Chapter 230: The Evil Spirit of the Secret Realm

Chen Ze watched the cultivators of the Dagan Dynasty go away, thinking in his heart.

One of his clones reminded him: "Master, just let him go? No matter how you look at it, it feels like this man is not honest. He was sneaking around just now, and he must be planning to take advantage of you."

Chen Ze smiled slightly and said softly: "Hehe, it's still early now. The secret realm has just been opened. We will always meet them later. Besides, there are so many cultivators in this secret realm. There must be someone to consume them."

After Chen Ze finished speaking, several clones immediately understood his thoughts.

There are many cultivators in the Anyuan Dynasty and the Dagan Dynasty. Even if Chen Ze has many clones, he can't kill them all.

Instead of spending effort to kill people and seize treasures, it is better to let the cultivators of the Dagan Dynasty and the cultivators of the Anyuan Dynasty fight each other, and he only needs to sit back and reap the benefits.

His purpose is not to kill people, but just for the cultivation resources given away for free.

The clones praised: "Master is wise."

"Master, what should we do next?"

Chen Ze pondered for a moment and continued: "You don't have to do anything, just go back to the space of all things and stay in the best condition."

"Yes, Master."

Several clones disappeared and returned to the space of all things to wait.

Chen Ze decided to explore the secrets of the secret realm alone, and it was meaningless for the clones to follow him.

Besides, he acted alone, so his target was smaller.

Maybe he could meet a few stupid fools who came to deliver supplies along the way.

If the clones followed, those who had intentions against him would be more cautious and dare not act rashly.

After the clones left, Chen Ze continued to walk towards the outer area of ​​the secret realm.

…

"Ah! Get away from me quickly, I can't control myself." A cultivator shouted with bloodshot eyes and extremely painful expression.

"Senior brother!" The cry of another cultivator penetrated the soul with endless sadness.

"Let's go, Junior Sister, Senior Brother has tried his best to control himself. If we stay here any longer, we can't resist Senior Brother's power. Think carefully about what those people looked like just now."

"Junior Sister, Senior Brother did this for our own good. If we continue like this, we will only let Senior Brother down."

Three or four immortal cultivators wearing the same sect costumes tried to pull the female cultivator who was crying out for Senior Brother away from this place.

The female cultivator's eyes almost cracked, and her eyes were red, but she couldn't resist the actions of several fellow disciples, so she could only let them drag her away.

Just now, their group of brothers and sisters gathered together in this secret realm.

Fortunately, they had a sect token specially made by the sect, which was engraved with a unique formation that could sense the location of disciples from the same sect.

It was this special sensing ability that allowed them to track the traces of their fellow disciples and eventually gather around the strongest senior brother.

In this secret realm, ordinary communication methods are ineffective. Only the tokens specially made by their sect can allow them to find each other's location.

However, just when they had just reunited with their eldest brother, an unexpected change suddenly occurred.

The first to cause the change were not their fellow disciples, but several other solitary cultivators.

Although these solitary cultivators were not from their sect, they also belonged to the Anyuan Dynasty.

Originally, this group of cultivators from the same dynasty, considering that all the cultivators in the secret realm were now isolated and helpless, and lacked spiritual energy supply, they discussed and decided to form a team to explore the secret realm together.

However, those cultivators who were originally isolated suddenly changed drastically. Their eyes turned blood red, and they attacked blindly like crazy, and launched a ruthless killing of all the cultivators they met.

This sudden change instantly injured several unprepared fellow cultivators.

Fortunately, they reacted quickly in an instant.

Fortunately, these cultivators in the same sect were strong, and with the help of an even stronger senior brother, they were able to deal with this crisis.

They belonged to the same sect and had a unique set of joint attack formations.

Although those people fell into a state of madness, they still quickly dealt with the cultivators who suddenly attacked.

Just as they were discussing why this happened, the senior brother who had just turned the tide suddenly changed.

First, the senior brother's eyes turned bright red, and then he realized that he was abnormal.

He could not control his inner impulse to kill, and this desire gradually increased.

Just when the senior brother was about to lose his mind, he quickly sealed his meridians to avoid the tragedy of slaughter among his fellow disciples.

However, this was only a temporary relief, because the senior brother who sealed his meridians could break the seal at any time.

Faced with this critical situation, the senior brother could only helplessly let those fellow disciples who had not yet been affected leave him.

When several junior brothers and sisters were far away from his sight, the senior brother suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The color of this mouthful of blood was black and red.

The eldest brother, who was still conscious, immediately realized that something was wrong. This was not a secret place full of opportunities, but a trap designed to kill the cultivators from the two dynasties.

"There is something wrong with the evil spirit here..."

After the eldest brother finally squeezed out these intermittent words, his consciousness completely sank.

His eyes were full of bright red, and there was only blood in his sight.

"Blood... blood..."

The elder brother had an evil smile on his face, and veins on his face were prominent.

In the void that could not be detected by human eyes, the spiritual power in the elder brother's body was constantly being drawn away by this world.

At the same time, a large amount of evil spirits from this world were constantly injected into the elder brother's body.

The elder brother had completely lost his self-consciousness.

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Elsewhere, Chen Ze was approaching the place where the lost elder brother was.

"The evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that we are about to enter the outer area of ​​the secret realm." Chen Ze felt the increasingly strong evil spirit and frowned.

He did not find anything special along the way, only the increasingly strong evil spirit and the rugged rocks.

At this moment, Chen Ze suddenly sensed that several breaths were approaching him rapidly.

"Finally, I met the immortal cultivators again. According to the direction they came from, they should have come from the outer area of ​​the secret realm. It's just that I can't be sure whether they are from the Anyuan Dynasty or the Dagan Dynasty."

Sensing that these breaths were approaching him, Chen Ze simply stood still and waited for them to come.

However, since he had just exhausted a lot of spiritual power by traveling at high speed, Chen Ze decided to summon a clone from the space of all things to replace himself.

"The closer you get to the outer area, the faster your spiritual power seems to be consumed." Chen Ze had doubts in his heart.

At this moment, the breath that Chen Ze had just sensed could now clearly see their figures.

Chen Ze could sense the breath of several people on the other side, and several people on the other side also sensed his presence.

Soon, those people had walked in front of Chen Ze.

Several people were getting closer and closer to Chen Ze, and Chen Ze could see them more and more clearly, "It turned out to be three men and one woman, and they were from the same sect."

Before Chen Ze could ask, someone on the other side asked first: "Which dynasty are you from?"

From the voice, it can be judged that the other party is a cultivator of the Anyuan Dynasty. Even if there are four people on the opposite side, Chen Ze is not afraid at all.

Chen Ze said calmly, "Da Gan Dynasty."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Without any conversation, four consecutive spell attacks attacked Chen Ze mercilessly.

"So reckless?"

Chen Ze quickly defended himself and used the Earth Shield Technique.

But even if he reacted quickly, he still couldn't completely resist the attacks of the four people.

The earth wall was broken and Chen Ze was injured.

There was no pain on Chen Ze's face, but a smile on his face.