Chapter 1578 The Last Madness

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed, and the entire battle was still in a stalemate. Although Elder Wu Si's side had killed many Blood Demon Cult monks, they were all monks below the Foundation Establishment stage. The only one in the Golden Core stage was the one killed by Qing Yang before. Elder Wu Si couldn't help but feel anxious. If things continued like this, things would be troublesome. He was already desperate. If that Lingxu suddenly appeared, or if the Blood Demon Cult had a few more helpers, wouldn't his side be doomed to fail?

Just when Elder Wu Si was anxious, a scream suddenly came from the side. A Golden Core Level 7 monk who was fighting with Huixuzi fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving. At this time, everyone realized that the monk had already died. There was a terrifying blood hole in his body at the Dantian position, and the Golden Core inside had disappeared.

On the other side, Huixuzi had a golden elixir with blood in his hand. Huixuzi chuckled a few times, then threw the golden elixir into his mouth, and then narrowed his eyes, as if he was savoring the taste of the golden elixir. Huixuzi's two golden elixir seventh-level opponents were Xiteng Zhenren of Lingxi Valley and Yubo Zhenren of Jinding Pavilion. The one who was killed was Xiteng Zhenren with slightly higher strength.

Yubo Zhenren's own strength was slightly lower. The two of them were not Huixuzi's opponents before. Wouldn't he be dead if he was left alone? Moreover, he had surrendered to the Blood Demon Sect for so many years, and had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene. He suddenly felt cold all over and his legs were weak, so he wanted to turn around and run away.

Huixuzi didn't give him this opportunity. He jumped up, and a shadow flashed by. He was already in front of Yubo Zhenren, and waved his claws to scratch his neck. Yubo Zhenren knew the danger, but because his speed could not keep up with his reaction, he could not completely avoid it. A half-inch deep wound was cut on his neck, and blood immediately flowed, and his head tilted to one side, almost losing support.

That is to say, the vitality of the Jindan cultivators is strong enough, otherwise they would have died with such serious injuries. However, after experiencing such an incident, Yubo Zhenren was completely frightened by Huixuzi and no longer dared to face Huixuzi alone. He fled to other Jindan cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect.

As a result, the entire battlefield suddenly became chaotic. The situation of the Blood Demon Sect became worse and worse, while Wusi Zhenren's morale increased greatly and became more and more courageous. In just two quarters of an hour, three Jindan cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect were killed, including Yubo Zhenren.

After defeating his two opponents, Huixuzi did not look for other Jindan-level opponents, but rushed into the low-level cultivator area to kill. Huixuzi was powerful and fast. None of those low-level cultivators was his opponent, and none of them could stop him. Almost everyone who touched him died, and soon there were countless casualties. There were broken limbs and arms everywhere, and wailing.

The Blood Demon Cult seemed to have a lot of people, but in fact, they were just a mob. Less than an hour after the battle began, four Jindan cultivators were lost, and the rest were also injured. The number of foundation-building and Qi-refining cultivators was reduced by nearly half, and it seemed that they were not far from defeat.

Seeing this, Elder Wu Si was overjoyed and said, "Victory is just around the corner. Let's work harder to kill these enemies in front of us, and attack and completely destroy the Blood Demon Cult's lair."

Immortal Gu Mian and Hui Xuzi echoed, saying, "Kill, kill these immortal sect scums, rush into the Blood Demon Cult's forbidden area, and the first one to capture the Blood Demon Cult's leader alive will be rewarded."

In this way, Elder Wu Si's side became more and more powerful, while the Blood Demon Cult was forced to retreat step by step. From time to time, people were killed on the ground. It was unknown whether they were afraid of the Blood Demon Cult's revenge, or had confidence in their own leader, or were really loyal to the Blood Demon Cult, but no one escaped.

However, under the relentless pressure of Elder Wu Si, the people of the Blood Demon Cult kept retreating, and gradually they were not far from the Blood Demon Cult's forbidden area, where the headmaster was in seclusion. Seeing that they could no longer retreat, many people had a hint of madness in their eyes, and shouted: "Since we have joined the Blood Demon Cult, our lives no longer belong to ourselves. Now that our sect is in danger, it is time to die for him."

Some people also shouted: "I sacrificed my blood to the Divine Cult. The sect prospers me and humiliates me. If you want to destroy my Divine Cult, you have to step over my corpse."

These Blood Demon Cult monks launched a crazy counterattack and actually regained some of their strength. The decline injured several cultivators here, which made Elder Wusi and others secretly hate them. They said, "These immortal sect scums are still so loyal to the Blood Demon Sect when they are about to die. The Blood Demon Sect's means of bewitching people are really extraordinary. If the seven major immortal sects had such determination, they would not have been ridden on by the Blood Demon Sect for more than a hundred years."

The difference in strength between the two sides is a bit big. The outbreak of the Blood Demon Sect cultivators cannot change the general situation. After two quarters of an hour, there are even fewer Blood Demon Sect cultivators left. There are only four or five Jindan cultivators left, and only one in ten foundation-building cultivators and Qi-refining cultivators survive. The whole battlefield is a river of blood, which is horrible to watch.

Seeing victory in sight, Elder Wusi finally had a hint of joy on his face. As long as the remaining people were killed, the task of overthrowing the Blood Demon Sect and rebuilding the immortal sect would be half completed. The offensive and defensive changes of both sides would be useless even if Master Lingxu came back. Elder Wusi could mobilize the resources of the entire Jiuzhou Continent to fight against it, without having to risk his life to fight to the death.

Looking at the Blood Demon Cult monks who were still resisting, Elder Wu Si's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he said, "Stubborn immortal sect scum and Blood Demon Cult remnants like them are a disaster if they are kept alive. Kill them all to commemorate the fellows from the seven major immortal sects who have been killed in recent years."

Master Gu Mian said: "Fellow Daoist Wu Si is right. From the moment these people stopped us, they were our enemies. They are willing to fall, so don't blame us for being ruthless."

Hui Xuzi also laughed and said: "Hahahaha, I think so too. If we want to completely control the Jiuzhou Continent, we must use iron-blooded means. Killing them all is just to deter others."

Before he finished speaking, Elder Wu Si and others rushed into the Blood Demon Cult monks and killed them. Their strength was the highest among the monks present, and with the power of victory, almost no one could stop them on the field. In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen monks were killed on the spot.

At this time, the remaining Blood Demon Cult monks no longer had the previous madness in their eyes, but only despair and unwillingness. They didn't expect that they fought to the end, almost bleeding the last drop of blood, but still didn't wait for the headmaster to show up. Could it be that the headmaster really abandoned them and escaped in advance?

What's the point of fighting again? Isn't it a dead end? God wants to destroy the Blood Demon Cult. All our efforts will be in vain. We might as well give up resistance and die with the Blood Demon Cult.