Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 559 - 536: Aftermath (Part 2)

Chapter 559: Chapter 536: Aftermath (Part 2)

“I just knew it, the Red Hero is the most powerful!” In a secluded courtyard of the True Blood Sect, Shi Caifeng excitedly threw a punch, followed by a painful cry.

Sitting there with a head full of red hair, Shi Qingde innocently rubbed his shoulder and smiled wryly, “The Red Hero is powerful, why hit me?”

Then he looked at his elder sister with some confusion, “Sis, do you know the Red Hero?”

“Of course, not only do I know him, but we even share some camaraderie,” Shi Caifeng said with a smile.

Listening to this, Shi Qingde half believed it, always feeling like his sister was bragging.

…

Chu Kingdom, Red Sun Sect.

In a sealed grand palace, two rows of people in red robes were discussing matters, their expressions serious, the atmosphere heavy.

The aura exuded by each of them was at the Foundation Establishment level or above.

The middle-aged man sitting in the principal seat had a broad face, wearing a red robe edged with gold, his aura was unfathomable, like a deep abyss.

“Lu Chen is dead, he was a genius seed with potential to break through to the Golden Core!

This has been a great loss to our sect.

The sect should consider calling back these people, it’s not worth risking everything for the Corpse-Driving Sect!”

“The Corpse-Driving Sect has ceded the management rights of Sinking Island for three hundred years to make our sect take action.

Quitting halfway would break agreements and bring even greater losses,” the middle-aged man in the principal seat said thoughtfully after a pause, “The Human-demon war is a trial for those young disciples, some will inevitably die.

Only those who successfully break through will have hope for further advancement in the future.”

“This one known as the Red Hero, if the age calculated by the demon-slaying list is correct, might have the posture of a Golden Core, not to be underestimated…” someone remarked.

“Unless we recall the disciples of the Heavenly Abyss, otherwise no one can currently match that Red Hero, nor would it be easy against the orthodox wolf tribe.”

“Those from the Heavenly Abyss carry the hope of our sect’s perpetual prosperity.

As long as one can break through to the Golden Core, they can extend the sect’s fortune for another three thousand years, it is unlikely they would be called back for a war for the Corpse-Driving Sect.” someone else retorted.

…

Yellow Springs Sect.

In an extremely dim underground space.

Many figures, either shrouded in black fog or wearing mysterious masks, gathered to discuss major matters.

“The Moon Howling Sky Wolf Clan has made a move, the intensity of the war will escalate, we must find a way to make other factions of the wolf tribe act quickly…”

“That old guy from the Corpse-Driving Sect has little life left.

Once he dies, it will be the end of his sect!”

“That damn Red Hero is causing trouble again, Protector Zhang, we need your effort once more.”

“Hmph, he escaped last time, this time I will surely take his life!” A cold voice echoed in the space, full of confidence.

…

Cyan Wolf Ridge.

The mountain ranges stretched endlessly, lush and verdant, extending for thousands upon thousands of miles.

As the stronghold of the wolf tribe, the entire Cyan Wolf Ridge’s area is probably larger than the combined territories of the four Human sects.

In a massive stone forest among them, peculiar stones stood jaggedly.

The stones varied in shape, some like stone pillars, some flat, some elliptical, each bizarre stone standing over a dozen even dozens of feet high.

In the center of the stone forest, a giant pool was built, stretching over a thousand feet.

It’s filled with black-red blood, bubbling with ’gurgle, gurgle’ sounds, the thick smell of blood permeating the entire space, making people retch.

Occasionally, living things could be seen struggling in the blood pool, trying to break the surface, only to quickly sink back down.

Among these creatures were pigs swollen to seven or eight feet long, skinned yellow cows revealing dense subcutaneous white tissue, and naked people with empty, hopeless eyes…

Suddenly, a paw as big as a hill descended from the sky.

With a ’plop’, it scooped up a handful of blood water, catching many living creatures, and tossed them into its bloody maw.

As the chilling sounds of chewing rose, copious blood dripped down from the edges of the fangs.

The one feeding was a silver giant wolf over two hundred feet high, towering like a majestic silver mountain beside the blood pool.

Its hair stood straight like long spears, glimmering coldly.

Its limbs were like pillars holding up the sky, its eyes shining like celestial stars, looking like an ancient beast stepping out from the primordial wilderness.

Beside it were several other giant creatures no smaller than itself.

Some lay resting on colossal stones, rumbling snores like thunder;

Some licked their fur with long, barbed scarlet tongues, yellow drool dripping to the ground, completely dissolving the stone beneath;

Some, like it, used their paws to scoop up living creatures from the blood pool, feasting gleefully.

A powerful voice rang out:

“Chi Lefeng, that waste, has utterly disgraced our wolf tribe, killed by a Human of the same tier with just a few moves.

Chi Lechuan, do you want me to help you deal with that Human?”

“This is a matter for my Moon Howling Clan, we don’t need your interference. That so-called Red Hero, I will personally slaughter him!”

“Hmph, I hope you live up to your word, the dignity of the wolf tribe cannot be trampled upon!

Those stinking monkeys in the south are waiting to laugh at us…”

Zhao Kingdom.

In a lively small village, a handsome and charming teenager arrived.

His lips were red, teeth white, wearing a light yellow brocade robe, a cynical, devil-may-care smile constantly on his face.

The young women in the village couldn’t help but glance at him from time to time, as if entranced by him.

But after he left, the village suddenly fell silent, somber, and deathly silent.

“Scouring these poor and wild places, I wonder when the young master’s grand formation will be complete?” Silently, an old man with a cold expression, dressed in a black robe, appeared by the handsome teenager’s side.

“No worries, with nothing better to do, I might as well take a stroll.

Even in small kingdoms, there are advantages, no matter how we run amok, it won’t cause any big waves,” the teenager said with a smile.

“I just came over from the next city, and heard about someone, the young master might find him interesting.”

“Let’s hear it.”

“A young loose cultivator called the Red Hero, who killed a royal bloodline of Cyan Wolf Ridge…”

“A loose cultivator, interesting. Seems a small pond can also breed a grass python.”

“Although a grass python has a few commendable traits, no matter how hard it tries, it’s hard to transform into a true dragon.” The old servant beside him judged loftily.

“Since I have nothing better to do, why not visit the Human-demon confrontation area?” The teenager’s mouth curled into a wicked smile, carelessly said.

“Indeed, there are a lot of living souls there. If the young master can utilize them wisely, he might be able to complete the formation early.

By then, even in front of a master who has built the spirit platform twice in the Heavenly Abyss, you can protect yourself.” The old servant’s eyes lit up upon hearing this.

…

On the other hand, Lou Yi did not expect his coming forth this time would create such a significant impact.

His true self had already reached a deserted valley, ready to digest and organize the gains from this great battle.

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