blood World, how could they take cultivators, whose cultivation was at most at the Cloud River Realm of the human race, seriously?
A domain like Soaring Dragon, the Blood Race had destroyed more than one or two. In the long history of existence in the Blood World, no one knew how many domains like Soaring Dragon had been sucked dry into empty shells, turned into barren lands by the slaughter of the Blood Race.
They had not made a move before, not because they feared the Soaring Dragon cultivators, but because they had been otherwise occupied.
Now that the Soaring Dragon cultivators had come to them willingly, wasn't it exactly what they wished for?
As a race fundamentally rooted in invasion and plunder, the Blood Race's belligerence and savagery were something the cultivators of Soaring Dragon could not even begin to compare with.
Without needing orders from the Blood Owl, a large number of Blood Race members started to mobilize.
Even though their desire to battle was boiling, the Blood Race did not launch an offensive but instead took up a defensive stance, forming a dense and solid defensive line.
Their most pressing task at the moment was not to strike down the enemy but to guard the Bridging Altar well.
With the altar completed, the connection between the Blood World and the Soaring Dragon World would grow increasingly strong. As time passed, more of the Blood Race would arrive in this world.
If they could construct more altars, they would greatly accelerate this process. The more altars there were, the less time it would take for the Blood World to devour the Soaring Dragon World.
"Do whatever you want to do, just don't be an eyesore around me." The Celestial Saint, who had been silent these days as if he had gone mute, suddenly spoke. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng were both startled, then promptly bowed in unison, "Thank you, Sect Hierarch!"
The events of the past few days had taught them that they would one day become Blood Food for some member of the Blood Race. The Celestial Saint had the protection of a connection with the Blood Owl. The Blood Race might look down on him, but not a single one dared to casually treat him as Blood Food.
But the two of them were not so fortunate.
So, to stay alive, they needed to find a way to escape from here.
The massive attack by the Soaring Dragon cultivators was undoubtedly an opportunity.
The Celestial Saint's words clearly showed that he had seen through the intentions of the two.
After thanking him, the two turned to leave.
However, just at that moment, the Celestial Saint suddenly reached out, spirit force surging, and delivered a palm strike to each of their backs.
The two figures flew up high like kites with their strings cut, each spewing fresh blood.
Xing Mo spat out chunks of his internal organs, and upon turning back in shock, he only saw Celestial Saint's cold face, and was immediately overwhelmed by grief and anger, "Celestial Saint, you will not die a good death!"
Cheng Henfeng, however, did not curse but fiercely drew his sword, the sword light harsh and biting, covering a few nearby members of the Blood Race.
With this last sword in his life, Cheng Henfeng gave it his all. The space around him seemed to be sliced open, and the unprepared members of the Blood Race were instantly turned into chunks of severed bodies, the cuts neat and smooth.
But that was the end!
The next moment, the figures of Xing Mo and Cheng Henfeng suddenly stiffened, their skin turning bright red as if their blood was boiling.
Some of the Blood Race had activated the Blood Slave Seals within them.
The nearby members of the Blood Race swarmed them, enveloping them completely.
Through the dense crowd, Cheng Henfeng saw the flash of blood in the eyes of the Celestial Saint for the last time, then understood that the Celestial Saint had long been corrupted in mind by the Blood Race's secret technique, utterly loyal to the Blood Race, unlike them who had the Blood Slave Seals but were disloyal in heart.
At the same time, all the surviving members of the Sky Ravine Sect nearby sprang into action.
Screams echoed continuously, and in just a few moments, everything fell silent.
The Blood Race dispersed, and numerous dried-up corpses were added to various spots.
As if a Blood Sacrifice had just taken place, the combat spirit of the Blood Race rose even higher!